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  The famous city is situated on a precipitous rock, an eagle's nest perched high above the three rivers.

  Located in the Bashu region, Congqing City is built on mountains, with winding roads and buildings scattered among green hills and waters, hence its name "Mountain City", a famous historical and cultural city of China.

  The mountain is the city, the city is the mountain. The city is in the mountain, and the mountain is in the city. The road to Shu is difficult, more difficult than climbing up to the blue sky. Someone laughed and said: In this mountain city, it's not people riding horses, but horses riding people.

  After getting off the plane in Qing, before they could even feel the local customs, Leng Chen and his three companions rushed to a place called Wushan County, where they stayed overnight.

  Leng Zhenyue's master was a hermit who lived in seclusion, far away from the outside world, on top of a high mountain.

  Shennong Mountain, a very mysterious place, Mo Xi Gu, the master of Leng Zhen Yue, is hiding in this deep mountain and old forest. The old man's children and grandchildren all work in the Shennong Mountain Forest Management Department, and the whole family has been stationed in the forest area for many years, which can't be considered as a hermit after all.

  Leng Zhenyue claims to have mastered all schools, but in fact he only learned from one master, Mosi Valley, and studied the Ten Forms Fist of Hongquan, exceling at Dragon Form and Crane Form.

  Early in the morning, Leng Zhenyue led Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang to Songmu Town, Wushan County, and then brought gifts to visit their master. To show respect for their teacher, Leng Zhenyue chose to hike up the mountain on foot, which took at least seven hours to reach the Linqu Management Bureau!

  Climbing a mountain for seven hours? Without beautiful women accompanying, no matter how good the scenery is, it's useless. Two bodyguards and apprentices and adopted sons looked down on Leng Zhenyue from head to toe!

  Shennong Mountain is surrounded by hundreds of miles, the mountain is high and the forest is dense, blocking the sky and covering the sun. The air humidity is relatively high, just like a natural sauna room. Of course, there are no special services here.

  In order to climb the mountain as soon as possible, Leng Zhenyue decided to abandon the main road and take a shortcut. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang expressed doubts, "Are you sure it's a shortcut? Not a dead end?" Leng Zhenyue patted his chest to guarantee that he was familiar with the Shennong Mountain forest, just like his own backyard, and wouldn't get lost even if he closed his eyes.

  Two poor dolls ended up on a pirate ship.

  Thorns and creepers were densely intertwined, with strange trees crisscrossing each other. The air was filled with a decaying smell of rotting leaves and mud mixed together, providing a warm bed for poisonous insects, snakes, and ants...

  "Wow! There is a three-legged toad here!" exclaimed Zhuge Dachang.

  Zhuge thought he had discovered a new species, and Wu Ming and Leng Zhenyue rushed over to take a look. Indeed, it was a three-legged toad, but originally it should have been four-legged, only for some reason it was missing one front leg. It was just an ordinary disabled toad.

  "Hmm! Though the body is weak, the spirit remains strong... Good job!" Wu Ming gave a thumbs up and encouraged the little toad: "Little guy, keep going! The swan will definitely appear!"

  Ancient trees stretch towards the sky, the scenery is pleasant to people, and the lush mountain flowers emit a faint fragrance. Three people make their way through thorns and brambles, advancing slowly in the forest. As they walk, there's no road ahead...

  "Old man, are you sure we haven't gotten lost?"

  "Don't worry! This path is rarely walked on, so it's gradually disappearing. No road doesn't mean getting lost."

  Two hours later, the three people fell into a forest labyrinth...

  "Ah, Uncle! I want to hear you say that we're not lost." Zhuge Dachang said with a gloomy tone.

  "Cough...cough... probably not, right?" Leng Zhenyue said cautiously.

  Four hours later, the three men discovered a more serious problem: their mobile phones had no signal and they couldn't find their way back to the original road. The terrain was getting increasingly treacherous. Finally, they arrived at a cliff, where they threw down large rocks, but it wasn't until after they finished urinating that they heard the sound of the rocks hitting the ground...

  Staring at the seemingly bottomless cliff, Wu Ming spoke up: "Old Cold, are you really sure we're here to pay respects to our ancestors and not to Buddha?"

  In front of the overwhelming fact, Leng Zhan Yue lowered his head: "Uh... it seems we've gotten lost."

  "It's not like that! What should we do now?"

  "I have a more violent method..." Wu Ming continued slowly under the expectant gaze of the two: "Set fire and burn this place, someone will find us soon."

  "Then the three of us will wash our buttocks together and wait for the prison to be worn out?" Zhuge continued coldly.

  Leng Zhenyue coldly laughed twice and said: "You guys stop joking around, think of a solution quickly!"

  "Water flows downhill, let's go back to that small stream and follow it downstream, we should be able to get down the mountain soon." Wu Ming brought out the best solution for now.

  No dissenting voice was heard, and the three men trudged back with their heads hung low in dejection.

