mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 521
Sun Shijie, who had been given high hopes, exchanged glances with Master Jiu beside him, and the two of them stared at each other, looking like a ghost, and said in unison: "What did you say? Are we still in Juyou Town?"

As native-born locals, Master Jiu and Sun Shijie have witnessed the changes in the town over the past few decades. It can be said that they can walk down with their eyes closed, and they couldn't be more clear about how big the town is.

That's why the two of them were so shocked. After walking so far, they were still in the town?

At this time, Lu Yao said: "Not only did we not leave the town, but there is a place under this mountain that we just visited two days ago."

"Just went there two days ago?" Xiao Feng was slightly taken aback, then suddenly said: "You mean the monastery that Master Jiu led us to?"

Lu Yao nodded: "Yes, at the foot of the mountain behind us is Anping Temple. To be more precise, this can be regarded as the back mountain of Anping Temple."

The audience suddenly became silent.

"It's a big detour, and it's actually at the back of Anping Temple. If we knew this, why would we take such a big risk?" Zhao Guoan said with an ugly face: "To put it bluntly, isn't this taking off your pants and farting?"

The little girl pouted and said, "That's right, Miracle Doctor Sun, wouldn't you explain that this is a test left by your ancestors for future generations?"

"It's not a test, but the times are different." Sun Shijie shook his head and sighed: "Maybe only those of our age can deeply feel how much our country has changed in the past few decades. It is no exaggeration to say that it has turned upside down!"

Master Jiu felt the same way, and said, "You youngsters, you don't know the concept of inconvenient transportation. What I mean by inconvenient is not the same as traffic jams.

When I was your age, not to mention cars, even bicycles were rare things. If a village could have one, everyone in the village felt proud.

Under such conditions, if anyone wanted to go to the city to go to the market, he would have to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads to and fro.

In that era, many people died of illness, and the medical conditions were poor. But many of them were delayed on the road, and they were already dying before being sent to the city hospital. "

Sun Shijie took over the words and said: "This is why our country pays such a high price and has to repair the roads. If the roads are blocked, it will be inconvenient everywhere."

After finishing speaking, he patted his forehead: "It's a bit far-fetched. Although I can't be sure of the specific reason, the underground road we walked is older than my age. Since the road is built below, it is most likely from The ground can't be reached."

The people around nodded slowly, which seemed to agree with this statement. Besides, the most important thing right now is not to worry about Sun Shijie's ancestors, whether he "takes off his pants and farts", but where is the treasure?

Xiao Feng looked at the vast bamboo forest, if he guessed correctly, it should be hidden inside.

"If you go in and look for it, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack." Lin Zhiyan walked to Xiao Feng's side and asked softly, "Do you want to go in and look for it?"

"It's all here, if you don't know what treasure is inside, wouldn't the previous crimes be in vain." Xiao Feng said with firm eyes, as if he would not give up until he saw the true face of the treasure.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the time and said, "It's two o'clock in the morning, let's rest for one night, and continue to act after dawn."

Meng Lang walked over with his shoulders in his arms, and said cautiously: "Well...can you give us some clothes to keep out the cold, the top of the mountain is very windy, and the cool breeze blows all night, we must catch a cold."

Xiao Feng squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "It's easy to handle when it's cold, you four go and chop some bamboo over here, then light it up for warmth, and after a bit of labor, you won't feel cold anymore."

"..." Meng Lang.

He really regretted running over to make a request to Xiao Feng, whoosh, now he's all right, not to mention he's hungry, but he still has to cut bamboo, what a miserable life!
However, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only bite the bullet and obey, not daring to disobey Xiao Feng's instructions.

After saying hello, Meng Lang took three of his subordinates and went to chop bamboo with tools.

This way of labor heating is very primitive and common.

Xiao Feng remembered a friend who had been a soldier and told about an experience.

It is said that in the plateau area, the temperature difference between day and night is very large. In the coldest winter, it can even reach minus [-] degrees, close to [-] degrees.

Under this climate, the most intuitive point is that the water in the kettle looks boiled, but in fact it is only about [-] degrees when it is poured out. Even if you cover it with a few quilts at night, you don’t feel warm.

Some of the recruits who were assigned would complain to the squad leader that they were cold.

At this time, the squad leader will tell him with a smile: "This is easy to handle, two hundred push-ups."

Or take two newspapers and put them under the head, and when the sweat beads on the head, the newspapers will be soaked, and the newspapers will be wet, and then go to bed, so that they will not feel cold.

Xiao Feng felt that his current behavior was like the squad leader in the story, a recruit under "Guan Ai".

"Crack! Kick! Kick!"

The sound of chopping bamboo came from a distance.

Zhao Guoan approached Xiao Feng and said with a smile: "Should I make a phone call to report it? How did you say that slogan, oh yes, when there is a fire on the mountain, the police station at the foot of the mountain."

"Tch!" The little girl said disdainfully: "As if no one has heard of it, I also know that there is a slogan that is, set fire to the mountain and sit in prison."

Xiao Feng had a black line on his face: "I don't understand. I have heard a few slogans. Is there anything to be proud of?"

After finishing speaking, she looked at Lin Jiaxuan and said hello, "Xiaoxuan, come here and give me a shoulder squeeze."

Lin Jiaxuan took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes, as if trying to suppress the anger in her heart.

After a while, he opened his eyes and showed a standard smirk: "Okay, I'll give you a shoulder squeeze."

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.

It didn't look like he was pinching his shoulders at all, but he looked like he was about to hit someone.

However, Xiao Feng leaned against the backpack with his eyes closed at this moment, urging: "Hurry up, don't dawdle, be careful not to give you food."

Zhao Guoan's shoulders trembled for a while, and he pursed his lips firmly, not letting himself laugh out loud, as if waiting to see a good show.

Not long after, Xiao Feng suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath: "Hiss...the attack is so light and heavy, you can drink the northwest wind for dinner."

Lin Jiaxuan said with a smile on her face: "Don't be angry, it's because the force is too light and not comfortable enough, right? It's okay! I'll give you another pinch?"

Seeing this scene, Lin Zhiyan recalled the image of Xiao Feng grinning just now, and couldn't help but burst into laughter with a "puchi".

He hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was funny, and he sighed in his heart: It's rare to see this guy sometimes being deflated.

Just at this time, Meng Lang's shout came from a distance: "Where are you going?"

Another voice shouted: "You are willing to continue being cannon fodder, it is your own business, and you have no right to interfere with me!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "fluttering" appeared, and it was obvious that the person who had just yelled had already entered the bamboo forest.

(End of this chapter)