The passengers parked at the school gate, and the students in the senior high school started getting on the bus one after another, including the girls' happy laughter and the chatter of the male classmates.

Long Sheyue and Dai Qingqing each carried a small bag, held each other's arms, got in the car while talking and laughing, and then sat in front of Fang Ping'an.

Fang Ping'an stared at a pair of dead fish eyes and subconsciously leaned against the back of the chair.

According to the convention that wherever Long Sheyue appears, there will be troubles. Fang Ping'an feels that this team building will likely add to his experience value that has already reached the bottom.

It's a good thing.

Who raises a cat? Meow route is not clear about what's going on, but this does not prevent her from learning Fang Ping'an's expression, drooping her eyelids and shrinking backwards.

The guest started slowly.

After the passenger drove a distance, the head teacher stood up from the passenger passenger co-pilot, walked to the front door of the bus, helped the handrail, and said to the students who had already sat in the passenger: "Everyone is quiet for a while, the teacher, now I will reiterate the destination of our trip again, that is, Qingliang Mountain not far from our Dongxia City."

"The trend of Qingliang Mountain is in line with the trend of hazy mountains that are well-known in Dongxia City. It is continuous all the way, with beautiful scenery and clear sea water. It is one of the few coastal peaks in the country. There are also comments such as the sky and the clouds are high, which is not as good as the cool fog."

When the head teacher said this, he turned his head and looked at the sun outside the car window and continued: "Because Qingliang Mountain rises along the coast, whenever the sun shines, the sea water will fog. At that time, cotton-white sea fog covers the mountain. No matter how hot the weather is, Qingliang Mountain will be cool and even a little cold. This is also the origin of Qingliang Mountain's name, and it is also the reason why the teacher reminds everyone to prepare more thick coats."

Fang Ping'an turned his head and quietly looked at the scenery outside the car window, with some memories in his heart, then stretched out his fingers to draw horizontal and vertical lines on the car window.

A total of two were drawn.

One is seventeen, the other is nineteen.

Before he traveled through time, he was not weak in Go, but because he had no opponents around him, he was too lazy to play again after being bored.

Once, Fang Ping'an was really bored and participated in two competitions at his own expense. Once in China, he won a title called Tianyuan, and once in Japan, the same title called Throne.

Thinking about it now, Fang Ping'an felt that these two titles seemed useless.

Three hours later.

The three large passengers began to slow down to prepare for entering the mountain road.

Although it is a mountain road, it is actually a concrete floor, but the road is quite narrow and it is a mountain road. Even if you are a master who has been driving for more than ten years, you should be careful when driving.

"Wow, look over there, it's so beautiful!"

"What are the plants planted in those terraced fields? A large green area is so beautiful."

"I know that it is a tea tree, which is considered a specialty in Dongxia City. It is called herbal tea. My grandfather buys some for drinking every year."

"You can see the sea water here, it is blue and blue. The white mist rising from the sea is also very sensational, as if it is a fairyland."

The students were chattering in the car, pointing happily at a place outside the car window and discussing. Long Sheyue and Dai Qingqing sat in the front row, each taking out their phones and turning on the camera, intending to record a video.

Meow Luyou was already asleep, but at this time it turned sideways slightly, with a claw covering his face, and took a deep breath, obviously awakening.

Fang Ping'an also leaned against his seat and closed his eyes to rest. He heard the students' discussions, opened his eyes slightly, turned his head and looked out the window.

The mountain road is built around Qingliang Mountain. At this time, the passengers are halfway through the distance, so they are halfway up the mountain. From here, you can directly see the sea water at the foot of the mountain and the terraces reclaimed on the side of Qingliang Mountain.

The sea water is blue and the terraced fields are green.

The vegetation on Qingliang Mountain is lush, and large patches of pink and white colors are spread out. Accompanied by the crisp bird singing in the mountains, Fang Ping'an feels amazing.

After another half an hour, the guest finally stopped in front of a huge stone arch with three words hanging on it.

Qingliang Town.

As the passenger stopped, the class teachers of each class led their students out of the car and gathered in front of Qingliang Town.

The head teachers of each class roughly introduced the trends of Qingliang Mountain and attractions worth visiting to the students one by one. After repeatedly reminding them to avoid going into the water and pay attention to safety, all students started to move freely.

Fang Ping'an stood in the crowd and listened silently to the head teacher's speech. Miao Luyou was yawning, squatting on the ground with some boredom, looking at the sea water in the distance in the town in a daze.

