Mu Qingshan followed the village chief into the house, and a large antique-level eight-immortal table was set up in the house, making high-quality sour jujube wood. It is said that there is only one piece in the village, which is the same level of treasure as the coffin prepared for him by the back room of the village chief’s house. Today, the village chief actually put this table out to entertain guests. It seems that the guests sitting on this table are not ordinary.

Four people sat on the Eight Immortals table, three men and one woman. Sitting in the east head was an old man with gray hair, about sixty years old, wearing a black formal suit, white hair, black clothes, eagle-eyed and hooked nose, with a straight look, bright and bright.

Mu Qingshan only looked at it and did not dare to look at it. He thought to himself, why does this old man's eyes feel more fierce than the five-step snake!

A man with a tiger-backed and wolf-waisted waist sat next to the old man. The man sat handsomely, but his facial features were flat, with a slender short buzz head, and his muscles were strong and thick. His big eyes looked up and down from the moment Mu Qingshan came in. Mu Qingshan was a little furrowed by him, but he was not afraid of him and looked back with his eyes.

Seeing Mu Qingshan glaring at him, the man was not angry and smiled instead, and said to his companion around him: "Old Bai, Zhengxiong, what do you think? This kid is a little interesting! I like it!"

The man who was named after the name stood up politely, nodded at Mu Qingshan, and smiled slightly and said, "Hello, little brother, my name is Chu Zhengxiong." This man's voice sounded pleasant and nice, making people feel very friendly.

Mu Qingshan suddenly encountered such courtesy. Before he could come back to his senses, the other party was talking to him. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Just as Mu Qingshan's face was slightly burning and he felt embarrassed, a silver bell-like voice came from his ears and said, "How old are you this year? He is still a child!" The first half of this voice asked Mu Qingshan himself, and the second half turned to ask the village chief.

Mu Qingshan turned his gaze in accordance with the sound, and what caught his eyes was a bright and charming girl, with her eyebrows lightly swept, her cherry red lips and teeth, her hair was tied high into a ponytail tied behind her head, wearing a small military-green vest, her figure was even more staggered and undulating. The most special thing was that the girl also had a pair of blue-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose. In addition to her beauty, her bookish atmosphere was even more scattered.

Mu Qingshan knew that the thing she was wearing was called glasses. It had been worn by teachers in elementary school before, but he had never seen anyone wear it so beautifully.

In an instant, Mu Qingshan's chest thumped for no reason, the world in front of him disappeared, his mind was blank, and only the pair of delicate glasses with a water-blue border were left.

Seeing that the silly boy didn't say a word, he looked at the lesbians there in a daze. The village chief was anxious, coughed twice, and said in a hoarse voice: "My nephew, Qingshan, is already seventeen years old this year, and is not a child. The mountain kid has never seen the world. He is not so stupid in normal times. Maybe he has seen a stranger. Don't blame me! Don't blame me!"

Mu Qingshan was slightly stunned when he heard the village chief's cough and came to his senses. He only felt that this girl was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen when she grew up. For him, it was a throbbing, an impact, and a novel feeling that he had never had before.

At this time, Chu Zhengxiong suddenly stretched out his palm and gently held Ying Qiaoer's little hand as if he was unintentionally but could not resist. Mu Qingshan saw it at first sight, and suddenly his chest was inexplicably blocked. He lowered his head and gently wiped the mud spots on his right calf with the soles of his left foot. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Chu Zhengxiong smiled, let go of Ying Qiaoer's hand and stood up, and said to Mu Qingshan: "Little brother, I heard from the villagers that you are the most familiar with the roads in the mountains. We want to ask you to be a guide. We are going to Yemu Cliff."

When Mu Qingshan heard the three words "Wild Wood Cliff", he suddenly fell silent because Ye Mu Qingshan was the last stop known in the Shennongjia Nature Reserve. Although it has been a tourist attraction for many years, the developed area is only a very small part of the edge of this primitive jungle, and no one has ever entered the large primitive jungle. Ye Mu Qingshan is said to be the final end of what is known at present, and even Mu Qingshan has never been to this place.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingshan shook his head and said, "I won't go!"

