This Su Cheng, don't want money, women should want it!

  Otherwise, if Su Cheng has a more special hobby, their watery boy is not without...

  Zhang Rishan suddenly felt resentful. At this moment, he actually resented that he was not a beautiful woman...

  If I were a woman, it might be easier to approach Su Cheng...

  The other Zhang family members present seemed to have forgotten how they were slapped in the face just now. They were all thinking about what Su Cheng would like, and were asking their assistants to list their own good things.

  But Su Cheng didn't know this, and now Su Cheng is playing with his arms around Aning's slender waist, while thinking about the rewards of the trip to Qinling...

  ……

  Three or four days passed in the blink of an eye, and Su Cheng and Duanyouping visited all the places in Changsha that could be played.

  In the end, there was really no place to play, and the old itch couldn't wait. He kept urging them to leave quickly, and a few talents began to purchase equipment.

  This time, the equipment is also very complete. Su Cheng ordered to buy a lot of things that seemed to be unnecessary. Fatty and Wu Xie, who were in charge of running errands, were puzzled, but they did it.

  Su Cheng knew what he might encounter, but he didn't reveal it, he just asked them to buy equipment.

  Aning acts as their equipment consultant. In terms of professional equipment, Aning knows a lot more. Under the guidance of Aning, they have obtained a lot of good products through professional channels.

  With all the equipment, a group of six people dressed up as a tour group and set off. Aning acted as a tour guide, so that the intervention of black tour guides could be avoided along the way.

  Soon, they took the bus to the mountain range of Qinling Mountains.

  It is said that the 167-mile Qinling Mountains are winding and dangerous, but at this time, under the noon sun, the Qinling Mountains look particularly charming, with beautiful mountains and rivers, the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the breath of nature.

  Several people in the city's fireworks were instantly washed clean, and they only felt that the scenery was pleasant and unhappy.

  "Cough cough! This time we enter the mountain and take this route."

  Aning wears a peaked cap and holds a small flag in his hand, which looks like any other tour group.

  "Our Qinling Mountains are respected as the dragon vein of Chinese civilization. The main peak is Taibai Mountain, which is located in Baoji, Shaanxi Province..."

  Aning was young and beautiful, and he spoke with the little bee. Before coming, Aning easily memorized a lot of information about Qinling.

  They chatted and laughed all the way, looked around like real tourists, took pictures, and slipped into other small tour groups with ease. No one noticed them, just thought they were curious tourists.

  The attention of those black tour guides was also quickly diverted, and they turned to some private tour groups. Soon Su Cheng's team threw off the other teams and successfully entered a path that no one walked.

  The real trip to Qinling is about to begin.

  "Where is Yunheng's Qinling family? Snow embraces Languan and does not move forward."

  When he came to Qinling, the first thing that popped out of Su Cheng's mind was this poem.

  This is a poem written by Han Yu, one of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

  The full text of the poem is as follows:

  "Moving Left to Languan to Show Nephew Sun Xiang"

  One dynasty played nine times in the sky, and eight thousand on Chaozhou Road in the evening.

  If you want to get rid of bad things for the sage, you are willing to cherish the declining years!

  Where is Yunheng Qinling Home?Xueyonglanguan is not moving forward.

  Knowing that you should be intentional from afar, so that you can reap the edge of the river.

  Han Yu was only [-] years old when he was promoted to the Minister of Punishment because of his participation in Pinghuai, but he was demoted again two years later. This is undoubtedly a sad thing for any man who wants to succeed in his career. .

  At this time, Han Yu, who was very depressed, had to travel thousands of miles to come to this place.

  But there was no way, Han Yu could only be alone and hurriedly set out on the road.

  When he reached the Lantian Pass, his wife and children had not followed, only his nephew and grandson followed. Seeing this scene, Han Yu felt sad and filled with emotion, so he wrote this poem.

  When Su Cheng came to the [-]-mile Qinling Mountains, he looked at the endless mountain peaks from a distance, and suddenly he could understand Han Yu's mood at that time.

