Dozens of Zou men came over in a line and danced the unique dance of the Zou people in front of Jin Feng.

It was a dance that welcomed the most distinguished guests of the tribe.

After a while, there were more and more people at the door.

One or two hundred people from the Zou people, Shao people, Lukai people, and Saixia people on the eighteen mountains of Alishan came, all of them gathered in front of Jin Feng and provoked the grand dance of the highest etiquette of their own people.

This can stun the surrounding treasure island compatriots and tourists.

The aborigines of Alishan and Sun Moon Lake automatically separated a road, and the delicate and beautiful Tang Ke took Jin Feng's hand and walked to a truck, and gently pulled away a corner of red silk covering the box.

A dazzling golden light pierced Jin Feng's eyes, and a small golden dragon that came out of the bare made Jin Feng hold his breath instantly.

Two cold lights shone through his eyes, and he was pleasantly surprised.

"You stay, I'll marry you. You can have as many children as you want. ”

"I don't mind if you're black. ”

"Really. ”

It is the eighth day of August, and another mid-autumn is coming, the drizzle is spreading, but the autumn wind is gradually getting cooler.

The dense forests on both sides bent down to keep the wanderer who was traveling far away, but in the next second, it turned into a flash of light and shadow in the rearview mirror.

Helpless heartache turned into tears with a drizzle falling on the black helmet, nostalgic want to hold on to the beloved, but with the sad autumn wind turned into a long series of ice tears, silently slid off the helmet, dripping dust.

After a while, the weather cleared up again, and the rain slowly put away the last tears, silently watching the departure of his beloved, and asked Feng'er to bring the most heartfelt blessings.

The winding mountain road was carved out by the blood and lives of the veterans of the past, and occasionally a few overgrown tombstones can be seen on the roadside, which is the mark left here by the veterans.

In the sky, a lone eagle spreads its black wings, gliding helplessly and following the looming bicycle on the highway.

On the highway, a lonely bicycle is speeding forward on the road in the primeval forest of Yushan.

In the sky and on the ground, a man and an eagle flew away and ran, infinite loneliness, boundless desolation.

The eagle in the sky is the only white-tailed eagle left on the treasure island. Now there are less than five heads left in the entire treasure island.

After a while, when the two motorcycles escaped into the dense forest and never came out again, the white-tailed vulture couldn't help but let out a terrible chirp, and flew away in disappointment as it turned around 270 degrees in the air.

It's still the worn-out motorcycle, or the lonely backpack, the bleak autumn wind has dried the rain on the helmet, and also blown away the last thoughts left on the helmet from the bento town.

"Then you can take me away. ”

"I can do anything. I'm so good at belching. ”

"Everyone at every stage will meet someone to walk with you for a while. ”

"I'm done with you. ”

Tang Ke's voice was still echoing in his ears, but Jin Feng's people were already one hundred and eighty kilometers away.

It is already the edge of the north of Yushan, and it is about to enter the snow-capped mountain range.

When encountering an uphill climb, the motorcycle suddenly broke out with a strange noise, and it suddenly clung to death on the road.

A burst of green smoke rose up, and a second-hand car of 1,000 yuan also accompanied Jin Feng to the last leg of his journey here in Yushan.

Jin Feng got out of the car with a wry smile and kicked the motorcycle again.

Sitting lonely on the edge of the wet road, he finished smoking a few cigarettes and waited quietly for a car to come.

After half a ring, Jin Feng reluctantly got up and took out a bag of sachets that Tang Ke had given him from the tail box and hung it on his chest.

After searching for a while in the satchel, he took out a few ropes and took off the box made of Alishan Shenmu red cypress on the pedal.

The backpack was changed to a shoulder bag, and the rope was tied to the wooden box and carried on the shoulder.

Trying the weight, Jin Feng showed a touch of pain, and carried a pot of bluegrass up the road slowly and with difficulty.

No one knows what's in the wooden box, and if you open it, you're going crazy.

In the nearly one-meter-long box, there was a Kowloon Golden Dragon Golden Bridge made of pure gold.

This is the Kowloon Golden Bridge used by Buddhism to renew the dragon vein of Alishan.

Now, this Kowloon Golden Bridge has fallen into his own hands and has become another trophy of a trip to the treasure island.

