At nine o'clock in the morning, the business car departed on time, and He Waner stayed in the hotel alone.

She ate a meal of butter tea barley cake slowly, and she was in a relaxed and happy mood. She has hands and feet, she was just released by someone, and she didn't have no way to go to Wu Long and Jiuxuhai. With a distance of more than 100 kilometers, where will He Wan'er, who often goes out, take it seriously?

She has a lot of choices, she can hitchhike, she can wait for the long-distance bus on the side of the road, and the most unfortunate thing is to call 110 to find Guiwang, and the four-year friendship of classmates is enough for him to send her to Wu Long.

Sure enough, after He Guaner said her destination, the enthusiastic boss easily found her a ride to Wu Long - a pickup truck pulling wood, driven by a local girl with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

She is not very good at Chinese, but she can also communicate with He Guaner easily and happily, that is, the girl does not close the window when she drives, He Waner was blown for an afternoon, and her face was frozen.

However, because the altitude is slowly decreasing, the closer you get to Wu Long, the warmer the weather becomes.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, He Waner arrived at Wulong County.

The altitude here is a little more than 2,000, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is charming, and compared with the bitter cold and empty Red Pavilion, it is more suitable for people to live.

The county seat is not large, crisscrossed by several streets, and there are not too many and not too few pedestrians, but it is surprisingly clean.

He Waner found a small hotel and put his luggage, and couldn't wait to walk around the small county town.

The low-lying place at the junction of three states, the mixing of four ethnic groups, and surrounded by mountains, not to mention the pleasant climate, is full of unique folk customs in the county

This is also the small county town where He Waner's father once lived.

At that time, he worked here as the head of the police station for three years, and it is said that the kerosene lamps used in the whole county at that time could not be used for a few days a year.

Now there is not only electricity, asphalt roads, but also full 4G, and even SF Express.

。 She took a camera for more than two hours, not even letting go of the distribution box on the side of the road.

As the sun sets, more than a dozen grandmothers gather in the square in the center of the county, and under the statue of the white horse, the music is loud and loud, and they dance happily together.

Except that the music and dance are different, they are no different from the aunts who dance square dances in the city.

What is available in the plains is available here, and there are also blue skies, pure air, and brilliant red clouds that are not available in the plains.

He Guaner bought some miscellaneous mushrooms in the shop opened by an old Tibetan grandmother on the roadside, filled in the address of Gyeongju and asked the boss to send it home, and walked around.

The calm and peaceful small county town at night is not dirty and messy at all, and her deepest impression is the simple and kind smile on the faces of everyone here.

It was all dark, He Guaner casually ate some noodles and went back to the hotel to rest, only to find that the price of this house was less than 100, and there was a hot water air conditioning TV, or a 1.8-meter bed.

After settling down, He Wan'er lay on the bed, feeling extremely relaxed.

When she was in Gyeongju, she always felt alone every day, so she felt alone, so she had this trip.

However, now she realized that if she was traveling with a group of people she didn't like, it would be better to be alone.

At least safe, leisurely, calm and in the mood to enjoy the scenery, not because of ignorant and fearless people.

She sighed, thinking about when she was struggling with whether to buy a car or a camera two years ago.

If she has a car, she can travel alone, without crowding with people, she can go wherever she wants, and park wherever she wants, which is relaxed and comfortable.

It's a pity that there are too many places at home that need money, and there is not much left for herself. Buying a car requires a mortgage, refueling, maintenance, and insurance, and most importantly, she has no money to buy a camera when she buys a car, so she reluctantly chooses what she wants the most.

A person's night, there is no worry and diaphragm, only inner peace and tranquility.

This night, He Wan'er slept very soundly, there were no ill-intentioned people, and there were no mysterious dreams, he slept until seven o'clock in the morning, and got up with a hundred times more energy.

Today's destination is the Sea of Nine Whiskers that she has been thinking about for many years.

However, when he checked out, He Waner asked the front desk how to get to Jiuxuhai, but got bad news.

The front desk was a Han girl, whose Mandarin was very slippery, and she told He Wan'er neatly: "The Jiuxu Seascape Area is renovated, and the car can't get in." ”

"What?" He Wan'er couldn't believe it, "The guide didn't say anything about transformation." ”

"It will be closed as soon as the National Day is over, and probably the news has not yet spread. The girl said regretfully, "By next summer, all the roads around the lake will be repaired, and the scenery will be better by then." You go to the mess now, there is not even a water seller in the scenic spot, so don't go. ”

He Wan'er shook his head, and the firmness in his eyes flashed.

Kusukai, she must go, no matter what way.

The girl saw that she couldn't persuade her, so she suggested: "The car can't go, at most drive to the Jiusu Village a few kilometers away from the scenic spot, after you arrive, see if you can find a motorcycle in the village to take you up?"

He Waner found a van according to the instructions of the front desk, and the price of 20 kilometers was 100, which was neither expensive nor cheap.