  Before entering the mountain, Su Cheng looked at the teammates around him, and for some reason he suddenly remembered this poem. He looked at Lao Itch, who was smiling and seemed very excited about this trip.

  "The most positive thing here is the old itch."

  As Su Cheng walked, he thought that the beautiful scenery in the mountains was very pleasant. It wasn't so dangerous at first, and it was quite easy to walk. Su Cheng had time to think about other things at this time.

  He knew the story of Qin Ling and Lao Itch, which was all too familiar to a die-hard fan who stole his pen.

  At this time, Su Cheng knew that the old itch was actually no longer "old itch".

  The old itch in front of him is just a replica that has been embodied by the real old itch.

  The replica Lao Itch just wants to have a normal life. This journey should be as difficult for Lao Itch as it was for Han Yu back then.

  It's just that the ancestor Han Yu was exiled, and this old itch is because he wants to pursue.

  "Where is Yunheng's Qinling family? Snow embraces Languan and does not move forward."

  Su Cheng recited it silently, feeling that this poem fits the old itch very well.

  "Where is home? Where is home?"

  Strictly speaking, the replicant itch doesn't have a home.

  Su Cheng thought about it all the way, and couldn't help but feel sorry for the old itchy replica.

  In the face of life, or in the face of death, everyone is equal, and even if the real old itching materializes into a self, it still cannot change the fact that he is really dead.

  A group of six people walked towards the deep mountain, the forest gradually became denser, and the surrounding scenery gradually became "rough" and "rich".

  The trees are no longer relatively small, and the deeper you go into the forest, the more sturdy trees you can see, each of which can be as thick as a person's embrace.

  The surrounding plants are also getting denser. Some plants that they have never seen before gradually appear on the ground, and they look very strange. Some plants seem to be inconspicuous, but they are actually highly poisonous.

  Along the way, Su Cheng's method of "distinguishing dragons by smelling the mountains" has been in play. The terrain here is very suitable for burial. In terms of feng shui, this is a treasure land.

  "Hey, there should be a small tomb here, do you want to take a look?"

  Su Cheng was walking, and suddenly pointed at one place, information gathered in his mind.

  【Ding!Find the right feng shui here!Very suitable for Tibetans! 】

  A beep sounded in Su Cheng's mind.

  When Fatty Wang heard this, his eyes began to light up: "There is also a tomb here? Why don't we go in and have a look!"

  As soon as the fat man said that, he wanted to try to copy the guy. Just after taking the shovel out of Luoyang, the old itching said without changing his expression: "The place I took you to is many times better than this kind of small tomb, so don't stay here. Waste of time."

  After talking, Lao Tick turned his head and smiled mysteriously at Fatty, who was completely stunned by Lao Tick: "Better than here? Where can it be better? Our Fat Master, Xiao San Ye and Cheng Ge have all met Lao Mengzi. Great people..."

  Having said that, Wu Xie quickly covered Fatty's mouth and signaled Fatty to stop talking.

  The old itch is still a little apologetic, but still smiling.

  Fatty saw that the people present were not very interested in the tomb, so he had to put away the tools angrily, and did not forget to mumble in a low voice: "Really... They say that thieves don't go away... I have never seen Mr. Fatty before. The tomb is advanced... there is no reason not to enter..."

  Su Cheng laughed when he heard it: "Fatty, don't be discouraged. I just mentioned it casually. In fact, the feng shui of the cemetery just now is not top-notch. You know that. Although you are not as good as me in terms of feng shui, you at least have a little bit of feng shui. understand."

  Fatty Wang was stunned for a while, and replied, "Okay! I just want to carry out the duty of a revolutionary comrade to conduct an inspection of this tomb! Young master doesn't care about you!"

  Saying that, Fatty Wang walked to the front on his own, and slashed the dense grass around him.

  Several people laughed, the fat man was the most likable, the anger in this guy's heart came quickly but also went quickly.

  To deal with a person like Fatty, you must use both hard and soft.

