Tomb Raiders: Begin As Faqiu Tianguan

Foreign merchants dare not walk around casually."

Yushan said worriedly.

"If you want to catch butterflies, you can do it near our stockade, and Yuying and I can accompany you to catch them."

Yushan immediately added.

"Brother Yu, the butterflies we are looking for are not available in the Yuyakou area. The main thing we are looking for this time is to find the precious golden swallowtail butterflies and golden swallowtail butterflies, and we also want to conduct an overall survey of the insects in this area."

Shirley Yang explained patiently.

Xiao Yao nodded to Xue Li Yang and whispered, "Those geography magazines are still worth reading."

Hu Payi strikes while the iron is hot, saying that we are here to collect the most cherished butterflies in the world, and then make them into specimens and bring them back to the capital for an exhibition, so that foreigners who... What is the butterfly like.

At the same time, it can also fill in the gaps in the field of insect research, add glory to the country, and generate income for the country.

Xiao Yao was stunned when he heard it: "My heart says that I have a black belly, but when it comes to nonsense, Lao Hu is much stronger than me.

Yushan was suddenly stunned, "Since you have a mission, I don't want to persuade me too much, we will set off early tomorrow morning.

It's just that I have not been to many places in the Zhelong Mountain area, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help you a lot."

"It doesn't matter, as long as we get to Zhelong Mountain, we can find a way by ourselves."

Xiao Yao quickly explained.

Early the next morning, Yushan took Xiao Yao and his party to the side of the road in Yakou to take the shuttle bus.

Said to be a highway, it is actually a gravel dirt road, and the car is even more dilapidated than Gulan County. The minibus looks like it is about to be scrapped.

Although the car is worn out, it can't stand the driver's wave.

The driver was a eldest brother in his thirties, dark and thin, he hadn't heard much of his mouth along the way, either singing or... chatting with the people next to him, the car was driving so casually.

The road conditions in the mountains are extremely poor, with steep slopes and narrow roads, ups and downs, and potholes.

The terrible thing is that because of the criss-cross of mountains and rivers, many roads are driven on the edge of cliffs, and the sharp turns are one after another, which is extremely exciting.

The big brother of the driver usually sings songs and chats, while reluctantly steering the steering wheel, but he can save the danger every time, scaring Xiao Yao and the fat man and several people to sweat their palms.

Not far away, two or three hundred meters below, is... Lancang River, the car rolled down and even a whole corpse was not found in the capital.

Xiao Yao looked at the passengers next to him, as well as Brother Yushan, and found that these... Passengers were extremely calm, obviously already used to the road conditions here and the driver's driving style.

There was the sound of chickens and ducks in the car, the sound of children crying, and the smell was mixed. Xiao Yao was already the least... prudent person, and he couldn't stand it, so he opened the car window to let in the air.

As a result, it was better without opening the window. When I opened the window, I saw the rushing Lancang River under the cliff outside the car, and the towering strange rocks. Looking down, I could see the white waves rising in the red river, and the rumbling sound of the water.

Fatty Wang was terrified of heights, and when he saw the car on the edge of the cliff, he shivered, "Brother Yushan, how far is it? After a day in this car, one's soul is gone."

"It's fast, it's fast, you can get off the car after you climb over two hills and there is a bend, but it will take a long time to walk after getting off."

Yushan explained immediately.

When Xiao Yao and the others were talking, they suddenly crooked.

Then Xiao Yao felt that the minibus seemed to be drifting on a winding mountain road, and swayed violently, the body was a little crooked, and it turned to the side of the cliff.

Xiao Yao's cold sweat broke down, and he felt that the car veered into the middle of the road and slammed into something.

The driver braked abruptly, the car stopped, and the people in the car staggered and jumped.

"Crush people to death!"

Xiao Yao heard someone shouting in the chaos.

The arrogant driver's elder brother finally stopped singing now, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled together, he cursed something in the local dialect, and then got out of the car.

Xiao Yao was shocked, Fatty Wang and Xue Li Yang were still in shock, so they also got out of the car, and took a look at Xiao Yao when he got out of the car.

Although he was already mentally prepared, when he actually saw it, it was even more disgusting than the scene Xiao Yao imagined.

On the side of the car, there are two very conspicuous green scratches.

At the end of the scratches lies a "person"

It's just that this person is not a living person, but a stone figurine, the size of a real person, and the outside is covered with moss and mildew, and the original color can no longer be seen.

The stone figurines seem to have no explanation, and have been hit by a car in the middle.

The outside is... a layer of shell, the inside is hollow, it has been knocked into pieces, and dense white maggots crawled out from the shell, each with the thickness of a thumb and three inches long, still squirming constantly on the ground.

In addition, many maggots have been flattened by the tires of the car, and the ground is covered with green juice, exuding a strange smell of carrion and aquatic plants.

The driver's brother finally got angry, looked at the smashed piece in front of the car with distress, and cursed.

"Look at these... stone figurines, the style is the shape of the Han Dynasty, do you think it is a product of the Xianwang period?"

Shirley Young said.

"I really want to see this stuff somewhere."

Fatty Wang asked while pinching his nose.

"In the crypt of Dao Laoyu's house, it's just that what we see is not made of stone, but pottery, not from the Han Dynasty, it should be made by Dao Laoyu."

Xiao Yao said.