Lin Yuanzhou went into the mountains for the first time on a foggy morning.
The off-road vehicle dropped him off at a fork in the road that couldn't even be named. He was carrying a mountaineering bag and holding a printed map in his hand, standing on the roadside waiting for someone to pick him up. The fog was so heavy that he couldn't see anything more than ten meters away. Only water droplets dripped down his spectacle lenses, which he wiped and wet, then wet and wiped again.
The sound of mule bells sounded in the distance. A gray mule came out of the fog, followed by a girl.
The girl was wearing a green mountain range patrol uniform that had been washed white, with the trousers tucked into rubber boots, and her hair was tied casually with a black rubber band. She walked over and took a look at him, looking from his hiking bag to the newly bought hiking shoes on his feet, and then said only three words——
"Follow me."
