97 Riders on the Road (3)

After a difficult confrontation and hard work, we finally said goodbye to the Gobi Desert. The scenery in front of you makes it difficult to compare with the scenery of the previous days, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful, as if you have entered another world.

In the mist, several families loomed. I pedaled hard and rushed towards the fireworks in the world.

The climate here is very humid, and the "fairy energy" in the mountains is refreshing, and the mood is much better all of a sudden.

A few neat-looking farmhouses came into view, and I approached them with my bicycle.

Wow!

Two dog barks resounded throughout the valley, startling me too.

"Brother, don't bark! I'm a good man!" I gestured to the dog standing in front of the farmhouse so that he would not cause a misunderstanding.

At this time, a girl came out of the farmhouse, and she said to the dog, "Yaoyao, stop barking! ”

The dog was really psychic, and he was lying in front of the door obediently.

"Beauty, can you have a drink?" I asked.

The girl looked at me, probably discerning my good from evil. I smiled awkwardly at the girl.

The girl nodded and said, "Yes, you can come with me!" just leave the bicycle outside, and Yaoyao will help you watch it. ”

The girl led me to the yard, which was very neat and tidy, and the furnishings inside were very characteristic. In the middle of the courtyard is a large bamboo, and the whole yard looks very elegant against the background of the bamboo.

An older girl walked out of the room. She glanced at me, not welcoming me in the slightest. She muttered to the girl who had led me in, but I didn't understand a word, and I could tell from the look on the girl's face that she was blaming something.

"Come, come in!" After some explanation, the older girl seemed to be persuaded by a girl in front of me. I smiled politely and nodded to the girl, but the girl turned and went into the room, ignoring my friendliness.

"Please sit down, it's a mess at home. Don't mind!" the girl said to me.

I casually glanced around, embarrassed by the girl's modesty of being too modest. The room was neatly arranged, with a set of shiny wooden furniture in the room.

I was so embarrassed to sit down that I didn't dare to take my seat. Instead, the girl became enthusiastic, and she said to me, "Don't stand still, sit down and rest for a while!"

I sat down anyway, and the hostess immediately brought me a cup of tea, and she sat across from me. I did not dare to look closely at the hostess's countenance, and I did not take a look until she had sat down. In her eyes, I saw a purity and purity.

"Where are you from?" she asked, smiling.

"I'm from the Northwest, and it's okay, it's okay. What a bother!" I replied.

"Northwest, drink tea, you're welcome!" she said with a puzzled look on her face as she beckoned me to tea.

"The northwest wind is strong?" she asked me.

"Yes, but there are small times, big times. ”

"I've been to a lot of places when I've grown so big. But I've never been to the northwest!" she said.

I asked, "Why don't you go and have a look?"

She laughed a little and replied, "Don't dare to go!

Naturally, I thought of desolation and harsh climates. I said to her, "Actually, the Northwest is not as bad as most of you think, there are many things to see, and many places to go!"

I paused for a moment and added, "You can go by plane or train!" except by bike. ”

She looked at me and asked, "It's hard riding, isn't it?"

I took a sip of tea and continued, "Riding is a dangerous thing to do without adequate mental preparation!"

She almost stood up in excitement and asked me, "Danger, what's the danger, what did you encounter on the way?"

I sorted out my feverish thoughts and told her about the encounters and experiences along the way. She was very engaged in the process of listening, and kept looking into my eyes, and I could see that she was listening carefully.

Before I could finish my story, the older woman walked in, she didn't look at me, she just spoke to the girl sitting across from me.

I realized the insecurity my arrival had brought her, and I got up and said to the girl across from me, "Thank you! ”

After saying this, the older girl's frown relaxed. I walked out the door and the enthusiastic girl stopped me.

"Wait, I have some delicious snacks at home, bring some for you, eat them on the way!" she hurried into another room to get snacks.

"Girl, I don't want it! I'm leaving!" I shouted to her.

When I walked outside the door and picked up the bike, she ran out.

"Here, take it! Thank you for sharing your experience with me, I will definitely go to the Great Northwest when I have time!" she smiled at me, and when she finished laughing, her expression was mixed with some regret.

"You're a good man! I wish you a happy life!" I got on my bike and went down the mountain road, and I didn't look back, because my road was ahead, and what was left behind was a beautiful scenery.

After less than a hundred kilometers of riding, it was getting late and I had to set up a tent. But strangely, there were no more villages, no homes, not even a single animal.

It felt very damp in the tent, but there was no fire to be lit, so I had to endure and sleep.

In the middle of the night, I was woken up by a strange scream. I immediately sat up, listening carefully for any sounds that were going to come from behind.

As I listened intently, my tent was torn open, and through the tent I saw a flock of birds looking at me with bad intentions, their eyes emitting a blue light, and I seemed to be locked in.

I reached into my backpack with one hand, pulled out my dagger, and ran out to duel the group of visitors.

They swooped down on me like fighters, and I instinctively raised my daggers and danced wildly, and they retreated with a scream. There was a rain of feathers in the night sky, my face was pecked, and my dagger was stained red with blood.

"A bunch of fools, come on, hurt each other!, come on!" I yelled at the sky.

Within a few minutes, a flock of black-pressed birds drove towards me, and I immediately climbed down, my dagger still raised high.

However, this time they didn't attack me. I wondered for a moment, what did they do?

I let out a sigh of relief as I watched them disappear into the dark night sky.

"Fight with me, there is no door!" I scolded as if I had defeated them.

I looked around for a moment, and then I shouted at the sky, "You beasts, give me back my bicycle!

Before he could finish speaking, a huge corpse fell.

"You deserve to die, what did I mess with you?"

I cursed in despair at the corpse, which lay there, motionless, as if provoking me.