The July sun was blazing, and even though it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun still hung above the top of the mountain for a long time, squandering the heat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe gray dirt road is still slightly hot to step on, and the surrounding wilderness trees are listless.

An equally listless paper crane staggered down on a field stalk next to the dirt road, crumpled and no longer recognizable in its original color.

After about half a burnt incense, a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old turned out of the col and walked without dust. The boy was carrying a small cloth bag, wearing a set of summer school uniforms with Chinese characteristics, looking very clean, walking on foot in such a hot weather without sweating, looking relaxed.

The young man walked to the stalk, leaned over to pick up the crumpled paper crane, looked up, and muttered in a low voice, "What the hell is this?"

This young man is Zhang Quyi, since he left Yicui Square that night, he used Fu He to track the man in the cloak, but he didn't think that this chase would be more than ten days, from Lu Province to Henan Province, and from Henan Province to Shaanxi Province, across the three major provinces, nearly thousands of miles away.

The man in the cloak was quite cunning and alert, and on several occasions Zhang Quyi almost caught him, and finally let him go. In particular, the bone reduction technique of the cargo was very headache, and it would hide in the garbage can of the train station, the luggage rack of the train, or hide under the passing car, and once into a grave in the field......

Moreover, Fu He will expire every once in a while, and he needs to re-inject his spiritual power, but fortunately, Zhang Quyi can deduce the escape direction of the cloaked man, otherwise he would have been chased and lost.

At the beginning, Zhang Quyi could also know his location through the positioning of his mobile phone, but then the mobile phone ran out of battery, and even he didn't know where to chase it. For example, now, he doesn't know where he is at the moment, only that it is probably within Shaanxi Province.

At this time, the sun finally set on the top of the mountain, and the twilight of the four fields began to turn blank, and no towns and villages could be seen as far as the eye could see.

"His uncle, I'm going to sleep in the wild again tonight, I'm so hungry!" Zhang Quyi scolded in annoyance.

After more than a dozen days and nights of pursuit, nearly thousands of miles, he was already a little physically and mentally exhausted, but the anger in his chest was even more intense, the man in the cloak was too cruel and vicious to kill and refine his soul, coupled with the revenge of his grandfather who was seriously injured, even if he chased him to the ends of the earth, he vowed to kill him in the palm of his hand.

Just as he was hesitating, a horse-drawn cart came from the other side of the dirt road, driven by an old farmer with a wrinkled face. The cart carried sacks of sweet potatoes, as well as ploughshares and other farm tools. A little girl of about twelve or thirteen years old sat on one of the sacks, holding a washed sweet potato and nibbling on it with relish.

"Huh~, young man, it's getting dark, and the birds and cubs are all back to their nests, what are you doing here?" the old farmer stopped the carriage beside him, looked at Zhang Quyi suspiciously, and asked in a thick accent unique to Shaanxi Province.

Zhang Quyi tasted it before he fully understood, and said with a smile: "Old man, I came to travel, but I got lost, and my mobile phone happened to be out of battery, can you take me to a nearby village and town for a night?"

"Ouch, the young children nowadays are very willful, what are you doing on a trip that you just go, you don't pay attention to safety at all, something is going to happen, what should your parents and family do?" the old farmer shook his head and pointed behind him, motioning for Zhang to get into the carriage.

Zhang Qu sweated darkly, thanked him repeatedly, and jumped into the carriage, the little girl was embarrassed to move to the side, and the sweet potato she was gnawing on was secretly received behind her, looking very cramped and shy.

Zhang Quyi smiled at her and introduced himself: "Hello little sister, my name is Zhang Quyi, I'm sorry!"

"Hello, I...... My name is Gu Xiaoyue!" the little girl blushed and ate authentically, while subconsciously wiping the sweet potato skin that was stuck in the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Quyi couldn't help but be a little surprised, this black and handsome little girl looked like a little peasant sister, her name was very nice, her Mandarin was quite standard, and her eyes were dark and smart.

The old farmer who drove the car obviously liked Kan Dashan very much, and chatted with Zhang Quyi while driving the car, and the two sides soon became acquainted, and the little girl Gu Xiaoyue was not so shy, and sometimes she would take the initiative to help translate the dialect that Zhang Quyi did not understand.

Through chatting, I learned that the old farmer who drove the car was called Gu Dachuan, the grandfather of the little girl, and the two lived in the nearby Gujiazhai, and Gu Xiaoyue was in the first year of junior high school.

"First brother, do you travel around every summer vacation?" Gu Xiaoyue asked curiously, Hei Jun's face couldn't hide her envy.

There is no doubt that every boy and girl has a dream of wandering, a person with a backpack, walking all over the world, all over the world, all over the rivers and mountains. Gu Xiaoyue also has this kind of pure and beautiful feelings without exception.

Zhang Quyi smiled and nodded, the envy in Gu Xiaoyue's eyes became even stronger, looking at the sunset on the horizon, she seemed to be in endless thought, and muttered: "If only I could do this, it's a pity that I don't have money!"

The old farmer pouted and said: "Silly girl, what's so fun about traveling, it's inconvenient to eat, drink and sleep, and waste money, how can you be comfortable at home." ”

"Grandpa, you don't understand, it's useless to tell you!" Gu Xiaoyue retorted unhappily.

The old farmer grinned happily: "Yes, yes, grandpa doesn't understand, but grandpa knows that if Zhang Xiaozi hadn't met us today, he would have to squat in this barren mountain and eat the northwest wind, and let the wild wolf bite it if he didn't get it right." ”

Zhang Qu sweated darkly, smiled and said: "Xiaoyue, your grandfather is right, traveling around is not as good as you think, not only is it very tiring, but it is also dangerous. ”

Gu Xiaoyue closed her mouth and was silent, but her eyes were clearly talking about who was deceiving, it's not good that you still travel everywhere?

Gu Nong said with a smile: "Girl, have you heard it, don't keep thinking about traveling or something." But Zhang boy, you came to our Shaanxi Province to travel this time, it is the right place, the land of the pre-Qin Dynasty, the historical and cultural heritage...... What's the word...... Anyway, it is unfathomable, there are countless famous mountains and rivers, and there are too many historical celebrities to count.

Take our Tongchuan Yaozhou as an example, it is the gateway fortress of Guanzhong to northern Shaanxi, the key to Beishan, and what Guan Fu said is our Yaozhou. Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, and who is the Tang Dynasty...... The handwriting is very good, yes, Liu Gongquan is from our Yaozhou, and many founding celebrities are from here......!"

The old head talked about local celebrities like a few treasures, and he looked like a smug stinky fart!

Zhang Quyi knew that he was currently in Yaozhou, Tongchuan, Shaanxi Province, which was the hometown of Sun Simiao, the king of medicine, which was also a famous hundred-year-old cow in history, who was said to have lived for 142 years, and the sleeping fairy Chen Tuan Ancestor and Sanfeng Dao people were all at the same level.