There are some strange legends in many places, although the legends are not necessarily good, it may be Death Valley...... Resentful spirits or something, or a little more traditional, a god who guards a place, or a spirit beast or something. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info or a little more beautiful, such as a cherry blossom tree that will succeed under the tree or something......

This kind of legendary place is usually either some kind of beautiful fairyland on earth, or some extremely harsh poor mountains and bad waters.

And the part of Icefield City obviously meets the latter standard, at least, in Somer's eyes, this is definitely a place comparable to hell on earth, not to mention the cold, it is also a trivial matter to look at the snow everywhere, the key is that there is no kind of wine he wants to drink, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

"Many, many years ago...... Greybeard pouted, he reached out to stroke his beard, but this time the beard was a little short, uncomfortable to stroke, and not long enough, which made him feel a little inexplicably regretful.

"Hmm" Somer nodded boredly, the beginning of this story is the same as countless legends, everyone grew up listening to this beginning.

"This place in Icefield City is not so cold, ice and snow, yes, but not so strong, snow-capped mountains, and there are no eternal times that do not melt" Graybeard said slowly, as soon as he switched to the rhythm of storytelling, he seemed to be a lot more restrained, a bit of a storyteller.

"At that time, there were many people who came to mine minerals, you know, Ice Plains City, most of the people who came back to this place came for the snow mountain, and the production of elemental crystals here is very high - in fact, it is higher in the depths of the mountain range, and even more than the water system spars, there are countless kinds of magic crystals, and the side of the snow mountain is probably the boundary of the earth." Graybeard said, and after blowing a bull by the way, he felt a little emotional, as if he was reminiscing about his former appearance, as if he was regretting that he might not be able to realize this wish now.

"Well, maybe it really will"

Somo didn't care about it, he knew that Icefield City produced all kinds of minerals, which were also the main goods of Icefield City, but he really didn't think that there were more treasures hidden in the snowy mountains and mountains.

But it doesn't matter, even if he knows it, he doesn't have any interest in the treasures in the mountains, the only feeling this place gives him is that he can only hurry up and complete the order to go home, a rare vein? Whoever wants to do that kind of thing can do it!

"So there are a lot of people who come to mine minerals, although the conditions are more difficult, but they are not as harsh as they are now, and Icefield City is not called Icefield City, and the area is much larger than now." Graybeard gestured out of thin air, as if he had really mixed up in that era.

"I know, but then what?"

Sommer urged impatiently, he felt that he could already guess the second half of the story, which was probably about the same as all the legends, and there was nothing particularly remarkable about it.

"Until someone dug into the bottom of a big mountain, and dug a hard boulder deep underground, and everything was helpless against it, and people at that time couldn't dig it out after trying hard for a long time." Graybeard continued, pulling out his skin and taking a sip, not knowing if it was wine or water.

"Hmm...... It wasn't until someone used a lot of fire-based hedron to blow up the mine that things took a turn for the better. Graybeard said and stopped.

"And then?" Sommer asked, the story only got a little interesting at this point, and Graybeard stopped talking about it.

"I don't know." Graybeard shook his head.

"Don't know?"

Somo had the urge to slap him to death, but considering the other party's size, he might not slap him to death.

"Well, no one knows what happened after that, none of the people who participated in the blasting came back, and there was a snowstorm all over the mountain, and many people who didn't have time to evacuate were probably buried in it forever." Graybeard spoke, his tone quite flat, as if he were talking about an ordinary thing, and he didn't arouse interest at all.

Sommer suddenly noticed that every time Graybeard talked about the dead, his demeanor would change slightly, and he would seem to be more indifferent than usual.

Sommer didn't know what this meant, and he didn't want to speculate about it, it probably had something to do with Graybeard's past, everyone would have something they didn't want to recall, a guide, he didn't need to know so much.

