Chapter 11: Mountain, Mountain, Mountain, Mountain!

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The autumn wind can't blow here.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Fang Hong gritted his teeth: "His grandma, I'm going to lose the pot!" ”

"Can't, Brother Gun!"

"My smoker brother, the pot has to stay!"

"If you lose the pot, you'll starve to death!"

Fang Hong was panting and pedaling: "Scolded the next door...... The barrier, the last time I took the car through here, I didn't feel how far it was, and the breakfast at eight o'clock was washed away. ”

Fang Hong's plan was to cross Balang Mountain at eight o'clock and then make breakfast.

As a result, at eight o'clock, Fang Hong had not yet reached the highest point of Balang Mountain.

The aircraft is pulling up, and it is automatically looking for the best angle to shoot.

To be honest, the mountains here are majestic, with three nine curves and eighteen bends, and they are on the edge of the cliff, which looks very majestic.

"Oh my God, this angle is amazing, it looks a little dizzy."

The majestic mountains, the right side is the withered yellow grass slope, the left side is the Qianzhang cliff, on the asphalt road, Fang Hong has already stood up and pedaled.

With Fang Hong's physical strength and strength, this seems incredible.

Everyone knew that it was best to pedal the ramp when standing up and using the downward pressure gravity, but Fang Hong had never ridden like this.

"As you can see, the mountains here are steep, and if the road is not going up along the mountain but is directly too high, many cars can't climb uphill, and I want to carry the car up the grassy slope......" Fang Hong's voice was muffled when he said this.

The eagle's cry is sharp and crisp.

The aircraft dodges, and an eagle crosses the camera.

"I'm Cao, so fast!"

"Is that an eagle? Too fast, didn't see clearly! ”

In the air, the eagle kept staring at the drone.

Category page, the live broadcast room also stuck the sharp eyes of an eagle flying in front of the camera, only the head of the eagle was photographed, and one-third of the picture was a blue sky.

All of a sudden, many tourists clicked in.

The speed of the aerial camera, the eagle simply could not catch up, and after the eagle became entangled several times, it began to circle, and the aerial footage was also given to it.

At this time, Fang Hong was reminded: "Do you want to learn archery skills?" ”

"My uncle, you're in danger, let me learn archery......" But after thinking about it for a while, Fang Hong still clicked on the first level, in case it can be used in the future.

"Whether or not to learn shooting skills." Archery is archery, and shooting should be a firearm, right? After being puzzled for a while, Fang Hong still clicked one level.

"Whether to be vigilant or not." The vigilance is already LV3, and Fang Hong's point is one level higher, because this is his own ability, and there will be an increase after the point is high.

Encounter an eagle that activates the hint of three skills in a row.

When Fang Hong clicked on his skills, the bamboo brush in the live broadcast room flew up.

"666, this drone is so wide that it actually fights with eagles."

"It's a high-definition picture, like a documentary about the animal world."

"I'm ashamed to have sent a Buddha to jump over the wall, everyone come and grab the blessing bag!"

This picture also aroused the interest of many sailors, among whom they were ashamed to have sent the Buddha to jump over the wall, and others sent lobster rice balls and the like.

Fang Hong: "Thank you for being ashamed of the former Buddha jumping over the wall." ”

The rolling hills seem like a challenge that can never be played.

After climbing the turn of a mountain, Fang Hong grinned: "Brothers, find a good thing." ”

Because of the corner, the camera couldn't see this direction, and Fang Hong was sure that everyone didn't see it.

Ahead, many cars are parked on the side of the road, there are also many cyclists whose bicycles are parked on the side of the road, and many people are by the guardrail on the edge of the cliff.

Fang Hong dropped the car and walked to the guardrail, and this picture came into the camera.

Below, the white clouds roll, vast and boundless.

The clouds rolled like the waves of the sea.

"Balang Mountain and the sea of clouds! Everyone's lucky! ”

The people next to him were holding SLR mirrorless mobile phones to take pictures, and Fang Hong stood on the edge of the cliff with great interest: "The last time I came to Balang Mountain, the driver told me a story, saying that there was a Hong Kong couple, I heard that if you can meet the sea of clouds when passing by Balang Mountain, it will bring good luck, but they have been here for three consecutive years, and they have not encountered the sea of clouds, so you can imagine how good everyone's luck is." ”

The people next to him also noticed the 'Rotten Iron Group' flying machine flying behind Fang Hong, and looked sideways.