As the head teacher said that he was free to move, a group of young men and women suddenly scattered, and ran around in groups of three or five.

Fang Ping'an pursed his dry lips, turned around and looked up at the stone arch behind him, the three handwritings carved on the white marble.

The font skeleton is vigorous and powerful, but overall it looks a little lazy.

Fang Ping'an subconsciously shook his head, muttered to himself with a sound, "It's obvious that it's from a master..."

Meow Rouyou was still squatting on the ground and staring at the sea in the distance, and Fang Ping'an turned around. It only came to his senses after four or five seconds. He ran behind him in two or three steps, and then jumped hard to Fang Ping'an's shoulder.

Meow Luyou turned his head and looked at Fang Ping'an with a sigh expression. He was a little curious and asked in a voice: "Fang Qiuqian, what's wrong?"

Fang Ping'an shook his head, did not speak, but took a step and walked straight into Qingliang Town.

It is early summer now, and it is a good time for everything to grow and relax and travel. I can’t see anything outside Qingliang Town, but when I enter the town, it’s a completely different scene.

The square brick street leads to the west end. The wide street is lined with various stalls, including small souvenirs, snacks and snacks.

Snacks like spicy crayfish, candied haws, fresh coconuts, etc.

Souvenirs are wooden crafts, quickstains, flutes, wooden rulers, exquisitely packaged herbal tea, etc.

It is a bit strange to say, but it is absolutely abundance of varieties.

Fang Ping'an walked all the way and finally stopped in front of a small wonton stew shop. It was nothing, but the name of this shop seemed quite chewy to Fang Ping'an.

Instead of erecting a sign in front of the door, the shop hangs a large piece of crooked chopping wood on the door lintel, which reads: Xiyan is natural.

Fang Ping'an suddenly smiled. He looked up at the sky and looked at the sea fog in the sky. He remembered that there seemed to be a Taoist temple in Qingliang Mountain, which was also a scenic spot.

Miao Luyou squatted on his shoulder silly, looked at the plaque of the shop along Fang Ping'an's gaze, curled his lips, muttered himself that it was so ugly, his taste was very poor, and so on.

Ignoring the scattered thoughts that Meow Route was in his ears, Fang Ping'an stepped directly into the shop.

The shop owner is a young man in his early twenties. He was lying on a rocking chair, yawning, slowly swaying with the amplitude of the chair, looking drowsy.

Seeing this, Fang Ping'an deliberately lightened his pace, and then suddenly shouted loudly: "Boss, come a large portion of wonton stew!!"

The shop owner was shocked and jumped up from the rocking chair. After a while, he came to his senses. Only afterwards did the young man look at Fang Ping'an after realizing it and asked, "Eat?"

Fang Ping'an nodded, "A bowl of big wontons."

There is no reason to not accept business.

The young boss squeezed out a smile on his face, nodded and said ok, and then strode towards the kitchen. In fact, the young boss was thinking about whether to add a few saliva to Fang Ping'an's bowl of wonton stew.

The sound just now almost scared me to death.

When the young boss entered the kitchen, Fang Ping'an did not wait in the hotel, but walked directly to the shop.

After walking out of the shop, Fang Ping'an picked up a remote path, confirmed that there was no surveillance around, and directly opened Xiao Fengdu and released the suppressed Bingyi Hebo.

After He Bo came out, he looked around and didn't say much, but just spread his hands at Fang Ping'an.

Fang Ping'an looked at He Bo who was spreading his hands at him and took out the gun for a moment and handed it to him.

He Bo caught the smoke gun with one hand, and the other hand was still spreading it towards Fang Ping'an, which was obvious.

Fang Ping'an had a gloomy face and stared at He Bo, and his back teeth were almost broken.

Fang Ping'an asked in disappointment: "Can you not give me it? After all, saving you made me lose everything. What's the point of saving you? You have to be ashamed. How about the string of rosary beads as medical expenses? I think this is quite reasonable."

He Bo smoked a cigarette gun, swallowed the clouds and fog, and smiled brightly. He pointed the cigarette gun at Meow Route and said with a smile: "No, we all follow you, it doesn't matter whether you want shame or not. After all, there is an old saying that is good, called Shangliang Buzheng..."

Miao Luyou's eyes lit up and he hurriedly answered: "The lower beam is crooked!"
Chapter completed!