Among the three horses brought by the mountain guest, two were brown-red and one gray-white. They were now standing in the open space beside the stream to eat grass. The three horses were covered with saddles, and above the saddles, two large baskets woven with bamboo strips were covered, each with length, width and height of about 80*40*60cm.

"Brother, I don't know what to call you yet?" Cen Jiahua saw the mountain guest sitting on the stone about to take out a cigarette, and quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from his body and handed one.

This cigarette was taught by Lao Chen. After all, if you ask for a road in the mountains, it is easier to get along with others with cigarettes.

"Well, it's good, Ashima, good cigarettes." Shanke took the cigarette, put it under his nose and smelled it, then clamped it to his ear, and said, "Just call me Zhang Li, where are you?"

"Oh, my name is Cen Jiahua, just call me Xiao Cen. Brother Zhang, you entered the mountain so early, aren't you worried that you can't see the road?" Cen Jiahua pointed to the horse next to him and asked in confusion.

"Haha, you don't understand Xiao Cen." Zhang Li laughed loudly after hearing this, and then slowly explained to Cen Jiahua.

It turns out that there is a layer of illumination film on the outer layer of the retina of the eye of the horse, which has strong light sensitivity and can see surrounding objects at night. In addition, horses are a smart animal that is easy to train. Through hearing, smell and vision, it is easy to remember the routes you pass frequently.

When the horse gang is rushing to the road in the dark, as long as the horse sits on the back of the horse, the horse will automatically follow the usual route, and basically there will be no mistakes. This is what the so-called old horse knows the way.

Some experienced mountain tourists can even doze off on horseback and arrive at their destination safely. Zhang Li also entered Lianhua Mountain from another road at around 4 a.m., with the horseback filled with salt, tin oil, condiments and other daily necessities, mainly supplying several villages at the foot of Lianhua Mountain.

After chatting for a while, accompanied by the jingling ringtone, a team of even larger horse gangs slowly emerged from the jungle opposite the stream. The bamboo baskets on the horse's back were filled with woven pockets, and they were so muttering that they were not sure what they were loading.

Cen Jiahua quickly imitated Zhang Li to avoid the open space by the stream, watching the dozen or so horses pass by rhythmically. Each two or three horses would have a strong guy followed behind, and the cooperation between the people and the horses was very tacit.

Zhang Li kept greeting the young men, and they responded warmly, as if they were old acquaintances who had been walking in the mountains all year round. However, they did not stop because of this. Seeing Cen Jiahua standing by the roadside, they just glanced at them and followed the steps of the horse gang without looking sideways.

When the horses were all gone, they finally caught up with an elderly man. Seeing the old man appear, Zhang immediately went forward and asked, "Mr. Wu, why did you personally take action today?"

Cen Jiahua could clearly feel that Zhang Li's enthusiasm and respect were from the heart. He felt a little strange that he focused all his attention on the old man.

The man was not tall, wearing an indigo blue dress similar to Tang suit, and a pair of black cloth shoes under his feet, which looked very neat. Looking at the three white beards on the old man's face, Cen Jiahua could not associate his age with the image of walking angry.

"Oh, it's Zhang Li. I've been buying it back, and the road is still going well, right?" The old man's voice was also loud, and he didn't look old at all.

"Well, thank you for your blessing, everything goes well." Zhang Li looked respectfully so much that he looked like a primary school student meeting his parents.

"There are too many mountain goods this time, and those young guys are frivolous. If I can't rest assured at home, I will follow and take a look." Old Man Wu answered Zhang Li's question just now, pointed at Cen Jiahua and asked, "What's this guy?"

"Oh, Lao Chen's relative in Rongshu Village said he wanted to go into the mountain to play." Zhang Li pulled Cen Jiahua and introduced to him: "This is Mr. Wu who dares to go to the village."

"Hello, Mr. Wu, my name is Cen Jiahua. It's the first time I've entered the mountain. Please take care of me." Looking at the energetic old man in front of me, Cen Jiahua couldn't help but think of his grandfather, and he was naturally very polite.

"Well, welcome! We are all our respected guests when we come into the mountain. But the old man has something to do now. When he returns to the village, if you are still there, he can drink some drinks." After that, the old man clasped his fists, bowed his hands, and turned around and left.

Cen Jiahua watched the other person's figure disappear quickly in the depths of the jungle, and couldn't help but sigh at the old man's generousness.

"This old man is such a generous person. The villages within a radius of dozens of miles have high prestige." Zhang Li looked at Cen Jiahua while staring at the direction where the horse gang disappeared, and shouted to Cen Jiahua: "It's getting late, and we should go on the road."

Zhang Li pulled the reins of the leading horse with his hand and took it up the mountain road. With a shout, the horse took the initiative to walk the road with the two horses behind him. These horses were not as tall and majestic as the horses Cen Jiahua saw in film and television works. They were short, but their limbs were thick and powerful. Even if they carried heavy goods, they were still stable when walking on the mountain road.

