Phoenix Mountain, in the east of the county seat, the crested peaks reach into the sky, and lush forests, green trees, wild flowers, and green grass almost cover a mountain.

On the top of the Phoenix Mountain, there is a temple, which is surrounded by silver streams in front of the mountain and forests in the back, and is located in the key place of the county seat. Near the city but not into the city, near the water but not into the water. The geographical location is very superior, which naturally attracts many tourists who burn incense and worship.

In this regard, Wang Guan is no longer surprised. In this part of China, there is almost a place where there are mountains, and there must be a temple and Taoist temple on it. However, the most infuriating thing is that even if the temple and Taoist temple are built on the mountain, they still have to collect tolls...... Ahem, that's what is called a ticket.

There is no way, Wang Guan is not familiar with the place, and he is not clear at all, where is there a small road Chapter 122 Willow Dark Flower Ming Another Village can take a shortcut, so he had to pay the money obediently before entering the Phoenix Mountain.

Follow the flow of people and hang out at the temple. Seeing the unfamiliar fork in the road, Wang Guanwan suddenly realized that his decision to cross the mountains and mountains to find the treasure was probably a big joke.

After all, the places outlined by Mr. Song in the atlas are all large areas, and I don't know how many mountains are included. Wang Guan is not a local, and without a guide, he is basically blind to the terrain, topography, and landform here, in fact, he is almost like a blind person, how can he find a specific place.

"Miscalculated."

Wang Guan shook his head and sighed lightly, and understood more deeply that the ideal is very happy, but the reality is very cruel.

"Didi ......"

At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly, Wang Guan took it out and took a look, and found that it was Yu Feibai, so he answered it.

"Hey...... What's going on? ”

As soon as he connected the phone, Wang Guan heard a crackling sound from his mobile phone, as if he was setting off firecrackers.

"Playing with guns."

At this time, Yu Feibai's laughter came: "How about it, are you interested in coming over for a few shots." ”

"I'm thinking about Chapter 122." Wang Guan was moved, and said a little helplessly: "However, I am in the Salt Pavilion now." ”

"Salt Pavilion, where?"

Yu Feibai was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "Why did you suddenly run there?" ”

"Yanting/County, the hometown of the ancestors, the hometown of Wentong." Wang Guan smiled: "Yesterday, wasn't it a friend who visited Uncle De." He was about to come to the Salt Pavilion to dig out the house, so I followed him. ”

"What, there is such a good thing."

Yu Feibai was surprised and envious: "Then you shouldn't miss it again." ”

"What, you treat me as a god, where is there a missed pick every day."

Wang Guan couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "When Uncle Lei and I came, all the good things were bought, leaving only a bunch of rags. I didn't buy any antiques, and I felt like it was for nothing. ”

"Haha, hearing you say that, I'm much more comfortable." Yu Feibai smiled and opened his way.

"Hey, what do you mean by that?"

Wang Guan was a little speechless and said: "How does it sound, it's a bit of schadenfreude." ”

"It's just gloating, who told you to dig out the house and didn't call me, now you will suffer retribution."

Yu Feibai smiled: "If you had known, you might as well come with me." Here, you can experience what real guns are, as well as the feeling of driving a tank armored vehicle and rampage. ”

"Cut!"

Wang Guan sneered, did not admit that he was envious and jealous, and snorted: "You just bump into it slowly, although I didn't buy an antique yesterday, I accidentally found an ancient treasure map, and now I am looking for treasure." ”

"Really?" Yu Feibai was shocked.

"Fake!"

Wang Guan didn't have a good breath and ended the call.

Of course, Wang Guan didn't have such a small weapon, so he was angry. It's just that he suddenly saw a familiar figure on the path of the mountain behind the temple.

Wang Guan was a little curious, and quickly followed, hesitantly greeting, "Mr. Song......"

Hearing the voice, the man turned around, and it was the young man who had sold antiques yesterday. At this moment, he was wearing black clothes, wearing a white flower on his chest, and his expression was a little sad and solemn.

"Oh, it's you." The young man also remembered Wang Guan, and nodded lightly: "What a coincidence." ”

"I heard that the incense here is very effective, and the scenery on the mountain is also good, so I came to take a look." Wang Guan explained casually, a little strangely: "Mr. Song, who are you?" ”

"Today is my grandfather's 100-day taboo." The young man was a little gloomy and said softly, "I heard that that day, he fell ill on a nearby mountain...... Departed. So, I'll come over and have a look. ”

"Ahh

Wang Guan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly apologized: "Mr. Song, I'm really sorry, I don't know about this." ”

"It's okay."

The young man shook his head slightly, and was not in the mood to speak, just nodded and signaled to Wang Guan, and then turned to leave. Looking at the appearance of Soser in his background, you can also feel his sorrow, remembrance, and mourning for his grandfather.

