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Jiang Ke happened to bump into Duoji and another driver talking again. They spoke their own language. Jiang Ke didn't understand, and his expression was a bit serious.

When Duoji saw Jiang Ke approaching, he put out the cigarette in his hand and still nodded lightly to him as a greeting.

The other driver didn't speak Mandarin well and didn't talk much. He looked like a young man. His hair looked thicker, his skin was a little dark due to ultraviolet rays, and he had two touches of standard plateau red.

It conforms to the stereotypes that ordinary people have about Tibetans.

Seeing that their expressions were a little too serious and worried, Jiang Ke asked, "What's going on?"

Duoji lit another cigarette. The wind was a bit strong, so it took him two times to light it.

Duo Ji held a cigarette in his mouth and pointed at the sky with his finger, and said: "The weather is bad. There may be heavy snow on the road. We may need to stay here for a few days. If it snows while walking, it will be too dangerous."

Jiang Ke followed his finger and looked up. There were no clouds in the sky. The sky was clear blue with very few clouds. It looked even clearer because of the cold.

Jiang Ke said: "It doesn't look like it's going to snow."

The driver hurriedly took over the conversation: "It's not like this, chirping, chirping, chirping..."

He spoke with a heavy accent, and Jiang Ke didn't understand half of the words. Dorje explained: "Tsering looked at the clouds and said that there would be heavy snow in the evening, and that there would be heavy snow on the road we were walking. Every time he mentioned the weather changes, That’s right, I was about to tell the others.”

Jiang Ke checked the weather conditions on his phone. It showed that it had been sunny in the past few days. Jiang Ke asked, "If we want to stay here, how long will it take?"

The driver and Dorje chatted a few more words. Dorje was silent for a moment and then gave a compromise number: "Three days. If the mountain is closed, the road will not be so easy to walk. The visibility is too poor and it is easy to fall off the cliff."

Jiang Ke made a judgment in his mind, but he thought that Duoji, an experienced group leader, also knew what he was thinking, so he went to the toilet and returned to the lobby without saying anything.

Sanzhang was picking photos with the two girls. Meng Er spread out on the sofa that was not very clean and asked him: "Why did you go there for so long?"

Jiang Ke mentioned it a little bit, but this kind of thing still depends on what Duoji said. Jiang Ke didn't know the specific situation, so he didn't go into details.

Meng Er didn't have much reaction after hearing this. His eldest brother was in charge of his family's company, and the dividends he received from the shares were enough for him to spend lavishly, so he could afford to wait no matter how long it took.

After a while, Duoji came out from the curtain that separated the living room and the corridor, called the young couple, and after everyone gathered, he told everyone about the possibility of snow and road closures.

As soon as the words fell, it was like dropping a stone on the water. Except for Jiang Ke and Meng Er, the two insiders present, everyone else's emotions were aroused.

The boy in the couple was the first to speak: "You shouldn't be with us, right? Didn't you make a good deal before setting off? Why did it suddenly snow? The weather forecast didn't even mention it. Are you just trying to raise your price?"

Although the others didn't speak, their expressions were not very good. After all, everyone was out to play. Who could have imagined that they would encounter such a bad thing, and it was not known whether Duoji and the driver deliberately told lies in order to charge more money.