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Two days later, on the long-distance sleeper bus to Xi'an, Wu Xie and Chen Hao, the three of them were lying side by side on the sleeper, eating melon seeds and chatting.

Originally, they planned to fly to Xi'an by plane, but they brought too many contraband items and could not pass the security check. In the end, they had to choose this privately contracted sleeper truck.

In order to avoid searching, the sleeper car kept getting on and off the highway, and was bored in the mountains.

A day later, they finally arrived in Xi'an, found a small guesthouse nearby and stayed in.

After running around for a day, everyone was so hungry that they were roaring. So they found a nearby food stall and ordered a table of barbecue and beer to eat.

This food stall is located in a remote alley, so there is relatively little traffic. Moreover, they speak southern dialect and are not afraid that local people can understand it. They drink while discussing the specific implementation plan of their plan this time.

There was also a table of guests having midnight snacks opposite them. One of the old men seemed to understand their words, so they walked up and asked, "You guys want to go to Ada to do local goods!"

The old man had a strong accent, and everyone didn't hear clearly what he meant.

Lao Yang asked him stutteringly, where is Ada?

When the old man saw that everyone could not understand his words, he changed into Mandarin with a strong accent and said, "I mean, where do you want to go to do business? Are you here to dig for dirt?"

Everyone still couldn't understand what he was saying, because the word "local goods" is too general. Either they were talking about local specialties or local specialties, which was difficult to explain clearly.

The old man's actions made everyone wary, because the people in the south were indifferent, and there were few strangers talking to you on the side of the road. The old man's actions made them feel that they had any intention.

Fortunately, Lao Xing reacted quickly, and he stuttered: "Oh, I - we are here to travel - travel. Yes, I'm not interested in local specialties. Are you a local seller?"

After hearing their words, the old man laughed, waved his hand, and returned to his seat, and said to the people at their table: "What's the matter! A few Qingtou who have just started working on the post don't know anything, so he doesn't have to pay attention to it."

After hearing the old man's words, everyone looked at each other. Lao Yang put down a 50-yuan bill, pulled everyone to the side of the road, and whispered:

"Then the old man just told his deskmate that we are Qing Qingtou, who is on the Ganggang. I heard a few people who are traveling around the world say that Shangganggang is a slander, meaning - meaning - thinking is to rob the tomb. Qing-Qingtou refers to the person on the Tao."

He looked at the people at the table again and continued, "These people are covered in fishy smell, and they are probably here to fight back. I just heard that we were talking about fighting back, so I came to inquire."

Both of them thought Lao Xing’s speculation was very reasonable, and Wu Xie smiled and said, “So what? He walked on his sunny path, we walked on our single-plank bridge, everyone did not interfere with the river. Besides, what else can they do to us in public?"

Lao Yang said again: "You don't understand. These people are not kind men and women, and they don't know. They have understood much of what we just said. Now a fight is hard to come by. If they are targeted, they will probably be long and dreams long…"

The two of them also thought what he said made sense, so they returned to the dining table, paid, and then hurried back to the guesthouse.

No words all night.

On the second day, everyone got up early at 7:00 in the morning and continued to set out towards the Qinling Mountains with their equipment.

Everyone took a long-distance bus and a short-distance bus, and finally took a local truck. The mountain road was extremely bumpy, and everyone was not used to taking such a car. They felt that the overnight meal was about to be pushed out, and finally arrived at the source of the Jialing River.

"Boom!"

At this moment, they heard a violent explosion from afar, followed by smoke and dust in the sky.

Lao Yihua was startled and asked quickly: "What's going on? Is the Earth-earthquake?"

Sitting in front of them, a middle-aged man wearing local clothes turned around and smiled, "A few of them came from other places, right? Don't you know? It's someone who is bombing tombs. Tomb robbers are frequently active in this season, and you can always hear several cannons every day."

Wuxie said, "In broad daylight, can this tomb robber dare to be so rampant?"

After hearing his words, the middle-aged man showed his yellow teeth and continued to smile: "The mountain opposite is different from ours. Although it is only separated by a Jialing River, there is also a winding mountain road here, but there is no place to settle there. Even if you call the police now, it will take a day and a night to wait until the police rush over. Unless you have wings flying over, you can only stare at me."

Wu Xie said: "There is such a thing?"

The middle-aged man looked at the explosion and said with a smile: "This is also the characteristic of our side, especially in this season, tomb robbers are more frequent, and they caught a wave a few days ago. There are not many ancient tombs now, and it has been a long time since they have been going on. Some of them are in some deep mountains and forests, and the relevant departments can do nothing to manage. But I heard that shot just now, it is probably because there were too many explosives."

Everyone was amazed when they heard the middle-aged man's words. The emotional tomb robbers blatantly used explosives to explode the tomb during the day, which became the characteristic of their area.

The man was quite enthusiastic, and the conversation started to open up the topic. He took out a cigarette and sent a circle to everyone, asking, "Look, you guys are here to travel? Where do you think of?"

Wu Xie casually put on a guise and said, "We want to go to Taibai Mountain to have fun."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "You can walk far with the tour group. This mountain valley is surrounded by many circles. If you don't do it well, you will get lost. Why don't I lead you? I live in a mountain village next to the reserve. I'll climb two hills and arrive. Seeing that you are not familiar with the place, it's also necessary to find a tour guide!"

When everyone heard this person's words, they understood what was going on. It was like this guy being a black tour guide. He talked for most of the time just to earn money from a few guides. As for it?

Wu Xie was worried that the people in the mountains were fierce, so he should not take them into the mountains and poke them. He shook his head and said, "No, no, we have our own arrangements!"

The middle-aged man did not intend to give up easily, and quickly persuaded him for a while and said that it was how dangerous and difficult it was to get lost in the mountains.

Seeing that the man was sincere and was not in a hurry to refuse, Wu Xie said, "We came this time mainly because we wanted to have fun in the villages of ethnic minorities."

Of course, his words were also a cover. They had been traveling for several days in a row, hoping to find a place to rest for a night and replenish food and water.

The car drove on the winding mountain road for more than an hour, and then came to a small village of ethnic minorities.
Chapter completed!