The convoy drove towards the col and, in the midst of violent turbulence, came to a halt at the entrance of the village.

Everyone got out of the car one after another.

After Han Ye got out of the car, he habitually looked at the environment in the village.

The village is surrounded by mountains and surrounded by mountain peaks that resemble walls, isolating the village from the outside world, with only a small road in front of the village barely large enough for a car to pass through.

This seems to be a relatively large village.

There are hundreds of families in the village, and there are hundreds of buildings of all sizes.

All the buildings are made of wood, presumably from local materials, from the nearby mountains.

These architectural styles are typical of the traditional Cambodian architectural style, but there seem to be some subtle differences from the buildings that Han Ye has seen, and they seem to be more quaint.

The whole village looks clean and tidy, and the arrangement is also orderly.

However, the buildings in the village should have not been renovated for a long time, and there are traces of wind and rain everywhere, which looks a little old.

It was probably late at night, and the village was very quiet, and there was not even a sound.

Most of the houses have been lit off, and only a few buildings are still dimly lit.

"Isn't the village a little too quiet, it feels eerie. Wu Jin spoke first.

Lao Song said: "You have been in Phnom Penh for too long. It's already past nine o'clock, almost ten o'clock, and for a village in such a remote area, it's already late at night, and basically everyone has fallen asleep, of course, quiet. If you're in Phnom Penh, the nightlife at 10 o'clock has just begun. ”

"That's right. Wu Jin naturally wouldn't argue with his boss, "This village is not small, I don't know if there are any hotels?"

Lao Song shook his head and ruthlessly shattered his illusions: "This is such a remote area, and it is not a scenic area, how can someone open a hotel?

If someone really opened a hotel here, it would probably be a black shop. ”

Bale stepped forward, looked at the village carefully, and said with some strangeness: "When I passed by this neighborhood last time, I didn't seem to see a village here. ”

Wu Jin glanced at him and asked, "How long has it been since last time?"

Bale recalled: "Not long, just half a year ago, it shouldn't be a long time, right?"

"Are you sure there are no villages here?"

Bale turned his head to look around, looking a little hesitant.

He'd only passed through the neighborhood once, and wasn't very familiar with it.

Even in the daytime, he may not be 100% sure, not to mention that now that the night is like ink, he is not even a third sure.

At this moment, three figures slowly walked out of the darkness.

The three of them were dressed in traditional costumes that seemed to be Cambodian, but they seemed to be a little different from the costumes Han Ye had seen elsewhere.

The style seems to be more archaic and more nationally representative.

The leader was an old man with gray hair, a wrinkled face, about sixty or seventy years old, and a slightly hunched back.

The two behind him were a little younger, but they were also forty or fifty years old, with blank expressions and no expressions, and one of them was holding a kerosene lamp in his hand.

To be honest, Han Ye had only seen this thing on TV before, but now he suddenly saw that there were still people using it, and he couldn't help but feel a little novel.

"Where are you from, what are you doing in our village?" the three Cambodians stopped when they reached the door of the village, and the old man at the head asked.

Since Wei Ting did not understand Cambodian Chinese, Han Ye stepped forward and replied, "We were going to go on a three-wave expedition, but we got lost in the nearby mountains and forests, and we saw that there were lights here, so we looked for it."

What is this place, and are you the head of this village?"

"Sanbo, it seems like it's still a long way from this village, you must be on the wrong track. The old man said very kindly, "This village is called Miyu Village, and I am the village chief here. Behind me are the village elders. ”

Han Ye asked very politely: "It's late at night now, my companions are tired after driving all day, and they want to rest here for a night, I don't know if it's okay?"

The two old men behind the village chief frowned in unison.

The elder on the left leaned over and whispered into the village chief's ear and said, "Our village has very little contact with outsiders, and I don't think it's appropriate for so many outsiders to suddenly flood into our village. ”

Another chimed in: "That's right. We don't know where they come from, so it's better to let them spend the night outside the village. ”

The village chief didn't express his position immediately, but thought about it carefully, and then said to Han Ye: "Our village rarely has contact with the outside world, and we are relatively exclusive to outsiders. However, since you are lost, I don't think it's appropriate to turn you out.

As long as you don't disturb the villagers in the village and don't cause trouble to our village, I am willing to let you stay in the village for one night.

There is a hotel in our village, the conditions are relatively basic, if you don't mind, you can stay there. ”

Han Ye hurriedly said: "Then thank you village chief, we will leave early tomorrow morning, we will not disturb the villagers in the village, let alone any trouble." As for accommodation...... We don't mind, as long as we have a place to live. ”

Wu Jin said to Lao Song happily: "Mr. Song, we finally have a bed to sleep in tonight, which is much better than sleeping in the wilderness." ”

Lao Song looked surprised, as if he didn't expect that there was really a hotel in such a remote village.

He still didn't change his opinion, and poured cold water on his head as a security director:

"Don't be too happy, who knows what the inn is like, in case the conditions are bad and there are rats and cockroaches everywhere, then it is better to sleep in the car. ”

The village chief and two elders led the way in front and led the people into the village. Han Ye led the team to follow behind them.

Follow the village chief to the inn in the village.

It is said to be a hotel, but in fact it is a small three-story building with a small area, except for the place to eat on the first floor and the residence of the innkeeper, there are not many rooms that can live in people.

Fortunately, Han Ye and the others are not very many, two people in one room, and there are extra rooms.

The innkeeper was a woman in her thirties, of average appearance, a widow with two children.

Seeing that someone was staying in the hotel, the owner of the hotel was very enthusiastic, and arranged hot water and rooms.

I don't know if it's because there are few tourists who usually come to stay at the hotel, but the sheets and bedding are relatively new and clean, at least much better than expected.

Not only that, but there is also a special bathing place in the inn.

Although a large wooden bath is used, the hot water is burned with firewood, and it takes a while to allow tired travelers to wash the dust and relax their bodies.

Wu Jin was very satisfied with this hotel, and Wei Ting, who had always been exquisite, had no complaints, and even Lao Song, who was not hopeful at the beginning, also expressed his satisfaction.

The village chief and the two elders stayed in the inn until everyone had divided their rooms and were ready to rest, and then they took their leave.

Before leaving, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his head to Han Ye and said, "There is one thing that must be paid attention to. After 12 o'clock in the evening, no matter what noise is made outside, don't open the door, let alone go out!"