Chapter 322

In Shenlongjia scenic spot, Yang Yiyun came out of shenlongtan and found a restaurant to have a meal. He was so anxious that he forgot to ask Wu Nan for a car to see him off.

I have to find a car to the airport.

Although it's winter, with the rapid development of China's national strength, more and more people begin to travel. For the special snack bar that Yang Yiyun came in, it's very popular. After ordering two dishes, they sit down and wait.

There are also some foreigners speaking languages that Yang Yiyun can't hear, and some poor Putonghua in conversation.

When he picked up the cup to drink tea, Yang Yiyun suddenly felt as if someone was looking at him.

When you look around, you don't find any strange people, and there are no ancient warriors or powers in your spiritual consciousness.

"Is it my illusion?" Yang Yiyun muttered that yaoyaotou didn't care. In the spiritual sense, the whole people in the snack bar were ordinary people, and no one had energy fluctuations.

After dinner, Yang Yiyun walked out of the restaurant and didn't feel anything until now. He thought that he was too nervous recently. After going back, he went to his hometown to have a good rest.

It's quiet winter. Chen qibian and Dugu merciless have called from their hometown. Everything is OK. The good news is that the renovation of the art village is coming to an end, and the new village for the villagers has been moved in one after another.

In Yang Yiyun's mind, now that cloud gate has been established, it is not suitable to be in a metropolis. After all, practice is a towering enlightenment, and you can't enter the heart in the noise.

The art village in my hometown is the best place to live in Yunmen. It is a good choice where there are the remains of Kunlun and Qinling Mountains, mountains and waters, four distinct seasons, the vast mountains have their own myths and legends, and the relics of Xiuzhen civilization.

Besides, grandma is old and doesn't like to go out. He also hopes to be with grandma a little more. After he goes back, he sets up a formation in his hometown and selects one of the art villages to become Cloud Gate headquarters.

In Shenlongjia scenic area, there are many coaches for tour groups, which are all three-day tours, seven day tours and so on. This kind of tour group takes tourists to travel across provinces.

Now, for example, Yang Yiyun found a bus to the ancient capital, and after communicating with the guide, the guide promised Yang Yiyun to go to the ancient capital together, and of course gave the guide a high price ticket.

For Yang Yiyun, instead of going to the airport, he can go to the ancient capital by bus.

Money can make the devil push the mill. This sentence is particularly obvious in such cases. According to the rules, professional tourist groups do not attract individual tourists, but money is not a matter.

I got on the bus to the ancient capital.

At the moment of getting on the bus, Yang Yiyun felt the feeling of peeping at himself again.

Another flash.

This time, he could be sure that it was not his illusion, but that there was a master peeping at him, that is, from the bus.

With a cold hum in his heart and a calm face, Yang Yiyun went up and walked carelessly towards the back, passing by all the way. Lingzhi scanned the past from the deep bodies of tourists.

The 47 seat bus is not full. There are only 39 drivers and tour guides. Of course, most of them are Chinese.

There are three African youths who are seduced by bran, and there are white people with golden hair and blue eyes. There are Fusang and Bangzi in the conversation. This is an international tourism team.

However, what puzzled Yang Yiyun was that his spiritual consciousness scanned the past one by one, but he did not find a person with energy in his body. In other words, all the people in the car were ordinary people except himself.

However, the feeling of being peeped at twice will never be wrong for Yang Yiyun. There must be a special person in the car. Now he is not aware of it. There are only two possibilities.

First, he is good at hiding his breath power.

Second, this man's cultivation is higher than him, and it's not a little higher, so he can't find it at all.

In the end, Yang Yiyun didn't know, but he was not afraid. He sat in the last row and slowly observed.

Besides, it was just a coincidence that he just got two peeps and passed away from himself. He didn't think much about it, just paying attention to it.

After driving, the young tour guide spoke in Liuli's English about the passenger's notes and the destination of the trip. After speaking in Putonghua, the bus drove slowly.

The route is as follows: go straight to the ancient capital from Shenlongjia expressway, enter Southern Shaanxi, cross Qinling Mountains and reach the ancient capital.

