Chapter 707 Mountain Climbing

The explanations of those experts are different, and they think this is just a kind of image metaphor, and it has been spread for a long time, and there is such a saying. "

Fangzheng heard it miraculously, and outsiders would definitely not believe it, but Fangzheng is different, he himself has been covered by the system, and the big demon king is squatting beside him, and he has supernatural powers in his hands. I still have some faith in this kind of folklore...While walking and listening, I also listened with gusto, and asked, "Is there anything else? By the way, those experts said it was an image metaphor. Could it be that the dry rice bowl is really related to a Like a basin?"

Tan Juguo said with a smile: "I don't know exactly what it looks like. It is said that the lakes inside are like pots, big pots cover small pots, pots are connected, and pots are connected... No one knows how many pots there are. I know. It is said that there are a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one pots, but it is just a legend." ""

Hearing this, Fangzheng asked puzzledly: "Benefactor Tan, I would believe you if you said you didn't know how many lakes there were in Qianfanpan before, but what age is it now? Technology is so advanced, not to mention satellites, drones can also Fly in and have a look or two?"

"I know what you said. The group of experts who came here at the beginning brought guys who were much more advanced than what you said. But it was useless. It is said that those machines failed after entering. The plane was lost after entering. It crashed. Satellites looked at it, and it was a vast expanse of white mist. What can you see? From ancient times to the present, there have been many expedition teams who have entered the dry rice bowl. Even today, no one can go in. If you can see clearly, then Those who came out alive. All those who came out came back after going in. By the way, I heard from those experts that our dry rice bowl has been rated as one of the biggest unsolved mysteries in China. It’s a pity , this thing is too dangerous, and it is not open to the outside world. Otherwise, if it is developed into a tourist area, our village will be comfortable..." Tan Juguo shook his head and sighed. Cooking rice bowls did not become a tourist area, and the village did not borrow light.

Fangzheng said in surprise, "Have people died in the rice bowl?"

"It's not that people have died, but many people have died." Tan Juguo sighed, smoking dry tobacco: "That place is too dangerous. The people who died in the early years were ginseng and herb pickers. The bad news spread, and various adventure groups and scientific research groups began to come, and then went to batch after batch, but I didn't see a few coming out. Hey... hey? Why are you asking this? Let me tell you, you Don't go!" Speaking of this, Tan Juguo suddenly came back to his senses, knocked on the cigarette bag, and said solemnly.

Fangzheng laughed dryly and said, "The poor monk is just curious."

"That's good." Tan Juguo nodded.

Fangzheng still asked unwillingly: "Really, no one came out?"

Tan Juguo thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "No, it is said that there was a little girl who didn't know the horror of the rice bowl, so she went in so stupidly to pick mushrooms, and then..."

"How's it going?" Fangzheng asked.

Tan Juguo smiled wryly and said: "She crossed the dry rice bowl, and only after she came out did she realize that she had entered the valley of death. She was so scared that she didn't dare to go out for several days."

Fangzheng was stunned, there is such a thing? Could it be that this rice cooker also fails sometimes?

Tan Juguo continued: "There are also people who said that they went in and saw the stone gate formation made of stones inside. They said that it is very similar to that. But in my opinion, it is probably a fool."

At this time, Wang Yougui interjected: "I've heard about this, and I've mentioned it to those experts. It's a pity, people don't believe it."

Along the way, Fangzheng heard many stories about dry rice bowls, and unknowingly entered the depths of Tongtian Mountain Range.

Although the Tongtian Mountain Range is also a primitive mountain, although the vegetation is dense, it is too close to the living area of ​​human beings after all. It has more breath of human activities and less of the unique temperament of the virgin forest.

But after passing the outer reaches of the Tongtian Mountains and entering the depths, towering trees with two people hugging each other have already begun to appear here. The big trees reach straight into the sky, and the ground is covered with thick leaves. The feet are deep and the feet are shallow, and it is very strenuous to walk. In particular, there are still some hidden pits, which are very easy to fall into if you are not experienced. Moreover, there are many wolves, tigers, wild boars, and blind bears in this deep mountain forest, and most people dare not set foot in it.

Fortunately, Yizhi Village goes to the main peak of Tongtian Mountain every year, and this road has long been familiar. Not only are they familiar, but also the wild animals along the way. Basically, they rarely encounter wild animals on this road. Even if they do, they will run away when they hear human voices. Even if occasionally there are a few mindless curious ghosts who want to come up to have a look, they will be scared away by the calf-like big white wolf suddenly jumping out from the grass.

If it is said that the lone wolf was the king of the wolf pack back then, and it was the power of the group that led the wolf pack to sweep away. Then the current lone wolf can sweep away all tigers, leopards, wolves and bears by his own strength. This guy is getting stronger every day, as strong as a bear, with copper skin and iron bones, and his fangs can crush stones. Such a guy, rushing into the forest, is simply a monster! Rampage, invincible.

Of course, the villagers couldn't see these scenes. They only saw the lone wolf rushing into the woods, and they didn't know what to do, but no one cared about it.

Departing in the morning, I arrived at the main peak of Tongtian Mountain after ten o'clock in the morning and stood on the main peak. Fangzheng felt that his whole body was one step closer to the sky, looking into the distance, he had a kind of pride in seeing all the mountains and small mountains.

Fangzheng liked this feeling. He squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and prepared to let out a long howl, let out a breath of sullenness in his heart, and completely released himself.

As a result, Fangzheng hadn't shouted yet, but he heard shouts one after another from the side. He turned his head and looked, but it was the villagers, shouting there one by one, as if to shout out all the depression of the past year, and then Go away with this autumn wind.

"Master, what are they shouting for?" Hong Hai'er couldn't understand the thoughts of these people at all. What's there to shout about in this small mountain? If you want to shout, you have to go to the mountain tens of thousands of meters high... I wanted to ask Fang Zheng, But when I thought that if I asked, I would probably be punished, so I just asked half of it.

Fangzheng said: "Double Ninth Festival, the autumn is high and the air is crisp. Climb high and look far away. The vision is wide and the heart is broad-minded. The air you breathe carries a touch of autumn coolness. Taking a deep breath is like cooling down to the bottom of your heart. Can't you feel the refreshingness? Kind of cool, who can hold back from shouting?"

Hong Haier tilted his head and thought for a while, according to what Fang Zheng said, he took a deep breath, and sure enough, a cool air entered his lungs, and his spirit improved a lot. Feeling heroic, I couldn't help it, and yelled out along with the crowd. Honghai'er's voice was like a subwoofer, startling the nearby villagers.