As soon as these three words were expressed, the people sitting were stunned. Unexpectedly, they would be rejected by such a young man.

The village chief couldn't hold back and stood up and said, "Qingshan, why are your kids so ignorant? Do you know who Mr. Bai and others are? You helped them get into the mountain once, and when they come back, they are willing to help the village build a road. Do you know the river where you carry cows every day? As long as you lead the way, you can build a bridge on that river!"

Mu Qingshan knew that the village chief would be wrong about him, so he waved his hand in a hurry: "It's not that I won't go, it's because people can't get through Tianlanggou and can't get to Yemu Cliff."

Before the village chief could speak, Chu Zhengxiong came over and took out a map and said to Mu Qingshan: "Is the Tianlang Valley you mentioned here?" There is a small wolf head sign on the map. There is another small road in Tianlang Valley that is Yemu Cliff.

Mu Qingshan couldn't understand the map and nodded in a slight way. When he smelled the fragrance from Chu Zhengxiong, Mu Qingshan felt itchy in his nose. Of course he couldn't smell it, because it was the smell of the BOSS men's perfume.

Mu Qingshan thought for a while and asked, "What are you doing when you go into the mountain?"

Chu Zhengxiong pretended to be heroic and said, "You people in the mountains are really guarded! The village chief has asked just now, and I have a letter of introduction from your province. We went to the mountain this time to find several rare plants and investigate some special geological phenomena.

Mr. Bai is the initiator of this kind of adventure. He is a famous professor of botany in China. This Miss Ying Qiaoer is his disciple. This Mr. Xiao Jun is the security consultant for our event. He was once a special forces officer with a first-class skill and a friend of Mr. Bai. As for me, haha, the sponsor representative of this event, he also serves as the guardian and boyfriend of Miss Ying Qiaoer."

Ying Qiaoer's face turned slightly red, and Gu Zuo said seriously: "Comrade Chu Zhengxiong, please pay attention. We are in business hours now, so please don't talk about personal relationships, okay?"

Chu Zhengxiong pretended to be surprised, but said with a smile on his face: "Oh? I forgot, I'm sorry, I won't be the example!" Chu Zhengxiong undoubtedly belongs to that kind of handsome man, both in terms of appearance and conversation.

Mu Qingshan was put on the side and couldn't speak. Seeing Ying Qiaoer looking at her, she was so scared that she quickly lowered her head. Compared to Mr. Bai, Ying Qiaoer made him dare not look at him face.

In fact, in everyone's eyes, the reason why Mu Qingshan is shy is too obvious. Not to mention a mountain boy like Mu Qingshan, even in a big city, Ying Qiaoer's suitors are constantly coming, from a fifteen-year-old kid to a fifty-five-year-old unshy, the charm of the beauty is unstoppable.

Xiao Jun walked to Mu Qingshan like a dragon walking and tiger walking and asked, "Little brother, what can't you get through Tianlanggou? "

Mu Qingshan had a little fond of this generous and strong man. Seeing him asking a question, he answered honestly: "The single-plank bridge in Tianlang Valley was emptied by insects last year. The ditch is now unable to pass, and only birds can fly over."

Xiao Jun smiled and said, "It's just a single-plank bridge, we can go there!" Although he didn't see with his own eyes how dangerous the Tianlang Valley was, he was very confident because in his imagination, it was not difficult to fly over with the benefits of modern tools.

After Xiao Jun said that, he took out a saber of the Jungle King ATTOR from his back and threw it over, and said with a smile: "I'll give it to you when you meet!"

Mu Qingshan caught the saber and felt that he was heavy in his hand. He gently pulled out half of the blade, and a cold light shone under the light. He had never seen such a good knife before, but this person actually gave it to him easily. A trace of warmth flashed in Mu Qingshan's heart.

Chu Zhengxiong saw this scene casually and felt wary in his heart. You Xiao Jun, you started to win people's hearts as soon as you meet. It's really a good thing. However, Chu Zhengxiong did not take mountain children like Mu Qingshan seriously. Some truths were known to be correct, but Chu Zhengxiong disdained to do it.

