Chapter 175 - Who Shaped The Mountain? (1/2)

Chapter 175 Who Shaped The Mountain?

100 miles east from Xi’an, there is Huayin City. The city neighbors the Weihe River plain and the Yellow River in north and the Qinling Mountains in south. There is a granite mountain on the north side of the Qinling Mountains range.

Of course, only people who are familiar with geography know the detail. Most people only have heard of the name of the mountain.

The Weihe River plain is only over 300 meters above sea level, and the mountain is 1700 meters high. It is grand, steep, and eminent… Lin Luoran read about the descriptions online. This is her first impression on Mount Hua.

Huaxia language is magical. People can compose the image of a splendid mountain with a few words. Of course, no word can fully describe that breath-taking feeling of standing by the foot of the mountain.

This feeling becomes intense at night. It is 10 pm, the best time to climb Mount Hua.

Lin Luodong is staring the crowded mountain with his mouth wide open. He looks up at the peak and can’t hide his surprise.

Lin Luoran understands Luodong’s feelings. Back in the city which they come from, there are lots of mountains. However, the mountains are mostly mild. Let alone Luodong, Lin Luoran herself has never seen a steep mountain like this in her life.

“Let’s go!”

Lin Luoran takes the lead. Carrying a backpack half as tall as himself, Luodong sticks closely to his sister. The pa.s.sengers around shake their head and think, “This woman is so cruel to her younger brother. She actually makes a kid climb Mount Hua with such a huge bag.” Lin Luoran hears some of the complaints. At first, she doesn’t want to respond. However, she finally can’t stand these nosy people anymore. She looks around, and other pa.s.sengers stop whispering.

G.o.d! This beautiful woman’s clear and s.h.i.+ny eyes are so cold!

Lin Luoran and Luodong got off the train at Xi’an and they took the bus to Mount Hua. Three hours later, they arrived together with a bunch of tourists. People who start to climb the mountain at this time are going to see the sunrise. The tourists are mostly well-prepared. They bring food and water. Lin Luoran and her younger brother are carrying one backpack each. Lin has the s.p.a.ce, so she doesn’t have to put food in her bag. Luodong’s bag is filled with outdoor gears.

In a way, the tourists are not accusing Lin of “child abuse” wrongly.

Lin Luoran leans on the iron chain and asks Luodong with a smile, “Do you want to have a rest?”

They have been climbing for over an hour. Lin Luoran feels easy, yet Luodong is soaked in sweat. There are millions of steep stairs. He has to hold on to the iron chains by the side. Luodong must concentrate. He is also carrying a heavy backpack. This is so tiring for Lin Luodong, a twelve years old boy.

Lin Luodong is stubborn. He doesn’t want to say that he is tired before his sister tells him to stop and rest.

They have reached an open area where there is a little store. Many other tourists also stop here to have some rest. Lin Luoran and Luodong pick a corner. Under the disguise of the bag, Lin takes some peaches and grapes from her s.p.a.ce.

The fragrance of peach spreads into the air while Lin Luoran peels the peach. It is reasonable that people always connect tour with food. People who love food not always love to travel, while those who love to travel are mostly foodies. Most of the other tourists around are attracted to the fragrance of Lin’s peach.

Lin Luoran is not bothered at all. She keeps eating the peach under the attention of the others. However, Luodong is shy. He stops eating when he notices that people at the similar age of his grandpa are staring at him. Luodong looks at the peach in his palm and feels awkward.

There are a bunch of grapes in Luodong’s left hand. He thinks for a while and gives them to the other tourists.

“Are the grapes…” An old man is wondering whether the grapes are sweet or acid. He wanted to have a taste of the peach, yet the kid generously gave him some grapes. The old man puts a grape in his mouth. It is juicy and sweet… He is sure that this is the best grape he has ever tasted in his entire life!

He wants to have more, but there is nothing left. The tourists around have shared all the other grapes.

“So sweet!”

“Little boy, where did you get these grapes?”

“Are these even grapes? They don’t taste like the grapes I used to eat!”

The tourists are chatting. In general, they reach the conclusion that the grapes are delicious!