Volunteers and local villagers who had entered the mountain once were already waiting at the entrance. According to them, the mountain road was not too long, but the most difficult thing was that there was a natural chasm in the middle, with mountains on both sides, and a river water about fifty meters wide in the middle. There was no bridge between the two mountains, only two steel cables. Anyone who entered the mountain, except for helicopters, could only enter and exit through these two steel cables.

Although Li Mu was prepared for a long time, after following these people into the mountain, he realized the hardships here. The mountain roads had not been systematically repaired. On a slightly smoother place, it was almost entirely hard soil that was stepped on by feet. On a steeper place, you could see some traces of manual repair. However, you only built some of the nests that were stepped on by feet to make them deeper and flatter, so that people would not slip when climbing the hill.

According to the guide, although the villagers in the mountains rely on this road to enter and exit the mountains, even if they are not sure of absolute safety, people are injured on this road every year, at the mildest, sprained or fractured. For people in the mountains, if they fall their legs on this road, they will basically not be able to get out of the mountains in half a year.

This is the first time Li Mu has taken such a difficult mountain road in his life. To be honest, he is a man in his early twenties and it feels very difficult to walk such a mountain road. It is hard to imagine how the old man here can get out of the mountains.

Fortunately, there are also these soldiers who have been tempered for a long time. On this mountain road, they can guarantee that each person will carry 15 kilograms of weight. In addition to some equipment, some grain and oil prepared for the elderly were also brought by them. Li Mu himself was not sure whether he could persuade the elderly to go down the mountain. These grain and oil were a record, and at least it would prevent the elderly from worrying about food.

Li Mu's hometown is on the eastern coast. Although it is not an economically developed area, it is generally reasonable. The poverty he saw with his own eyes was nothing more than a small living, frugal, careful calculation, and at most it was ragged. However, when he was in the deep mountains of the southwest and struggling on the mountain road that was not a road, he realized what real poverty was.

True poverty is the reality that makes people fall into despair at a glance.

In such a mountain where even a bicycle cannot get out of, Li Mu put himself in. All he could think of was despair, but despair.

What surprised Li Mu was that Liu Xinying, who was walking with her, didn't look so difficult. She moved particularly neatly, and sometimes she was much more agile than herself.

At first, Li Mu was surprised, but soon he felt relieved when he thought of something. Liu Xinying was very magical. He had even been to the North and South Poles, and he was a person who wanted to climb Mount Everest. Climbing this kind of mountain road should be a piece of cake. Compared to her, he was inferior. He had never participated in that kind of challenging outdoor activities and had no such experience at all.

The group climbed the mountain road for an hour and finally gradually reached the top. When they arrived at the top of the mountain, Li Mu saw the first thing they saw were the two ziplines that spanned the two mountains. The ziplines were steel cables thicker than their thumbs, fixed to the tops of the mountains on both sides. As soon as a villager was holding a lamb, he was sliding over from the opposite mountain. While panting, Li Mu observed carefully and found that there were two pulleys side by side above the zipline. There were fixed ropes under the pulleys. When people crossed the river, they tied themselves to the ropes, and then dragged the steel cables little by little with their hands to let the pulleys move forward.

Before he got closer, Li Mu could already hear the huge waves, like a water-power station opening a gate to drain water, with a huge momentum. Under such surging sounds, the two of them had to roar loudly when they spoke next to each other, otherwise they wouldn't be able to hear clearly. When they came to the front and looked down, Li Mu saw the surging river water clearly, with extremely fast flowing speed and rolling mud and sand, which made people feel awe.

A volunteer from this province yelled in Li Mu's ear: "Mr. Li, here is Nujiang below."

Li Mu suddenly realized: "No wonder I always feel that I have seen such a formation somewhere. As soon as you talk about Nujiang, I remembered it. I learned it in junior high school geography class."

The volunteer smiled slightly and said, "In the eyes of those outsiders, this is a rare scenery, but in the eyes of the locals, this is the mother river and it also blocks the natural barrier between them and the outside world. Such a zipline, the zipline is a town, and there are more than a dozen primitive villages located deep in the mountains. Mountain people in a radius of more than ten kilometers share this zipline into and out of the mountains. However, even if they leave the mountains, they can only go to the town we just parked. Thinking of the county town, there are still dozens of kilometers to go out. There are no buses here. Some people ride mobile three-wheeled passengers in the town, and some people drive livestock to carry passengers. After those dozens of kilometers, they are truly out of the mountains."

Li Mu nodded gently. More than a dozen villages used this zipline to enter and exit the mountains, with a radius of more than ten kilometers. That is to say, the village in the farthest mountain has to walk more than ten kilometers to reach the zipline. More than ten kilometers in the flat ground is nothing, but in such a mountain, more than ten kilometers may take at least half a day to reach the ten kilometers?

By this calculation, it may not be enough for the villagers to go out to the mountains for a day...

Just as he was thinking, Liu Xinying waved at Li Mu at one end of the zipline and said, "Mr. Li, you've crossed the river!"

Li Mu once played ziplines in the mountain scenic area around Yanjing. The feeling of sliding down from the hillside with a zipline was particularly pleasant. To a certain extent, Li Mu liked that stimulating feeling, but today this time Li Mu was full of awe, tied himself up tightly, and then dragged the zipline bit by bit with both hands.

