The undulating mountains ahead were reminiscent of the small, low rises in Guilin that jutted straight out of the ground. When combined with some old wooden houses, they exuded a unique ancient charm.
You could climb these little hills, and generally, off-road motorcycles could make it up, but other vehicles would struggle.
Atop each hill was a temple. In the past, before the advent of advanced water management infrastructure, flooding was a frequent occurrence in this area. The courtyards of even older houses would sometimes contain a simple wooden punt, ready to be rowed straight into the little broken lakes when the water rose…
Nowadays, after various excavations and pipeline installations, this area had become a comfortable old neighborhood, conveniently connected to any part of Lan City.
It was just that in some lower terrain, especially tunnels, flooding was still a common issue ten years later.
Weather was something Ji Yun couldn't possibly control.
