Zhao Dapeng's startled made the car shake a little, and the donkey was obviously a little messy because of the abnormal movement behind him, stepping on a few pieces of gravel, crackling. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Don't be so nervous, you can't die." Zeng Yifan pushed Zhao Dapeng and motioned for him to live a little safer.

After all, walking on a cliff at this time, the donkey is not like a car, so the steering wheel is controlled by himself. If a donkey goes crazy and pulls a cart of people off a cliff, and a donkey's life drags four lives, it's really worth it.

"Although Song Gu is also a Gu technique, listening to it for a while can relieve fatigue, make you feel happy, and have a refreshing effect." Zhang Mengmeng continued to explain. If you don't make it clear, I'm afraid that Zhao Dapeng will always be worried.

"It sounds a lot like coffee or strong tea." Zhao Dapeng recalled that this was indeed the case, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Probably more like marijuana or even the sea. Something like Loin. Zeng Yifan added.

The previous song sounded and poured into his ears, Zeng Yifan felt as if his body was a little uncontrollable, even if it was very comfortable, he was struggling inside. I haven't taken drugs, but that's how I feel.

Regarding Zeng Yifan's assertion, Zhang Mengmeng was very pleased: "That's true, this song Gu is actually a kind of spiritual dependence. If you don't hear it, you will have soft bones, no energy, and even die of malaise. ”

"I'm really going to die!" Zhao Dapeng's body, which had been relaxed, tensed up again. He doesn't want to die of a song.

"It's theoretically going to die, but in practice it's not that much. So just now I asked this brother to stop singing. ”

As soon as Zhao Dapeng heard this song, Gu was really going to die, so he shrunk his neck and stopped talking.

Without Zhao Dapeng's babbling, Zhang Mengmeng began to enjoy the scenery along the way. The impact of this open-top ride is definitely much more shocking than riding in a car.

Different from the general cliffs, which are hideous or desolate, the cliffs here are even more mysterious because the cliffs are covered with vines and the cliffs are full of clouds and mist.

Suddenly, Zhang Mengmeng's brows furrowed, and when she raised her eyes just now, she seemed to see something golden on the rock wall. But the wind blew the vines around, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected it, so I suspected that I was a little dazzled.

"Yifan, what do you think of the feng shui here?" Zhang Mengmeng suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Zeng Yifan was a little distracted. The post on the local forum in Lingcheng that said that the Jinxin Building had been set up with a bad feng shui bureau was deleted after only a few minutes. It's a mysterious, but it's not all unfounded. At least, Jinxin Group has been unlucky enough recently.

"You think this mountain is not suitable for burying the dead?" Zhang Mengmeng continued to ask.

Zhao Dapeng was already a little panicked, and suddenly heard Zhang Mengmeng talking about a dead man, and immediately shouted: "Take a good car, just take the car, say what dead people, girls, talk about cosmetics, talk about how good the new autumn clothes are." ”

"It's not that I'm going to say it, but you have a coffin on top of your head."

"Coffin?!"

When Zhao Dapeng and Zeng Yifan heard this, they both subconsciously looked up. At a height of only five or six meters above the head, a copper coffin of more than half a meter was sticking out of the rock wall. At this moment, the wind was a little strong, blowing open the dense vines, and the copper coffin was exposed.

"Hey, hey, it's a dead man!" Zhao Dapeng was not mentally prepared, and was so frightened that he almost rolled off the donkey cart.

Zeng Yifan was also startled, but he was calmer than Zhao Dapeng, and held him up: "This should be a cliff burial, which is not uncommon." ”

"But I'm afraid it's a bit much." Zeng Yifan raised his head again, and within his line of sight, there were at least seven or eight vines. And that's just the protruding rock wall, and there's probably more of the hole in it.

"That's why I asked you, is this place very good in feng shui, suitable for burying the dead, otherwise how could there be so many copper coffins."

Regarding the feng shui of the yin house, Zeng Yifan's grandfather's "House Luck Record" does not talk much about it. But Feng Shui theory has one of the most basic principles, which is qi and form.

In the simplest terms, if you feel comfortable, Feng Shui will be good, and if you feel uncomfortable, Feng Shui will naturally not be good.

According to this cliff, there is nothing above, and there is no bottom below, and people walking on the mountain road are frightened, and naturally there will be no good feng shui.

"On the side of ethnic minorities, many people don't believe in feng shui, and they probably don't pay attention to it." Zeng Yifan avoided the topic. At this moment, he smelled a strange smell, and he couldn't tell what it looked like, anyway, it came from far ahead.

Looking at Zhang Mengmeng, she didn't react. I think I'm a little nervous.

However, as the car approached a corner, a noisy sound was faintly heard.

The donkey cart made a sharp turn, and the tick-tick came to a slow stop.

I saw a bus parked not far away, full of people occupying the entire road, several passengers got off the bus, or standing or squatting, and the driver was sweating profusely with his mobile phone. Looks like the car has been parked here for a while.

"Haha, it's the unlucky Jinxin Group's car again!" Zhao Dapeng saw the huge words "Jinxin Bus" at a glance. Recently, several Jinxin buses have had safety accidents, and they are all new cars.

Zeng Yifan flew at Zhao Dapeng with an eye knife. Obviously, he wasn't smiling properly.

Zhao Dapeng was stabbed by the eye knife, and immediately stopped his mouth, shrunk his neck and said, "Fortunately, we didn't take this car, or the donkey is reliable." ”

The road ahead was blocked, so all three got out of the car to see what was going on.

Before he walked to the front of the car, Zeng Yifan felt that his shoulder was slammed. Looking back, it was actually an acquaintance.

"Hey, it's you!" The person who greeted Zeng Yifan turned out to be the host at the Jinxin Building Auto Show more than half a month ago.

This host, since that incident, has been a little thoughtful, and no longer travels around to make extra money. He has a good family background, and recently he has been traveling around the country with a single-lens reflex camera with his backpack on his back. I don't want to see the customs of ethnic minorities, and I don't want to go to a crowded place, so I touched Banzhu Township.