A JEEP OFF-ROAD VEHICLE IS SPEEDING DOWN THE ROAD.

There were three people sitting in the car, Wu Song, Han Wuming and Pan Longfei, and they finally started their journey to Qilong Mountain to hunt for treasures.

Han Wuming's driving skills have nothing to say, as a flowery, pickled girl, playing with cars is a necessary skill, although the road is not smooth, but the car still drives very smoothly.

Wu Song sat in the co-pilot, his arm on the window, enjoying the fresh air blowing in the wilderness, and some of the unhappiness and depression caused by Zhong Qian's inability to get pregnant are now gone.

Han Wuming was driving a car, wearing a pair of headphones on his ears, shaking his head to the music, enjoying himself.

Pan Longfei sat in the back row, he was not idle, fiddling with a sawed gun barrel in his hand.

When the three of them were about to set off, Wu Song felt very funny when he saw that Han Wuming was actually going to carry a shotgun.

"Han Wuming, it's not like you haven't been to Qilong Mountain, it's not easy to see even a rabbit there, why do you say you brought a gun?"

"You don't understand this!" Han Wuming put the gun in the car, casually threw a large bag into it, and he asked rhetorically, "What are we going to do now?"

"Go to Qilong Mountain and bring back the treasures of the Heavenly Demon Sect. ”

"That's right!" Han Wuming said a little proudly: "We're not going to visit the mountains and rivers, we're going to explore and hunt for treasures, since it's an adventure and treasure hunt, maybe there will be dangers, it's always good to make more preparations." ”

Wu Song had nothing to say, but it was Pan Longfei, after seeing the shotgun, it was like an old bachelor who had been single for decades saw a woman, and he held it in his arms and never let go.

Since Zhong Qian and Tang Xue left Yancheng and Wu Song became an unhappy bachelor, Han Wuming called him every now and then and asked him when he would go to Qilong Mountain to hunt for treasures.

It's not that he needs money urgently, but he has recently been managed by his father Han Liefeng, and he must go to work in the Han Group on time and on time every day.

When one day he suddenly remembered that several of them said that they wanted to go to Qilong Mountain for a run, and Wu Song also had time, so he kept calling him and Pan Longfei, encouraging them to set off as soon as possible.

Finally set the time to set off, Han Wuming was happy like a bird about to be released, he told Wu Song and Han Wuming that they didn't need to bring anything, and he was ready to prepare.

And when he knew that his father couldn't go because of something temporary, his face turned into a chrysanthemum.

The car stopped in a small mountain village near Mount Qilong.

Han Wuming jumped out of the car, looked around at the familiar scenery, and then looked back at Wu Song and Pan Longfei who were getting off the car, and couldn't help but shake his head.

They had only been here some time ago, but at that time, all around him were some warblers and swallows, in addition to those beautiful and lively female students, there were also a few beautiful teachers.

Han Wuming's eyes looked at the familiar grove not far away, where he had a hearty exchange with Teacher Ding, who was leading the team at that time, and he couldn't help but squint and smile when he thought of Teacher Ding's graceful figure, seductive*, and bold style.

With the sky as the quilt, the ground as the bed, the surrounding is a pleasant scenery, and the opponent is a young and beautiful woman, such a field battle is indeed an extraordinary thrill.

"Look at you kid like that, you know what's going on in your head!" Wu Song passed by his side and kicked him in the ass angrily.

He was also one of the leading teachers when the female students came here last time they visited, and he was once "lucky enough to witness" an open-air performance, so when Han Wuming looked at the grove, he knew what he was thinking.

Han Wuming patted his buttocks, shook his head and shook his head behind Wu Song: "You are jealous! Because you have never experienced that kind of happiness!"

"Lao Tzu is a human, not a beast!" Wu Song unceremoniously counterattacked: "There is no problem with performing in public." ”

"Cut!" Han Wuming grasped the point and said contemptuously: "If you are not a beast, who can still be a beast?"

"Hehe, that's because I have a woman!" Wu Song slanted at him proudly: "But, when it comes to the number of women, I really don't have as many as you, so you are the real beast!"

The two of them quarreled with each other until they came to the door of the old village chief's house.

As soon as he saw Wu Song, the old village chief greeted him, and in his mind, Wu Song was the savior of their small mountain village.

The Tiansha Sect is entrenched in the Qilong Mountain, and their small mountain village is located at the foot of the mountain, and it has suffered from the scourge of those cultists.

If it weren't for Wu Song's accidental knowledge of their misfortune, he single-handedly bravely broke into the main altar of the Tiansha Sect, killed the sect leader and some of the cultists, and destroyed their dens, and they are still suffering from crimes.

