My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 421 Under the Same Sky
Mountaineering, Ingrid is the master among several people.

Qilong'ao is an economically underdeveloped area. Although there is a foundation for scenic spots, it has not been developed, so there are not many artificial traces along the way.

Ingrid is most familiar with this kind of road.

She was wrapped in thick clothes and walked the fastest, but she came back from time to time to support Han Ma who was not physically strong, like an elf who kept circling around a few people.

Qilong'ao is not too high. The reason for the clouds and fog is due to the high temperature and rain.Whenever the weather clears after rain, the valley near Qilong’ao is shrouded in clouds and mist, just like a fairyland on earth. Han Qi sits on a rock by the edge, and Ingrid stands far away to take pictures of him.

Han Qi felt that from his point of view, this valley was [-]-[-]% similar to the scenery of Mount Emei.

The difference is that the sunrise here is not as beautiful as Mount Emei, and perhaps this is the only shortcoming.Han Qi likes places with fewer people. There are less than 20 tourists riding Long'ao at this time, but if he goes to Mount Emei at this time, there are estimated to be 100 people waiting at Jinding.

Ingrid doesn't like to go to the kind of high mountain where ladders are built all the way.

Norwegians like mountains and forests, and they are nicknamed mountain monkeys by Finns, but people have only seen monkeys walking through the woods. Which monkey likes to climb ladders when it has nothing to do?
He also has something better than Mount Emei, because Mount Emei is too high, if you go to the Golden Summit to see the sea of ​​clouds, there are almost no mountains around that can match it, and the sea of ​​clouds will cover most of the lower mountains, only revealing a small mountain. corner.

But Qilong’ao is different. Here you can see the continuous mountains of the Bashu area, the ink painting is picturesque, and everything is silent. People who watch it dare not speak loudly on this mountain, for fear that their voices will disturb this quiet world.

Han Qi looked up at the tourists, walking or standing, as if they were integrated with this landscape.

Ingrid stood with her parents and stood on the observation deck with a few tourists, but Han Qi found that the people around her looked at her more than the scenery.He stood up and stretched himself, ready to take his family down the mountain.

Han Qi lives in a good place, with a large factory, and occasionally foreigners who come here on business trips, but in other southwest towns, not to mention foreigners, there are not even a few tourists from other places.

It didn't take long to drive back. Father Han was going to visit the office, and mother was going to share the travel experience with her sisters.

It didn't take long before there were only Han Qi and Ingrid left in the family.

Ingrid sat patiently next to Han Qi as if she didn't know how tired she was, watching him play a game, and then asked happily, "Where are we going this afternoon?"

"I didn't go there anymore. There are only so many interesting places around."

Ingrid has also accompanied Han Qi back many times, and has already visited the surrounding attractions, and most of them are summer attractions. Winter is not a question of whether you can go, but that they are not open at all, and you want to go for fun Can't go.

The short winter vacation will pass quickly.

Back in Yanjing, Ingrid rested at home for two days and went to the off-duty semester of her junior year, and Han Qi went to Ireland for a while.

Although Sir Kang Tao didn't say it clearly, Han Qi understood his thoughts.

Giving that bike to myself is to let him ride that motorcycle to fulfill his youthful dream.It is said that people will recall their whole life when they are about to die. I don’t know what Kang Tao thinks about this ride that ended without a problem in his recollection.

Han Qi packed all the things he wanted to bring into a cycling bag, which he used when he went to Tibet, and now he took it out to put it on the motorcycle.

The tent that hasn’t been used for a long time, the Sima tank that can be boiled for eating and drinking, and then Ingrid saw Han Qi take out a pack of unsealed sanitary napkins from the bag.

Both of them were stunned.

Looking at the pad in perfect sync, then looking up at each other.

"I, I, I, I, I can explain, this is what Li Xiaofeng gave me for riding, otherwise I will wear out my thigh..."

Ingrid was a little confused, wondering who is Li Xiaofeng?
But knowing that it was for Han Qi's own use, she was relieved. She thought it was Han Qi who bought it for other girls.

"I see, it's a long ride, right?"

"exactly."

Han Qi breathed a sigh of relief and threw the thing into the trash can.

