He sat in the middle of a row of long seats, and the nearest junior disciple Zheng Bei was five seats apart in the row in front of him.

"When will it stop raining this day?" Zhang Yue sat next to Zhu Jiaxiang in a sneering manner, holding his hands on his chest, looking tired and didn't want to move.

"I think it's a different feeling on a rainy day." Zhu Jia said with a smile.

"Yo, I don't know if it rains, all over. Wet. Wet. Wet. You don't know what I'm in my shoes all of now. Tide. Light, can you understand this mood, Zhu Jia. She squinted at Zhu Jia with a very disapproving expression.

"Don't you know that it's the hottest time of summer, and in addition to cooling down when it rains, the surroundings are like a fairyland." Zhu Jia said.

"Senior brother and sister, don't quarrel between you two, the car is coming." Sun Tian and Zheng Bei sat in the front, and neither of them noticed the back, but the always gentle senior brother and senior sister spoke more and more in a heavy tone, and she laughed loudly and said to the two behind her, and even Li Xing and Wu Zhen, who were sitting on the outermost side, looked over.

When he walked to the car more than 20 meters away, Zhu Jia saw Senior Sister Wu Zhen and Zheng Bei, who were about the same height as him, talking and laughing there.

Sitting in the third row of the bus full of tourists, a man wearing a dark poncho came up from the front door, he held an umbrella in his right hand and carried a schoolbag, and he walked past Zhu Jia, he felt so heavy.

There were a few more sounds of shoes on the floor from the back door, and the car quickly drove away from the position of the cliff on the negative floor, and circled downward for five minutes, and a long wooden building with a black body appeared on the high stairs a few dozen meters away on the left.

"This is where the King of Haizang hid the armory back then, we just saw the first floor above ground, it is said that there are more than a dozen floors underground, we will wait until we see the former residence of the King of Haizang to decide whether to go or not." Teacher Zhao said.

Zhu Jia sat in his position, the back of the chair seemed to be unable to bear the weight, he leaned his whole body up, and the back of the chair went down. Palsy. Go. He could only sit up straighter from time to time, and restore the back of the chair with his right hand.

As far as he could, he saw that Senior Brother Zheng Bei on the other side of the corridor on the right seemed to be lying on a rocking chair, and Teacher Wang in the back was sandwiched between two sofa chairs.

Zhu Jia looked at the past for a long time, and was thinking about whether to remind him, when Zhang Yue, who was sitting in the back, gently knocked on Zheng Bei's shoulder, as if he was awakened from sleep, and looked back.

"Your chair is too far back." Zhang Yue said with a smile.

A voice came out of his slightly dark and thin face: "The chairs here don't seem to be very good, no matter how I get them, they all fall backwards, you see." He sat up straight, the back of the chair returned to its original state, and he fell back and forth a few more times, and Zhu Jia was about to die of laughter by his movements.

Zhang Yue laughed even louder.

"Bey, that's not how it works." Sun Tian, who was sitting in the front row of him, said.

"The chairs here aren't very good, and so am I." Zhu Jia said.

Zheng Bei turned around and saw Teacher Wang sitting behind her, "Teacher Wang, you are sitting here." He said with some surprise and quickly lifted the chair forward.

"Belle, be careful that Mr. Wang doesn't sign your graduation thesis in the future." Wu Zhen said with a smile.

"I'm fine, you can't touch me." Teacher Wang said calmly.

Zheng Bei set up some chairs very innocently. The car circled around the mountain, and the bodies of a group of them swayed in other directions from time to time.

Zhu Jia saw the cliffs that kept flashing outside the window, he glanced at the younger brothers and sisters around him, and all closed his eyes and rested, and he seemed to be the only one in the whole car looking up from afar.

His head was a little dizzy, but he was emptying his brain, tilting his body slightly, and the whole person and the environment in the car blended together, swaying with the car.

In the middle, Zhang Yue opened his eyes a few times, and the car was still winding up the cliff quickly. After a long time, the voices in the carriage became louder, and she finally kept her eyes long. The state of being open.

Through the trickle of rain falling on the window, she saw distant mountains hazy in the fog in the distance, and the black rocks at the top of the mountain stood on the horizon through the thick fog.

"I was so dizzy when I climbed up and down just now." Sun Tian covered his chest, with an expression of wanting to vomit. As soon as she stepped out of the car, a heavy rain poured down on her body, but Zheng Bei behind quickly blocked her head.

"I was so uncomfortable halfway from the car that I fell asleep." Wu Zhen said.

After a group of people got out of the car, Zhang Yue walked behind Teacher Zhao and crossed the people in front. Tide. Target. Sew. Crack. Zhu Jia was separated by the crowd, he quickened his pace, and in front of a clear and turbulent underground ditch, he and other classmates converged beside the straight marble bridge, and the umbrella in front of him fell between the two umbrella supports. Beautiful. Beautiful. Thin. Flow.