The tea room was very quiet, only the grunt of the electric teapot boiling water, which was accompaniment to Yin Qingmo's narration.

"During that exchange activity, Matthew and I found that we have many similar views and ideas on the current situation and development prospects of the financial industry, and our temperaments and hobbies are also quite similar. ”

"Not long after the exchange activities, it was summer vacation, and every vacation, there were many student-initiated activities in the school, and some of them could even apply for a stipend from the school. ”

"Among the many events at that time, there was a project organized by mountaineering and photography enthusiasts that attracted me and Matthew.

The project was to visit the highest point in the area, Mount Gray at an altitude of 1064 meters, and Matthew and I were very interested in photography, and we saw that it was not only a sports resort in winter, but also a very good scenery in summer.

We took a closer look and found that the organizers of the event were also very careful and thoughtful, in addition to the route, accommodation, transportation and safety issues, we decided to participate together. ”

"The original plan was for two days: on the first day, everyone would walk up the mountain road to the war memorial lighthouse at the top of the mountain, stop to take pictures and so on on the way, camp near the lighthouse at night, and go down the mountain to return after the sunrise the next day. ”

Yin Qingyue poured the brewed Pu'er into the kung fu teacup and put it in front of his grandfather and brother respectively, Yin Qingmo picked up the tea, and after taking a sip of the cow, he continued-

"When I was climbing, the weather was very good, the temperature was very good, and the scenery along the way was pleasant...... However, along the way, we were all interested in taking pictures or collecting plant and insect specimens, etc., and we were delayed for a lot of time, and when we arrived at the lighthouse, it was already dusk. ”

"The lighthouse on the top of the mountain, as a monumental existence, in addition to the regular maintenance and inspection, there are few people who usually go there, a group of us worked together to set up a tent, then made a fire to make some simple dinner, after the meal did the vigil personnel allocation, and after a while, we basically went to rest. ”

"Matthew and I needed less sleep than ordinary people because of our cultivation and special physique, so we volunteered to stay up for the rest of the night. ”

"We sat by the campfire outside the tent, taking pictures of the night view in the mountains, and gradually, I felt that something was wrong......"

When Yin Qingmo said this, he stopped and took a sip of the tea that Yin Qingyue had refilled for him, his eyebrows furrowed into a Sichuan character, he sorted out his thoughts, and then said: "You all know, I was born with yin and yang eyes, I can see ghosts, and I made a lot of jokes because of this when I was a child, and when I was older, I mastered how to distinguish between living people and soul bodies." ”

"When I went up the mountain that day, I could see one or two wandering ghosts for a long time, but at the top of the mountain in the second half of the night, which should be the most frequent time for ghosts, the surroundings were empty, and I was wondering when the fog began to rise on the mountain. ”

"At first, it was just a light mist, and we didn't pay attention to it, after all, fog in the mountains at night is not a strange phenomenon. ”

"However, when the fog became thicker and thicker, Matthew and I saw through the hazy moonlight that behind the lighthouse, a path began to wind upwards faintly—above the top of the mountain, there were even higher peaks!"

"Matthew stood beside me and exclaimed in a low voice, 'Oh my God, Mr. Yin, did you see that path?!'

Compared to the scene in front of me, I was actually more surprised by Matthew's reaction - I always felt that he, as a werewolf, should be surprised by this kind of scene that exists in various fantasy abroad. ”

"But I was a little proud in my heart, because I was calmer than him, and it made me feel very embarrassed, so I replied to him in a calm voice, 'Oh, of course, but, Mr. Lockwood, don't you think such a thing is normal in the mana world?'

'No, no, no, I mean, it's not strange that the Majs suddenly can't see the scene, but it's amazing that the carriages moving on the path are actually walking on their own, what kind of magic is this?'. ”

I almost laughed out loud after listening to his explanation, what kind of magic was it, but it was the ghost Nioma who pulled the cart, so he couldn't see it. ”

"What is the ghost Nioma?" Yin Qingyue interjected.

"Oh, Nioma is a kind of horse with the wings of a yellow warbler, and after they die, their souls linger for a long time, and the wizards of the Citi Nation often tame them to pull carts. ”

"At this time, a boy who had not been assigned a vigil before, got up at night, and Matthew and I pointed to the path behind the lighthouse and asked him if he had seen anything strange. ”

"He looked at us with a shudder, then looked back at us with some grumbling and said, 'Hey, man, how much did you drink?' or did you snort?'...... His words made Matthew and I understand that we were the only ones who could see that way. ”

So we excused ourselves that maybe we had drunk too much beer and hadn't slept enough, and we were in a trance. ”

"The boy was very righteous, and when he heard us say this, he turned to wake up his friend, offered to watch for us, and then drove me and Matthew back to the tent to rest. ”

"When we got back to the tent, Matthew and I were very curious, young and vigorous, and relying on our own self-defense, so we discussed going down the path and returning before we left. ”

"The two of us avoided the alumni who were on duty at night, and walked along the path that suddenly appeared, and walked to a higher place. ”

"After walking for more than half an hour, the fog in front of us became thicker and thicker, and we couldn't help but look back, only to find that the path we came from was gone, leaving only the night sky of the black hole - such a dilemma, so that our two hairy guys were a little dumbfounded, but there was no fear in their hearts, just in case they couldn't find the way back, after dawn, the camp was ready to fry, and it would also drag down the promoter of this event. ”

"Going back, I don't know if I will fall directly from the sky, go forward, I don't know what will happen...... The two of us gritted our teeth and decided to keep going, maybe we might find a way or a way back to camp. ”

"In this way, we groped our way forward for about forty minutes, and finally, in the fog, we saw a faint fire flickering......