In the snowstorm, Xin Ao welcomed the annual winter vacation. It lasted for fifteen days. Although it was not as fierce as the students' winter vacation, which lasted from twenty days to a month. But it was considered kind among the working people.
In the days before the New Year, Xiao Zheng went shopping every day, buying bedsheets, quilts, and all the daily necessities he could think of. He even bought two down jackets, fearing that Lin Huayin might not be able to adapt to the harsh life on the mountain.
Lin Huayin was a woman with a serious obsession with cleanliness. And it was obviously not a habit that she developed because of her rich background. Therefore, Xiao Zheng couldn't help but think that Lin Huayin might not be able to adapt to the harsh life on the mountain.
Finally, after preparing all the necessities, Xiao Zheng and Lin Huayin took a flight to Yan Jing on the morning of the New Year's Eve. After getting off the plane, they didn't go straight to the city. Instead, they went in the opposite direction and drove to a mountain hundreds of meters high on the outskirts of Yan Jing. But because the mountain was steep, the taxi could only drive to the foot of the mountain before they got out of the car apologetically.
Different from most famous temples, the mountain where Ye Yuhua was hiding was not high enough. Secondly, it was not a famous scenic spot. Thirdly, there were not many tourists or Buddhist devotees. It was not a paradise, but it could be considered isolated from the world.
The mountain was called Fengming Mountain. The mountain was five hundred and eighty meters high. Because of its geographical location, the government didn't spend any effort to develop it. It preserved a good ecological environment. Flowers bloomed in spring and snow fell in winter. For young people who were used to the colorful world, it might be a poor place isolated from the world. But for big shots like Ye Yuhua, who had witnessed the ups and downs of the world, it was a good place to cultivate and focus on Buddhism.
Fengming Mountain was not like the famous historical sites. There were neat stairs for tourists to walk up, and there was also a cable car that went straight to the top of the mountain. Here, Xiao Zheng and Lin Huayin, who carried two big bags, walked on a mountain road that was not obvious.
The road was made by people. After walking for a long time, it naturally formed a road. However, there were few people in Feng Ming Mountain. Even if there were occasional visitors, it was not enough for them to step on the main road. Lin Huayin walked down the steep mountain peak that was several hundred meters high. She had barely reached the mountainside when she stopped to rest, as she lacked training.
"Drink some water." Xiao Zheng brushed away the snow on a rock and laid a soft blanket on it. He said gently, "It's still early. We should be able to make it for lunch. You should rest a little longer. "
Lin Huayin sat on the blanket to rest, but her gaze was calm as she looked around.
In fact, just like Xiao Zheng, this was her first time coming to Feng Ming Mountain. He had no concept of this mountain peak that was filled with mist and steep paths.
But now that she was halfway up the mountain, Lin Huayin finally understood that the man had lived here for more than twenty years, and what kind of bitter life he had led.
There was no electricity here. Lin Huayin had no doubt about that. Halfway up the mountain, the cell phone signal was getting weaker and weaker. He believed that before he reached the top of the mountain, the cell phone would be completely useless. The bare tree branches were covered in blood, and there were a series of footprints on the ground. Those were left behind by her and Xiao Zheng. The mountain wind was unbridled, and the sound of the wind could be heard from time to time. Even the sky above his head was covered in mist, and visibility was not high.
Lin Huayin had never expected such a harsh environment before she went up the mountain.
She knew the Ye Family's financial resources, and she was even more clear about how she knew how to enjoy herself in her memories. It was not surprising to say that as long as she was willing, she could completely turn this remote Feng Ming Mountain into a tourist attraction for vacation and leisure. The basic facilities were complete, and he lived the most pampered life of cultivation.
Of course, Lin Huayin did not expect that Ye Yuhua would build this remote Phoenix Cry Mountain on such a large scale, nor did she expect that it would be so barren and bitter.
A middle-aged woman dressed in a green robe couldn't help but appear in her mind as she walked on this cold and quiet mountain road. Vanish from all living things.
After drinking a few mouthfuls of hot water from the thermos and resting for about fifteen minutes, Lin Huayin slowly stood up and said calmly, "Let's go."
As he spoke, he took a three kilogram handbag from Xiao Zheng's hands.
"No need." Xiao Zheng shook his head and smiled. "It's not like you don't know my terrifying physical strength. The mountain road is not easy to walk on. Just take care of the road under your feet. "
Lin Huayin did not insist. She only felt that she was moving forward easily, while Xiao Zheng was carrying nearly twenty kilograms of luggage. She felt a little guilty. He wanted to help Xiao Zheng share some of the burden. But in reality, not to mention carrying luggage, even if she didn't have anything to carry on the road, it would still be a huge challenge for Lin Huayin, who had an average physique. After all, this was a mountain road that was five hundred and eighty meters high. The ground was slippery and the mountain was steep.
After walking for nearly half an hour, the two could vaguely see a house standing at the top of the mountain. Because of the lingering clouds and mist, they could not see the original appearance, but it encouraged the two people who were struggling to move forward.
"Huh?" Xiao Zheng, who was slightly bending forward, glanced not far away and pouted at Lin Huayin. "Is there a small house there?"
Lin Huayin couldn't help but stare at it. She nodded lightly and said, "Yes. Yes. "
"Let's go and rest for a while." Xiao Zheng smiled. "We've finished drinking water. We can ask for two cups of hot water to drink."
Lin Huayin's view on the road was that she would not stop until she was exhausted. The rest midway had reached Lin Huayin's limit. They had only rested for fifteen minutes. But for Xiao Zheng, based on Lin Huayin's physical strength, she should have taken a rest a long time ago. They were not in a hurry, nor were they in a hurry. There was no need to force themselves to that extent. Of course, with Xiao Zheng's physical strength, even if he had to carry a little more weight, he could still quickly reach the top of the mountain in one breath. But he had to consider Lin Huayin's physical strength. That was why he made this suggestion.
"Okay." Lin Huayin nodded lightly. She also wanted to see who lived in such a desolate place.
Xiao Zheng grinned and jogged towards the small house. First, he was curious, and second, he wanted to find a way for Lin Huayin. Of course, he did not doubt that the person living here would be a threat to Lin Huayin. After all, this place was not far from Ye Yuhua's cultivation place. Even if Ye Yuhua did not care, the Ye family would not agree.
There were no evildoers around an expert. That was the logic.
Xiao Zheng ran a few steps and found that the small house standing by the cliff was really simple. It was built with some uneven solid wood. Even the huge nuts were not decorated at all. Rather than calling it a house, it was more like an undecorated, unfinished product.
From the outside, the wooden house was no more than thirty square meters. But in front of the house, there was an awning of about ten square meters. Under the awning was a small wooden table. Judging from the color, it should be made of new wood.
Of course, what made Xiao Zheng most curious was that there were three chairs beside the table. A pot of hot tea was brewing on the table, and three brand new teacups were placed next to it. It looked like they were waiting for someone.
Xiao Zheng put the luggage under the awning to avoid the wind and snow. Then he looked back at Lin Huayin. "Do you think this pot of tea is prepared for us?"
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