Chapter 42: .Longzhong's Tomb: The Murder of Wuyang 【1】

Longzhong tomb: the murder of Wuyang [1]
The sun was empty, surrounded by mountains, dense woods, and weeds. [26nbsp;]
In the distance, several shouting off-road vehicles finally stopped slowly at the foot of the hillside.
This is deep in the mountains of central Shaanxi Province.
The convoy stopped.
In the middle car, a beautiful and attractive girl got off the bus to check. The girl was wearing a tight jacket, pedaling a pair of black half-boots, and her dark hair had a natural undulation on her shoulders. Clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin revealing a faint red powder, thin lips like rose petals delicate and dripping, the girl looked at the way when she came Thoughts.
The destination of this trip is in the deep mountains. The mountain roads are rugged and difficult to travel. The roads are bumpy and tortuous. I have encountered several rivers and rivers blocking the road several times.
At the same time, four people in the same car got out of the car, Rong Feng, and another was an old man, a middle-aged strong man, a beautiful and strong woman who could not see the age.
The woman has full lips, wild eyes, tights, protruding chest and thin waist, arms are equipped on both legs and waist, and the hot temperament has a strong impact. She followed Rong Feng silently, her confidence and strength gleaming slightly in her eyes.
The driver was a middle-aged man with some dense stubble on his chin. The weather-beaten face seemed to be made of red copper. On the broad forehead, there were deep wrinkles showing years.
The strong stubble man walked to the tree and rubbed the pigeon tree with a thick bowl: "Suya, you can find this place!"
The state-level key protected plants on the verge of extinction have been glanced at here several times.
Su Yubin was not pleased to find the right place, but he frowned and looked at the terrain in front of him. Special trees were growing across the road, and the road was blocked, even if the performance was even stronger. The car is also unable to travel.
Rong Feng strode over. He looked at the big tree that was blocking their way, and then looked at the surrounding environment, and said, "This ... the road behind can only be stepped on."
The only road was broken, and the rest of the road was too narrow for the car to move forward.
Su Duanfei nodded his head, Hu Zuonan and Rong Feng took out the equipment and big bags in the car, respectively carrying their largest travel backpacks to start hiking into the mountains.
This is the beginning of May. Although the weather has not officially warmed up, the sky is already hot.
Although there are dense trees in the mountain, it is still very hot and unbearable. The ground is dry and cracked into large pieces. In this mountain, just like a sauna, every minute of water will be squeezed out by this fire.
A middle-aged man stood next to an old man, about seventy years old. He was a short and sturdy old man, but he acted like a string puppet. His soft white hair covers his head infrequently; his forehead is particularly large, simple and does not match the face, and the outline of the face is also strange, because all the teeth have been lost. The glory of wisdom lingered in his eyes, sharp and detailed, which made people almost feel that he had a demon way.
The old man bent over and walked a few steps, looking at the surroundings, his face flat, and said, "How far?"
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