Hearing the sound of footsteps beside him, the middle-aged driver pulled his head back. He glanced at the Mercedes-Benz RV parked not far behind in surprise. He looked at Yan Murong again, and then asked in Northeastern dialect, "Brother. "Don't worry. The road is too narrow. My car broke down again. It has to be repaired."
"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Murong smiled and said, "I just wanted to see what happened. I'm in a hurry to go home."
Yan Murong also speaks fluent Northeastern dialect. If you don't know, you will definitely think of him as an authentic Northeastern person.
"Big brother lives in the mountains. From which village?" The middle-aged driver was stunned for a moment. Yan Murong didn't look like he was from the mountains. Besides, could people from the mountains drive such a good car?
"From Happy Village." Yan Murong said with a smile. Every time he said this name, he couldn't help but want to laugh. He always felt that this name was really rubbish.
"Hey, brother, you have become rich. You drive such a good car." The middle-aged driver looked envious. He looked at Yan Murong and asked, "Brother, do you understand this car? Help me. What's the matter? Suddenly it stopped running. The engine is fine and the fuel gauge is full."
"I don't understand." Yan Murong leaned over and looked at the engine inside. Suddenly he wrinkled his nose and sniffed twice. He asked, "This car is diesel."
"Yes. This old shabby car is quite old. It has a diesel engine." The middle-aged driver said.
While we were talking, some people sitting in the minibus couldn't hold it in anymore. They were so bored in the car that they simply got off and walked to the side of the mountain to solve their personal problems. There were a few more. The good guys came over to see what was wrong with the car.
"Master Wang, what's wrong with your car? Can it still run away? It's almost dark today. If we don't leave, we'll have to walk on the mountain road in the dark." A middle-aged man complained.
"I'm checking. I'm checking." The driver wiped the icy rainwater on his forehead and leaned into the fender again.
Yan Murong was helpless. No matter how hard he pressed, the car was broken and he couldn't leave. He had no choice but to turn around and walk back to the Mercedes-Benz.
"What's wrong?" Su Qingwu came over and asked.
"The car is broken down and can't drive anymore," Yan Murong said. "I don't know when it will be repaired."
"Then what should we do?" Su Qingwu asked nervously. "I heard that there are wolves in this mountain."
"Are you afraid of wolves?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.
"I'm not afraid." Su Qingwu shook her head. "I just don't want to be eaten by wolves - I have thought about preparing to be buried in the sea the day I leave."
"It's almost time." Yan Murong smiled and couldn't close her mouth. "Burial at sea and burial at sea are very harmful to the environment. Don't even think about it. Burial at sea. You are destined to go to the crematorium."
"A dog can't spit out ivory." Su Qingwu gave Yan Murong an angry look, opened the car door and walked out.
"What are you doing?" Yan Murong quickly opened the cab door and got out.
The roads in this place were narrow and broken in the wild mountains. Moreover, the ground made by the rain and snow was muddy and slippery. She was afraid that Su Qingwu would accidentally fall under the cliff and throw herself into the river.
"Come down and get some air. The car is too stuffy." Su Qingwu said without looking back. Then she looked at the surrounding scenery with interest.
Although there are cliffs all around, the air in the mountains is countless times better than that in Yanjing City. The scenery is also very good.
I took a few breaths of fresh air greedily, took out my phone and took a few photos, and then sighed, "I really want to live here forever."
"It's not difficult at all." Yan Murong smiled. "I'll keep you until we leave."
"Don't even think about it." Su Qingwu rolled her eyes and suddenly said, "What does this smell like?"
"What does it smell like?" Yan Murong sniffed his nose and said, "It seems to have some smell."
"It smells like gasoline." Su Qingwu said.
"Gasoline." Yan Murong was stunned. He smelled it carefully and then looked at the minibus in front of him and said, "It's not gasoline. It's diesel. The car in front of me burns diesel."
"It smells so bad." Su Qingwu waved her hand in front of her nose and said, "Why does it smell so bad so far away?"
"It's not perfume. This thing smells good." Yan Murong smiled.
Suddenly, his expression changed. He looked at Su Qingwu and asked hastily, "What did you just say?"
"What." Su Qingwu was confused by Yan Murong's sudden question. "I said the smell of diesel is too unpleasant."
"The last sentence."
"Back there. I said it still smells so bad even though it's so far away."
"Oops." Yan Murong's face suddenly changed. He shouted loudly to Dong Wuyan in the car to get out of the car and ran towards the minibus.
Pulling out the driver who was still lying in the fender to check the engine, Yan Murong asked, "Go and see if your car is leaking oil."
"Oil leakage. It's impossible." The driver was stunned and said with some dissatisfaction. "Brother, please stop making trouble. There are so many people waiting. Let me repair the car quickly."
"Stop talking nonsense. Come and have a look." With that said, Yan Murong picked up the driver and dragged him into the minibus.
"Hey, let me go. I don't think it's okay." The driver broke away from Yan Murong's hand. Then he pointed at the fuel gauge on the dashboard and said, "Look, the fuel gauge is full. How could it be leaking?" "
"Full of you, sir." Yan Murong immediately cursed. The bad premonition became more and more real. He pointed at the oil gauge and said, "You have been running for so long. A little oil is not wasted. "
"Hey, who says it's not the case?" The driver was stunned. He saw the oil gauge still showing full oil after running for so long. He said strangely, "Could it be that all the oil is leaking?"
"Hurry up and get everyone out of the car." Yan Murong said urgently.
"What are you doing getting out of the car?" the driver asked strangely.
"Just do what I ask you to do. Don't-----"
"boom-----"
Before Yan Murong could finish his sentence, a loud sound came from the air near the side of the mountain.
Yan Murong was shocked. He quickly raised his head. It didn't matter. He immediately gasped.
Sure enough, his sixth sense, which was more accurate than a woman's, came true. Something bad had indeed happened - and it was a big deal.
As the loud noise came, the mountain suddenly cracked about a hundred meters away on the side of the mountain. Several large and small gravels and mounds of soil rolled down the hillside. The area was just within the distance of the minibus. and Mercedes Benz were enveloped in it.
Hearing this loud noise and feeling a tremor under their feet, everyone looked for the sound. When they saw it, they were stunned.
Yan Murong had no time to care about their life or death now. He turned around and ran back while shouting to Su Qingwu and Dong Wuyan, "Quick. Run."