Early the next morning, Xiaohua found a leather car and drove it. The back compartment was filled with various professional facilities, as well as some equipment specially customized for the destination.
After a simple breakfast, a few people drove a pickup truck out of Tianfu city and onto the highway.
It is worth mentioning that when Wu Xie woke up this morning, his face looked pale, as if he had worn foundation.
I struggled with the toilet all night and almost couldn't sleep at all.
Wu Xie swore that even now, his butt is still aching!
"I've warned you before. You grew up in Hangzhou and are used to bland tastes. You will definitely not be able to stand the taste of Sichuan."
Hu Ming smiled teasingly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit one for himself.
Xiaohua also studied under Yue Hong and has learned singing for more than ten years. Protecting his voice is a basic operation and he will never smoke.
Tobacco, alcohol, and spicy products are all more or less harmful to the vocal cords.
For Xiaohua, being a tomb robber is the profession of her ancestors, and being the head of the Jie family is just a part-time job.
Wu Xie bit his toothbrush and glanced at Dahua. I knew very well that Dahua paid attention to the outside because of the matter of solving the ring.
Wu Xie grinned and said nothing more.
That evening, before we even retreated to the mountainous area, we got in the car and changed into the off-road vehicle with better performance prepared by Dahua, and officially drove back to the mountain road.
In the previous process, the road was in good condition and the car could drive and retreat, but it was only possible to retreat without a motorcycle.
"Based on the known information, we speculate that this cave should be in the middle and lower section of the cliff, very low!"
The missing equipment was loaded under the motorcycle and the convoy continued to retreat along the mountain road.
In a tolerant sense, taste only includes sour, sweet, bitter, salty, and spicy. Spicy is actually a sense of pain!
Cha Rong looked at the cliff that reached the top and penetrated deep into the clouds, and said in a serious voice.
"Well, chili peppers are the devil!"
Hu Ming asked seriously.
At this time, the car stopped at the edge of the mountainous road. One step further to the side was a bottomless abyss. The view behind was extremely bad and there was no obstruction at all.
"Has he been there before?"
During this period, they passed two or eight villages, each of which had no wealthy people. They supplied supplies along the way until, on the eighth day, the convoy came to a distant cliff.
Walking along the root of the cliff, I soon discovered that there were caves under the cliff, one after another, and some places were extremely sparse.
"There is no Guozhuang outside every Qiang people's home. It doesn't look like an eight-legged pot."
When they were in Qisi City, Dahua thoughtfully informed Hu Ming about some things that had happened half a century later. Over the past few days, the relationship between the two of them had become much closer, and they were so different again.
The dark green, which represents vitality, and the snow-white, which represents the unique skills of life, are contradictory yet harmoniously intertwined. The mist is shrouded and the beauty is intoxicating.
"We call it Ximi. There is an iron pot hanging under Ximi, and there is a bonfire on top. This is a fire that lasts for tens of thousands of years. It will be extinguished forever. It will be the fire that spreads after tens of thousands of years from the fire given to us by our God of Fire."
As a lover of spicy food, Wu Xie couldn't be more vague. Chili peppers are really not addictive for people who hate eating them.
"That's not Qiguniang Mountain, also known as the Alps of the East!"
At the end, and at the beginning of the story, the rubbing of the Warring States silk scrolls that Hu Ming got from Xiao Jinya’s watch was one of the Warring States silk scrolls unearthed there!
"Besides, Uncle Ming, you know, that spicy food is so addictive. It has a special kind of magic power. I obviously can't stand it, but it's like a tempting devil, tempting me to eat it again and again..."
That's where the "smallest tomb robbery in history" took place!
Unfortunately, the time was ripe at this time, and Dahua had no chance to go deep into Qiguniang Mountain.
Dahua has already prepared those things to break.
Of course, from the beginning to the end, Lao Jin knew what the people from the four gates were digging for. Of course, I also planned to delve into what was going on outside!
For a moment, the atmosphere outside the car became quiet. Several people were either staring at the car or closing their eyes to relax.
Wu Xie shrugged his shoulders and said with satisfaction.
"You call it Miss Seven. The area there is full of Qiang people and Tibetans. There are very few Qiang people in the place you are going to. Remember, you have to sit under our threshold and touch our octagon."
"...Then I didn't know that Sichuan and Shu people have such strong tastes."
Until the early morning of the seventh day, seven continuous snow-capped mountains appeared in front of everyone.
Dahua smiled at Charong.
At night, they took turns driving all the way.
Taking advantage of the short break, the Sichuan and Shu man continued to introduce the mountain range.
Hu Ming curiously asked his childhood sweetheart.
It is worth mentioning that back then, Lao Jin was invited to participate in the smallest tomb robbing event in history when he was in the antique appraisal and ancient book translation professions, which had not yet created a big reputation.
Among the continuous green mountains, seven towering pure white snow-capped mountains lie in front of it.
"It's a pity that because it's so safe, there are very few details about what happened outside. The old lady also went down there back then. She only knows that the location is outside, but the specific location of this cave is unknown."
Dahua's guy introduced it in a serious voice in Sichuan dialect.
"You bought a hundred or so sheep to bring me out."
"No, does he regret this? Did he eat like that last time he came to Tianfu?"
"It's a long story, it's something about yourself...he will want to know."
"That's Miss, that's Seventh Sister, Eighth Sister, and this is Yaomei. Yaomei is the youngest and most beautiful, eight thousand meters tall."
Many years later, Dahua had been there before.
"So, this fire is very sacred. You will have no friends in the future. If you spit outside the fire, then..."
"What is an octagon?"
"It's too late, just do your work as you like!"
Obviously, I had already explored the route and made full preparations based on the actual situation.
It includes a complete set of silk books from the Warring States Period, as well as the key to the small door of the Zhang family’s ancient building!
Fine!
After thinking for a while, Hu Ming nodded and said seriously.
Wu Xie bared his teeth and twisted his body under the seat, adjusting to a suitable sitting position.
"I regret it, but I will continue to eat!"
"According to the information provided by the old lady, it's not like that.
Back then, many secrets were unearthed in a secret cave at the top of that mountain.
Singing is his favorite thing and his main occupation!
Dahua squatted on the edge of the cliff and said while brushing his teeth.
