Chapter 414 It's going to kill again!

Standing on the Red Mountain in the northwest of Lhasa, the capital of Tibet, there is a 13-story palace building, which is 110 meters high and more than 3,750 meters above sea level. It is a large-scale palace-style building complex. The whole building is stacked and winding to the top of the mountain, covering an area of more than 100,000 square meters. People can overlook its majestic posture dozens of miles away, and this is the important symbol of Lhasa, the Potala Palace.

At this time, in an ordinary hotel around the Potala Palace, there were a few people sitting quietly. The first person who arrived here was Cai Mao from Chongqing. This young man in his thirties was wearing a white shirt, suit trousers, a brown windbreaker, and a pair of sunglasses on his white face. It can be said that he was elegant and old in the store. After asking for some tickets and entry time of the Potala Palace, the board talked about something else and sat quietly and drank tea, but not long after a tall shadow came. The moment the woman appeared, it attracted all the passengers who came here to rest.

The woman is 1.75 meters tall and wears a big red windbreaker outside. She passes her real body tightly. As soon as she comes out, she is the dazzling focus. When the woman walked into an empty table in the hotel and took off her red windbreaker, everyone was shocked again. A long black hair is messy on her shoulders, like a beautiful woman who has just woken up with a lazy and deadly sense of **, deep eyes and a high nose, especially the blue eyes, exuding magic ** like sapphire, a cool suspender off-the-shoulder suit, revealing her round and lubricating pearl shoulders, and putting her clothes off the clothes. The material is exquisite and convex; wearing a lace bra with black suspenders, the huge and turbulent outline is looming; ** With two slender, white lotus-like arms, naturally hanging on the small waist like a water snake; the unbearable waist is tied with an exaggerated black belt, which is covered with silver. Shaking sequins; the most amazing thing is her two white, reflective, beautiful and dazzling long legs. Because she wears a pair of black leather super shorts that can't be short, the whole body is exposed, which makes people thirsty at first sight; the soles of her feet wear a pair of black low-heeled sandals, her ankles are round and beautiful, and ten toes are red. Red, with bright nail polish. Everyone's first feeling when they see this woman is strange!

After sighing for a while, Cai Mao walked to him, gentle and smiled in fluent English: "Miss is also here to travel?"

The woman looked at Cai Mao, her thick lips opened slightly, and smiled in less fluent Chinese; "No, it's just passing by,"

Cai Mao was slightly stunned and said hoarsely, "Oh, it turns out that the young lady can speak Chinese, hehe, abrupt, where did the young lady come from and go there? One person? Aren't you afraid of such a beautiful travel alone?"

The woman shook her head and smiled, "Your name is Cai Mao. I know you. For the same purpose, you don't have to pretend to be with me. I like cheerful men. You are so weak, and I feel uncomfortable..."

Cai Mao was stunned again and looked curiously at this demonic woman full of exotic customs. After doing it, his eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at the woman's chest without scruples and smiled faintly; "The same purpose? Why didn't I hear that such a beautiful woman is my companion? Isn't that true?

The woman stretched out her waist, and suddenly her white neck and concave and huge chest made Cai Mao stunned. At that moment, he had the impulse to reach out and hold the pair of snow-white rabbits. He sighed. After the woman did it again, she played with an arm in her hand. After turning a circle skillfully, he looked at Cai Mao, holding his cheeks with one hand, and his eyes were full of charm, "Do you know Mu Fan? I have a grudge against him, but I also owe him something. This time he forced me to come. After this, I won't owe him anything."

Cai Mao smiled bitterly and looked at this woman who never beat around the bush strangely. She was a little unaccustomed and full of vigilance: "You are not a Chinese person! Why do you have a grudge against him? I haven't heard him say that there is such a character as you this time, miss. You should pay attention to what you say. Don't let him hear it. If you don't say that you are having a bad time, I will be implicated!"

The woman shrugged her shoulders and said boringly, "Why do you men always like intrigues? What's not good to say? Do you Chinese people all like this? It's boring! I see that you are in good shape and handsome. Can you talk about something else?"

Cai Mao frowned, looked into the woman's eyes, and said with a smile, "What topic does the young lady want to talk to me about?"

The woman did not avoid Cai Mao's teasing eyes, but catered to his interests everywhere. She twisted her neck and smiled faintly, "For example, can you buy me a glass of wine?"

"Hahaha, this is easy to say, but I hope to accompany the young lady to the private room upstairs for a banquet exclusive to the two people?"

Cai Mao reached out to grab the woman's hand, but was freed by the latter, which provoked the woman's displeasure. He turned the knife in his hand to guard Cai Mao and said disdainfully, "Isn't it too simple for you to pull me to bed with just one sentence? Every good thing for a man, but I like you very much, but I don't like it so fast..."

