The Twilight Stalkers

Chapter 168: Entering the mountains (1)

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When the car was halfway there, it started to drizzle and the sky outside became darker and more dignified.

Although the driver asked for a high price, he was kind-hearted. He told us that it was easy to get lost in the mountains at this late hour, so we should first stay in Tangkou Town. Sometimes the rain comes and goes quickly, so we might stay until dawn, so that we would not encounter any danger in the mountains. When he took out a hotel business card and gave it to us, we realized that this guy was a hotel agent.

Because it was raining, the road was slippery, and the car was not going very fast. It took us an hour and a half to reach Tangkou Town. The southern gate of Huangshan is still one kilometer away from Tangkou, and the taxi took us directly there. I reluctantly took out four hundred dollars to pay the fare. Damn, this business was done. Fortunately, Tang Xiaohan agreed to give more ghost teeth, otherwise it would be a big loss.

Standing in the vast night rain, I could vaguely see the shadows of the mountains in front of me, towering up. Unfortunately, I couldn't see anything clearly now, and I could only enjoy the beauty of Huangshan Mountain at dawn. My knowledge of Huangshan Mountain is limited to the Welcoming Pine, and I don't know much about other landscapes of Huangshan Mountain. On the way, the driver introduced the characteristics of Huangshan Mountain and some scenic spots worth visiting.

Huangshan was originally called Yishan, but was later renamed Huangshan because of the legend that Emperor Huangdi refined elixirs here. It stretches for hundreds of miles, with 36 large peaks and 36 small peaks. The sunrise, strange pines, strange rocks, sea of clouds and hot springs are known as the "Five Wonders" of Huangshan. Judging from the weather, I probably won't be able to see the sunrise, which is a big pity.

We arrived at the entrance of the scenic spot and wanted to buy tickets, but the ticket office said that tickets would only be sold at 6:30 in the morning. Damn, how did Qu Mo get in? And didn’t the couple come at night? Didn’t they go up the mountain? Looking at the watch, it was almost five o’clock. It was not cost-effective to find a hotel, and we couldn’t go into the mountain. Oh my god, where can we wait for two hours

At this time, a man in his fifties, wearing a raincoat, came over from the side of the road and asked us in a low voice: "Are we going into the mountains?"

I nodded. Isn't that nonsense? If I don't go into the mountain, what would I do if I ran to the foot of Huangshan Mountain and got wet in the rain and had a full stomach

"One hundred and fifty each. I'll take you on a small path."

I immediately understood what this person did. He was a back-road runner. There are locals in the scenic area who specialize in this kind of business. They take people to bypass the main gate and enter the mountain through remote paths at a low price. This is called back-road running. They are all very familiar with the terrain of the scenic area and have connections with the patrol police, so they don't have to worry about being caught.

The ticket office said the ticket price was 230 yuan, but he wanted 150, which was not much lower. Wang Zijun slapped him and said, "50 yuan each." This guy dared to bargain.

"One hundred per person, if you go, it's a deal, if you don't go, forget it."

Seeing Shen Bing shivering in the rain, I quickly took out three hundred yuan and gave it to the man, and took out another fifty yuan to buy three disposable raincoats. To be honest, this disposable raincoat is worth at most ten yuan, and now I can only be ripped off. I put on the raincoat and felt a little warmer. I followed the runners around the South Gate and walked into the dark path.

Since we sneaked into the scenic area, the guide didn't dare to turn on the lights, so we walked in the dark. Fortunately, the guide knew the terrain very well and kept reminding us where there were pits and rocks ahead, so we didn't encounter any danger. We didn't know how long we walked, and we stopped in front of an almost sheer cliff. Fortunately, it was not high, only four or five meters, like a natural wall.