Ge Weihan held his forehead and patiently explained: "I wonder if you have heard of Atlantis? It was an ancient country that was once very prosperous, but it sank overnight. It is located on the 30th parallel north latitude. ”
"There is also the weird Bermuda Triangle. Legend has it that no matter whether it is an airplane or a ship, once you get there, you will not be able to tell the direction. The compass will lose its function, the clock will stop, and in the end, only ghost planes and ghost ships will emerge."
"Death Valley in the United States is known as a hell on earth and a paradise for animals. There are thousands of animals in this Grand Canyon of Death, but as long as humans set foot there, they will be struck by lightning!"
"There are also the pyramids of ancient Egypt, etc. They are all located on the 30th parallel north latitude. Therefore, the 30th north latitude is also called: the latitude of death."
At this point, Ge Weihan sighed: "Although I have always studied science, the end of science is metaphysics after all!"
My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly looked at Ge Weihan: "Then do you know what kind of terrifying things are on Wawu Mountain? If you know about it in advance, you can be prepared."
Ge Weihan rarely shook his head: "I don't know about monsters or anything, because I have never set foot there. I heard that there is a place on the mountain called 'Ecstasy', which is very bizarre."
"There is a saying: "The Lost Soul is a wonder among wonders. It cannot be born, and it will never leave until death. "
In other words, as long as you enter this ecstasy, you won't be able to get out even if you become a ghost.
There are many people who do not believe in evil and want to break this curse, but in the end they all turn into bones!
Speaking of this, Ge Weihan said with regret: "There was a research group led by a British teacher who insisted on taking the risk to ecstasy Taipa, and said that it would use science to prove everything."
I asked Ge Weihan what next?
Ge Weihan sighed: "There has been no news for more than twenty years. If he were dead, the grass on the grave would probably be taller than you."
Hearing this, I swallowed, looked at Yin Ling'er and said, "Then if we want to go to the Cancong Tomb, will we pass by this place?"
Ge Weihan's face was ashen: "You can't run away, it's the only way to go."
Yin Linger and I immediately lost interest in chatting.
Lao Jiang, who was driving the car in front, replied leisurely: "The boat will naturally bow when it reaches the bridge. You young people will have to go through more hardships. You will have something to show off in the future!"
Trotting along the bay red horse, we finally arrived in Chengdu.
We bought some simple things in Chengdu, mainly supplementary supplies needed to enter the mountains, as well as tents, dry food, alcohol, etc.
Lao Jiang and Ge Weihan let us play in the street first, and they left sneakily. I really couldn't stand Yin Ling'er's coquettishness, so I took her to a nearby market hotpot to have a good meal.
When Lao Jiang and the others returned to the inn to meet us, Lao Jiang secretly opened his bag in the room and asked me to take a closer look!
Unexpectedly, Ge Weihan, the president of the university, actually took Lao Jiang to the black market to deal with a few things.
In addition to the two revolvers, there is also a German-made M18 submachine gun, which is commonly called in our folk: flower machine.
This is a veritable firepower!
Now I feel that Ge Weihan is really Xichuan's PHS. He knows everything there is, and he can basically eat it wherever he goes.
I couldn't help but give Ge Weihan a thumbs up. The friend he introduced to Wan Li was the right one.
However, Ge Weihan waved his hand modestly and told us quietly: "This is what Yang Laosen's Sichuan Army has flowed into the black market. Isn't it a time of war? Empty pay is everywhere. It's nothing to spend money. We want to When you go to Wawu Mountain, you will inevitably encounter some ghosts and monsters. Use more firepower to strengthen your courage. If you don't mind the trouble, I can give you an Italian cannon. "
As soon as these words came out, Jian Shou shocked us!
What kind of principal is this? He's just an old gangster.
After sleeping one night in Chengdu, we set off the next day.
There is a flat official road from Chengdu to Meishan County, which is less rugged than the mountain road. We walked very smoothly and arrived there in one day.
After arriving in Meishan County, Ge Weihan told us: "This is the famous hometown of Jinshi. Your three great literary giants in China, Su Xun, Su Shi, and Su Zhe, are all from here, and they are called: Three Sus."
I didn’t expect that this foreigner even knew Sansu. He really had a thorough understanding of Chinese history and culture.
Meishan County is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It is really a good place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Sesame cakes are sold along the street here. There is black filling in the middle and a layer of rice flour on the outside. The rich sesame aroma wafts into our noses.
Ge Weihan told us: "Sesame cake is a famous local snack here. Those who have eaten this sesame cake since childhood have higher IQs than the children outside, and most of them can pass the Jinshi examination, so this is called: the hometown of Jinshi."
When he heard that eating sesame cakes had such benefits, Yin Ling'er, a snack foodie, became ecstatic. Before he could blackmail Lao Jiang, he quickly ran to the hawker and bought a large bag.
She stuffed it into her mouth as she walked, looking like she was eating a lot. She looked very appetizing.
Lao Jiang and I couldn't help but look at each other, especially Lao Jiang whispered: "Ling'er's IQ really needs to be improved!"
"I just don't know if there is any use in trying to fix the situation? Li Jinglan, what do you think?" Lao Jiang said so contentedly that he didn't even react to my winking at him.
It seems that along the way, he complained about Yin Ling'er's temperament of being able to eat, drink and extort money, especially the last hot pot incident.
However, just when Lao Jiang noticed something was wrong and wanted to shut up, it was already too late.
I only heard a particularly sweet voice behind me shouting a creepy name: "Maomao!"
Next, Ge Weihan and I held a piece of sesame cake in our mouths and watched the scene of Lao Jiang being chased by insects.
Although Yin Ling'er generously gave me a piece of sesame cake, she still asked meaningfully: "Am I stupid?"
I shook my head slightly and replied thoughtfully: "No, Ling'er, all the people who think you are stupid are the real fools!"
Yin Ling'er patted my shoulder with satisfaction: "I like people who tell the truth!"
Lao Jiang bought more than ten kinds of cakes of various colors, and then he coaxed Yin Ling'er back to sleep. As soon as the little ancestor was happy, the insects all flew back into the big bamboo basket.
Although Cancong Tomb has been a mystery since ancient times, when we asked Wawushan, everyone here knew it!
We walked all the way admiring the local customs of Xichuan, and easily found the direction of Wawu Mountain. After having lunch here, Lao Jiang and Ge Weihan were ready to hurry up.
There was also a kind-hearted Sichuan girl who gave us a ride forward, which saved us a lot of time.
Just like that, accompanied by laughter and laughter, we finally arrived at the foot of the rolling Wawu Mountain!
