The Longevity Project

Chapter 145: Photos and empty houses (6)

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"That's good." Bai Ye got up and tidied up the tabletop. "I will take you there at noon tomorrow. It's getting dark too. You can live here tonight."

"No." I waved, "I'm going now."

I didn't want to be in such a hurry, but subconsciously I wanted to finish the matter here as soon as possible and then go to see what Guo Huihuang had to say.

"Oh? So anxious? This is not your Xiao Ning's style. If you go to Yizhuang so late, you don't look at what was put there before." Bai Ye smiled.

"You just need to show us the way. When the time comes, Chongyang and I will go in and have a look. You will wait outside, will you succeed? It won't hurt you?"

Bai Ye smiled and said, "Do you think I don't know your temperament? When the time comes to the door of the house, if you can't get in, you can't help me, right?"

I took a sip of my tea, and asked if I knew it.

At this time, Chongyang had already played a few games with others on the Internet. This kid made a lot of progress, unlike when I was scolded as soon as I played a game.

The three people cleaned up, didn't bring too many things, drove to the foot of the mountain and got out of the car, and one of them went into the mountain holding a flashlight.

Peanut is not a big mountain, but the area is not small.

The night temperature in the mountains is relatively low, "I knew I should add some clothes again." Bai Ye shivered.

"Who told you to wear a short sleeve to go out?" I pulled the weeds away in front of me, carefully walking along the narrow mountain path.

The forest was dark quickly, the sky was still slightly bright when entering the mountain, and at this moment, the mountain was full of darkness.

The three flashlights churned in the darkness of the forest, from time to time amazed at the dormant birds in the canopy. The flapping wings sounded endlessly.

The flow of fireflies flying around in the mountains smashed on the face and made people feel uncomfortable. "Is it almost there?" I asked.

"Almost." Bai Ye was not cold anymore at this time. The three people who walked down a mountain road sweated somewhat.

Although the terrain is relatively flat, the overall situation is still upward. As I walked, I paid attention to the surrounding conditions, and it was completely dark. You can't even see the outline at all. "Chongyang. Have you been here?" I asked.

Although he didn't know why he came here, he put down his phone and the game and followed him. He didn't say much along the way, "I don't know." He shook his head, "I can't see clearly, I don't know if I've been here before. "

The three of them stopped talking, and from time to time they removed the leaves in front of them that blocked their vision. The cold air is floating, and the old and decadent breath that belongs to the woods permeates the air. Occasionally, moonlight fell from the cracks in the canopy, and it was scattered into beads, embedded in the dark, which looked very beautiful.

Cold wind often blows across the neck, bringing up tufts of cold hair. The sound of insects is endless, and the ups and downs make the forest more and more silent.

"Here." Bai Ye walked in the forefront, stopped slowly, and slowly shone it with a flashlight. Part of the black wall appeared in my field of vision.

After looking around, I confirmed that it was indeed a building from the Republic of China period.

"Above the flower mountain, haven't you thought about development?" I asked.

According to the current development slogan of third- and fourth-tier small cities, it is nothing more than cultural establishment and economic performance. To borrow the words of a certain writer, it is actually cultural collapse and economic performance.

If you really can’t even dig out culture, and you can’t even grab a celebrity like Wangergouzi in history, then you can really only develop tourism, or in other words, you can only develop real tourism. .

The scenery of Huashan Mountain is pretty good. It has survived the development tide of the previous few years, and even the abandoned Republic of China in the mountains has not been taken care of. (End of this chapter)