1705. Chapter 1705 Journey to the West of the State 2
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She told Yang Zimei the essentials of flying a plane.
Yang Zimei has an excellent memory and has been observing and practicing for a long time before, so it is easy to get started. He personally controls the plane and soars into the sky. The feeling is very wonderful, as if he is flying above everything.
Of course, this feeling is not as wonderful as the feeling of sitting on her golden dragon.
Sitting on the golden dragon, you can face the ups and downs of the wind and do whatever you want, as if you can fly.
It's a pity that in this world, she can't use the golden dragon as a flying object at will. If she doesn't want to be regarded as an alien for research, she has no choice but to fly this cumbersome aircraft.
However, she mentally prepared Xiao Jiujiu to go to a deserted place like Zhouxi. She and Long Zhutian would fly together on a golden dragon. The feeling should be more mysterious than being alone, right?
I get excited just thinking about it.
After spending a whole day, we finally flew to a flat land in the west of the state not far from the ancient tomb, and stopped the plane.
Everyone stepped out of the plane, stretched out, and wanted to breathe in the fresh air around them, but found that the air here seemed to have been roasted by fire, with a burning smell.
The surrounding plants were withered and yellow, and the land was dry and cracked, making it even more uncomfortable under the scorching sun.
"Have we arrived at the Flame Mountain?"
Long Zhuiyue muttered, "Why are you so hot?"
For this, Yang Zimei had long been mentally prepared, because the master had already told her that the ground around the ancient tomb began to change, becoming dry, and everything died.
If she hadn't passed the flames in Huangcun, she might feel strange.
Now I looked at it with my eyes open, and saw the flames floating in the sky. It was obvious that it was just an enlarged version of the flames.
She found the key point to break the game at a glance.
What's more, with Snow Lake here, it will be even easier to break the situation.
Yang Zimei called Guan Feng and told him their current location.
In less than an hour, Guan Feng, Zhuge and his grandson arrived together.
Seeing Grandpa Zhuge and the others, Yang Zimei was still sweating.
She remembered to ask Long Zhuiyue to inform Guan Feng, but she forgot to inform Zhuge Yue and the others.
When I got the mahogany plaque from someone else, I vowed to invite them to explore the ancient tomb together, but I forgot.
Fortunately, Guan Feng did not forget to call them.
"How did this place become like this? I remember that when I came here, it was still green mountains and green waters, and everything was lush."
Grandpa Zhuge looked at the mountains in front of him, which were withered and yellow and a bit miserable, as if they had been set on fire, and said.
"Father, when I came here more than ten years ago, it was still green water and green mountains. Maybe there were some changes in the climate and the surface, which caused long-term drought here and the weather is like a furnace."
Zhuge Mingzhu spoke up.
"Uncle, it's not like this."
Yang Zimei looked at Grandpa Zhuge, "Grandpa, do you know about the Flame Bureau?"
"Fire Bureau?"
Grandpa Zhuge looked around as if he had been enlightened.
Although he has opened his yin and yang eyes, he does not have the celestial eyes like Yang Zimei, who can clearly see changes in the breath.
As he watched, he weighed it in his mind, and finally nodded as if he had enlightened himself, "Yes, this place was caused by the Flame Bureau! It is really disappointing that such a desperate situation, which is rare in the ages, would appear here.