Chapter 9 Upper Qinling
Seven days later. "It's finally here." Chen Tangtang got out of the car and let out a long breath.
While helping to remove things from the car, Uncle Tang said to Xu Xia and the others: "Let's spend the night here today, and then set off for Qinling tomorrow." "Okay." Xu Xia and the others nodded, and carried their things into the hotel in front of them.
The next day. Xu Xia and the others stood at the door of the hotel, waiting for Uncle Tang's arrival. Not long after, Uncle Tang brought an old man wearing a straw hat to Xu Xia and them. "I'll tell you about it." Uncle Tang pointed at the old man and said, "This is the village chief of a village near Qinling, and he is our guide this time. The village chief secretly glanced at Chen Tangtang, and a lewd look flashed in his eyes. His expression was all in Xu Xia's eyes, and he couldn't help frowning. The village chief then returned to normal, waved the bullwhip in his hand and said:
"Young people, I grew up on this ridge since I was a child, and I am familiar with this ridge as if it were my own home, and I have brought a lot of people like you, so you can follow me with confidence." Hearing his words, Xu Xia and the others all frowned. Xu Xia walked up to Uncle Tang and said softly, "Uncle Tang, can this old man be trusted?" Uncle Tang also frowned, and said: "I can't believe it, I can't help it, who called him the person who knows Qinling the most in the nearby village?" "Uncle Tang, no matter what, we have to be fully prepared." Xu Xia said. "Yes, I see." Uncle Tang nodded and took out a stack of RMB from his pocket. Uncle Tang handed the money to the village chief and said with a smile: "Fellow, this time it's all up to you to help." "Well said, well said." The village chief took the stack of renminbi, and the smile on his face was as disgusting as a blooming chrysanthemum. The village chief pulled the ox cart behind him and said to Xu Xia and the others: "Young people, get on the car quickly, the road on this ridge is not easy to walk, and your car can't get up, so you can only rely on my ox cart." After the village chief finished speaking, Uncle Tang said: "Everyone clean up your things, put the things you don't use on the car first, and you don't need to bring your wallet or anything, just bring the things you can use." "Okay." Everyone nodded, and put all their backpacks in the trunk of the car. Seeing their movements, the village chief was stunned for a moment, and then a faint trace of anger flashed in his eyes. Xu Xia had been paying attention to him, and clearly saw the anger flashing in his eyes. Xu Xia took out a double-barreled shotgun from his backpack and fiddled with it a few times in front of the village chief. "They actually have guns." When the village chief saw the gun, his face showed a little fear. Xu Xia saw the fear on the village chief's face, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. Xu Xia walked up to Chen Tangtang with a gun and said softly: "Tangtang, you must follow me firmly after you go to Qinling, I suspect that this village chief will attack us." "Okay." Chen Tangtang glanced at the village chief and nodded to Xu Xia.
"And bring this with you." Xu Xia handed a Type 25 pistol to Chen Tangtang, who nodded and stuck the pistol in his waist. "Are you all right?" Uncle Tang looked at Xu Xia and the others and spoke. "Alright." Xu Xia and the others nodded. "Alright, let's go." Uncle Tang opened his mouth and got into the ox cart with Xu Xia and the others. "Phew." The village chief whipped the cow's buttocks with a bullwhip, and took Xu Xia and the others into the mountain in a leisurely manner.
The village chief took Xu Xia and the others across a ravine, and finally stopped in front of a river. "This river is the only river on the Qinling Mountains, and the place you want to go is on the other side of the river." The village chief pointed to a cave in the distance and said to Xu Xia and the others. "How come there isn't even a boatman in such a big river?" The fat man walked to the river and asked the village chief. "Isn't the boatman right there?" The village chief gestured to the man sitting in the boat in the distance. Xu Xia and the others looked at his hand and saw a thin old man sitting on a small boat with a pipe in his hand. And at the feet of the old man, a dog lay there, sticking out its tongue. "Alright, you wait here for a while, and I'll call the boatman." When the chief had finished speaking, he walked towards the boatman. To be continued