"Big family?"
Wu Heng was curious about everything in his hometown and asked, "How big is it?"
Forehead.
The young man was speechless for a moment, somewhat at a loss for words. "Anyway, it's much, much bigger than you imagine. This Feitian Ferry 4A-rated scenic spot is actually a private property of that family. It was only officially rated that way, and we had to work hard to negotiate with that family to make it a tourist attraction. The commission from ticket sales alone is a considerable income every year."
Tickets.
Wu Heng thought of the price of one hundred yuan and nodded heavily, agreeing with what the other party said about it being a very large amount.
"In short, you young people should not act on impulse and go back early. Otherwise, if something goes wrong further, no one can save you." The young man looked at him, took another puff of his cigarette, and warned in a deep tone.
However, five minutes later, when he met the two again, his expression was numb.
"You two, do you take my words as bullshit?!" He gritted his teeth and was so angry that he dropped his cigarette.
Wu Heng picked it up and handed it back to him, saying seriously, "I know you mean well, but I'm here to find my family. They're here."
So I can't go back.
After hearing the reason, the young man calmed down. After a moment of silence, he sighed helplessly, "Forget it, meeting is fate. Who made me like you two? Come on, you two come with me. If anything happens on the way, I'll protect you. By the way, call me Brother Biao."
"Brother Biao." Wu Heng had become much more cheerful on the way up the mountain, and took the initiative to speak: "My name is Wu Heng, and her name is Ye Lan."
"The surname Wu... is quite rare." Brother Biao muttered his name, nodded slightly as a greeting, and then continued to climb with his backpack on his back. "That big family has many servants. The fact that you can find this place means that your family members are working for them. When we get to Feitian Ferry, we'll find out by asking around."
"Yeah." Wu Heng listened to these obediently, feeling inexplicably relieved. At least his family members were not small vendors in the scenic area, but lived in a big family. Their treatment should be much better than those of the people living down the mountain.
Ye Lan was still taciturn. Apart from teaching Wu Heng martial arts and magic, she didn't like to talk most of the time. The more Brother Biao got along with her, the more he dared not talk to her.
The three of them went to the third platform together. The altitude had reached 2,000 meters. The surrounding area was filled with water vapor and mist, which further hindered people's breathing.
Brother Biao opened his backpack in the rest area and filled an oxygen bag. After hesitating for a moment, he asked them if they wanted it.
"We don't need it, Brother Biao can use it yourself." Wu Heng shook his head and refused, without any reluctance on his face.
Upon hearing this, Brother Biao held the oxygen mask while observing the expressions of the two people opposite him. He was surprised to find that not only were they not sweating or suffering from altitude sickness, but even their breathing was not disordered.
Is it because of youth?
No, as a mountaineer who travels all year round, he knows better than anyone that no matter how young or strong you are, it is impossible to climb a mountain thousands of meters high with such high humidity without any abnormalities.
What’s going on with these two people in front of me?
"You..." He took a breath and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a whoosh sound. Something brushed past his ear and then pierced into a tree trunk not far away.
Ye Lan and Wu Heng were just caught between the thing. They both moved sideways to avoid it. Looking back, they saw that what was stuck in the tree trunk was clearly a wooden arrow.
Although the arrow was made of wood, it was extremely sharp and could penetrate deep into the hard tree trunk. It was obvious that if it injured someone, it would easily penetrate the bone.
Thinking of this, Ye Lan raised his eyelids and looked in a direction not far away, his eyes slightly cold.
The surrounding fog was blown away by a gust of wind from somewhere, revealing a few tables at the back. Brother Biao turned his head and was shocked to find that there were people sitting at the other tables.
And they just came over and didn't notice anything at all.
Seeing that they could not hide themselves, everyone looked at them and the other table full of strange and bizarre things with a half-smile.
Seeing that he was surrounded by people, the latter finally raised his hand and said casually and perfunctorily: "Ah, sorry, sorry, I just accidentally scared you."
He almost killed someone, but it was explained as an accidental mistake.
Ye Lan stared at the novel machine in the other person's hand, as well as the young but slightly rebellious face, and frowned slightly.
"Hehe, brother, you are so mean, scaring people on purpose." A little girl of about eleven or twelve years old, with pigtails and a cute puffy skirt, sat at the same table. She held her face with her hands and smiled innocently, but her eyes were fixed on Ye Lan. "Fortunately, you didn't hurt that sister, otherwise it would be a pity if such a beautiful face was ruined."
This obviously sounded like sarcasm, because the flash of jealousy in the little girl's eyes was clearly audible.
Wu Heng was about to stand up and settle the score with the other party.
Seeing this, Brother Biao hurriedly pulled him, his face covered in sweat. "Sit down, sit down quickly, those two are not people you can afford to mess with. Have you heard of Lu Men? They are experts in carving and mechanical design in the Sichuan area. It is said that they are descendants of Lu Ban from the Spring and Autumn Period. They are born with a pair of good hands and can create anything in the world. I saw that little boy at an auction. The bows and crossbows he designed are a series of lethal weapons that are priceless and hard to come by, which shows his talent."
Lumen.
Not only did Wu Heng not understand this kind of urban school, even Ye Lan had never heard of it.
This is a completely different field from ancient warriors.
Wu Heng frowned, and after reluctantly sitting down, he pursed his lips and said, "But I don't think he is that strong."
At least he doesn't feel threatened.
There is no sense of pressure when facing a master.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