"It seems that the relationship between the grandfather and grandson is not as weak as Uncle Lei said. Or maybe there are some things that only when you lose them do you know how precious they are. Wang Guan muttered to himself, and he didn't go up to disturb others again.

At the same time, Wang Guan lowered his head and pondered, vaguely, as if he had a clue.

"On a nearby mountain, I had a heart attack and died......"

Slowly, Wang Guan was thoughtful, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining, like a lightning bolt.

"Mr. Song, wait!"

At this time, Wang Guan pulled his legs and caught up with the young man, and said a little breathlessly: "Mr. Song, may I ask where your grandfather died?" Don't get me wrong, Mr. Song is highly respected and enjoys a high reputation in our collecting circles. Since today is his 100-day taboo, we, the juniors, should also go there to pay tribute to a pillar of incense. ”

In fact, this is also a bit unreasonable. To know the incense, you should go to the cemetery.

However, the young man was in a low mood now, and he didn't think about it so much, but frowned and said, "That place is very remote, and it will take at least two hours to walk from here. ”

"It's so far."

Wang Guan was a little surprised, and wanted to ask the young man, then why did you say that you were nearby just now.

"You say, he is an old man, he can't stay at home to spend his old age, why does he always have to run to the mountains."

The young man seemed to be talking, and said with an inexplicable sad resentment: "If you live in the city, even if you are sick, you can send it to the hospital in time for rescue, and it will not ...... And so it goes. ”

When Wang Guan heard this, he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only comfort: "Mr. Song, the festival mourns and changes!" ”

"Whew...... Sorry to make you laugh. The young man also realized that he was a little out of shape, stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes slightly, and after telling Wang Guan the location, he turned around and went down the mountain and left.

Looking at the figure of the young man walking away, Wang Guan scratched his head in distress, the mountain road was rugged, and there was no way to open to traffic, so he could only walk. If you have to walk for more than two hours, the soles of your feet will probably blister.

"Should I bet on this?"

Wang Guan hesitated slightly, immediately went down the mountain, and after returning to the hotel, he immediately searched for information on the Internet at a nearby Internet café, and then made a big purchase.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn and gray, Wang Guan appeared at the foot of Phoenix Mountain, wearing a hat, shoulder backpack, and hiking shoes, all dressed in the standard configuration of a donkey.

At this time, it was only about six o'clock, and the road leading to the mountain temple had not yet been charged. On the contrary, a few old people can be seen, wearing loose sportswear, exercising in the morning at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Wang Guan's fully armed appearance, these old people were also very curious and paid attention frequently. Wang Guan was a little embarrassed, quickened his pace, went up the mountain, bypassed the monastery, and then went all the way inside.

I walked and walked, climbed several hills, and crossed several streams. Even, watching the sun leap out of the eastern sky, and then slowly rise to a position in mid-air.

More than two hours passed, and Wang Guan finally arrived at his destination.

This is a poor mountain village, and there are only twenty or thirty families in the whole village. On the map, there is no presence of this village at all. Fortunately, there were some kind villagers on the way. Otherwise, even if Wang Guan gets lost in the mountains, he may not find this village.

However, after finding the village, Wang Guan had no intention of entering, but climbed the highest mountain near the village and observed it carefully. The peaks are rolling and undulating, and in the distance, a small stream runs around the valley like a spoon.

Seeing this, Wang Guan was a little excited, and hurriedly took out the treasure map and carefully compared it.

After watching for a while, Wang Guan found that the terrain depicted in the treasure map was at least seventy percent similar to the situation here. Considering the simplicity and distortion of the treasure map's lines, this is already a very high proportion. Perhaps Mr. Song discovered this place and was very excited and excited, which led to his death from a heart attack.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Song also fell short."

Wang Guan sighed a little, but immediately collected his mood, turned around and continued to drill into the mountains. After all, the small river that goes around the village is just a conspicuous sign in the treasure map, and there is still some distance from the real treasure location.

However, the so-called lookout mountain runs dead horses. The distance on the map seems to be very short, but in fact, it took Wang Guan more than an hour, so that he kept climbing, climbing over mountains and mountains, before he came to a col surrounded by five mountains.

In the treasure map, this place is painted with a special red dot.

According to common sense, this is supposed to be a place to hide treasure.

However, after Wang Guan came here, he felt as if he had been trapped. Because this col is very spacious, Wang Guan visually inspected it and felt that it was about 100 meters square. Such a spacious place, with its unkempt stone piles and clumps of thorny bushes, can be described as a mess.

If an ordinary person comes to this place, unless he is given a bulldozer, he will not have three or five months of digging time, and he should not expect to be able to dig through the treasure.

Of course, there must also be a premise that there is really treasure buried here.

Until now, Wang Guan is still wondering, will there really be a legendary treasure here?

I started to adjust the number of words in the chapters, 3,000 words per chapter, so tomorrow is two shifts.

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