If I knew it was so embarrassing, I should have dumped you when I came back.

With all the things ready, Han Qi also asked the people in the palace to transport the motorcycle to Ireland. When she left the next day, Ingrid drove Han Qi off. In the past two years, she also took time to take a driver's license test, but at present she His driver's license can only be used in Huaxia.

Han Qi warned in the car: "Remember to take Gwen out to play, and you can take care of the jade lion for me. If you find it troublesome, you can hire someone."

"I also raised horses."

Ingrid was suddenly a little excited. Her relationship with the Jade Lion hadn't progressed very quickly in the past two years, because Han Qi always occupied the task of brushing and bathing the Jade Lion. Now that Han Qi is gone, she should cultivate her relationship with the Jade Lion more. , isn't her master herself?

She likes the appearance of the jade lion so much, Artemis among the horses.

From the current Chengdu International Airport, you can fly to the UK, and then transfer to Ireland from the UK.

To travel around Ireland, the starting point must be near Dublin. Dublin is located in the easternmost part of Ireland. You can travel around along the railway line, but sometimes there is no road next to the railway line, so you need to take a short detour. road.

When the plane landed at Dublin Airport, Han Qi got his luggage first, and then took a car to pick up the motorcycle.

This old motorcycle is not very valuable. When Han Qi repaired it, he only replaced the parts and did not re-polish the rusted parts. In fact, the shell is still the same shell, but the heart inside was replaced by a brand new one by Han Qi.

Now it looks as good as it looks in the photo.

Han Qi put his luggage on the rear of the Harley motorcycle, and rode up by himself, grabbing the handlebars.

This kind of old-fashioned Harley motorcycle is not for short people at all. If you want to drive this bike with a handsome posture, you must be at least 1.7 meters five. Get up and drive, or you can fall down.

He drove around the place where he picked up the car and felt that everything was normal before driving away.

The last time he came to Dublin to stay in a hotel in the city, but this time he didn't come here entirely for tourism. Let's put aside the enjoyment first, and try to set up a tent in the wild to see if it's cold.

Today's Ireland is only 12 degrees. It will be safer to try all the things you need to survive in the wild around the city, and then go on the road.

This time, there was no old driver like Li Xiaofeng to explain the precautions to him, he was the only one.

He was a little surprised why the old Kangtao chose to ride a motorcycle in Ireland to ride around the island. There are many island countries on the earth, and more than 80.00% of the countries are more suitable than Ireland.

As night falls, Han Qi lives in a park on the outskirts of Dublin, like a homeless man.

However, homeless people usually don't have tents to live in. They all live on benches. One of them is close to Han Qi, and he watches Han Qi eat from a distance.

If it was Han Qi in the past, he might not care about the mood of a homeless man, but after being with Ingrid for a long time, his heart has probably softened, and he couldn't stand seeing that look, so he found a piece of bread from his bag Hand it over to him.

"Eat something, too."

"Thank you."

The homeless man was not polite, he ate the food as soon as he took it.

At this time, a girl came to the park on a bicycle. There was a basket in front of the bicycle, and there seemed to be a lot of food in it, not only bread but also milk.

"Is she also here to bring you food?"

"You mean Miss Saoirse? Yes, she often brings us things, she is a good person, and you are a good person."

Han Qi thought of the milk in the girl's basket, and went back to get a box of yogurt.

Han Qi saw that his appearance was not bad, so he asked, "What did you do before?"

"I, I'm a stock manager. I can't repay the loan if I lose money in stock trading." He bit down a bite of bread, thinking he was biting his former self, "Anyway, I'm bankrupt now, and I still owe a lot of money. Great."

Stock managers go bankrupt by speculating in stocks?
Isn't this a profession of fooling others into buying stocks?

Han Qi didn't continue to ask. If this kind of thing happened, his wife and children probably wouldn't be able to see each other.If Han Qi hadn't been a foreigner who approached him with good intentions, the homeless man probably wouldn't have spoken about himself.

He sat on a bench, crossed his legs and looked at the stars in the sky.

He likes the stars, and always feels that there will be some aliens on those twinkling stars, and maybe the system on his body is a toy created by them unintentionally.

I took another photo with my phone and posted it in the app.