  Zhuge Dashang swung his wooden staff to clear the way, but it broke into two pieces under the force. He casually tossed away one half of the staff, and then a buzzing sound arose...

  When people are unlucky, even taking a cold breath can get stuck in their teeth!

  Wu Ming bitterly smiled and said: "Have you guys heard a familiar sound? I feel like there are a large number of unidentified flying objects approaching us!"

  Leng Zhenyue wiped away a cold sweat and said: "I heard it, it sounds like a wild bee? What should we do now?"

  "It's a good thing I've thought of an excellent plan..." Wu Ming said calmly, then took off running and shouted: "The faster we run the better!"

  "Damn it!" The two men cursed loudly and quickly wrapped their heads with clothes, running away. The three of them were chased by a swarm of wild bees, their dignified images ruined in an instant.

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  As the sun was about to set, three disheveled and wretched losers finally walked out of the mountains, seeing a village in the distance, they had a feeling of finally finding their way after much hardship.

  "Even if it's a dragon's lair or a tiger's den, I'll still fight my way out!"

  Wu Ming rolled his eyes and glanced at his leg, saying: "I think you should call me 'grandpa' and give me some money!"

  This is true! Leng Zhenyue wore a silk Tang suit, which was very light and thin. When he went down the mountain, his clothes were all torn by tree vines, and his shirt was tattered and worn out, making him look like a beggar elder without a bag. One of his thighs was exposed in the air, making it very cool!

  Opening the backpack, they took out their clothes and changed directly. When they were left with only their underpants, Wu Ming couldn't help but glance at Zhuge Dachang's crotch...

  "What! I'm definitely older than you!"

  "Damn! Never seen it before, how would I know?"

  Zhuge Dachang pointed his nostrils towards the sky and said: "I can urinate against the wind for three zhang, okay?"

  Wu Ming snorted and said, "I wouldn't even get my pants wet in a strong headwind."

  "You two rascals, hurry up and get dressed!" Leng Zhenyue was somewhat annoyed.

  They changed their clothes, wiped their shoes clean and walked towards a distant village...

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  Qingfeng Festival is a unique festival of the Tuyah people, an annual grand festival to thank the Dragon King for granting sufficient rainfall to the land, allowing the Tuyah people to have a bountiful harvest. On this day, the Tuyah people will dress up in their finest attire and perform a dance to pray for blessings, hoping that next year will also be a good harvest, very grand!

  Wu Ming and the three others arrived at a small village of the Tu ethnic minority, with only over ten households. They came just in time, not only catching up with the villagers' celebration of the festival, but also coinciding with a wedding ceremony in the village today. Every household was decorated with lanterns and streamers, filled with joy everywhere.

  The villagers welcomed them warmly and invited the three into their home for a hearty reception.

  When Tujia women get married, they have the custom of "crying marriage". All the girls in the same village will come to accompany her in crying. The more heartbreaking and mournful the cry is, the better it is. If a girl doesn't know how to cry during the marriage, she will be discriminated against. Not crying means being unfilial.

  Wu Ming was already a bit confused, what's going on, is it a wedding or a funeral?

  When night falls, the Qingfeng Dance Party begins.

  Gongs and drums shook the sky, pipes and music sounded together, villagers danced around the bonfire, dancing with bold and unrestrained dance, among them were more young men and women, and today's newlyweds were surrounded by everyone in the center...

  Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were originally just onlookers, but later some enthusiastic villagers pulled them to dance together. They reluctantly joined the dancing crowd, with simple steps of hand in hand, raising their arms, lifting their legs, turning a few rounds, and jumping up and down...

  This celebratory dance is to thank the heavens for their blessings, it doesn't have the elegance of a waltz, nor the lightness of a tango, nor the cleverness of a cha-cha, but with those villagers' sweat-filled happy faces, they danced so joyfully, Wu Ming smiled faintly, sometimes happiness can be this simple.

  Wu Ming jumped up, sweating profusely, and then walked into a group of old men playing drums and suona. Leng Zhenyue was among them, blowing the suona with great enthusiasm. When Wu Ming approached, he smiled and waved his suona at him.

  Wu Ming smiled and shook his head. Among all the instruments, he only knew how to play the piano, but not very well. Without sheet music, the most he could do was play one familiar tune: "The Devils are Coming!"

  It was late at night, the Qingfeng dance party ended, and it was also the time for the newlyweds to enter their bridal chamber. The young people in the village invited Wu Ming and Zhuge Daxiang to go and make merry in front of the bridal chamber. The two felt fresh and followed them there.

  However, the chaos in the bridal chamber was quite terrible, opening the eyes of the couple. A banana was hung on the groom's crotch for the bride to eat, and two apples were hung on the bride's chest for the groom to bite. It is said that there were also dried mushrooms and steamed eggs...

  They didn't return to their host's home until 2 am.

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