The peaks of Nanling Mountain are steep, and the scenery is even more beautiful.

Overlooking the entire Nanling Mountains from the top, it will give people a sense of magnificence and grandeur.

When you wake up in the morning, if you are on the top of Nanling Mountain, it is like being in the clouds, giving people the illusion of becoming an immortal.

However, few people know that the scenery below the mountain is just as wonderful.

It was only at night that the steep mountain disappeared into the mist, and only a faint silhouette could be seen.

Between the two peaks, there is a very wide river.

The river flows quietly, and when you look ahead, it seems that the view is obscured by fog, and the mountain peaks are too big to see the whole picture.

Except for the people who live here, the surroundings are very quiet, and the sound seems to be absorbed by the mountain peaks, and even the echo is not heard.

If you are alone here, in addition to being beautiful, there is also a faint sense of horror.

At the ferry by the river, there was a small boat parked, still made of wood, which looked very old.

There was only one local on the boat, holding Artemisia and wearing a thick coat, shivering, and urging: "Gentlemen, hurry up, it's so late, I have to go home early......

If it weren't for the generous efforts of these people, he would never have died working in the middle of the night.

In addition to being a famous mountain, there are also many legends and stories that have been passed down by the local people.

Most of the stories don't sound very good, especially at the bottom of the river they're heading to, which is empty and lonely during the day, let alone at night.

There was no road in there at all, but there was a cave in the water, which was very small.

In the past, the local government thought it was a special passage, but after drawing a few meters into it, it was found to be a hole, and there was no way, so it gave up.

But sometimes, when you cross here, someone will always hear the sound of an opera.

It was a woman's babbling and complaining voice, which sounded good, but it always made people tremble when I heard it too much, and I didn't know where the voice came from.

It's only that this sound is occasionally heard, and it doesn't spread much, but it is occasionally told to tourists as an anecdote.

Anyway, there can't be people there, and they don't know if it's true or not.

Azu and Milota got into the boat, and Lucas followed Milo.

There are 4 people in this line, and one is a member of the spirit group.

It's a squad leader, he's the leader, and he always needs to know something.

The hull of the boat was big enough, and it was only after five people that it was the limit, and the boatman shook the artemisia and rowed the boat away.

The people on the shore watched the boat paddle slowly towards the center of the lake, but in two minutes, the boat disappeared into the house, and not even the slightest light came out, as if it had never appeared.

Some people were a little puzzled: "Is there such a fog when we come during the day?"

The others shook their heads: "I didn't pay much attention, Nanling Mountain seems to have always been foggy......"

That being said, it's quite scary to see it at night.

They still remember that when several people went in, they all turned on their mobile phone flashlights, and they couldn't see clearly when they were blocked by the fog.

"Lang Jun~"

Suddenly, I don't know that a mournful opera female voice came from there, and it got into Gu Yizhou's ears.

He shuddered directly, and subconsciously looked around: "Which of you watches opera?"

The people in the spirit group all stared at him, and the colleague next to him said: "When I came, I said that I can't look at my mobile phone when I came to the task, who watches opera, crazy?"

(End of chapter)