Chapter 493

after entering Sichuan Province, Yang Guo and his colleagues hardly stopped and spent most of their time on the highway.

The terrain of Sichuan Province is more complex than that of Caiyun province. It is located in the transition zone between the Tibetan Plateau and the plains in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, which also creates a special landform where basins, plateaus, mountains, hills and plains coexist.

There are many rivers and tributaries, and the mountains and hills are complex. They all grow the same everywhere in the field. If they are separated from the highway and without GPS navigation, Yang Guo and others will definitely get lost.

Moreover, even if they don't worry about getting lost, the schedule doesn't allow them to stay too much on the road. They plan to spend two days in Shudu. If they don't hurry up, song Zhiwen will have to fly back to Yangcheng to work sadly.

However, fortunately, Dali is more than 1400 kilometers from Lijiang to Shudu. Land Rover's strong horsepower is reflected on the highway. Except for some places with many cars, Yang Guo basically drives at a speed of more than 120 yards per hour. It took only 14 hours for them to enter the Shudu metropolitan area.

The ancient advice "do not enter Sichuan when you are young, do not leave Sichuan when you are old" is not mystifying. The Sichuan Basin, where Shudu is located, has a mild climate and fertile land. Since ancient times, wars have rarely spread, creating a calm and peaceful living atmosphere and a leisurely pace of life here.

Of course, in Song Zhiwen's words, there are delicious and delicious food here, as well as beautiful women. Such a land of abundance, it is no wonder that it is called the gentle hometown that intoxicates heroes.

However, when they came to Shudu, Yang Guo and song Zhiwen's first idea was not to play, not to mention that it was already more than 10 o'clock at night. Even if it was a few hours earlier, Yang Guo and they just wanted to find a hotel and go to bed.

After driving for a day and a night, this physical and mental fatigue is like maggots and bones, which makes people unable to lift their heads, including Yang Guo, who has always been energetic. After all, he is the person who drives the longest and sleeps the least in this car.

Song Zhiwen directly fell asleep and saved his bath until tomorrow, but Yang Guo didn't. no matter how tired he was, he had to take a bath for Qiqi first. After leaving Kunming, they haven't stayed in a hotel again. These two days, Yang Guo just wiped Qiqi's face and hands and feet with a wet towel.

Staying in a hotel, you can take a warm hot bath. After washing, Qiqi becomes fragrant again, and you can sleep more comfortably at night.

In order to wash Qiqi's clothes, Yang Guo was busy until more than one o'clock in the morning, but he woke up at four o'clock the next day.

Sitting in the dark, Yang Guo regained his energy and felt that he could not sleep anymore at this time.

"It's good to be able to sleep!" Listening to song Zhiwen snoring like a pig, Yang Guo was envious. Since he practiced his internal skills, he didn't sleep a complete lie in again - except for the time when he cured Qiqi, although there was a lot of time to do other things, the happiness rolling around in the warm quilt could never be found again.

Yang Guo is not a person who worries about gain and loss. After sitting for a while, he shook his head, laughed at himself, and then jumped out of bed.

Before dawn, Yang Guo didn't want to run out of the hotel at this time to frighten people, so he took a little exercise in the open space of the room. There is not much space, but Yang Guo is slow to practice. One punch is slower than the old man's. don't worry about where you hit.

Even when traveling, he would get up early in the morning to practice boxing as long as he stayed in an inn or hotel, except for the days when he had to stay in the car while driving.

The fist never leaves the hand, and the tune never leaves the mouth. Yang Guo's exquisite Kung Fu is not for nothing. Although he began to practice from the top-level internal Boxing at the beginning, he could not have achieved so much without such day-to-day practice.

After practicing for two hours, Yang Guo didn't finish until he was wet with sweat and his head was still emitting white gas. Today's practice time is a little longer, it can be regarded as making up for the previous few days!

"Where are you going to play today?" In the morning, after taking a bath, Yang Guo came to the hotel lobby for morning tea. Song Zhiwen asked lazily. His little book of travel strategies has long been thrown away. There is a humanoid computer in front of him that recites all the strategies. How can he not make good use of it?

"Go to Kuanzhai alley in the morning and Qingyang palace in the afternoon." Yang Guo took the wet towel in the dish and wiped the porridge stains from Qiqi's mouth, and said without looking up.

"Young man, I think you came from other places?" A voice with a little vicissitudes of years suddenly sounded. Yang Guo also looked up in surprise. It turned out that it was an old man next door talking to them.

"Hello, old man!" Song Zhiwen laughed, "your eyes are really sharp! How can you tell at a glance that we came from other places?"

"Haha!" The old man stroked the beard on his chin and said leisurely, "the accent you speak is obviously the Mandarin accent of Guangdong Province."

The old man pointed to Yang Guo, and finally pointed to song Zhiwen, and laughed with him, "he's OK. He's more authentic. It's hard to hear Cantonese accent. It's you, who can't distinguish between cocked and flat tongues. I understand it as soon as I hear it."

"Awesome! The old man has golden eyes!" Song Zhiwen said with a smile, "I think you were also a powerful person who traveled far and wide when you were young."

"Haha, where? It's just that when I was young, I did business in Guangdong Province. I was a little impressed." Song Zhiwen's flattery made the old man very comfortable. He laughed so much that the wrinkles on his face opened.

"Old man, you must be from old Shudu, aren't you? Life in Shudu is so comfortable. You were still sneaking birds early in the morning?" Yang Guo asked with a smile.

"When I get old, there are only a few hobbies left, such as walking birds, drinking tea and playing chess." The old man smiled and said.

"Old man, you are familiar with Shudu. Do you think the two places we chose to visit are good?" Song Zhiwen asked, "we watched others introduce this planned route. If the place chosen is not authentic, you can also say that I can only play in Shudu for two days, just want to see the most distinctive places in Shudu."

"If you want to talk about the interesting scenic spots in Shudu, the old man can't count all day and night." The old man said with a smile, "but if you want to go to the capital, you have to go to the great wall and the Forbidden City, and you have to go to Shudu, the old man still has a few recommendations."

"Old man, you say, we are all ears." Song Zhiwen poured a cup of tea for the old man with a smile and said. Song Zhiwen's ability to deal with strangers is better than Yang Guo's. a few words make the old man very happy.

Looking at the old man smiling and squinting his eyes to explain, Yang Guo had a feeling of suddenly returning to his childhood. At that time, I followed a group of little kids in open crotch pants, squeezed under the lap of an old Red Army, and listened to his story tirelessly. Isn't this the same with the current scene?

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