Chapter 198: Successful Crossing
There were several flashes of light in front of him, followed by a rapid spin, and then, the sound of "whooshing" wind kept ringing in his ears, and his body was overweight at first with acceleration, and finally weightlessness with a little disgusting.
By the time Wind Whisper opened his eyes again, he was already standing on the ground again, his eyes lit up, and he blinked, trying to adjust to his new surroundings.
Manshuang stood beside him, arranging her skirt weakly, her face tired, but her mood was relaxed and happy.
"We succeeded!" Bai Lotian shouted happily, looking left and right curiously, his mouth making a "tsk" sound, as if his eyes were not enough, as if a newborn baby had just arrived in the world.
At this moment, they are standing on a hill, behind them are snow-capped mountains high into the clouds, covered with snow, faintly visible, on the left is an endless dense forest, huge trees stand, the leaves are like covers, on the right part is a mixture of shrubs and fruit trees, and partly is a crop that cannot be seen at a glance, green and golden, and he is facing a river, the sound of the water is murmuring, the blue waves are rippling, but there is a sense of déjà vu.
"Where is this?" Bai Lotian spun around, his eyes looking at the frost.
"I don't know, but it seems like you're talking about it, isn't it, Professor?" said Frost with a grin to Professor Wind.
Professor Feng didn't say anything, just looked around, his face was serious at first, then surprised, and finally he gasped a few times, showing an even more incredible look.
It's too similar, and the scene buried deep in the memory slowly emerges. Professor Feng felt his throat run dry, and his hands clenched, stretched, and clenched again, his mood like a breeze blowing on the surface of a lake, surging for a while, but he restrained his emotions.
"It's weird here, Professor. Bai Lotian frowned, "From a meteorological point of view, this is located in a high-latitude plateau, and it should not be in this climate. ”
"It should be cold, the vegetation is scarce, and the trees are dwarf, or it should be mostly shrubs, and it shouldn't be giant trees, with babbling rivers and lush plants, right?" said Professor WindWhisper.
"Yes, yes, you're right. The humid climate here is like a paradise, which is really incredible. Bai Lotian nodded busily.
"You're talking about the general situation, it's very special here, the towering Himalayas not only block the cold current blowing from the north, so that the temperature does not drop too much, but also keep the warm and humid air flow from the Indian Ocean in this canyon, and, I observe, the ground here is unusually warm, indicating that there are abundant geothermal resources underground, and because of these meteorological factors, the canyon presents a climate characteristics that are almost subtropical. ”
After listening to Professor Feng's explanation, Bai Lotian and Manshuang suddenly understood, and nodded vigorously.
A gust of wind blew, the rustling of leaves, followed by a jumble of footsteps and talking.
"It's over there, it's not far away, there's a stranger!"
"How so? You can't be mistaken, can you?"
"Be sure to catch them and take them to the sect master. ”......
Just as the three of them were startled, five or six men hurried out of the woods, all dressed in gray short-sleeved shirts, muscular and armed with knives, guns or harpoons.
"Who is so bold as to trespass into the canyon?" said a strong man at the head, standing in front of the three of them, his shirt was short, half of his belly was exposed, like a watermelon skin, and he held a wide-headed machete with a tassel off, and he looked majestic.
Bai Lotian and Manshuang leaned together, frowning, at a loss, revealing a frightened gaze.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, where did you jump, jump, jump out? Otherwise, our 'melon, melon, melon skin' is not easy to mess with, hum. The fat man with the bucket figure standing next to "Brother Guapi" said that the degree of his stuttering made people anxious for him.
"We are meteorological scientists, and we came here for scientific investigation, and we strayed into this place by accident, and there was no malice. Professor Whisper of the Wind arched his hands and made an apologetic gesture, his face relaxed, without the slightest timidity.
I only heard a "bang", and another person shouted, "You old man, you can only deceive the little baby with this words, who believes you?"
"Yes, yes, yes, who believes, believes, believes, believes your ghosts, ghosts, nonsense. Not to be outdone, the stammering brother snorted.
"Believe it or not, when I see your sect master, I will naturally know. The words of the wind said awe-inspiringly, with a hint of a smile on his face, firm and confident.
"Hehe, you actually underestimate our sect master, don't you want to live anymore?" "Brother Guapi" waved the machete in his hand, his eyes showing a fierce light.
"Don't give him nonsense, Brother Guapi, tie them up, go to see the sect master, and let the sect master send them down," a fair-skinned slender tall man stepped forward, "Go up the knife mountain, get off the oil pot, and let them choose." ”
"Brothers, tie up these guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead!" "Brother Guapi" waved his hand and signaled to his subordinates.
At this time, Bai Lotian had quietly taken out a switchblade from his arms, put it in his hand, and was about to fight to the death, but Professor Wind Whisper stopped his action with his eyes.
The three of them were tied up, pushed and shoved all the way, and walked down the hillside, along the path in the woods, through the dense jungle, and into the depths of the canyon.