Of course, because it's a tourist bus, there are famous scenic spots along the way. The bus will also stop for you to have a good time.Yang Yiyun didn't know this. He didn't think that the tourism team would travel all the way.

Anyway, Yang Yiyun didn't travel well. This time, he will give himself a chance to travel.

Starting in the morning, I passed Zhuxi in Hubei Province at more than one o'clock in the afternoon and entered Pingli, Ankang, the southernmost city of the ancient capital province. It is the Pingzhu service area, the junction of the two provinces.

At this time, the voice of the tour guide also sounded on the radio.

"Dear tourists, we have entered Ankang, the southernmost city of gudu Province, and are about to reach the Pingzhu service area at the junction of the two provinces. We will get off the bus and have a rest for half an hour. Please remember the license plate number after getting off the bus. Don't go far and watch the departure time.

It is expected that we will arrive at Ankang at 4 p.m. this afternoon. We will have a rest in Ankang for one night. In the morning, we will leave for Hanzhong for a day.

Ankang is the southernmost city in southern Shaanxi, known as Jinzhou in ancient times. It is the second largest transportation hub city and the third largest railway transportation hub city in the ancient capital province. It is also the hometown of the Oriental virgin Nuwa. If you have any tourists to Ankang, please get off the bus and contact me, We will arrange for you to visit... "

The tour guide introduced Ankang professionally. Of course, it's more about the theme of tourism, which is to let tourists consume.

About ten minutes after the guide's speech, the bus entered the service area, and then everyone got off. There was a couple who was about 60 years old. Maybe the old man was anxious to go to the toilet. With the help of his wife, he left in a hurry, but accidentally stepped on a young man's call.

At this time, the young man was furious: "baga..."

He muttered a lot and swore at the old man.

The old man and his wife quickly apologized to him, and the tour guide also apologized with a translator. How could we know that the young man didn't digest at all, and his scorn was the most taboo curse.

Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes. What the young man said was Fusang dialect, which showed that he was a Fusang dog. Although he could not understand Fusang dialect, from his expression, he must be abusing the middle-aged couple.

Yang Yiyun, who hates Fusang from the bottom of his bones, is ready to get up and go to talk with this dog day. Is he so arrogant in the Chinese territory?

However, when he passed by, the Fusang young man finally stopped swearing and got off the bus. The middle-aged couple, especially the old man's face, was very blue, but they were anxious to go to the bathroom, so they got off the bus with the help of their boss.

Yang Yiyun was the last one. When he got to the door of the car, all the people in the car had got off, leaving only the guide and driver in the car.

Just before getting off the bus, Yang Yiyun recalled the young Fusang man's expression just now. He always felt that he was not satisfied with himself, so he asked the guide, "what did the Fusang man scold just now?"

Before the guide could speak, the driver said, "Hey, what Fusang people are? They are two ghosts. They are Fusang descendants. After living in Fusang for more than ten years, they forget their roots. There are two names on dog day information: one is Chinese name Ma Xiaoliu, and Fusang life name shantianyegou.

Just now I cursed the couple, saying that Chinese people have no quality and are rubbish. Anyway, my Fusang language is not very good. That's all I heard, isn't it Xiao Li? "

The middle-aged driver looked indignant and asked the tour guide if he understood correctly.

The guide nodded and said, "that's about what it means. My father is from China, and my mother is from Fusang. I heard that I came to China this time to worship my ancestors in my hometown. I didn't expect that I had become a full-fledged devil."

Yang Yiyun nodded, chatted with the driver and guide for a few words, and then got off the bus. However, he felt that he should go there for a while.

If not, I'm sorry for the wild dog. He studied history in University, and he hated Fusang people most, especially Er Guizi.

When entering the bathroom, Yang Yiyun heard an arrogant voice from a long distance, which was still Fusang language. When he went in, he saw that this dog day man ran into the old couple again, and pointed at them with arrogance.

The old man couldn't understand what he was scolding, but he also knew that if he didn't speak well, he would hit someone with his hand, but he was held by his wife, and his face turned blue.

As soon as Yang Yiyun saw what kind of heart disease the old man should have and could not be stimulated, he immediately went over and said, "you go to the car and wait. I'll have a good talk with someone in Fusang."