Chapter 35 Old Yan Has No Sense of Direction After another hour or so, they finally caught a faint glimpse of the Post Station in the darkness. Yan Lao’er immediately called a halt. The group began searching for a path connecting the Official Road with a side trail, took the turn, and only after walking a good distance did they choose a flat, open spot to rest. They had been on the road for almost four hours altogether. Midnight was well past, and the whole village was utterly exhausted. Some who…