In Long Ye's attic, Jiang Qian walked out with a heavy heart.

In the end, he decided that he would personally go to the so-called Flame Mountain, although in the mouth of the Dragon Master, it was a deserted and dangerous place.

But he has moved to this point, will he choose to retreat?

"There are always places in the world that have not been trodden or cannot be set foot in by humans! The Himalayas, the Taklamakan Desert, and the Flame Mountains, these places are—"

Jiang Qian's mind flashed Long Ye's cautious face again, and he said, "In such a place, no one will know if a person dies for thousands of years!"

At that time, the sixth master was frightened, and the pot of hot tea in his hand was spilled, which made him scream.

But Jiang Qian still decided to go, so he instructed the sixth master to arrange some necessary tools for him, and the sixth master knew the temper of his boss Jiang Qian.

Once it is decided, then the nine cows will not be able to pull it back.

So he didn't forget to ask if he wanted to send some people to accompany him, Jiang Qian immediately denied it, firstly, because there were too many people but became a burden, and secondly, this was his own secret, but he didn't want so many people to know.

It took only a day and a half to prepare.

The sixth master mobilized his ability and provided Jiang Qian with the necessary equipment for this trip, such as jackets, Swiss army knives, emergency supplies, GPS positioning equipment, etc.

In fact, Jiang Qian knew in his heart that he might not need these things, but he still couldn't stand the kindness of the sixth master.

Yanshan is located in the 100,000 mountains of the Southern Plateau, at the junction of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan provinces.

In addition to the known dangers such as jungle miasma and rugged mountain roads, what is even more frightening are some ancient legends located in them, which say that Flame Mountain is a road of no return that can only be entered but not exited.

What's more, the Flame Mountain is actually connected to the Flame Mountain in Xinjiang, and they are both the entrance to the center of the earth.

Once humanity enters, it will accept a situation from which it will never return.

In May, the north has just begun spring, but the south has already entered summer.

But it was not the height of summer in June, it was finally a rainy season, and the rain kept falling, day and night, and the air was hot, making people feel uncomfortable.

In the middle of the mountains, on a winding and rugged road, a passenger car slowly stopped.

A young man in civilian clothes got out of the car, and he looked up and looked around, surrounded by mountains, towering into the sky, and the road in the middle of it looked strange.

Not far from the road, there is a fork in the road, a cracked concrete road that leads to the town below the mountain.

Named Nghe An Town, according to Long Ye, if you want to lead to Flame Mountain, then this Ngee An Town is not only the only way to go, but also the only place to stay.

Because after Nghe An, there are 100,000 mountains in front of you, and where will there be people in the birds and beasts and thorny jungles inside? Not to mention a place to rest.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a "boom" of thunder.

Thousands of raindrops fell unscrupulously like wild horses unleashed.

Jiang Qian looked at the town below the cement road, thinking that he would probably have to stay here for one night tonight, and as for whether the rest of the road would be auspicious or vicious, he could only take one step at a time.

Take a plane from the city to the capital of the province, then take a green train from the provincial capital to K city, and finally take a long-distance bus from K city.

It was a bumpy ride, at least nearly 70 hours before and after.

Even if he was an iron man, Jiang Qian felt that he needed to find a hotel in this town to sleep in for a good night.

The body is the capital of the revolution, he still knows the old saying.

Walking down the tattered cement path, it took about half an hour to come to the town of Nghe An, a town at the bottom of the mountain.

The houses in this town are very dilapidated, and there seem to be only two main streets, forming a cross, and these dilapidated second-floor brick houses are built on both sides of the street.

At this time, the human eye is relatively scarce, so I don't know if it is the cause of the rain.

Let Jiang Qian have a feeling of returning to the 70s in a trance.

He approached a random family and asked if there was a hotel in the town for guests, but unfortunately there were only two elderly people in the house.

They all spoke some local dialects, and Jiang Qian didn't even understand half a word.

In the end, relying on the gesture of his fingers, Jiang Qian probably knew the direction, so he gave the two old men some money and turned towards another street in the town.

When he arrived around the corner, Jiang Qian happened to see a small shop called "Ngee Ann Hotel", which seemed to be not as difficult to find as he imagined.

This Ngee An hostel is more retro, with the first floor being a place to eat and the second floor being a room for accommodation.

Jiang Qian walked in and found that the four tables inside were all full, about a dozen people, and the voices were full of people, which formed a sharp contrast with the quiet street outside.

The proprietress is only about 30 years old, but luckily she speaks Mandarin and immediately greets guests with a smile when they see them coming, which is relatively rare in big cities.

In big cities, there is only the front desk of the cashier, where will you see the proprietress in person?

"Ouch, this distinguished guest is staying, right!" As soon as the proprietress came up, she helped Jiang Qian unload the things she was carrying, and her eyes naturally saw that Jiang Qian must have come from other places.

So he was very enthusiastic, and without saying a word, he took Jiang Qian up to the second floor and looked at the room.

What Jiang Qian didn't notice was that when the proprietress led him up to the second floor, the people at the table near the windowsill glanced at Jiang Qian a few times.

Jiang Qian and the proprietress quickly chose a room on the second floor.

Don't look at the appearance of this town, but the rooms in this hotel are pretty good, at least clean.

Jiang Qian quickly negotiated the price with the proprietress, and in terms of money, Jiang Qian is not too concerned about it at present.

At this time, Jiang Qian's stomach suddenly "gurgled" involuntarily, how the proprietress could be observant.

immediately pulled Jiang Qian down, and said with a smile in his mouth: "When you go out, how can you not fill your stomach, go, go down to eat first, and you can sleep well after eating." ”

Jiang Qian naturally did not object, and when he came to the first floor, the two of them found that the four tables were already full.

The proprietress saw that there was no way, her eyes rolled, she said a few words to her son, and hurriedly suggested to Jiang Qian: "It's better to do this, I told my son to go to the house and move a stool out, and you will be settled." ”

"No need, that old man, if you don't dislike it, come and sit with us!"