Chapter 910: Xiangxi Adventure (149) (Page 1/1)

"Hiss......" Ma Chengfeng smacked his lips and frowned, this trick of borrowing the corpse to revive the soul, no one has the most say than Bashu Crane Zhanpeng. It's just that if you want to control the body of Ananda Witch, and then use Ananda Witch to cast evil spells to make the entire cottage become his corpse soldiers, this has to be too difficult! But only He Zhanpeng can do it, because from beginning to end, He Zhanpeng has always sneakily followed behind them to make small moves, and Bashu is not far from Xiangxi, and he also understands some taboos of the Miao people in Xiangxi.

Na Xiu is a loving and righteous person, he did not return all night, and he always guarded the first woman in his life. The first rays of dawn in the east shook the bamboo forest into a golden yellow. The little mute shrank in Chu Tianyue's arms and slept very sweetly, maybe he felt his mother's love in Sister Chu's arms. The professor set up the pot and was cooking for them.

In front of Wuling Village, there is a small earthen bag, and there is a tombstone erected in front of the earthen bag, which should have been engraved with Miao people, but he doesn't know Miao Wen, only crookedly engraved the words "Na Xi's wife", which can be regarded as he gave Xiaomei a name. Na Xiu leaned against the tombstone, looking at the golden dawn, and the tears on his face had not yet dried.

"Alright, almost, right?" Ma Chengfeng squatted beside him and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's all the trouble we caused, otherwise this small village would still live a peaceful life in isolation, and I hurt her!" Na Xiu blamed himself deeply, his voice was a little trembling, and his voice was a little hoarse, probably crying for a night guarding Xiaomei's grave.

"Hehe......" Ma Chengfeng laughed dryly. Brother, this is a bit different from you, it's not that I'm unsympathetic, it's not that I'm cold-blooded. You should know that you and I are from the rivers and lakes, and the people of the rivers and lakes fight and kill all day long, how can there be any home? Do you think you can do it if you swear to marry her and wash your hands in a golden basin? That's just a beautiful lie. Since you and I stepped into this river and lake, there has been no turning back. ”

"Cheng Feng, what do people like us live for? Why don't I think that we spend money like flowing water, but we are not as happy as these ordinary mountain people? Na Xiu took his hand and stood up, patted his ass and asked him.

"You're alive too! Just to live. Three hundred and sixty lines of the line out of the champion, although you and I are not as good as the right way, but the outer eight lines are also a livelihood, thieves also have a way for the avenue. I've been through so much now, and I finally understand this sentence. Sometimes fate can't be chosen, and you think I don't want to live a normal life like other kids? How good is it to put it up? Can...... But I am the grandson of Ma Laoer, and our ancestor of the Ma family signed a forever contract with the thief! I can't change that. You are the same, do you want to marry Xiaomei? Have you asked your family Lord Belle? Do you want to marry Bai Su? Did Nalan Hong agree? Will it help his great cause? ”

"Can't we really change all that? Don't you think you and I have been struggling in the whirlpool of fate? But the more you struggle, the more you can't escape the shackles of fate. ”

Ma Chengfeng smiled bitterly: "Hehe...... Brother, are you thinking too much? Escape? How to escape? Escape from the Central Plains? Escape from this world full of deceit? ”

"Maybe you're right, the Central Plains is really not suitable for you and me, I'll discuss it with Hua Bule when I go back, anyway, we're all idlers, why don't we go out and take a look at the outside world? With the skills of the three of us, maybe we can still sing a piece of heaven and earth? ”

Ma Chengfeng's idea is good, but the current work still has to be done. "When the dream is over, it's time to wake up my great visionary. Let's go back this afternoon, I guess what you need most now is your Sister Bai to comfort you. Oh yes, the professor has a camera, I took a few pictures of it for you last night, you and your Xiaomei took a group photo, do you want to go back and show Bai Su at all? ”

"Made! Careless dating! Ma Chengfeng! Give it back to me! Your uncle!! The two brothers chased after each other in the bamboo forest.

The rivers and lakes will always be the bloody rivers and lakes, the survival of the fittest, not Ma Chengfeng and Na Xi are ruthless, what about love? The dead are no longer alive, the living have to continue to live, and continue to struggle, perhaps, Xiaomei is just a hurried passer-by in that life, destined to wither when the "flowers" bloom.

At eight o'clock in the morning, everyone simply ate, packed their bags and went back on the road, all the way everyone lowered their heads and kept silent about last night's events, for fear of touching the string in Naxiu's heart.

"Sister Chu, are you far away from Zagrama Mountain?" Ma Chengfeng opened the conversation.

"I haven't been back to my hometown, I only know that in the depths of the outer desert, my father used to look for his hometown with foreign expeditions when he was alive, but ...... But none of them came back alive. My grandfather wouldn't let me collect my father's body. This topic made Chu Tianyue's heart heavy.

But all these friends who are close to Ma Chengfeng are actually hard-working children, and their fates are surprisingly similar, Na Xi has no father and no mother, Chu Tianyue has no father and no mother, although Chang Xiaoman still has a few elder brothers, but his parents also died in the vendetta in the rivers and lakes more than ten years ago. The poor children had to snuggle up to each other to keep warm.

"Professor, you are an expert in this area, do you know the Zagrama Mountain in the biography?"

Professor Monalo, in recent history, many pious ****** have migrated from the distant Zagalama Mountains, and I have seen many genealogies in northern Shaanxi. Geographers have different opinions about the exact location of Mount Zagalama, some in the north of present-day Yili and some in the desert south of Tacheng. No one has ever been there, and all that remains is the legacy of ****** believers' ancestors.

"The Taklamakan Desert is so vast that it's too hard to find it without a definite destination, right?"

After walking for more than an hour, everyone returned to the foot of Wuling Mountain, and they could already see the crack of the ancient cemetery of the corpse king in Xiangxi in front of them. Everyone sat down on a boulder and rested.

"Actually, it is not difficult to find Zagrama Mountain, I can provide you with some favorable clues, but I still advise you to be cautious, the Taklamakan Desert is a human purgatory, and no one can cross this desert alive." When the professor was young, he traveled from south to north and was knowledgeable. As the saying goes, the old man crosses a bridge longer than the road you walk, and this is true.

The professor told them that it is not difficult to find out this important clue, that you are all Rehe people, but you are not careful.

"The most famous tourist attraction in Rehe is the Little Potala Palace, the Little Potala Palace, also known as the Temple of Putuo Zongxian, which was built by Emperor Qianlong to his mother's 80th birthday imitation of the Potala Palace in Tibet. Do you know that there is another meaning to this little Potala Palace? The professor looked at them with a smile as if he were asking his own questions in class.

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