tSu Qingyu felt like he had been running around in a dungeon.
If she wanted, she could stay in the safe zone and lead an ordinary and stable life.
But she didn't.
Destiny kept pushing her forward.
In fact, when facing the copy, she would feel a vague sense of excitement.
It's like a gene engraved in our bones.
The seven-day agreed time has arrived.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Su Qingyu packed her black backpack, filled it with instant food and drinking water, and then came to the place where she and Bai Huo had agreed to meet.
That black backpack served as the initial prop and has accompanied Su Qingyu all the way to this day.
Su Qingyu is a nostalgic person. The outer skin of the shoulder strap of the bag has fallen off a little, but Su Qingyu has never replaced it.
The morning sun is soft and warm.
The rising sun spreads a golden curtain in the east.
The weather has turned cooler and there is a slight chill in the air.
The branches and leaves of the trees on both sides of the street were swaying, and the edges of the leaves were already golden. There were almost no pedestrians on the street, and the few red taxis that occasionally passed by were also driven by strange drivers.
White fire is a fusion of black and white. It is cold and holy, like a god descending to the earth.
This time, Bai Huo plans to arrive at eight o'clock.
Su Qingyu was two minutes late and ate two red bean paste buns on the way.
Bai Huo turned his head and greeted, "Miss Su."
Su Qingyu nodded at him: "Hello, good morning."
Bai Huo took out a paper map.
"Miss Su, Monkey God Mountain is quite far from here. If we want to go there, we need to take a high-speed train or a plane. However, taking public transportation may lead us to other dungeons, which is quite troublesome."
Su Qingyu opened the map on her phone and said, "Whether we take the high-speed train or the plane, there is no way to get directly to the foot of Monkey God Mountain. The road into the mountain is quite rugged, so we need to use a bullock cart."
"We can walk there." Bai Huo looked at the short distance pointed by Su Qingyu's finger. He was good at Qinggong and had walked this distance in the past. It would only take three incense sticks to reach the destination.
"You can fly while walking, but I can't." Su Qingyu knew that the road was at least ten kilometers long, and walking would not only take time but also be tiring.
“This…” Bai Huo was a little troubled.
This is called a bad start.
Su Qingyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a way."
"What is the solution?"
"Call a plane to pick you up."
Bai Huo nodded and waited for Su Qingyu to place an order for the strange driver using his mobile phone.
Who would have thought that Su Qingyu would yell at the top of her lungs: "Driver! Business is coming! If you hear me, fly the plane over here! Fly a bigger one! One seat is not enough!"
Use the simplest and most primitive method to "call" the plane.
If this were a cartoon, there would be three more vertical black lines next to Bai Huo's head.
A strange driver appeared in their sight, driving a helicopter that was slightly larger than the last time.
Bai Huo raised his eyes slightly: "Miss Su is really a hidden talent."
Su Qingyu said jokingly, "I have a lot of friends when I'm out."
The strange driver simply placed them on the outskirts of the copy, and they had to walk the rest of the way by themselves.