Just After Being Bitten By General Than, Old Ho Called Me To Rob The Grave

Lao Hu smiled at the people: "We are poured... We are not from the Museum of Natural History, but we want to catch some rare butterflies near the Snake River here, so where should we get off the bus? The

tea seller smiled and pointed to the hill in front of him: "It's not far away, turn this col and you'll arrive, and it just so happens that I'm going to go over there to collect tea, so you can just get off with me."

Lao Hu glanced at it, although the mountain looked very close, but who knows how long it will take to go around in this ravine, and it is about to pass, so the front of the car turns and plunges into the ravine.

The winding mountain road is like this, sometimes you have to go around several times on a mountain to get out, and the mountain road here has eighteen bends.

A few people were staring at the mountain in the distance, when suddenly the car jolted, and then shook violently.

The fat man screamed as if he had killed a pig: "What's the matter,!" I'll go, Lao Hu save me! I don't want to die yet..."

The passengers in the car also followed the chaos, some people said that they saw that they were crushed to death, Lao Hu and Shirley Yang stuck their heads out of the window to look, Yu Qi'an remembered that this was a pressure on the maid.

Turning around and getting out of the car, the driver was also jumping out of the car, seeing the green marks on the wheels, scolding and scolding the insects crawling with his feet.

Yu Qi'an took a few steps forward and came to the maid, where the dense white worms were tumbling, so disgusting, he took out a few bottles from his trouser pocket and poured them down on the insects in different parts.

After a while, the bugs stopped rolling and didn't move, yes, but on the whole, dichlorvos worked best on this thing.

Back in the car, Lao Hu and Shirley Yang both looked at Yu Qi'an curiously: "What are you going to do?"

Yu Qi'an raised the bottle in his hand: "It's okay, just try the effect of pesticides."

Shirley Yang said: "You see that the stone maid statue is a product of the imitation of the Han Dynasty, could it be a product of the period of the king sacrifice?"

Lao Hu nodded: "I look like it, but how can this stone maid be a shell, how can there be so many insects in it, the shell is crushed by the car and it is difficult to identify." Several

people were very uneasy, looking at the nearby hills, and encountering this strangeness before they arrived at the place undoubtedly cast a shadow on the whole trip.

Tea sellers are accustomed to it: "This kind of stone maid drinks a lot on this side of Shalong Mountain, and it is buried in the mountain, and sometimes it will occasionally be exposed when it catches up with landslides, and it is full of fat maggots."

Some people say it's an ancient humanoid coffin, but it's all rumors, and no one knows what the real purpose is, but the locals hate it.

Once this kind of thing appears, it indicates illness and death, and we are also unlucky to encounter this kind of thing. In a few days, I will go to the Jade Emperor Pavilion to ask for a peace silver talisman. A

few people took this opportunity to chat, the tea seller chatted with Yu Qi'an and a few people about the local customs, and Lao Hu asked him about the terrain and news of Shalong Mountain.

According to the tea sellers, this Shalong Mountain is rarely visited by locals, there are many poisonous insects and poisonous fog in it, mosquitoes breed, the valley is humid and stuffy, and the miasma does not disperse all year round, even if the locals go in, they will disappear, and no one wants to go after a long time.

After chatting and chatting, they got off at the place where they got off the bus, and in addition to Yu Qi'an and the tea seller, there were also two local women, a thirty-year-old with a child on his back, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old who got off at this point.

Tea sellers say that the mountain roads are rugged and sparsely populated, so it is the local rule to help each other in groups.

Yu Qi'an and the others did not deliberately violate local customs, and they heard that this woman had opened an inn at the foot of Shalong Mountain, which was just right to settle down, so they entered the mountain together.

It is very inconvenient for these two women to carry a lot of things with their children and carry them, which is also because they live in the deep mountains, and it is not easy to go out, so they can buy enough things at one time.

Lao Hu and the fat man took the initiative to carry forward their style to help carry a little, and Yu Qi'an and Shirley Yang were not idle, so the relationship between the few people was also closer.

After walking for more than two hours, I finally arrived at the Caiyun Inn at the foot of Shalong Mountain.

Lao Hu and the fat man were also tired and out of breath, this large pile of equipment really made the two of them unbearable, the fat man waved his hand: "No, no, if I carry so many things on my back to climb Shalong Mountain, I will have to die of exhaustion."

We're either going to lose some of our gear, or we're going to find a way to climb the mountain, or I'll not be able to keep up.

Lao Hu also took a breath: "The things you are carrying are not more than one-third of the small surplus and you are tired, if you can't do it, just wait for us in the inn and don't go." The

peacock ran over curiously: "On the way, you said that you wanted to go into Shalong Mountain to catch big butterflies?" What is there to catch in this butterfly? Lao

Hu talked to each other, what catch butterflies for foreigners to have a long experience, earn foreign exchange or something, a bunch of words made the little girl who had never gone out confused.

The tea seller on the side was surprised when he heard it: "According to what you say, I don't want to go to collect tea and go with you to catch butterflies, this butterfly is really so rare and valuable?"

Shirley Yang snickered there, the fat man only had the strength to pant at this time, or he would brag to ensure that no one would come back, of course, he bragged that others knew it was fake when they heard it, unlike Lao Hu, who was half-true and half-truthed and frightened the tea collectors.

Lao Hu touched his nose embarrassedly: "That's not what I said, this thing is rare and expensive, if we catch one, everyone looks rare, if we catch too much, it will be worthless."

This is a one-pole business, unlike you who sell tea is a long-term livelihood, and contribute to the four modernizations, regardless of high and low, we are all contributing to the country.

This good tea is also a good thing that is exported to the world, and foreigners also like it..."

Peacock said with a smile: "A few big brothers, if you want to go to Shalong Mountain, you don't necessarily have to go over this big mountain, there is a tunnel under this Shalong Mountain, you can put a row through the bottom."

But it seems to be haunted over there, and there are a lot of dead people, so you have to be careful.

Lao Hu and the fat man's eyes lit up when they heard this, although the legend was haunted, it really didn't have much deterrent power for them who often came and went in the ancient tombs.

On the contrary, climbing the snowy mountain is a fatal job, and just wanted to find the peacock to continue to inquire, Caiyun came to call everyone to eat.

At the dinner table, Lao Hu asked for the details of the cave, and the peacock looked at the proprietress hesitantly.

The proprietress was also grateful to a few people for helping her get things on the way: "There are indeed many caves like spider webs at the bottom of this Shalong Mountain, and legend has it that they were all dug by the ancestors in ancient times.

In the past, there were rebellious bandits fighting the officers and soldiers inside, and the officers and soldiers sent people to find them, but later the officers and soldiers directly built all the holes to death, and trapped all the people inside alive.

Therefore, when people go to the cave, they can often hear the cry of despair coming from inside the mountain.

Of course, this is just a legend, as for which dynasty the cave was built in, and what is the use, everyone really does not know. "