  A few people followed Lao Itch unhurriedly. Judging from the map with the route drawn before, they were approaching that place, but there was still a long way to go.

  The Qinling Mountains in Shaanxi are distributed in the shape of peaks and waists, and there are several mountain ranges on the east and west wings.Mountains and basins are arranged alternately, and there are many rivers that cut deep into the mountains.

  Eight hundred miles of Qinchuan has been a famous gathering place of cultural relics and historical sites since ancient times. In particular, there are many imperial tombs on the north slope, and there are even more tombs of other dignitaries and wealthy giants.

  On the way, Su Cheng found a few more feng shui treasures suitable for placing small tombs, but he was in a hurry, and Su Cheng did not mention it again.

  The old itch also looks like he is on his way, and the expression on his face has always maintained a gentle smile.

  Su Cheng looked at Lao Itching's face, and an inexplicable sense of eccentricity came to his mind for a while.

  This "old itch", I don't know if it was a psychological effect, it gave him an unreal feeling.

  "What? Did you see me?"

  Su Cheng was looking at Lao Itch from the corner of his eye, but he didn't expect Lao Itch to suddenly turn around and say something with a smile.

  Before Su Cheng could answer, suddenly a gunshot swept across his head, and he was shocked for a moment.

  Fatty Wang's cheap laughter sounded: "Hahahaha... Little brother Su Cheng, don't be too busy bragging, your head almost became a snake's nest!"

  Su Cheng turned his head and saw that there was a small green snake lying behind him, but it was not a threat to him.

  Now his defense and resilience are enough to bite the entire family of this snake for hundreds of generations.

  Su Cheng raised his eyebrows, looked up, and the fat man was smiling, but there were also many small flying insects around, the size of which was the size of a fingernail.

  "Bang bang bang!"

  The three gunshots startled the birds in the woods, Su Cheng put away the gun indifferently, leaving the fat man stunned in place.

  In front of him lay a mountain bird that was knocked out by Su Cheng, a bug with a broken wing, and a squirrel...

  Wu Xie next to him laughed: "Hahaha...Comparing your marksmanship with Su Cheng, fat man! I'm afraid you will go back to practice for another eight hundred years."

  The fat man was slumped and went forward again with a gloomy face. Everyone smiled and continued to move forward.

  Along the way, a few people began to sweat slowly, and their bodies became sticky, which attracted mosquitoes and small flying insects. They applied the insect repellent that they brought with them.

  Only the stuffy oil bottle and Su Cheng didn't apply, neither of them needed any potions.

  Along the way, almost all the places around Su Cheng and the stuffy oil bottle were clean, and no insects invaded their territory, which was very miraculous.

  And a few people also followed them closely. There was such a super humanoid insect repellent in the team, and everyone was very lucky.

  Going to the foot of Shetou Mountain, you have actually entered the range of Shetou Mountain. Several tourist spots here are paved with stones, so it is not difficult to walk.

  The mountain road twists and turns along the mountain. There are mountain streams and cliffs carved by many celebrities on both sides. The scenery is very beautiful.

  On the contrary, Fatty, Wu Xie, and Aning watched with great interest. Although they were in a hurry, the beautiful scenery here is still very worth seeing.

  After all, after spending a lot of time in the city, it is always fresh when you come to a green environment, just like eating a lot of restaurants and always thinking about going to a farmhouse or something to relieve your tiredness.

  But the next few people began to concentrate. The further back the forest was, the harder it was to walk. There was more and more humus accumulated on the ground. directly over the ankle.

  Everyone stopped and put on plastic protective covers on their shoes and legs. This thing is like a sleeve on the hand. It can be pulled directly above the knee when worn on the leg. It is very convenient and can also prevent Bacteria and certain poisonous bugs in the ground.

  Although Su Cheng's skin has high defense, in such an environment, walking with his feet wrapped in wet soil is not always a good feeling, so he also changed the equipment, putting the oil bottle aside, and also changed these equipments.

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