"Brother-in-law, if you really want to go to the Qinling Mountains, I can take you on a trip. I'll also meet your great-uncle. Maybe I can be of some help!"
Yue Guanchao was about to discuss this matter with Tang Dayang. When he saw that he offered to help, there was no reason to disagree. He raised his hands and thanked him: "Thank you very much, Brother Tang. We will probably leave tomorrow morning. You can greet me at a good time." become."
"Understood. I'll ask Uncle Sui and Da Qin to watch the car dealership these days and take you there tomorrow."
Yue Guanchao was supposed to say goodbye today. Seeing that the problem they cared about most was solved, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. They took advantage of the joy to have a banquet and happily drank the practice wine, waiting to leave tomorrow.
Early the next morning, they packed up their things and rushed to Yongning Gate in the south of Xijing with Tang Dayang. It was really inconvenient for everyone to ride on horseback with their things, so Yue Guanchao had to rent a carriage from a shack outside the city and gave the coachman enough money to take them out of the city. Door.
As soon as they left Xijing City, everyone left the Founder City far behind them. When they saw the thick and towering Big Wild Goose Pagoda, there were no city buildings in front of them. They could only see the vast plain where the ice and snow had melted, showing a mottled color of loess.
The snow had not melted away a few days ago, and only now did they see the snow-covered Loess Plain. The loess plain was vast, with continuous ravines and undulating terraces. In the biting cold wind, the driver opened his throat vigorously and boldly. Roared out a Xintianyou song: "That mule at the head, oh, that three lamps, oh, that bell that he brought, oh, that sound of wow~~~"
This voice was simple and natural, high-pitched and enthusiastic, like a sharp sword splitting the sky and raising boundless loess, leading them towards the Qinling Mountains.
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Shaanxi Province, Southern China, Qinling Mountains
Cross the Orange River and ford the Fanchuan River.
As soon as they approached the southern Shaanxi route, everyone saw that the wasteland was gradually receding, and the majestic Qinling Mountains appeared in front of Yue Guanchao and the others. Everyone looked at the endless mountains covered by clouds and mist, and couldn't help but marvel.
"The Dragon Vein of China comes out of Kunlun, and the Qinling Mountains are the legacy of Kunlun and are the backbone of China. Two thousand miles of mountains stretch endlessly, with 72 valleys and hundreds of peaks, forming a huge mountain system that stretches from Gansu Province in the west to Henan Province in the east. After all, Nanshan can also be regarded as one of the subsidiary mountains of Qinling Mountains.”
Xu Xiake opened the sedan curtain and looked at the mountain peaks in front of him, muttering in his mouth. Tang Dayang saw that he was very familiar with the Qinling Mountains and asked, "Daoist Xu is also from Shaanxi Province?"
"Well, from Taohuawu, Fanchuan County!"
Tang Dayang only paid attention to Yue Guanchao and Song Siyuan. When he saw his fellow villagers in the crowd, he clapped his hands repeatedly with joy: "Oh, Township Party, Township Party, I didn't notice it for so long. I really can't recognize people."
"Easy to say, since you are from Tangling Village, I won't take them back to the mountain. I will come down the mountain to meet you after I have completed the rituals. You can go to Tangling Village down the mountain first!"
Xu Xiake originally thought that Yue Guanchao and the others had just arrived in the Qinling Mountains and were unfamiliar with the place and needed a guide. He planned to take them to Yuji Mountain first and then down the mountain to Tangling Village. Since Tang Dayang was from the village, he no longer had this worry. Decided to part ways with Yue Guanchao and the others, and then reunite after finishing their own affairs.
While he was talking, he had already reached the entrance of Taiyi Valley.
The Qinling Mountains have thousands of ravines, said to be called 72 valleys. The number of valleys is far greater than 72, forming a fishbone-like structure that connects to the rivers in Xijing and finally merges into the Wei River!
Taiyiyu is located at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. You can take the shortcut to Zhongnan when you retreat along the river valley, and you can go deep into the Qinling Mountains. The geographical location is very important.
It was still early, Yue Guanchao and the others got off the carriage, stood at the entrance of Taiyi Valley and looked around.
The mountains are high and steep, the valleys are narrow and deep, and the rapid river mouths rush through the rugged rivers. In the empty valleys, deers chirp and wild birds chirp. The deep and ethereal valleys make people's hearts calm down.
It was almost afternoon, and the warm winter sun was high in the sky. The ice and snow in the mountains gradually melted, revealing the still green holly vegetation. The higher peaks on both sides were either covered with snow or entangled with clouds and mist, which made people look at it. Not real.
Looking further ahead, we can see a hanging mountain village beside the ancient road, half in the valley and half on the mountainside. It looks like the Tangling Village in the photo.
"Brother Yue, Brother Tang, let's part ways here. I'll ask the driver to take me back to Yuji Mountain, and you can continue walking forward. I think we're not far from Tangling House."
"Okay, come on, we can just greet you and walk over."
After Yue Guanchao finished speaking, Xu Xiake and the groom hurried back towards Yuji Mountain near Zhongnanling.
"Let's go, we can only work harder~"
Yue Guanchao and the others dismounted and walked in the valley. Everywhere they saw cliffs and ancient roads dotted with forts and watchtowers, but they were already in a state of decay. Even if a person stood on them, they would creak and fall apart even if the wind blew over them.
"Brother Tang, what are these things for?"
Song Siyuan felt that the shape of the fortress and observation tower was close to the ancient style. She was not sure about the answer and decided to ask Tang Dayang.
