Chapter 134: Old House in the Mountain Village (Part 1)

Peng Sikai has obviously been here many times, and he has the deepest feelings for the sect and is most pious. When he comes here, he is a little excited. Looking at the mountain road, he is ambitious, "Let's go! Someone should have arrived before us. Lao Huang, let's not let them make jokes old!"

Huang Long smiled faintly and held his small travel bag, "Senior Brother Peng, we are already old, this is an indisputable fact. Now it is the world of young people. Are you still afraid of them making jokes? Look, when Ah Long is just as fierce as a dragon and a tiger, Master Yang is even more young and promising and aggressive. Haha, time is not forgiving people, we are already old!"

"Haha, Senior Brother Huang, I can't do it anymore. I have countless women and have excessive indulgences. Alas, although I am a few years younger than you, my physical strength may not be comparable to you!" Long Dingzhi said modestly.

Listening to their words, Yang Rui smiled and looked around. He had a little more thought in his heart. Lao Peng's words should be an unintentional sigh, and Huang Long's words were a bit meaningful!

"Lao Peng, how far is it to go up? Does it take half an hour?" Yang Rui looked at the mountain road they were heading. In such a place, it was impossible to see how far it would be to have a village.

"It's not far away, it should be half an hour!" Peng Sikai smiled, "It's only been once every five years. I don't know if the road is easier to walk now. If it's easier to walk, it should be possible to get there in about half an hour."

Long Dingzhi was the last apprentice accepted by Lao Lai's senior brother. Lao Lai's senior brother used to pass the position of the sect leader to Lao Lai, and he accepted many apprentices himself. When Long Dingzhi was accepted, he was still young, so he never brought him here. It was not until ten years ago that he came for the first time, and now it is his third time.

Maybe it is because I don’t have that many times, but I still remember it clearly: “I remember walking for an hour and twenty minutes last time when we came. It was because it was raining. When I first came, I walked for fifty minutes. Now it seems that the road is a little better, and it should be faster.”

Yang Rui was already worried, "You guys come here and wait for me. I'll find a car. At least you usually go out Mercedes-Benz, so you will definitely not be able to adapt to walking now."

He said, leaving first, retreated a while, and arrived at a small shop.

This small shop is a traditional grocery store. It is opened on the roadside and is a distance from the village. Customers should mainly focus on the village and the village above.

"What are you going to buy? The things here are not that high-end, but there are daily necessities." A few of them are outsiders, and their clothes are obviously different from those of this mountain village. The owner of this shop has long been paying attention to them. Not only him, but many children, and residents nearby are also looking at them.

"Boss, that's the case. We want to go up the mountain. The car can only get here. Can you help us find a few motorcycles to take us up?" Yang Rui said, taking out fifty-fifths to hand over. "The fare is calculated in addition. You see, we are two of us who are not young and don't exercise normally, so we may not be able to climb mountains."

The shop owner shook his head quickly. "I can help you find it, but you don't have to give me money. Just count the fare for the fifty dollars. I'll help you find two motorcycles for you right away."

The shop owner was not prepared for Yang Rui and went out directly. There were a few children in the shop playing with him and stared at Yang Rui curiously.

Yang Rui was a little embarrassed and a little moved.

In the city, money is often the most direct communication between people, which is also the default behavior habit. In the newspaper booth next to the bus, if you want to ask for a car, you have to buy a newspaper; if you want to ask for a store, you have to buy a bottle of mineral water or something. Everyone is used to this. Some places are because you don’t buy things and ignore you, while others feel that you don’t buy things and are embarrassed to speak to strangers.

Now in such a strange place, he was a foreigner and wanted to ask for help. Yang Rui naturally paid for it. He had never been to such a mountain village and regarded it as a tourist attraction where he was responsible for slaughtering foreign tourists. Who knew that not only did they not deliberately ask for more prices, they were even willing to help for free. They just let themselves be here without looking at the shop.

Although there is nothing good for Yang Rui in this store. But after all, they are small businesses, and losing anything directly affects the cost. Facing the owner of the store who still maintains a simple folk custom, he thought...

The shop owner quickly found two people and two motorcycles. The shop owner helped them exchange the fifty dollars that Yang Rui had placed on the counter for collecting money, half of each person. The two were honest and unceremonious subordinates, without hypocritical enthusiasm.