Cai Mao smiled, and then went to the counter and asked the boss for a glass of red wine that was not much in the store. There were two glasses, but the two of them could not drink, and the door welcomed two people again. One was a dark-skinned middle-aged man in mountain clothes, and the other was a somewhat weak middle-aged man who was Xiao Qian, and that The black-faced man is Yanshan, the eldest son of the Yan family.

The two looked at Cai Mao and didn't say anything more. Instead, they sat at an empty table nearby and asked the boss for a pot of tea and a few cold dishes, Tibetan specialty wine and barley wine. The two talked while talking. Naturally, the topic could not be separated from the Potala Palace in Tibet, but when they came to the tea horse ancient road, the women beside them became interested. Yanshan and Xiao Qian didn't mind doing it with a glass of red wine. Cai Mao smiled indifferently and carefully appreciated the woman's slender white thighs from his perspective, especially the position between the woman's legs, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

The woman's beautiful eyes looked at the black-faced man and said in a normal tone, "Brother, what's wrong with the tea-horse ancient road you mentioned before? Can you tell me more carefully?"

When Yanshan talked about the tea-horse ancient road, he suddenly became interested. He took a sip of the long-sip of barley wine and said happily. "It's a long story. This tea-horse ancient road originated from the "tea-horse mutual market" in the Tang and Song Dynasties. Because Kangzang belongs to an alpine area, which is more than three or four kilometers above sea level, Zanbao, milk, ghee, beef and mutton are the staple foods of Tibetans. In cold areas, it is necessary to eat high-calorie fat, but there are no vegetables. The rice cake is dry and hot. Too much fat is not easy to decompose in the human body, and tea can not only break down fat, but also prevent dry heat. Therefore, Tibetans have created the plateau living habit of drinking ghee tea in their long-term life, but Tibetan areas do not produce tea. In the mainland, a large number of mules and horses are needed for civilian envoys and the army to fight, but the supply exceeds the demand, while the Tibetan areas and Sichuan and Yunnan border areas produce good horses. As a result, the complementary trade of tea and horse was born. Specifically, the tea and horse ancient road is mainly divided into two roads: south and north, namely, Yunnan-Tibet Road and Sichuan-Tibet Road. Yunnan-Tibet Road starts from the tea-producing area around Erhai in western Yunnan, passes through Lijiang, Shangri-La County, Deqin, Mangkang and Chaya to Changdu, and then from Changdu to the Weizang area. Sichuan-Tibet Road starts from the tea-producing area in Ya'an, Sichuan Province. First of all, it enters Kangding. Since Kangding, Sichuan-Tibet Road is divided into two branches, south and north: and our Yan family was dominated by Yunnan-Tibet Road in those years. In those years, the merchants on the tea horse ancient road had a name, that is, the horse gang! At that time, we didn't call it an ancient tea-horse road. We all talked about walking on the grass..."

While Yanshan and others gathered in the hotel, Yue Xiang and others have also gathered in another hotel not far away. Here is their temporary destination. The specific purpose of the next step is to wait for Mu Fan's instructions. With this feeling of being led by the nose, it is unpleasant, but No one dares to say anything. After all, Zhao Yuan, Chen Tiannan and others are with them at this time. Zhao Yuan, a man who is nominally Mu Fan's father-in-law, is treated the same as them. What else can they say? Only after the Potala Palace was suspended for half a day, the people continued to rush.

At Tribhuvan International Airport in Kathmandu, Nepal, a flight from Guiyang, China, just arrived. The plane landed and stopped slowly. At this time, a gentle young man in a gentleman called the stewardess and smiled in fluent English: "Do I need to fill in the entry form? Will it be troublesome?"

A beautiful exotic girl, with her hair coiled, her hands on her abdomen, smiled politely and said, "Sir, this thing must be filled in, but it's not too troublesome. The situation is very simple. I can help you fill in some places,"

The young man thanked him, but the stewardess handed over the entry form, wrote down all the information about himself, and wrote Mu Fan in the signature, which was to get off the plane with the form.

The air in Nepal is very good. Because of the new moon, the ground is still a little wet. However, Mu Fan did not rush to leave after getting off the plane, but was waiting for someone. Finally, a beautiful girl came down from the airport again. It was the previous stewardess. When the girl came, Mu Fan briefly communicated with her and said After understanding the situation, the girl was not surprised, but promised to take him away on the way.

An hour later, in a high-end hotel suite in the city of Nepal for the first time, Mu Fan opened the curtains, stretched out and looked out of the window at the sky. After standing quietly for a long time, he muttered, "It's going to kill again..."

(Ask for a ticket...)