There is a joke on the Internet about you freezing into a dog in the southern sun, and I am hot into a ball in the cold wind of the north.

As a result, some people began to say that the cold in the north is a physical attack, and you can resist it by wearing two more clothes. But the climate in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is a magical attack, and if you want to defeat it, you can only rely on righteousness.

I underestimated this Great Qinling Mountains.

I originally thought that after dozens of degrees below zero in the northeast, this bowl of old wine that ordinary people dare not think of as a base, and then facing the cold wind in the Qinling Mountains, it would be a piece of cake.

Now I find out, damn it, this is too far from the kind of cold difference I imagined.

It stands to reason that a mountain range like Qinling, which is located in the north-central part of Greater China, should take the clear, cold and dry route. But Xing Jie forgot one thing, the place they came from was the southern foothills.

If you visit Qinling in August and September, you can not only enjoy the magnificence of Qinling, but also taste the beauty of Huangshan in the subtleties, and then make an appointment with three or five friends, and then enjoy the wine when enjoying the beautiful scenery, which is not a beautiful thing.

But now, what is the beautiful scenery at all? Although the sky is cloudless, it is as clear as a wash, and it is very comfortable to look at. But once you look at it, you will find that there are dead trees and grass all around you.

In addition, the whole mountainous area is now withered and yellow, and it is extremely dry. In this environment, even if you are addicted to smoking, you don't dare to spark a little. If it starts a wildfire, hehe, the sin will be great.

The key is to look at the weather forecast that only marked a dozen degrees below zero, but the mountain wind is like a knife, piercing directly into the bones in the body through the gaps in the clothes.

That feeling, not to mention how sour.

"Uncle, how long is it to get there? Why do I think we've been walking for so long, it seems like we're still spinning in circles?"

"It's not far in a straight line, about 30 kilometers. But to cross two mountains, it is still a winding mountain road. Don't complain, work harder, wait until you get to the top of the mountain, cross a bridge to the opposite mountain, and then it's easy. ”

It's nonsense to talk about straight distances in the mountains, and your mountain roads will never be as horizontal and vertical as they are in the city. If you have a distance of 30 kilometers in a straight line, you will have about 80 or 90 kilometers of mountain roads, and you may encounter some insurmountable obstacles, so it is possible for you to walk this road all day.

Xing Jie and the others were all devastated, but it was time to walk for so long now, if they returned the same way, they would not be able to save face, and their physical strength would be a little unable to keep up.

The rats were also dejected, sat on the ground, and then took the map from Uncle Xing Jie's hand, looked at it carefully, and the more they looked at it, the more desperate they became. It's been nearly a day's walk, and it's only a third of the way around.

"Hmm, rat, what's the deal with this dotted line?" Xing Jie asked, pointing to a specially marked indicator line on the map.

"It was the old road, but after the winding road was repaired, this kind of small mountain road was abandoned a long time ago. After all, if you can't get by car, it's not so beneficial to the development of the village. The meaning of the dotted line is that it can be used as an emergency in special times. The specific road conditions are unknown, and it is unclear whether it is open or not. ”

"We don't care about him if we can't get in the car, there should be no problem with a few of us, right? I just calculated that at least half of the distance can be saved. Uncle, what do you think?"

Uncle Xing Jie looked at the map for a while, and after pondering for a long time, he said: "The distance is a lot closer, but at least you have to pass through two forests, although this is the edge of the Qinling Mountains, but ......."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Jie pulled out his saber and pistol. As for the mouse, he also smiled and didn't speak.

They are all people who are used to going south and north, and they have seen a lot of more sinister places than here, so they are naturally disdainful in the face of such an environment. Besides, this is the edge of the mountainous area, and those large animals in the Qinling Mountains will never be in this kind of place unless they have to.

Don't think animals are stupid, they're smart.

(Here's a simple example, the pandas in the Qinling Mountains are about to become uncles.) The author once read a news story that said that a panda was hungry. I went directly to the mountain people's homes and gnawed the pork ribs that they were preparing for the New Year. The villagers couldn't afford to provoke them, so they could only eat and drink them as ancestors. This is a report by CCTV, not apocryphal. ）

Looking at the path covered with yellow leaves on the computer, the romantic woods on the side of the road, and the blue sky and white clouds, is it as beautiful as a desktop?

It's hard for anyone who hasn't walked on such a mountain trail to believe what it's like to walk on it.

Romantic or not romantic Xing Jie didn't know, he only knew how dangerous it was to walk on this path covered with dead leaves that was already somewhat unrecognizable.

The reason why the path is a path is because there are not many people walking. And now there is a repaired asphalt road that can run cars, although it is a little farther, but it is convenient, so there are fewer people walking on this path.

In this forest, if the beast road is a little better, after all, it will be more obvious when it passes by every day. And if no one passes through this mountain trail for a week, the wild grass can bury all traces in the shortest possible time.

Now it was the rat who led the way, stepping over knee-deep weeds, accompanied by rustling footsteps, Xing Jie and they had been walking here for three hours.

Crossing a mountain, crossing a river, and then walking along the path for seven or eight kilometers is the destination of this trip, Zhangcun. On this road, there is no fork in the road, the compass has not failed, and the rat who leads the way has at least five or six years of experience in the wild, not to mention Uncle Xing Jie, a senior old bird.

But the most unlikely thing that it would have been a shame for everyone to say had happened.

Xing Jie: They lost their goal!

No, to be more accurate, they are not sure now, the person in front of them is coming and going, and the village full of tourists is the Zhang village that Director Zhang said.

What about the overall relocation?

Didn't you say that this place had been abandoned a long time ago?

What's going on with this meaty mutton soup restaurant?

What about the tourists who are eating noodles with bowls everywhere on the street?

Even if this place is developed again, this season is not the peak season for tourism, right?

Didn't you say that the mountain road is impassable?

But I didn't care about it for now, I walked all day, and I was blown by the mountain wind all day, and the whole person was numb from the cold. In this kind of tired and hungry time, it is the right thing to have a bowl of gourd head steamed buns full of red oil and fragrant!

"Boss, come to seven bowls of steamed buns, the ingredients are enough. ”

The gourd head seller was a tall and chubby northern Shaanxi mother-in-law, who listened to Xing Jie's greeting and glanced at the other party in surprise before slowly standing up. Picked up the door-like knife lightly, clicked a few times, and the intestines were cut into thin strips, and then scalded a few times, plus a large scoop of hot soup, sprinkled with green garlic sprouts, and finally a big spoonful of red chili oil, soup in his left hand, and a pot helmet in his right hand, and put it in front of Xing Jie with a snap.

"Little brother, what are you guys doing?" The proprietress sat in front of Xing Jie as soon as she sat on her buttocks, and asked curiously while watching Xing Jie break the pot helmet there, while snorting her saliva.

"We went to Zhangcun, but it was not the same as what we had heard. ”

"This is Zhangcun, but why are you coming from the south? What do you want to do? I don't want you to be a good thing, is it poaching?" After saying that, the proprietress held the wide cutter and stood there like a high mountain!

"We came from the mountain city, how can we go without entering the mountain from the south? No, this is the road pointed out to us by the owner of the homestay shop on the other side of the mountain! This route was still drawn by him. Xing Jie spread the map on the table, pointed to the direction of the B&B with chopsticks and said.

After looking at the map for a long time, the proprietress pointed at Xing Jie and laughed wildly.

"You guys, you've been tricked by that old bastard!"