"Sir, don't think we charge you for a high fee. Take a motorcycle on the street (local means town) for 5 yuan or 10 yuan. However, neither of them are on motorcycles, and the road above is difficult to walk, and it is a bit far. The fuel fee is also expensive now, so you are charged 50 yuan." The owner of the store was afraid that Yang Rui would think it is expensive, so he explained.

"Thank you." Yang Rui quickly smiled and shook his head. He didn't think it was expensive.

Seeing Yang Rui and two riding motorcycles coming, the three of them were a little strange.

"If the car can't be driven, let's go up on the motorcycle!" Yang Rui greeted the three of them.

Peng Sikai and Huang Long looked at each other for a while and realized that this was a transportation service. Both of them said hesitantly: "This road is not easy to walk, motorcycles may not be safe, so let's just walk."

"Don't worry! The road has been repaired now, but you can't get into the big car, so there will be no danger." One said on a motorcycle.

But Peng Sikai and Huang Long still felt worried. There were two more people carrying the road up the mountain like this, and there was not even a safety helmet... Can this be safe?

Yang Rui began to think that they were used to sitting in luxury cars and felt that they were losing face when they were doing motorcycles. After looking at their expressions carefully, they realized that they were really worried about safety!

In many cities in China, motorcycles have been banned. The reason for banning motorcycles is naturally because everyone sees many unsafe reasons such as motorcycle robbery, motorcycle riding passengers, robbing lanes in traffic... (the motorcycles that take passengers are illegal and cannot receive taxes, which should be a very important one). Generally, people riding motorcycles and motorcycles are students and low-income people, so there are naturally not many opportunities to make noise. The convenient side of motorcycles to citizens is reduced.

People of Peng Sikai, Huang Long and others at the same level cannot encounter a motorcycle. The experience in this aspect is only the disadvantage of media reports, and there is no personal experience like Yang Rui.

"Don't worry, there is no problem. They won't drive too fast, there will be no problem." Yang Rui looked at Long Dingzhi again, "Xiaolong, let's sit in the back and let them sit in the front, it will be safer."

"Well, no problem, let's go!" Long Dingzhi, a charlatan, has only been doing well over the years. He used to have to go to the venue when he didn't go out, and he often took a motorcycle.

It was already like this. If Peng Sikai and Huang Long insisted on it, they would have no courage. They had to get one by one, and Yang Rui would be able to sit behind them after Long Dingzhi.

More than ten minutes later, Yang Rui and the others came to a village. Two people who rode motorcycles to take them up. They heard that they were under an old tree and they went back when they got off. They didn’t need to ask them, because there was no village or road to ride motorcycles.

"It's this place." Peng Sikai looked here excitedly and walked into the village first.

They entered the village, and everything was still very poor and backward. Some doors also had couplets posted during the New Year on both sides, which were a little faded and turned white after being exposed to rain. There were live chickens and dogs running around on the ground. Dry firewood, pine branches and other things were piled under the eaves in front of the doors of every household, which were all used for cooking. No one here uses coal balls, let alone liquefied gas. Many people were watching them at the door, and some children were even more curious to follow them.

All this was unfamiliar to Yang Rui, and he had never experienced such an environment in person. While making him feel fresh, he felt a little strange.

Since this is the birthplace of Tianji Sect, many of the disciples of Tianji Sect have entered the business world, and they are almost successful. Among them, there are billionaires like Peng Sikai and Huanglong. Why didn’t anyone donate some money? The village name here can be regarded as descendants of the ancestors of Tianji Sect. It is also necessary to help them build a school or something. The roads here are also built, which will be convenient for everyone.

This doubt is not convenient to ask anyone when walking on the road now, but according to their conditions, it should not be stingy. After all, for them, it is just plucking hair. Maybe there are other hidden stories!

As they entered the village, Peng Sikai and Huanglong began to meet acquaintances. They greeted each other and accompanied them to continue walking forward. Peng Sikai did not introduce Yang Rui more on the way.

The group came to the door of the very old house. Several people at the door. When they saw them coming, they recognized Peng Sikai and the others and greeted them enthusiastically.
Chapter completed!