Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 625

   "Is this here?" Qin Yin first questioned.

Baomu quickly lowered his head and glanced at the navigation, "It should be here. Going up this road is the way up the mountain... Look, isn't that the hotel of Miao Miao's house! The one we stayed in? Home!"

  Baomu refers to a gray-white flat-roofed building at the end of the road. It seems more like a ruin than a building.

  Like other buildings here, they are all turned into ruins.

  "Has this place been abandoned by Fengwu?..." Baomu looked at the dilapidated buildings passing by them.

  High and short, black, black, white and white...

  "Actually, this is understandable," the idiot said while turning his head to the side while slowing down. "After all, it is dead, suicide, and mountain burning. What tourist attractions, you can't help it..."

   "That's what I said," Baomu sighed distressedly, "At least...I thought there would be at least one or two small shops that would allow us to replenish goods."

  The fool parked the car on the side of the road, turned his head and asked Mr. Xiang, "Shall we get off?"

   Xiaolan dropped down the car window, breathing the air here.

  The breath of green grass.

   "No," the Taoist chief shook his head slowly, "Go straight up the mountain."

  It has nothing to do with Huolian Mountain.

  They stopped here for a brief lunch. After the meal, the trip continued.

  Go up from here, the mountain road will become more and more bleak, the originally not wide cement road is torn apart, vigorous weeds grow in the cracks, and the weeds on both sides of the road are as tall as people.

  Gradually came to the end of the concrete road.

  Unexpectedly, at the end, a black car appeared.

  "Daoist!" Qin Yin was the first to shout out, "Someone!"

"I saw."

  Dao Master 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, it seems to be a very expensive car.

  They carried their parcels on their backs, took the dazed Zhang Boyin, got out of the car, and locked the door.

   "There is no one in the car," the idiot walked to the luxury car in front and glanced in the car. "Will it be a tourist? No..."

  "Is it possible that it is an abandoned car?" Qin Yin said.

  "A brand-new abandoned Porsche?" The fool laughed, "Unless it's the money that burns so much."

  "So the owner of the car is on the mountain now?" Xiaolan asked.

  It looks like this at present.

   "It doesn't matter much," Qin Yin tied the buckles on both sides of the schoolbag to his chest, "They play with them, we **** us, we might not even touch such a big mountain."

   "Hope."

  The mountain road has long disappeared, and now there are tall grasses everywhere. Among the dense weeds, everyone found the trail of Porsche and his party going up the mountain—a piece of grass was overwhelmed.

  Everyone did not hesitate much, so they chose the same path. After all, there was no need to mow the grass by themselves.

   "But..." The opener muttered, "This road is a bit like the road we used to go up the mountain."

  Qin Yin glanced around, "It's the same one."

   "I don't know wow..."

  They walked and walked along that road, and walked and walked...

  The more you go, the more things go wrong.

  Sure enough, it didn’t take long for them to get lost.

   "I knew I wouldn't follow them," the fool complained, staring at the jumbled dial of the compass, "absolutely, the compass seems to be broken too."

  At this moment, they were in the depression between the two mountain peaks. Looking around, they were surrounded by exactly the same scenery. Dark clouds were pressing toward the mountain peaks and the foot of the mountain, and the air was full of the suffocating smell of the eve of the rainstorm.

"You didn't ask you to follow them, so you can still blame others?" Qin Yin gave a foolish look, "Where is Baomu? Baomu, come and smell it... If I want to lead the way, I still have to hand it over to Bao. Wood."

  Guide the way expert Baomu stood on his toes and worked hard 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?" the fool said impatiently.

  "But I can smell...um...it's someone else's smell," Baomu raised his finger to the front, "just ahead, not far away."

  Everyone looked at each other.

  The taste of Porsche.

How did Xiaolan think that the current situation was a bit strange. They were shocked when they saw strangers coming in the mountains, and then they prayed not to run into them. Then their approach was to follow the mountain roads that others had opened up and enter the mountains. NS.

  Furthermore, they are still approaching the group.

   Didn’t you say yes, don’t touch them?

   "Daoist," Xiaolan trot a few steps, catching up with the leader in front of him, "Why are we looking for those people?"

  Dao Chang Mingshen meditated for a while, and said, "Because we are lost."

  Is there a good reason for this?

   "So we are going to ask for help?"

  Xiaolan finds it incredible, incredibly embarrassing.

   "For help," the bitter smile on the Taoist's face narrowed slightly, "There is advice."

  "Advice?"

"Um."

  Was the spiritual physique weak, and she was already walking away from Venus. Seeing her appearance, Qin Yin suggested to rest on the spot for a while.

  The wind blew up before the rain, and the Taoist head raised his head to try the wind letter, and led everyone to the edge of a cliff, and started the repair work leaning on the cliff.

  Wen Ling quickly collapsed on the cliff, squeezing his eyes, gasping weakly.

   "Let's eat something." Xiaolan handed her a piece of chocolate.

It took a long time for Wenling to raise her hand to take the chocolate. She tore off the wrapping paper, put the dark brown chocolate in her mouth, and chewed.

  My eyes also opened a little bit.

   Xiaolan gobbled up the water, and several other people were busy dealing with their own affairs. At this moment, Wen Ling on the side suddenly said.

"Ok?"

  Everyone gathered their eyes, and asked Ling with his back to them, half squatting beside the cliff, holding a bunch of tender green mistletoe with both hands, not knowing what he was doing.

  "What's the matter?" The Taoist chief put down the water glass.

  Wen Ling turned her head, poked her finger at the cliff wall, "Door."

   "Door? What do you mean?" The fool came over, "Is this cliff a door?"

  It seems that everyone has mastered the deciphering method of Wenling Code.

  Everyone came over, Luo Jiutian glanced at Baomu, "Can you smell it?"

  Baomu twisted his eyebrows 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 in the stone wall?"

  That's right this time.

  But the problem is...

  Everyone looked at each other.

   "Do we want to blast this stone wall?"

   "Just blasting the rock wall is not a problem," Luo Jiutian looked at the mountain in front of him, "The problem is, in that case, the mountain would collapse."

  (End of this chapter)