There are thirteen ancient tombs in Beishan, which are the tombs of the emperors of the last few dynasties of China, and the people who come here to visit and pay homage don't know why there are so many, do they want to hope that they or their descendants will also have some kind of bird emperor or some kind of slander against Gaozu and so on? Or like Xiao Xiaohan and them, they came to investigate and see what kind of mother's martial arts and martial arts these thieves who have cruelly ruled the Chinese nation for thousands of years will have?

In the dark tomb passage, kerosene gas lamps were lit, sizzling overhead, like little ghosts singing, and in the wide mausoleum, the huge coffin and coffin were rotten, and the smell of rotting corpses was exuding, which was extremely disgusting.

All this has made the little sister Mo Shiwei unbearable, turned around and spit out a few mouthfuls, Xiao Han said:

"Don't look at it, this is a hell place. He led his sisters out of the exhibition room.

When I got outside, I breathed a few breaths of fresh air, and then climbed all the way to the highest peak of Beishan, and finally climbed the mountain at noon, and saw that the Great Wall built three thousand years ago was winding on the slope of the mountain, and people climbed upwards one after another.

The Great Wall of thousands of miles is a witness of 3,000 years of history, stepping on every step, it is like reliving the ups and downs of each historical period; caressing each beacon tower, you will feel the twilight bell horn when the dynasty changes or resists the invasion of foreign countries; the arrow tower has hundreds of holes and thousands of sores, which can be seen is the historical pathos of becoming famous and ten thousand bones, and the Great Wall of thousands of miles symbolizes the fall of a crown and the eruption of volcanoes!

With the crowd of people walking down the stone steps of the Great Wall, they got on mule carts and dragged them towards the mysterious river that pierced the mountains.

The old mule cart told them that the big river that crossed the mountains and mountains was not called the Yellow River or the Black River, but the Heavenly River.

Xiao Xiaohan asked, could it be said that the water of the Yellow River came from the sky, and it went from this heavenly river to the Yellow River?

The old man said, this young man is very smart, and the people who live here don't know that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, just you know.

Mo Shiwei asked, so do the people in this area know where the water of the Yellow River comes from?

The old man who drove the car said that the people in this area thought that it was impossible for so much water from the sky to pour into the Yellow River, so the water of the Yellow River came from the ground. The reason is that people dig wells, and don't every well have water?

Mi Shimeng said with a smile, that is still the people here are smart, and our Xiao Xiaohan is purely blind. The water comes up from the ground.

They are willing to see the dead people, that is, the tombs of those emperors, and then they go to climb the mountain to see the Great Wall, and they are as tired as donkeys that have finished their work, haha! They don't know how much fun this Tianhe has, and you will know that there are grilled fish, boiled river crabs, raw oysters, wild vegetables and wild fruits, isn't it more fun than other places?

When everyone heard this, they thought it must be very interesting, so they urged the old man to hurry up.

When the mule cart arrived at the Tianhe tourist area, it was almost noon, and the river was bubbling and flowing, and there were white waves in front of me.

This is already a low valley, the terrain is low and flat, and the river is surrounded by a belt of grassland, green turns, and fertile fields. On that barren meadow, there were hundreds of good horses grazing, some galloping, some bowing their heads to gnaw grass, and some neighing, as if to welcome the distinguished guests.

Along the hinterland of the river bay, a grand manor was built, and there were more than ten bungalows in the courtyard of the mansion, the green hall and the tile house, a color of pink walls, and the courtyard was built into a bamboo forest, which was very lush. You can hear the rooster crowing and the goose roaring from afar, pastoral style, rural style.

The mule cart rushed into the farmyard, and the owner had already stood to greet him.

The master was a middle-aged woman, with several boys and girls standing beside her, and the old man who drove the car was very familiar with them, and stepped forward to talk to the master.

"Please!" the master asked, and let the three of them sit in the pergola in the courtyard, and then the boys offered tea.

Xiao Xiaohan and Shimeng Shiwei looked carefully, and saw that several boys and girls were dressed in classical costumes, dressed in Hanfu, combing fairy children's hair buns, behaving moderately, and speaking elegantly, not like village children who had not entered the school.

The three of them tasted tea, and saw that this tea was made of bamboo leaves as the main body, with strange flowers and wild fruits in the mountains, with a mellow fragrance and excellent taste.

The serving boy came to ask the three if they were going to eat here and when they wanted to eat, and Xiao Han replied that it would be in an hour.

Another child came over to ask the guest officer if he liked to ride a horse, and when he heard that there were horses to ride, Xiao Xiaohan and Shimeng Shiwei were eager to try.

The boy raised a bamboo flute, blew it three times, and soon heard the sound of hooves, and three horses, one red, one green and one white, stood outside the gate.

Soon, the three horses were saddled, and the boy invited the guest officer to mount the horse. It turned out that the boy was a shepherd boy who could summon horses with the sound of a flute.

The three men saddled their horses, and the horses began to run on the grass until they reached the near hill of the valley, and then ran back again.

The three horses ran to a gentle grassy slope and found that a small table made of bamboo and wood was already set up, on which were the seasonal fruits of the local specialties were arranged.

The three horses seemed to be well trained, and when they arrived they stood in unison, waiting for the rider to jump off their horses.

In the open grassland, except for the three horses, there were three young boys and girls, and everyone felt a novelty, so they sat down at the small table.

The fruit is fresh, as if it had just been picked, and the small fruits are strawberries, grapes, begonias, mulberries, and three bright red apples.

However, the three apples are not the average size, but a large, medium, and small one.

Seeing this, Xiao Xiaohan first picked up the medium-sized apple and put it in front of him.

Mo Shiwei shouted when she saw it:

"Brother Xiaohan, you are bad, you are bad! how can I share the remaining one with my sister?"

Xiao Xiaohan smiled wryly and said:

"Let your sister Shimeng share it. ”

Mi Shimeng stretched out his hand and took the youngest one into his hand and said:

"Back then, Kong Rong could make pears at the age of four, why can't I be polite to my sister at the age of eighteen?"

Mo Shiwei couldn't let her sister eat small, so she reached out to grab it, but Shimeng just didn't let go, and the two couldn't fight.

As soon as Xiao Han saw that the time had come, he deliberately asked:

"Little sister Shiwei, tell me why you want to eat that little apple? If you understand the reason, let you eat that little one. ”

Shiwei thought for a moment and said loudly:

"Because I'm a little wife, I want to eat small, and Sister Shimeng is a big wife, so I want to eat big!"

Xiao Xiaohan had already seen that Mi Shimeng's face was flushed with shame at this time, so he deliberately asked her again:

"Shimeng, if you refuse to let your little sister eat that little one, what is the reason?"

Mi Shimeng was even more shy, and it took a long time to say the words she was embarrassed to say:

"Because I'm the eldest wife, I have to eat the small one and give the big one to the little wife!"

The hearty and happy laughter of three boys and girls immediately sounded on the grass.