Although it is impossible for this to be such a coincidence, there are too many things that happen by chance. It is so coincidental that we always encounter ghosts, and they are always eliminated by us in the end. What reason do we have not to believe in coincidence
Shen Bing and I had the same idea. We both turned our heads forward and quickly followed. The woman's heels were too high, at least 12 centimeters, so she sounded hurried, but she wasn't actually walking fast. Her steps were too small, and she would sprain her ankle if she took too long. So we caught up with her without much effort. At this moment, the two of them stopped talking and just ran forward.
At first I thought their home was nearby, but they were heading for the bus stop to the train station. Shen Bing and I squeezed on and got off at the train station. I secretly heard them talking about taking the bus to Ningcheng and then transferring to Beimiao Township. Damn, that's the border between Liaoning and Inner Mongolia, more than 600 to 700 kilometers away. If we get on the bus now, we might not be able to get back for two days. What should we do with our luggage in the hotel
Fortunately, the train they bought had more than an hour to leave, so I asked Shen Bing to watch over it. I ran out of the train station quickly, took a taxi back to the hotel, checked out, and rushed back with my luggage. It just so happened that Shen Bing had also bought a ticket, and this train was going to leave in ten minutes.
We were lucky, as we bought tickets for the same compartment as them, with only a few rows of seats between us. After we sat down, we could see them both by just stretching our necks forward. The woman was now wearing a dress, not as revealing as during the performance, otherwise she would have had a nosebleed!
This train was not a high-speed train, and it took more than seven hours to reach the station. It was already past six in the afternoon when we got off the train, and then we followed them on the bus into the mountains. Once we entered the mountains, we were dumbfounded. The dry climate here is much worse than ours. As the wheels turned, the yellow dust was raised. It can't be said that it covered the sky, but there was always dust. The vegetation on the mountain was lush, but it was covered by a layer of yellow soil. It always looked like something was choking in the throat.
An old man who likes to talk in the car said that this is the border between Liaoning and Inner Mongolia. After leaving this mountain and crossing an old river, you will reach the Inner Mongolia grassland. Because it is a no-man's land and the transportation is very inconvenient, the nearby mountainous areas are relatively poor. This dirt road was built many years ago. It is rugged and difficult to walk. You can only go to Heixugou. There is no road ahead. The farthest mountain village from Heixugou is more than 70 miles away, and you have to walk.
It is only about 30 kilometers away from Heixugou, which takes two hours to walk. You can see how difficult this mountain road is. At the train station, we heard the man and woman mention that their home seemed to be called Nanwupo, so we quietly asked the old man if this place was far from Heixugou.
The old man opened his cloudy eyes wide when he heard us and said, "Young man, Nanwupo is the village I mentioned that is the farthest from Heixugou. It is more than 70 miles away. You shouldn't go into the mountains today. Stay in the city for one night and take a bus tomorrow morning. It will take at least seven or eight hours to walk from Heixugou to Nanwupo."
We were so shocked that we thought, "Oh my god, they were in a hurry to get home and traveled all night, and they cheated us." It was almost nine o'clock when we arrived at Heixugou, and after walking for another seven or eight hours, it was dawn.