The golden bridge was fished up by the local Thao people. The Shao people, who were born and raised on the side of Sun Moon Lake, have a good water nature, and it is not a myth that this Kowloon Golden Bridge was fished up by them.

Through Tang Ke's introduction, Jin Feng exchanged the God of War Sword of the Gaoshan Clan for this Nine Dragons Golden Bridge.

For several tribes of the Gaoshan clan, the significance of the God of War Sword is more important than that of the Golden Dragon and Golden Bridge. There is no doubt about that.

The God of War knife was exchanged for the Kowloon Golden Bridge, and it was obvious that Jin Feng took a big advantage. But they solemnly refused Jin Feng's huge check to compensate them.

The leader of the Zou people, who had the largest number of people, personally handed over the Jiulong Golden Bridge to Jin Feng. If it weren't for Jin Feng, the Zou people would have suffered heavy casualties when they rounded up the big wild boar the day before yesterday.

For them, Jin Feng is undoubtedly a reborn parent.

In this way, Jin Feng picked up a big leak in vain. I'm embarrassed to pick up this leak.

Originally, there were two large pockets of sustenance on the motorcycle, which were given by several tribes, and now they can only be reluctantly abandoned.

The uphill climb is the most strenuous one, especially the one-kilometre-long steep slope.

The Kowloon Jinqiao on his body weighs two hundred and thirty pounds, and it is a little difficult to ride a motorcycle, let alone Jin Feng.

Coupled with a satchel weighing more than fifty pounds, Jin Feng was even more uncomfortable to walk.

The long steep slope seemed to have no end, and every step made Jin Feng use all his strength. When he saw the sign of the turn and struggled to complete this slope, Jin Feng sat on the ground and shook off his sweat.

Within a few minutes, a tourist bus slowly and carefully went up the steep slope and stopped in front of Jin Feng.

The bus driver opened the automatic door and waved at Jin Feng to get on the bus.

"Wait!"

"How can you carry a stranger without our permission. Are you responsible for what happened?"

"Be careful that I complain about you!"

A delicate head poked out his head and asked Jin Feng in Takagasa: "Are you from Takagasa?"

"It's not!"

"Then are you from Treasure Island?"

"It's not!"

"Then are you from the mainland of China?"

"Yes, I am!"

Hearing this, the twenty-year-old girl suddenly lowered her face, waved her hand lightly and said, "Our car doesn't take the Shenzhou people." ”

The driver's uncle, who drove the bus, turned dark, and muttered that he was reprimanded by a group of Takagasa people in the car.

In desperation, the driver's uncle said sorry to Jin Feng: "This is a tour group from Takagasa...... I'll pick you up and they'll complain about me. ”

Jin Feng grinned at the driver's uncle and said it was okay.

The driver's uncle said to Jin Feng with a guilty face: "The first sixteen kilometers is the Rongmin District. You wait, I'll call someone to pick you up. ”

Jin Feng nodded calmly and said thank you.

The tour bus closes slowly and slowly turns downhill.

The men and women of the Takagasa tour group in the car looked at Jin Feng coldly from the car window, revealing a gloating sneer.

After resting for a while, Jin Feng got up again and continued to walk with his heavy bag on his back.

This is the junction of the Yushan Mountains and the Snow Mountain Range, which belongs to the central no-man's land, with only two sightseeing roads passing through, and the vehicles that come and go on weekdays are only tourist buses in addition to self-driving tours.

Mainland tourists who visit Treasure Island rarely take this route.

It is not easy to walk downhill, and an object close to 300 catties is unbearable no matter who it weighs on anyone.

Stop-and-go, Father-in-law Sun glanced at Jin Feng coldly for the last time, turned his head and sank into the horizon, and the sky slowly darkened.

The autumn wind is bleak and bleak, and the road in front of you has become a hideous snake.

At this moment, it is very similar to the miserable road that Jin Feng once fled to the Central Plains.

When I walked through the broken road again, a series of terrible screams came into my ears, accompanied by the lame sunset and fluttering around, like a ghost crying.

Jin Feng snorted, his face changed, and he immediately dropped the big box and flew over.

When I took a closer look, I saw that half of the luxury tourist bus just now had hit the mountain wall hard, and the front of the car had been seriously deformed.

The place of the deformation is the position of the driver's seat. I want to talk about "Picking Up Leaks" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~