"I know this doll is not crazy!"

A few simple words, but let us all look at Sun Liansheng again.

This man, this man who is only in his thirties, what has he experienced in just over two months?

The family is ruined! There is nowhere to complain! No one believes it.

"It doesn't make sense. ”

And under the attention of all of us, Sun Liansheng gently lowered his head and said this sentence.

"There's no point in saying anything, now I just want to kill those bugs to avenge my dead baby and my daughter-in-law. ”

Sun Liansheng's voice was calm, and there was no emotion mixed in his calm voice.

"It's also me, don't look at me in my seventies, the situation in this mountain, if I want to say that I am not familiar, no one dares to say that he is familiar. ”

When the old village chief said this to us, his voice was full of confidence.

"Although I don't know what you do, I believe that you are by no means Xu Qiang's kind of animal, although my old man does not have contact with outsiders, but I still have the ability to read people, you will give me a word, this fairy palace, do you dare to go." ”

Hearing the old village chief's question, all of us looked at Qin Yue.

Although Qin Yue didn't speak, the old village chief had already understood Qin Yue's eyes.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll come. ”

After the old village chief threw this sentence at us, he picked up the hat on the ground and walked out of the earthen house.

The rain outside was still dripping, and the whole sky was also gloomy, which made people feel a kind of oppression.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the rain poured down, and no matter when the rain stopped, the dirt roads in the mountains were destined to be turned into yellow mud by this continuous heavy rain.

Each of us had a backpack full of instant food, and after a simple dose of our stomachs, Da Qi and the thin man had already set up a tent in this mud hut.

There are four earthen houses, Qin Yue and Gou Tang naturally live in this largest earthen house, me, Gu Yicheng, Uncle Cheng, the three of us live next door to Qin Yue and Gou Tang.

Thin man and Daqi have one, Weng Ping and Sun Liansheng have one.

The old village chief had come once in the morning, and had not come again for the whole day.

The mountain people from Wengtou Village did not come to disturb us.

It's dark, but the rain outside hasn't stopped, and although it has turned from heavy rain to light rain, I always feel a little lost when I look at the night sky without a single star.

Uncle Cheng and Gu Yicheng had already gotten into their tent, and they didn't know if the two of them were asleep.

Lying in the tent, I didn't feel sleepy, not that I wasn't sleepy, but I felt sick, and I felt uncomfortable at the thought of those insects living under me.

I don't know when I fell asleep, I only know that when I woke up, Gu Yicheng and Uncle Cheng both woke up.

Don't pay attention to washing when you go out, wipe your face with your hands casually, and the three of us walked out of the earthen house.

When I walked out of the earthen house, a stream of fresh, moist air went straight to my nose.

The rain finally stopped, but the sky was still gloomy.

Far from dissipating, the fog that shrouded the mountains became thicker.

From here, you can see as if countless white clouds are wriggling in the mountains.

The mountains were invisible, and there was only fog in front of and around me.

Under the foggy sky, the doors of the rooms were pushed open from the inside.

Qin Yue and Gou Tang walked out of the room, and the two women still wore a kind of mask on their faces that I had only seen on TV.

Holy-

I couldn't help but feel a little heartfelt in my heart, when I was with us, I hadn't seen this Qin Yue mask, why did I start to think of myself as a woman when I walked with Gou Tang?

Looking at everyone, although none of them can be regarded as energetic, they are much better than yesterday's complexion.

Daqi and the thin man entered each of our houses and began to dismantle the tents.

I have to say that this Daqi and the thin man are good at service, and as soon as each of us packed up the tent, they began to start breakfast for us again.

As we began to chew on the compressed biscuits, the old village chief stepped on the yellow mud under his feet.

Thirteen ditches!

The old village chief wanted to take us to a place called Shisangou.

The place has been clarified, and we have put back our hiking bags and waited for the old village chief to lead us the way.

However, the old village chief first led us up a small hill near a mountain village.

Standing on the top of this small col, the old village chief stretched out his hand and pointed directly in front of us.

Looking forward in the direction of the old village chief's finger, with all due respect, all I saw was the white mist and nothing else.

"It's going to be revealed!"

Just when I couldn't help but want to ask the old village chief what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, the old village chief suddenly said these four words to us in a serious voice.

It was also when the old village chief said these four words to us that I suddenly remembered-

And not only did I remember it - I saw it!

The white mist in front of them was still slowly wriggling, wriggling their bodies and changing their shapes from their original forms.

It's like a gentle breeze is wrapped in this layer of white mist.

The wind moves in the white mist, and the white mist moves with the wind.

A white mist was blown away by the breeze, like curling green smoke blown away by the wind.

The white mist blown away by the wind turned into a lot of fog, and these many fog threads began to drift in the breeze.

Is the fog going to lift?

Looking at this strange scene ahead, I couldn't help but express admiration and questions in my heart.

The white fog as far as our eyes could have been, like a fishing net about to fall on the water, like a mosquito net hung on the bed in summer to prevent mosquito bites.

But at this moment, this whole began to disperse, and in the dispersion, it dissolved into a line of fog.

And between the dazzling fog and fog, the mountains that were originally shrouded in white fog also began to loom.

White and green are intertwined, white and green are welcome!

It's hard for me to describe this scene in detail, it's like a splashed landscape painting covered with a thin layer of veil.

This fine veil covered with ink-splashed landscape painting is gradually disappearing, not being torn off, but disappearing like evaporation.

In the gradual disappearance of the fine yarn, this ink-splashed landscape painting is gradually revealing its true face.

Standing on this small col, I can now see the outlines of the mountains, although they are still a little hazy, but at least I can see the mountains.

It seems that this fog is really about to disperse! It seems that it is not as evil as Sun Liansheng said.

But before I could get complacent, the next moment, I was completely slapped in the face by my ignorance.

The white mist, which had been hovering in the mountains, suddenly began to condense.

Coacervation!

That's right, it's cohesion.

Reuniting the bodies that were already scattered.

The looming mountains suddenly disappeared, replaced by the original.

But before the scattered white mist suddenly converged back to its original form, I seemed to see behind the white mist—

I saw a city!

The city is white, or more precisely, it is a city made of clouds and mist.

It suddenly appeared, but it was suddenly separated by this reunited white fog.

Asgard!

Is this what the old village chief called Asgard?

Retracting my gaze from the white mist in front of me, I looked at Qin Yue who was standing beside me and looked at everyone.

And while I was looking at Qin Yue and them, Qin Yue and them were also looking at us one by one.

They all looked at each other, and they all looked shocked.

"You have all seen it, this is the secret of my Wengtou Village. ”

The old village chief's voice rang softly in each of our ears.

At this moment, none of us went to pick up the old village chief's words, because we all saw it.

Although this Asgard sitting behind the White Mist was only a flash in the pan, although none of us can be sure if this so-called Asgard really exists.

However, we did see a city created by the clouds.

"Thirteen ditches, we send those insects to the thirteen ditches every time, and the jar of the immortal insects and the two immortal tablets are stolen from the thirteen ditches by Xu Qiang and my three sons. ”

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