"Get in the car, it's still quite cold outside." Huang Jiru opened the door of the small minivan that came to pick them up to go up the mountain.
Several people got into the car. Manman and her husband, traveling from the city to the mountains, could deeply feel the chill in the mountains, incomparable to the city. Although it was not yet winter, it was already quite cool in the mountains.
The minivan was driven by a monk familiar with the road, navigating the winding mountain roads, with many tourist buses and coaches passing by. Those tourists saw them riding with a monk and were quite curious. This lively atmosphere felt a bit like being regarded as animals in a zoo, until the minivan turned into a side road, and then they got off to walk. They didn't head towards the temples open to the public for visiting, but instead walked to the quiet interior of Mount Wutai.
