C113 Steal my sweet potato?

Six vans and two cars were on a mountain road.

"What a lousy place, it's really hard to find."

Huang Jiancong sat on the carriage, his hair still tied up, and said resentfully.

The group of them sat in the carriage, moving left and right, making a turn. They walked for an unknown amount of time, yet they still could not find the coppice.

Whoosh!

Finally