Since the heights of the mountains on both sides are similar, there is basically no difference in the two ziplines, so no matter whether you enter or exit the mountain, you cannot slide down. You must drag it with your hands bit by bit. When Li Mu slides out, he knows how tired this thing is. Although there is no height difference between the steel cables on both sides, the steel cable is not straight. After the person goes up, the position of the steel cable where the person is located is naturally lowered, so it is particularly hard to slide like this. There is the rolling Nujiang River water under his feet, and the water is surging, making people feel weak in his heart.

Li Mu only slid halfway, his arms were already extremely sore. When he finally slid to the opposite side, his arms were already sore and unconscious.

The weak Li Ziwei slid halfway through the river and cried for ten minutes, and then she finally slid over with her teeth. While comforting her, Li Mu sighed in her heart that no matter how much money the people in the city earn, they are too little. Many people complain about the pressure of life, hardship and social injustice every day. But compared with the people living here, they are already many times superior. The biggest wish of the young people here in their lives is probably to walk out of the mountains.

The large army took turns to slide across the river and walked for an hour under the guidance of the guide. When everyone climbed over a mountain and stood at the foot of another mountain, the guide pointed to dozens of houses on the side of the mountain and said, "That's the Baofu Village we are going to. From here, we can get there in about twenty minutes."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. For more than twenty minutes, victory was already in front of them.

The guide introduced: "There are more than 30 households in the village now, with a permanent population of over 100, most of them are old, young, women and children, and some middle-aged laborers with silicosis. Mr. Sun, who we are going to visit, lives on the small hill at the eastmost end."

Mr. Sun's original name is Sun Xiaozhong. He is filial and loyal. Since ancient times, he said that loyalty and filial piety are not both true. I don't know what profound meaning is behind the old man's name.

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More than twenty minutes later, more than twenty people finally arrived at Baofu Village. The village was defeated and it was not very decent. The whole village was full of thatched houses, not even a brick and tile house. A slightly better family had three thatched houses, which was already very good. Some families even had only one small thatched house. From the outside, the area inside could not exceed ten square meters.

There have been almost never been visitors outside Baofu Village. Occasionally, people from outside the mountain come, and they are all young people who go out to work. This time, so many outsiders and more than a dozen soldiers in military uniforms came, which shocked the whole village. Men, women, old and young went out one after another, looking at these uninvited guests with horror. There is no formally appointed village chief in this village, only one selected by everyone. An old man in his sixties also serves as a "village chief". This old man saw this at first sight.

In the big situation, he came forward nervously to ask Chen Chengwu, who looked the most like the chief. He spoke in local dialect, but Chen Chengwu couldn't understand at all. At this time, the guide hurried forward and said to Chen Chengwu: "He is the village chief elected by the village, his surname is Tian. Everyone calls him the village chief. He just asked you if the People's Liberation Army came to the mountain to arrest fugitives. He said that he had come to the mountain to catch fugitives. He searched in the mountain for three days and three nights."

Chen Chengwu hurriedly said to him: "Explain to the old village chief, we are here to see Mr. Sun."

The guide nodded, pointed to the east and said a few words to the village chief. The village chief was stunned and said a few more words to him. After chatting for a while, the two saw that the village chief's expression became more and more surprised. Later, he seemed to be anxious and slapped his thigh and shouted a few words.

Chen Chengwu asked the guide: "What did the old village chief say?"

The guide said, "The old village chief said that someone had visited Mr. Sun a few days ago and said that he was a great hero who had fought Japanese devils before. No one in the village believed him. I just told him that Mr. Sun had really fought Japanese devils, and he was a member of the Flying Tigers who drove a plane to fight Japanese devils in the sky. The old village chief said that such an important thing was not said earlier. Mr. Sun had lived alone in the village for half his life. No one knew that he was a great hero. If he had known, he would have been offering him as his ancestor!"

Chen Chengwu sighed and said, "It's not too late to know now. Just tell the old village chief and say we have to go see Mr. Sun first and come back to visit him."

The guide said a few words to the old village chief, and the old village chief immediately replied a few words. The guide said that the old village chief was going together, but Chen Chengwu did not object, so he called the guide to take everyone over.

When he came to the small hillside at the east end of the village, when Li Mu saw the lonely thatched hut, tears almost burst out from his eyes. The thatched hut was really dilapidated. Its dark grass roof had collapsed halfway, revealing the decayed and broken wood inside. It seemed that a strong wind could blow it down completely. The door of the thatched hut was even more simple, and it was simply nailed to several crooked branches. In order to block the wind, a fertilizer bag with urea was pasted on it. I don’t know how long the bag had been used, but now it is full of holes.

Before everyone arrived at the door, the old village chief shouted twice in an accent that everyone could not understand. After a moment, the dilapidated door was pushed open from the inside. A hunchbacked man with white hair and beard and ragged clothes staggered out from the inside with a crutch made of branches. When he saw more than a dozen soldiers in military uniforms standing outside the door, the old man was stunned at first. After a while, he actually raised his right hand tremblingly. After using it for a long time, he raised his right hand little by little to his ear.
Chapter completed!