Li Long planned to visit the hot spring. He felt it had been almost a year since his last visit and wondered how the place was doing.
Before leaving, he told Sun Jiaqiang to look after his own safety, especially to keep his distance from anyone who looked unhealthy.
He also told Sun Jiaqiang about the person he had encountered that morning who seemed to have an infectious lung disease.
"Don't worry, I'll be careful. Boss, to tell you the truth, I've met far more rotten people than you have. The people making a living in these mountains don't have much of a moral baseline. I've had things stolen and taken by force." Sun Jiaqiang smiled. "If I weren't quick-witted, I'd be a pile of bones by now."
Li Long nodded in acknowledgment. It seemed Sun Jiaqiang had a story of his own.
Perhaps only someone so optimistic could stay in the mountains this long without it affecting his spirits.
Li Long drove the Jeep to Hot Spring Ravine. This time, he couldn't drive all the way to the hot spring pool, but he could enter the ravine and drive another two or three hundred meters uphill.
When he couldn't drive any farther, Li Long stopped, took his gun, locked the doors, and headed upstream.
Smelling the faint sulfur scent in the air, Li Long felt that this was the free mountain life he wanted. Being tied to the Wooden Cabin had been truly uncomfortable.
There was fritillaria on the slopes on both sides of Hot Spring Ravine, but only scattered patches, so nobody had come here to dig.
Although bathing in hot springs benefited both body and mind, everyone coming into the mountains was after money. Nobody was in the mood to soak every day.
They would rather spend