After two consecutive days of itinerary, they went to several towns along the way to replenish gasoline and some food.

However, the desolation of this place really opened Zhang Meng's eyes. There were two small towns that lived an original life and were self-sufficient. The town was silent, but there were more outsiders than the residents in the town.

"Uncle San, what have you found in the past year? Tell me and I'm almost bored

Zhang Meng said with a bitter face. The car was narrow and Ye Jiu was there. It seemed that Zhang Meng felt uncomfortable when he spoke. He almost collapsed in the past two days.

"Actually, these can be said, and you can't even understand them if you say them."

Zhao San hesitated for a moment and said seriously.

"Oh, Master San, please stop playing the puzzle. Do you have any interesting things to share? Let us gain insights. If it really doesn't work, it's better to talk about the customs and culture here. Damn it, you'll be idle.

The eggs are retracted..."

The fat man forced his arms and thighs to spread and said lazily, almost squeezing Zhang Meng to death.

"Uncle San, you must have no idea what you have done this year. I guess you have been playing around with Ye Jiu Xishuangbanna and Shangri-La. I haven't studied everything I should study."

Zhang Meng suddenly realized and said, Zhao San came to study the customs and culture, just kidding, this old man would not study this thing even if he went to study two bullets.

He was also idle and actually asked about Zhao Sanlai.

"Why don't I know? I'll tell you now, is this Nanzhong? It's the junction of the three places. By the way, the story of Zhuge Liang capturing Meng Huo seven times happened here."

Zhao San's face was flushed and he defended loudly.

"Do, you know everything, Uncle San."

Zhang Meng pulled her neck to see if she could sleep for a while.

"The area of ​​Nanzhong can be regarded as a bitter and cold place, so the animals that can survive are all beasts, and the humans that can survive are all warriors. The army built by such people is naturally the army nourished by the fertile land of the Central Plains.

It's comparable. So from ancient times to the present, this area has always been a waste of money in the hearts of all rulers. Let it go, maybe one day, the army composed of these ethnic minorities will come all the way and destroy the imperial city directly. Just keep in mind,

There are many ethnic communities here, and it is extremely difficult for them to intervene. Moreover, the complex terrain has also made the rulers' plan to win the world..."

Zhang Meng was stunned and it turned out that it was Hua Rong who was driving to introduce it to everyone.

"It's not bad, Xiaohua, come and continue to talk to me, I'll give you two big money later."

The fat man said loudly as if he discovered the New World.

Zhang Meng glared at the fat man fiercely. Although this was a bit joking, everyone didn't know Hua Rong's personality at all. If he annoyed him, he would have fun along the way.

Fortunately, this did not happen, Hua Rong continued:

"So the Central Plains' management methods for this area are generally marriage and control economy. The economy here has always been poor and cannot develop, which is why. Just imagine, if this is a bitter and cold place, the economy will have

A rapid development, with complete reserves of ceramics, iron tools, smelting, and grain, once they rush into the Central Plains, they will be a group of tigers and wolves, and the spoiled Central Plains people cannot resist it. So for thousands of years, even

Iron tools must barter with the Han people, which is to blame the control of the Central Plains..."

"So this is why we see this desolate here?"

The sick ghost said thoughtfully, on this dirt road, the desolate environment around him quickly retreated backwards, listening to the driver explaining the history of Nanzhong, it had a unique flavor.

"There must be reasons for this. Although a lot of efforts have been made after the reunification of the New China, the roots here are really too thin. Even if you come here to promote it with advanced technology, no one will accept it. This is the economy in this area.

The root cause of not being able to develop.”

"Xiaohua, how do you know so much?" the fat man asked in surprise. This is not just a description of familiarity, but a thorough study of this area.

"This is my home."

Xiao Li smiled and said.

Zhang Meng suddenly realized that no wonder this guy was very good at these things.

Chatting all the way, they soon entered the southern and central zone, which is the junction of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan.

When Zhang Meng arrived here, she finally understood why she drove this Hummer.

Some roads are only thirty or forty centimeters wide, and the whole car is almost tilted at an angle of more than 30 degrees. In addition, the bumpy terrain, the strong vibration is almost shaking the steel plate on the car.

Zhang Meng only felt his stomach surging. If he hadn't been tightly restrained, he would have spit out the gastric juice in a moment.

"I said Xiaohua, you...you should bloom slowly..."

Zhang Meng's face turned pale and she shouted quickly.

"It's not that you drive fast, but that the terrain here is like this. The speed is already very slow now. If it's slower, it's probably going to overturn the car."

Xiao Li said with a wry smile, when they first came, the Hummer they just bought broke up before they could reach the end.

If the terrain has been so steep, I'm afraid this foreign product equipped with an American engine will not last long. This kind of location will be a disaster for the engine.

After half an hour of bumpyness, Zhang Meng felt that she was about to be thrown out several times.

The fat man couldn't bear it, so he shook the window down and vomited wildly. Zhao San's sick ghost was also pale, so Xiao Li could only stop helplessly and rest.

"Damn it, what a fucking breaking road? If you push it down, the grenades you brought will be detonated.

The fat man sat on a tree stump and said dyingly.

"Bah, you crow-mouthed, you want to drive the Third Master to shoot you in the butt when you were young."

Zhao Sanyi turned dark when he heard this. Isn’t this a taboo?

"Come on, Master Third, look at your desperate look. Now you have the strength to beat me up?" The fat man was not afraid at all, and he said indifferently.

"Okay, I said don't argue anymore. This journey takes about ten minutes to drive, and I'll probably reach the destination..." Hua Rong said with a map.

"Here you, you're at the grave pit?"

The fat man couldn't react a little. This is too easy to find, right?

Zhang Meng also stared at Hua Rong with confusion on his face. How could this be possible? If it was so easy to find, then this thing would have been hollowed out for people long ago, so how could it be their turn?

"It's definitely not a tomb, it's not easy to find it."

Hua Rong was amused and laughed: "The destination I mentioned was a small market in Nanzhong. The person we were looking for was there today. It was impossible for us to go alone this time. It was not just intelligence, but just this

There is no specific location for planting a provincial and municipal map that costs five yuan per piece.”

"There are still people? How do you divide the underworld weapon then?"
Chapter completed!