"Yes, Baiping Mountain." Qin Lang nodded, and asked again, "Baiping Mountain, is there a Qiang village?"
The old man looked around, and then reminded Qin Lang in a low voice: "Young man! I think you are a student who came to travel in the city. If you want to go to the Qiang Village to see the scenery, go to the Qiang Village developed by the government. For example, Xiao Places like Zhaigou and Taohuaping are good. As for Baiping Mountain, don’t go there.”
"Baiping Mountain, why can't we go?"
"Hey, let me tell you what's up with you kid—Baiping Mountain, where are there bandits!" The old man kindly reminded Qin Lang, "If you don't believe me, I don't bother to say it!"
"Grandpa, don't be angry, I'm just asking." Qin Lang smiled slightly, "By the way, weigh me two catties of apples and bananas, I'll eat them on the way."
Qin Lang gnawed on the apple while trying to find a way to go to Baiping Mountain.
At this time, a young man in a black T-shirt walked towards Qin Lang and asked with a smile: "Little brother, you are here to travel, why don't you take my motorcycle?"
It turned out that the "Motor" driver came to solicit customers.
"That's right, I'm going to visit the original Qiang village." Qin Lang said casually, "By the way, you know the Qiang village in Baiping Mountain, right?"
"Brother, what are you doing there?" The young man seemed a little puzzled.
"Do you know the way?" Qin Lang said, "If you know the way, just give me a ride."
"Well... if you want to go to Baiping Mountain, you have to pay at least fifty. The road there is not easy to walk." The young man said in a bargaining tone.
"Okay." Qin Lang readily agreed. In fact, the base price of this young man is thirty-five yuan, even if Qin Lang cut ten yuan down, he would agree without hesitation.
The motorcycle started and drove through the streets of Nanping County.
After walking for a while, the young driver said to Qin Lang: "Little brother, do you want to buy a bottle of realgar wine at the pharmacy in front?"
"Why buy this thing?" Qin Lang asked, "It's not the Dragon Boat Festival now."
"Little brother, there are many snakes and insects in the mountains, especially Baiping Mountain, so to be on the safe side, you outsiders usually buy a bottle of realgar wine. Even if you don't drink it, it's good to smear on your legs, feet and body." The young driver said. , "And the price is not expensive, but only ten or twenty yuan a bottle."
"Forget it, I'm not afraid of snakes and insects." Qin Lang said.
The young driver had no choice but to give up. He wanted to take the opportunity to sell some "tourism products" to Qin Lang, but he didn't expect that Qin Lang was not afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants, so he had no choice but to give up.
The road to Baiping Mountain is really not easy. Not only are the roads full of mountains, but they are also gravel roads. Even if you take a motorcycle, you can drive very slowly. After spending almost an hour, Qin Lang finally arrived at the foot of Baiping Mountain.
Baiping Mountain is more than 2,000 meters above sea level, and it is one of the higher mountains in Nanping County. Because there is no industrial pollution, the air quality here is relatively good, and it is spring and summer, and the climate here is pleasant. It is indeed a tourist attraction. Good time for sightseeing. However, the road condition of Baiping Mountain is very poor, and it is not a tourist development zone, so it is not the first choice for tourists, and it is almost impossible for outsiders to come to this place.
After arriving at the foot of the mountain, the young driver turned off the motorcycle on the side of the road, then pointed to the path up the mountain and said: "From here, you can go to the Qiang Village of Baiping Mountain, which is halfway up the mountain. However, I advise you not to go in .”
"Oh... why?" Qin Lang handed over the fare.
Perhaps because of the fare, the young driver went on to say: "This Qiang village is not engaged in tourism development, so I don't like outsiders going there. Moreover, the local people basically have the final say on these closed villages. If something goes wrong, the public security police will not care about you. Therefore, if you travel, travel, and you’d better not go in if you see the stockade!”
"Okay, thank you." Qin Lang said.
chug! ~
Moments later, the young driver started his motorcycle and disappeared on the mountain road under the twilight.
At the foot of Baiping Mountain, there was basically no human habitation, but at this moment, an old man of the Qiang nationality came over with a basket on his back. The old man was about fifty years old, but he walked vigorously. When he came to Qin Lang, he said, "Young man, It's getting dark, what are you still doing here?"
"I want to go up the mountain." Qin Lang said.
"Go up the mountain? That's a coincidence, I live in the village on the mountain. Young man, let me take you up."
"Okay, thank you then." Qin Lang said with a smile.
Following the old man of the Qiang nationality, Qin Lang couldn't do it for nearly an hour, and finally saw a cottage appearing in the mountains. This cottage is built on the mountain. There are waterfalls and clear streams flowing around the cottage, and many birds returning to the forest fly by. Looking from a distance, it gives people a feeling of paradise.
It was just at sunset, and the setting sun was like blood, but it made people feel an inexplicable uneasiness.
"Young man, our stockade is in front of us. It's going to be dark now, let's stay in the stockade for one night, and continue up the mountain tomorrow." The old man said to Qin Lang.
"I said old man, you have been pretending for so long, aren't you tired?" Qin Lang said suddenly, "Your basket is actually empty, but you want to cover it with some leaves. I think your purpose is to Bring me to this cottage?"
After being exposed by Qin Lang, the simple and simple face of the old man disappeared immediately, replaced by a ferocious face: "Stinky boy, are you Qin Lang? The front is our cottage, if you have the guts, follow me in—"
As he spoke, the old man blew a sharp whistle, which almost startled all the birds in the forest.
Accompanied by this whistle, there seems to be a murderous atmosphere in the mountains and fields.
"Lead the way ahead! I'll meet Qingheyun!"
Qin Lang said to the old man, and followed him to the cottage.
This cottage is made up of a patchwork of yellow-brown stone houses, high or low, scattered in a patchwork pattern. The terrain around the village is very steep, and there is only a road to enter from the front, but you have to pass through the gate of the cottage. In addition, there are two tall watchtowers in the village, condescending and looking very imposing.
Qin Lang didn't know if this was the "headquarters" of the Qinghuan gang, but he had to say that this place was really nice, and it would be a good place to go on a trip, but it was a pity that it had become a "thief den".
The old man was still leading the way, but when he was walking, when he was about to reach the gate of the cottage, he realized that something was wrong, and when he turned around suddenly, he found that Qin Lang had disappeared! When did Qin Lang slip away, the old man didn't notice it at all!
Woohoo! ~
In the cottage, there was a sound of horns. With the sound of the horn, dozens of people armed with rifles and shotguns rushed out of the stronghold.
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