On the evening of October 8, Liu Lulu went to Chenzhou to stay, and on the night of the 9th, he stayed on the way from Chenzhou to Yangshan County. He thought it was strange that he had amnesia on the eight and nine days, and he couldn't remember what had happened.

After entering the territory of Guangdong, Liu Zhilu felt that there were mountains all the way, and he could not ride at all when these roads were uphill, so he could only get down and push the cart away.

He was surrounded by mountains and mountains, and felt that his power was very small, but the power of nature was powerful. If there is no car and no road, how difficult it is for people to go over mountains and mountains if they want to enter or exit Guangdong!

After entering the territory of Yangshan County, Liu Zhilu could only keep pushing the cart and walking, and according to the speed and road conditions at that time, he could only sleep in the mountains that night. However, to his delight, he pushed the cart up a spiral slope of about three or four kilometers, and it was a long continuous downhill road.

He can drive like a motorcycle without even moving in the car, which is really like flying. In this way, he swooped down for more than ten or twenty kilometers, and arrived at Yangshan County before it was dark.

The impact of accumulating potential energy this time made Liu Zhilu sigh for a long time. He thought of the road of life, and when it was very laborious, don't be pessimistic first, face it calmly, maybe he is accumulating potential energy, and soon he can use these potential energy to gallop effortlessly.

The next day, I was about to set off from Yangshan County, but I didn't go far to find that the tire was poked, so I had to push hard to find a place to repair the bicycle. The time for a morning is almost gone.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Liu Zhilu touched Heyun Town, in this town, he always felt that he was being targeted by someone, he didn't dare to take another step, so he stayed in a nearby hotel. It's the most expensive room he's ever opened.

Early in the morning of the 12th, Liu Zhilu found that it was a high-speed section from Qingyuan to Guangzhou, and bicycles could not be on the road, so he had to take a detour. If you go in the direction of Huadu, you will eventually have to enter a big city like Guangzhou, where there are many traffic routes and it is difficult to find a national highway. Wuhan and Changsha had already made him dizzy, and he didn't want to learn again.

Liu Zhilu decided to bypass Guangzhou and take the Sanshui River Gate to cross the Jiangmen on National Highway 325. His last night's stay was on October 15 at a small hotel next to National Road 325 in Enping City, and he was particularly excited about it, because if nothing else, he would be home tomorrow afternoon. It was a sleepless night.

When he got up in the morning, Liu Zhilu mustered up all his strength and sprinted towards the last 90 kilometers. Unexpectedly, the rear tire of the bicycle near Yangdong County burst, and the outer tire was torn. I found a small car repair shop, and the car mechanic said that the inner and outer tires had to be replaced.

Liu Zhilu only changed one inner tube, but did not change the outer tire, and only asked the master to pad the crack of the outer tire with materials. In fact, not only the tail wheel tires should be replaced, but the seats of his car should also be changed, because they all cracked a big hole in the middle. The pedal bars had loosened and slipped, and the front wheels had been deformed.

Liu Zhilu didn't want to care about these anymore, and continued to pedal his scrapped but hard-working bicycle to continue to hurry. In the evening, he finally arrived home.

Liu Zhilu had just pushed the cart into the house, and when he looked over, even his mother couldn't recognize him, and she thought that a homeless man had broken into the house. It wasn't until Liu Zhilu opened her mouth and shouted Mom that she said "yo" and recognized it after she was determined.

Liu's mother would never have dreamed that her son would come back from Wuhan on a bicycle. She saw her son sun-dried like charcoal; The clothes were also jet black; It's almost stinky, otherwise it's really no different from a homeless man.

The neighbors were sensational, and they came to see the excitement and ask questions. They thought that Liu Zhilu was a rare strong man, and they were about to see the newspaper.

Liu's father and mother changed from the shock of not being able to contact their son a few days ago to a surprise, and they felt that their face was also light. Sure enough, the paradoxical issue of suspension was temporarily overlooked. Moreover, it also gave the green light for Liu Zhilu to go to Henan to find Yang Nannan's life footprints after the Chinese New Year. In the words of Liu's father: "You can find a way back safely from Wuhan when you ride alone, and we don't have to worry about you wherever we go in the future."

Liu Zhilu Wuhan rode alone to the south, traveling about 1,400 kilometers and taking thirteen and a half days. If he hadn't brought that much luggage, he would have arrived at least three days earlier, and his car wouldn't have been ruined like a scrap.

After Liu Zhilu returned home, he was a little afraid of this. Through this solo ride, he formed this belief: as long as you make sure that the direction is right, and you keep pedaling forward, the destination will be reached one day!