"Is it here?" Qin Yin first questioned.
Baomu quickly lowered his head and looked at the navigation, "It should be right here. If you go further along this road, it will be the road up the mountain... Look, isn't that Miaomiao's hotel! The one we stayed at Home!"
What Baomu was pointing to was a gray-white flat-roofed building at the end of the road. It seemed more like a ruin than a building.
Like other buildings here, they are all in ruins.
"Has this place been abandoned by Feng Wu?..." Baomu looked at the dilapidated buildings that passed before their eyes.
Tall, short, black, white and black...
"Actually, this is understandable," the fool said while slowing down the car and turning his head. "After all, there are dead people, suicides, and burning mountains. No tourist attraction can resist these..."
"That's what it is," Baomu sighed in distress, "At least... I thought there would be at least one or two small stores that would allow us to restock."
The fool parked the car on the side of the road, turned to the Taoist priest, and asked, "Shall we get out of the car?"
Xiaolan lowered the window and breathed in the air.
The smell of green grass.
"No need," the Taoist priest shook his head slowly, "just go up the mountain."
This place has nothing to do with Fire Lotus Mountain.
They stopped here for a quick lunch and then continued their journey.
Going up from here, the mountain road becomes more and more desolate. The narrow cement road is torn apart, and lush weeds grow in the cracks. The weeds on both sides of the road are as tall as a person.
Gradually reach the end of the cement road.
Unexpectedly, a black car appeared at the end.
"Taoist!" Qin Yin was the first to shout, "There is someone!"
"I saw."
The Taoist priest sat on his seat and looked sideways at the black car.
"Oh," the fool cautiously parked their car on the side of the road, "it's still a Porsche."
Xiaolan has heard of this car name and it seems to be a very expensive car.
They carried their respective packages, took Zhang Boyin with them, got out of the car, and locked the door.
"There is no one in the car." The fool walked to the luxury car in front and took a look inside. "Is he here for a trip? No way..."
"Is it possible that it is an abandoned car?" Qin Yin said.
"A brand new abandoned Porsche?" The fool chuckled, "Unless you have too much money to burn."
"So the owner of the car is on the mountain now?" Xiaolan asked.
So far it seems like this.
"It won't have much impact, right?" Qin Yin fastened the buckles on both sides of the schoolbag to his chest, "They do their thing, and we do ours. We might not even be able to touch such a big mountain."
"I hope so."
The mountain road has long since disappeared, and now it is covered with tall grass everywhere. Among the dense weeds, everyone discovered the path that Porsche and his team took up the mountain - there was a patch of grass that was crushed.
Without much hesitation, everyone chose the same path. After all, they no longer had to mow the grass themselves, so the advantage was not in vain.
"But..." the fool who opened the road muttered, "this road is somewhat similar to the road we took up the mountain before."
Qin Yin looked around and said, "It's the same one."
"I don't know..."
They walked along that road, walked and walked...
The further we go, the worse things get.
Sure enough, before long, they were lost.
"I should have known better not to follow them," the fool complained as he stared at the dial of the compass that was moving around. "It's terrible, the compass seems to be broken as well."
At this moment, they were in the depression between the two peaks. Looking around, they saw exactly the same scenery all around. Black clouds were pressing toward the peaks and the foot of the mountains, and the air was filled with the suffocating smell of the eve of a rainstorm.
"It's not like they asked you to follow them, how can you blame them?" Qin Yin rolled his eyes at the fool, "Where's Baomu? Baomu, come here and have a smell... If you want me to say that I have to leave it to Baomu to lead the way, Wood."
Bao Mu, an expert in guiding the way, stood on tiptoes and tried to smell the surroundings.
"Do you smell the smell of Lianshui Village?"
"Lianshui Village?" Baomu frowned, "No, not at all."
"Lianshui Village has been burned down, how can there be any smell left?" the fool said impatiently.
"But I smell...well...it's the scent of other people," Baomu raised his hand and pointed forward, "It's right in front, not far."
Everyone looked at each other.
The smell of Porsche.
Xiaolan thought that the current situation was a bit strange. When they saw strangers coming into the mountains, they were shocked at first, and then prayed not to run into them. Then what they did was to follow the mountain roads opened by others and enter the mountains. .
Moreover, they were still approaching the group.
Didn’t you agree not to run into them?
"Taoist Priest," Xiao Lan jogged a few steps to catch up with the Taoist Priest in front of him, "Why do we want to find those people?"
Taoist Priest Pluto thought for a while, then said, "Because we are lost."
Is this a good reason?
"So we're going to get help?"
Xiaolan felt it was incredible, so incredible that it was embarrassing.
"Help," the wry smile on Taoist Master's face faded slightly, "and some advice."
"advice?"
"Um."
Wen Ling was weak and had already walked so hard that stars were in her eyes. Seeing her appearance, Qin Yin suggested to rest where she was for a while.
The wind was blowing loudly before the rain. The Taoist priest raised his head to test the wind. He led everyone to a cliff and started repair work against the cliff.
Wen Ling quickly collapsed on the cliff, squinting his eyes and breathing weakly.
"Eat something." Xiaolan handed her a piece of chocolate.
It took Wenling a while before she had the strength to raise her hand to take the chocolate. She tore open the wrapping paper, put the dark brown chocolate into her mouth, and started chewing.
The eyes also opened little by little.
Xiaolan took a big gulp of water, and several other people were busy dealing with their own affairs. At this time, Wen Ling suddenly spoke up.
"Um?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on it. Wen Ling had his back to them, half-crouching beside the cliff, holding a bunch of tender green mistletoe with both hands, not knowing what he was doing.
"What's wrong?" The Taoist priest put down the water glass.
Wen Ling turned her head and poked the cliff with her finger, "Door."
"Door? What do you mean?" The fool came over, "Is this cliff a door?"
It seems that everyone has mastered the method of deciphering the spirit-asking code.
Everyone came closer, Luo Jiutian glanced at Baomu, "Can you smell it?"
Baomu frowned and shook his head.
Wen Ling also shook his head vigorously, "Inside!"
She pointed to the stone wall again.
Xiaolan blinked, "Is there a door inside the stone wall?"
Right this time.
But the problem is...
Everyone looked at each other.
"Are we going to blow up this stone wall?"
"Just blowing up the stone wall is actually not a problem," Luo Jiutian looked at the mountain peak in front of him, "The problem is, if that happens, the mountain will collapse."