Fang Hong glanced at the data: "Hello everyone, I am an online anchor, and now there are more than 7,000 friends watching the show, can you say hello?" ”

The people who come here are very kind, and they will greet cyclists and backpackers on the road.

"Good morning!" On the side of the road, the people who stopped to watch the sea of clouds turned around and shouted out the three most common words on this Sichuan-Tibet line.

The barrage also hit a large "Good morning!" ”。

Fang Hong shouted at the sea of clouds: "I wish everyone a good mood every day!" ”

On this road, everyone put down their burdens to relax, and they can all get high when they say hello inexplicably.

Many sailors frantically buckled the barrage: "I really want to go, it's beautiful, the scenery is beautiful, and the people are beautiful." ”

A buddy in a jacket and a helmet raised his thumb: "Brother, awesome, live broadcast 38 bars?" ”

"Well, you're awesome, you're here so early."

"Yes, we came down from the mountain, just arrived, where did you start from?"

"Wolong."

"Wolong!" This buddy's eyes widened: "I relied on how fast you came, Wolong went uphill for forty kilometers to get here, and we were scrapped for more than ten kilometers on the mountain." ”

"Cruise twenty-five."

"Awesome, ride 28 bars to cruise 25?" This guy stretched out his hand: "I 317318 every year, either mountain bike or off-road motorcycle, people on this road call me Brother Ghost." ”

"My name is Smoking Gun, Brother Ghost, what's next?"

"To Xiaojin tonight, I need a comfortable bed."

"Ha, I'm going to S Girl Mountain tonight, I'm going to climb the mountain."

After a short exchange, Fang Hong set off again: "Brothers, it's time to go, rest well!" ”

Barrage: "Barbecue, barbecue!" ”

Fang Hong turned his head and looked, on the lawn hillside on the other side, there was a barbecue!

"Haha, you are blessed, I thought I wouldn't meet it, this is grilled lamb chops, and I am going to go to Xindu Bridge to find it."

"Blessed ghost, we can't eat it, we all eat it by you!"

Fang Hong walked to the barbecue stall: "Boss, lamb chops?" ”

"It's all lamb chops, good lamb chops, fragrant."

Fang Hong pointed to the flying machine: "I'm doing a live broadcast, and many people on the Internet will watch it again, can I bake it myself?" ”

"Yes."

Fang Hong chose two skewers: "I was going to be vegetarian, but now I will do two skewers of lamb chops, mutton is different from other meats, blood water affects the taste, you must soak for two hours, unless it is a sheep from Mongolia or Xinjiang, you can't cook or roast it directly, the boss is a knowledgeable person, and he has already soaked it." ”

"Grunt, grunt, grunt, I can't tell if it's my saliva or my stomach."

"Again! Put! Poison! ”

Of course, the water friends are flying.

Your aunt is no longer your aunt: "Eat two more skewers, I sponsor it." ”

"Your aunt is no longer your aunt, send ten Buddhas to jump over the wall, everyone come and grab the blessing bag!"

"The local tyrant's mother is here again, is there still a lack of godson?"

Under the strong wind, the charcoal fire has a lot of smoke and dust, mixed with the smell of chili pepper, which is called spicy paste flavor type, which is one of the mainstream flavor types of Sichuan cuisine.

Fang Hong looked at the golden lamb chops and couldn't help but swallow his throat.

"No, I'm going downstairs to drink a bowl of rice noodles."

"I'm going to have a bowl of chaos."

"Soul light, that's called wonton!"

"Fuck off, it's called copying!"

"Weakly insert a sentence, isn't it called Bao Mian......"

Fang Hong picked up a bunch of lamb chops: "Ah, mountains...... Mountain...... Mountain...... ......Halfway through the song, the lamb chops slipped from between the bamboo skewers.

"Tell you to release poison, tell you to pretend to be forced, haha, retribution is coming!"

Fang Hong looked at the barrage, and then looked at the mutton chops stained with mud on the ground: "Ma Dan, I still have a bunch." As he spoke, he picked it up, and the lamb chops were facing upwards: "This is a seed, see if Lao Tzu doesn't bite you to death." ”

"Boss, bring me a dozen, take away."