The studio has already made an app called (i Travel) and put it on major platforms.

If this was only made by Han Qi to release the news himself, then he would not put it on the platform, but make it only available for download on the official website.But with more and more ideas from Han Qi, this software has become a travel software.

Han Qi is the first traveler to settle in it.

Just as Han Qi wanted to eat instant noodles, the bicycle stopped in front of Han Qi.

"Did you treat Arnold to eat? Then I'll treat you to this." The girl bit a donut and took out another donut from her pocket. The basket was almost empty, leaving only a piece of paper Packaged bread.

"Thank you." Han Qi reached out to take it.

The girl looks good with a smile, with short blond hair and is very energetic.

She also sat on the bench and handed the last piece of bread in the basket to the homeless man: "Here, Arnold, then this is your breakfast tomorrow."

The homeless man named Arnold took it silently.

Han Qi ate the donuts first, and then looked at the girl. She looked at the sky just like Han Qi did before, and she was in a good mood, pursing her lips and humming. It will look great.

He started to eat noodles, and if he didn't eat soup, he would be cold.

The girl said, "My name is Saoirse, what about you?"

"Han Qi."

"Is that tent and car yours? Where are you going?"

"Travel around Ireland." Han Qi replied, not wanting to be asked all the time, so he said, "Do you come to deliver food to them every day? Every day?"

"Occasionally, anyway, the bakery downstairs discounts 80% every night, just like free." She looked at Han Qi's car with surprise in her eyes, "You really want to drive around Ireland in this car Huh? That's a great idea."

Han Qi saw what she really wanted to say in her eyes, and asked, "It's an old car, isn't it?"

"It looks very old, but it is full of vitality." She said, "I know cars, so don't think I don't. This car looks old, but the parts inside are all new, let alone roundabouts. Is there any problem with this car going to a motorcycle race?"

Han Qi realized that he felt wrong, looked at her and asked, "So you know? What do you do?"

"Me? A little Irish band fiddler."

She looked at the starry sky, Han Qi was almost finished eating, and also looked at the night sky, the homeless Arnold felt that he shouldn't be here, and was about to stand up, but Han Qi was a little faster than him, stood up and said: "I'm going to sleep Alright, tomorrow we will start traveling around the island.”

Saoirse also stood up and nodded, stepped on her bicycle, and said, "Then come and tell me stories when you come back here. I'm in this park every morning."

Han Qi gestured an OK.

Back to the tent that was set up before, I checked the several layers of waterproof and heat-insulating blankets on the ground, and then gradually fell asleep wrapped in a sleeping bag.

The next day, Han Qi was woken up by the sound of running.

Opening the tent, it was already dawn. From time to time, morning runners passed by the tent, deliberately lowering the sound of their running, and found Han Qi showing an apologetic smile after coming out of the tent.

Han Qi smiled and nodded in response.

Therefore, smiling is the common language of the whole world. Sometimes without speaking, two smiles can express all meanings.

Get up and tidy up.

It is a miracle of physics that the huge tents are neatly stacked, wrapped with sleeping bags and moisture-proof pads, and can be stuffed into a small driving backpack.

Saoirse, who just met yesterday, walked by with a group of people carrying a violin on her back. Saoirse turned her head and waved to Han Qi.

"See you~" she said loudly to Han Qi.

Han Qi also raised his hand and waved.

Well, time to go too.

I glanced at the homeless man, there was no one on the bench, and it was cleaned up.

The park is their temporary residence at night, but it does not belong to them during the day.

With a twist of the accelerator, the Harley motorcycle roared.

A man in Saoirse's band looked at Han Qi enviously and said, "Do you know that guy? The motorcycle is so handsome."

"Well, I met yesterday. He is a very nice person and very interesting."

A girl joked: "Interesting? Are you in love with him? This is an oriental man."

"What's wrong with the Orientals? I like whoever they are, but I don't care where they are. It's just that you think too much. They are not people of our class. If you are lucky, you can meet and chat. If you are lucky, you can be friends." Not bad?"

"who is he?"

"Think for yourself."

Saoirse smiled and kicked the speaker, picked up the violin and said: "Practice, our last performance, there must be no problems."

(End of this chapter)