Cen Jiahua and Zhang Li, who were walking behind, had a few words to each other, and finally got some understanding of the ancient mode of transportation such as the horse gang.

In the southwest mountainous area, because the mountains are high and dense, there have been few roads leading to villages among the mountains since ancient times. In addition to carrying materials with the outside world, the main way for mountain people to communicate with the outside world is to carry them on their shoulders and backs is to carry them on horseback.

Most of the horses selected by horse gangs are locally produced pony. Although this horse belonging to the national-level livestock and poultry genetic resources protection breed is short, it has outstanding weight-bearing and climbing ability, and is a good helper for local mountain people.

Every once in a while, the horse gang will gather the mountain goods collected from various villages and transport them to the mountains for sale, in exchange for daily necessities to take home. This primitive and traditional mode of transportation has existed on this land for thousands of years. Even now, as it has entered the 21st century, there are no roads in the deep mountains, this strange phenomenon still exists.

Zhang Li's horse team belongs to his own family. He took the mountain goods collected by his family in the past month to the county town, and then exchanged them for the goods on the horse's back. The salt used for cooking vegetables, the tincture oil used for electric lights at night, the sickle used for chopping wood, and many toys used for dolls. Cen Jiahua's items that sound unfamiliar are all the things Zhang Li's family has gained in the past month.

After a while, Cen Jiahua realized that Zhang Li was only thirty years old, but under the oppression of time and life, he looked like a person in his forties.

"Xiao Cen, why did you think of going into the mountain to play? The mountain is very dangerous. We, the mountain tourists who are used to running the mountain road, are still a little nervous every time we walk the mountain road." Zhang Li was a little puzzled by Cen Jiahua's actions. In his opinion, what's the point of looking at this poor mountain valley? He had to come in from outside the mountain in a hurry and brought a pet dog. Do you think this forest is the street of the county town?

"Haha, I just want to see what this mountain looks like. You don't have to worry. I have been trained and there will be no danger in the forest." Cen Jiahua touched her head and said with a smile.

"Oh, that's it!" Zhang Li never met a hiker, but since Cen Jiahua said that, he had no choice but to believe it and not ask for the bottom line.

Next, the two fell into silence, and they really couldn't find a common topic.

As the two continued to move forward, the sky became brighter and brighter, but the mist in the mountains also rose. The mist that enveloped the forest still affected the vision, so Zhang Li had to shout the horses to slow down a little.

The mist had no effect on horses at all, but Zhang Li was different. He even felt that his sight had been affected even more than just now.

In this way, the speed of travel became even slower, but Cen Jiahua couldn't leave Zhang Li alone at this time. He had to pick up the already tired "Dou Dou" and slowly follow Zhang Li.

After leaving for more than an hour, Cen Jiahua was still breathless and her face did not flush. Zhang Li couldn't help but look at Cen Jiahua with a different look.

"You guy looks pretty, but you have to get up!"

"It's okay, it's okay to climb some mountain roads with regular exercise." Cen Jiahua said modestly. Don't you know that his current physique is so good that it's really no problem to climb this mountain road.

"When you pass the ridge in front, you will see that we dare to go down the village." Zhang Li pointed to the ridge in front and said, "There is a very spectacular landscape behind the ridge."

It is already 7 o'clock in the morning, and Cen Jiahua has seen the sun shining on the opposite mountain, so his vision is not greatly affected.

"Spectacular landscape? What is it?" Cen Jiahua's curiosity couldn't help but arouse and asked repeatedly.

"Hehe, you will see it when the time comes." Zhang Li saw the curious side of Cen Jiahua, who had always been as calm as water, and deliberately kept it a secret.

Seeing Zhang Li's expression, Cen Jiahua knew that he would not tell him. Cen Jiahua could only imagine in his heart whether it would be a strange stone, a dense forest, a clear spring or other scenery that was about to be seen?

Thinking of this, Cen Jiahua wanted to catch up immediately and take a look at the scenery. But now the mountain road is too narrow, and the horses and bamboo baskets in front have blocked the road tightly, and there is no room for overtaking at all. Cen Jiahua had to follow behind and get anxious.

As the ridge approached, Cen Jiahua heard the 'rumbling' sound of water in his keen ears, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

Cen Jiahua took it for granted and thought it was a waterfall. She thought it was nothing extraordinary. It seemed that Zhang Li regarded the ordinary waterfall as an amazing wonder out of his sincere feelings for his hometown. At present, Cen Jiahua, who was originally very enthusiastic, suddenly cooled down a lot, and there was no expectation just now.

However, when he crossed the ridge and saw the scene in front of him, he was so surprised that his mouth could not close.

This is really spectacular!
Chapter completed!