"Rare guest, rare guest!" the old village chief pulled Wu Song with a smile: "Quick, come and sit in the house." ”

The three of them entered the old village chief's house and exchanged a few pleasantries, and the old village chief asked them what they were doing here.

Wu Song didn't want anyone else to know the purpose of their coming here, so he said that he was idle and bored at home, and he took advantage of the good weather to come here to have fun and relax.

The old village chief did not doubt it, he asked the old woman to kill the chickens, and enthusiastically kept Wu Song and them for lunch.

Wu Song politely refused, he took out two cigarettes that had been prepared a long time ago and gave them to the old village chief, asking him to help take care of the car.

The old village chief was so smiling that he couldn't see it, how could he say the word "no"?

The three of them said goodbye to the old village chief and walked towards Qilong Mountain with their bags on their backs.

It's late summer and early autumn, the weather is no longer as hot as midsummer, the trees at the foot of Mount Qilong are lush and green, all kinds of unknown wildflowers are blooming and fragrant, and birds are jumping on the branches and making melodious calls.

Seeing the natural scenery in front of them, Wu Song and the others felt extremely relaxed.

The three of them walked and looked at the surrounding scenery, occasionally said a few words, and slowly stepped onto a path that led to the mountainside.

Neither Han Wuming nor Pan Longfei had ever been to Qilong Mountain, only Wu Song was an old horse, so he led the way in front, and the two of them followed behind.

Not long after leaving, Wu Song suddenly let out a "hey", with confusion and surprise in his voice.

"What's wrong?" Pan Longfei asked.

"I remember that this road could lead to the top of the mountain, why did it break off after walking so much?"

Wu Song scratched his head, if it weren't for his confidence in his memory, he would almost suspect that he was going the wrong way.

Pan Longfei and Han Wuming glanced at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Song was even more confused.

Pan Longfei said with a smile: "Little junior brother, sometimes you, you are really a tendon!"

"That is, do you really think that we need you to take it to the treasure of the Heavenly Share Sect, take the treasure and leave?"

Han Wuming never missed the opportunity to attack Wu Song.

It was still Pan Longfei who said kindly, and he said to Wu Song: "Little junior brother, the last time you went to the island country for Long Yan on a mission, there was a small earthquake in the mountainous area of Qilong Mountain, you don't know this, right?"

"And here's it!" Wu Song finally understood why the mountain path he had walked had now become unrecognizable, so that he wondered if he had taken the wrong path.

Looking at the pile of large and small stones in front of him, Wu Song discussed it with the two of them, and felt that it was better to check around first, if there was a better place to walk than here.

Qilong Mountain is not big, but after all, it is also a mountain, and when the three of them turn around in a circle, the sky is about to get dark.

They had no choice but to find a place on the hill with a gentle slope as a place to camp for the night.

Han Wuming was very proud, because he had taken into account the situation of staying overnight in the wild, so he was very well prepared.

He is the eldest young master of the Han Group, and his first thought when he encounters difficulties is to solve them with money, if someone will save a little money and would rather suffer physically, such a person is not worthy of being his friend at all.

Beside him, the two men who were "unworthy of being his friends" were wrapped tightly in their soft shells, and their clothes were lying on the big rocks, and looking at them, they seemed to be ready to spend the night like this.

Han Wuming shook his head and set up the tent, and then took out the alcohol stove, pots, all kinds of ingredients that had been washed and cut from the big bag, and took out all kinds of bottles and cans, although he couldn't cook, but it was no problem to make a hot pot, or a hodgepodge.

The food was bubbling on the stove, and he sat down on a cloth and sipped a beer while admiring the stars in the night sky.

If he was accompanied not by two big men, but by two beautiful and amorous little girls, then he would not have done it for the gods.

"Dangdangdang!" Han Wuming knocked on the lunch box: "Two uncles, can you come over and eat something?"

The two uncles got up lazily and came to the front of the pot, and they were not polite to Han Wuming, and the chopsticks were fished into the pot one after another, looking like they were hungry.

"How is it, my craftsmanship is not bad, right?" Han Wuming couldn't help but ask for credit when he saw the two of them eating happily.

"Well, I think Nameless is really delicious, what do you say?" Pan Longfei looked at Wu Song.

"If it's not delicious, you can fill your stomach. As a person with a lot of experience in cooking, Wu Song does not appreciate Han Wuming's skills.

"It's not delicious, you still eat it!" Han Wuming was so angry that he snatched the chopsticks from Wu Song's hand: "Do you think I didn't see you pick all the meat and beef balls to eat?"

Wu Song hurriedly dodged backwards, his mouth was still chewing, and there was a beef ball on his chopsticks.

Pan Longfei watched the two of them make trouble, shaking his head and laughing.