Xiao Jun is definitely not as simple as a rough person as he seems. The reason why this person is far-sighted and strives for every help around him as much as possible is that only those who have been in a state of life and death for a long time know that don’t underestimate anyone around you, a thing, many inconspicuous little people and small objects, may save your life in the future.

At this time, Mr. Bai said, "Master Kimura, we will set out tomorrow morning. Don't worry about investing in the village. Even if I, Bai Qiuren, can't come back, my assistant will sign a contract with you to invest three days later. You don't have to worry about this. This child will take the risk of accompanying us into the mountain. I will pay a sum of money to his family. This matter is settled. I don't want any changes when I wake up tomorrow morning."

Chief Kimura nodded repeatedly, but looked like he was reluctant to speak, as if something was difficult to say. Everyone present was full of human spirits, so how could he not see it? Mr. Bai stretched out his finger and knocked on the Eight Immortals table and said, "Captain Kimura, what else do you have to explain?"

Master Kimura sighed and said, "Nothing, nothing, but this kid, you should take good care of him. There is no one in his family, only this seedling is left. His grandfather and old cowherd have been selling cows for this village for the rest of his life. We are all old friends. I also want to watch this kid get married. Please take care of the kid. The old man is here to thank you first!"

The Prime Minister Kimura said these heartfelt words when he was about to come. He thought about it and said it over and over again. These people came to the village, took the provincial approval documents, and were willing to invest in this poor place. This is a big deal for the small mountain village, but going into the mountains to find Yemu Cliff is not a joke. Every few years, an expedition team disappears into the deep mountains and forests. The legend left by his ancestors is that Yemu Cliff is the boundary ridge between humans and savages. Anyone who has passed the boundary will not be able to come back.

The old village chief lived so old and became a virgin. Of course, he could see that except for the beautiful girl, the remaining three men were not ordinary people. If they were to say that they went into the mountains just to collect some plant specimens, the old village chief didn't believe it at all, so the old village chief thought about it and had to recommend Mu Qingshan, a carefree wild boy, to go into the mountains with them.

But when the matter was about to come, the old village chief regretted it a little. Qingshan was also a member of the village. If he couldn't come back, the crime would have to be counted on himself. It's such a sin!

After hearing this, Mr. Bai laughed, took out a credit card from his arms and threw it on the table, and said, "You collect this card. There is some money inside. It's enough for this child to spend half his life. After entering the mountain, I will tell him the withdrawal password and ask you for money when he comes back. It's his reward for taking us into the mountain. This kid fights more this time than you have forever."

Mr. Bai's trick is even more powerful. With a card and a few words, he tied Mu Qingshan and himself tightly together, giving the benefits to the visible future. He couldn't even work hard for him. At the same time, he left hope for the old village chief and revealed a message that the child would definitely come back.

These three men all said hello to Mu Qingshan in their own way, but in Mu Qingshan's mind, the knife in his hand was more realistic. Although Chu Zhengxiong was kind-hearted, he obviously did not take Mu Qingshan seriously. Mr. Bai's promise might have a great shock to the village chief. For Mu Qingshan, he didn't know what a bank card was. He had never seen an ATM before, so how could he have a concept of this kind of thing?

The old village chief sighed and waved his hand and said, "Nephew Qingshan, you haven't had any food yet. Go to the kitchen and ask your aunt to cook for you. Tonight you will rest at your uncle's place and live in the same house with Xiaopang. You can take them into the mountain tomorrow morning."

Mu Qingshan nodded and walked through the front hall to the kitchen. The village chief kept him for dinner. After a while, he would help their family chop some more bundles of firewood. Although Mu Qingshan is young, he does not want to owe others the benefits.

After Mu Qingshan left, the few people sitting in the front hall seemed to lack interest in talking. They politely exchanged greetings and went back to their rooms to rest.

That night, Xiaopang hugged Mu Qingshan's jungle Wang Jundao so excited that he tossed and turned around and couldn't sleep, as if he was the one who was going to enter the mountain tomorrow. Mu Qingshan didn't feel much. For him, he thought it was very simple, just to lead a way into the mountain, which would take two and a half days to walk.
Chapter completed!