The driver is a local, and along the way, he also said something similar to the girl at the front desk in the morning, and finally put her down at the entrance of Jiuxu Village, saying: "If you go inside, there will be no signal." I'm coming over at six o'clock to deliver the goods, and if you want to go back to the county, I'll wait for you here. ”

He Wan'er paid the fare and got out of the car, thanked the driver, and the driver emphasized again: "There is no signal inside, you have to come out before dark." ”

Listening to the sound of the engine of the car gradually moving away, He Waner walked around the village, and suddenly felt at a loss.

This is just a place with only a dozen small wooden houses, and the people in the village don't know what to do.

He Waner even knocked on the doors of several households, but no one answered.

So, how could she find someone who was enthusiastic to send her in?

He Wan'er had no idea, watching the sun climb higher and higher, the sky was high and the clouds were low, it seemed that he could touch it by jumping, a wisp of phoenix tail clouds hung in the corner of the snow-capped mountain in the distance, spreading out to both sides in a radial shape, the clouds were as thin as yarn and as fine as silk, as if tying a white and elegant Hada to the top of the snow-capped mountain.

That snow-capped mountain should be the Dongrejibu Snow Mountain, a handsome young man guarding the Sea of Nine Whiskers.

It is said that there is a beautiful and moving fairy living in the sea of nine beards, and the Dongre Jibu opposite the sea is a pair of heartfelt lovers, one year, Dongre Jibu was invited to Gongga Mountain as a guest, two evil dragons took the opportunity to forcibly occupy the nine beard sea, the fairy could not fight the evil dragon, had to abandon the sea and return to the heavenly palace. After returning from Dongrejib, he saw that the once clear and transparent water had become turbid, and knew that his sweetheart had been driven away by the evil dragon.

Enraged, he engaged in a fierce struggle with the two dragons, and finally drove them to a dead end at the bottom of the sea, so that they could neither get out nor enter. And he was so sad that he finally turned into a snowy mountain.

People say that the snow-capped peaks that do not melt all year round are his sad white head, and the two hot springs at the foot of the mountain are the tears of Dongre Jibu who misses the fairy day and night.

Beautiful scenery with beautiful legends is a marketing routine that every scenic spot is good at.

Because this is a passage that her father once told her.

He Wan'er stood on tiptoe, wanting to see Haizi hidden in the green mountains and forests in the distance, but he couldn't see a trace of the lake.

She squeezed her palms, her eyes determined.

Since there is only less than five kilometers of mountain road left from Jiusuhai, if she can't find someone to send it, she will have to go with it.

She was secretly making up her mind when suddenly there was a burst of music in her ears.

It was a song unique to the region, with a cheerful melody and a high-pitched voice, getting closer and closer.

Before He Wan'er could figure out how there could be music at this time, he saw an uncle in a gray robe, one arm exposed, and the other wrapped in a thick felt.

He rode a motorcycle, and the stereo on the motorcycle played deafening folk songs.

He Wan'er was dumbfounded, thinking that the people here were really free, she was wearing a thick jacket, and the uncle was riding bare-chested, and he could drag racing on the bumpy mountain road with his movements.

The uncle passed less than a meter beside her, turned a light corner, and disappeared at the end of the road, and the music was almost inaudible.

He Wan'er woke up in shock. She was so surprised just now that she forgot to greet her uncle, if she could let him take her for a ride, she would have walked a lot less.

He Wan'er slapped himself in annoyance - obviously he could have walked for two hours less, but this is good, I am afraid that I will not come again if I miss the opportunity.

She didn't wait for a few seconds of frustration before the music grew louder and louder. The uncle actually reversed, and the motorcycle stopped next to her dozens of seconds later.

He squinted his eyes and looked at He Wan'er, his face was full of deep furrows, dark brown skin, and he grinned, but his teeth were dazzlingly white.

I don't know why, He Wan'er couldn't help but sneer.

The uncle opened his mouth to speak, not very proficient in Chinese, but he could also express the meaning clearly: "Where are you going?

He Guaner's head is like pounding garlic, and he knows that there is a play.

Judging from her experience of entering the plateau several times, although there are many areas that have been raided because of the opening up of tourism, the people here are bold and hospitable by nature, and the more remote the place, the more simple and warm the people.

Here, far less terrible than the word of mouth outside,

"I'll go in and look at the woods, and I'll give you a ride. But ......"

The uncle stopped talking, stretched out two fingers and compared, and seemed a little embarrassed.

He Wan'er was taken aback: "Two hundred?"

"Twenty!" the uncle looked stupid.

He Wan'er smiled happily and nodded hurriedly: "Okay, good!"

With the help of the motorcycle, He Waner saved a lot of foot effort, but she was a little dizzy.

She didn't expect that this seemingly flat terrain was actually full of potholes, and sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle made her ass hurt and hurt.

I was embarrassed to cry out in pain, so I had to grit my teeth and endure it, watching the uncle turn around countless forks.

She didn't have a good sense of direction, and she really couldn't find the north now.

The uncle said to her loudly while riding: "There is no signal inside, you have to go back to the village at night, it's late, there are wolves in the woods!"