"Uh-huh......" Greybeard took another sip, and some clear liquid spilled out of the mouth of the skin, forming a few droplets of water hanging on his beard, and he skimmed his beard with his big rough hands, patted the droplets off his beard, and then wiped his hands casually on his coat.

"And then that's what it is?"

Sommer asked, the story disappointed him a little, and he expected to hear even more heart-wrenching stories in such a poor place, but he didn't expect it to be so bland.

"Almost, the snow covers the entire mountain range, the wind is howling, and now no one can go into the mountains to mine minerals, and Icefield City can only dig rough and shallow at the edges." Graybeard said, "Hey, you know, the local people think that it is the god who angered the mountain god and protected the boundaries of the earth, and the people are digging frantically to wake up the mountain god, so that this place will not melt until the snow will not melt, so that the current people can no longer go in and mine everywhere." ”

"Maybe, but that's all?"

Suo Mo asked endlessly, even as a story to kill time, this is a bit unsatisfactory to him, although it is just a matter of killing time while walking, it is too unexciting.

"Oh, there's a little more" Graybeard grinned, and the wrinkles on his face were all squeezed together: "So now few people enter the mountains, and there are very few people who go in, and they never dare to lead the brigade into the mountains, for fear of waking up the mountain god." ”

"What if you wake up?" Sommer asked, he was still a little thirsty, the effect of a sip of cold water was completely more than offset by the sip of soju, and his throat felt drier now.

"Probably the same as last time, burying the people who angered the mountain gods with heavy snow." Graybeard said nonchalantly, not seeming to believe the story.

Somer looked at him and said, "Do you still have water?" Give me some more. ”

"Yes, that's easy to say," Graybeard pulled out his pocket, took out his leather pouch and handed it to Somer, saying as he said, "Do you know why I'm telling this story?" ”

"Why?"

Somo took the bag, opened it very carefully, sniffed it with his nose, and only after making sure that it was really water, he poured a big mouthful, giving himself a deep chill.

"I've also lived in this place for decades, and I'll tell you the truth, you are the largest group of people in the past few decades, and you haven't gone deep into the mountains, or I think you will anger the mountain gods." Graybeard said with a big grin, and took the bag that Somer had returned and stuffed it up again.

"There aren't so many messy gods, that's just a story." Somer shook his head and said, he didn't feel any resentment about Graybeard's words, but he was a little bored on the march.

There weren't many words just now, but after saying a sentence or two, he had already walked out of the range of Icefield City, and at this time, Somo looked back again, and he could no longer see the rough city wall.

"Well, then, there's another thing" Graybeard also felt that the chatter was not enjoyable, and after thinking about it, he said, "In addition to the mountain god...... In fact, there are more than just mountain gods in the mountains. ”

"And what else?" Sommer said.

He's ready to fool him if Graybeard says there's such a boring answer as a beast.

"There is a ...... How to say it. Graybeard frowned for a while: "This is just a private rumor of some mercenaries, there is no unified statement, in short, there is a crystal palace in the mountain, built on the top of the mountain, it is extremely bright, it is not something that human can do, this is probably really a masterpiece of God." ”

"But," Graybeard said, "This is not the crux of the rumor, this rumor is the personal experience of several mercenaries from a long time ago...... Or not personal experience, they say so themselves...... Hey, whatever—the mercenary who was wounded and fell in the snowy mountains was taken to an ice crystal palace by a woman for treatment, and the next day they were all cured and sent back, and their own memories of the ice crystal palace became blurred, and no one ever found the palace when they went back to look for it. ”

"Oh? Maybe that's just their own nonsense. Suo Mo said disapprerovingly, although he made up for it in his own brain, and felt that the setting of the beautiful girl in the Ice and Snow Palace was quite dreamy, but when he thought of this story, even if it was true, after so many years, he didn't know if the protagonist had died, at least he was old and yellow, and he suddenly lost interest.

"No, then you're wrong, similar things have happened many times for a while, adding up to not thirty but twenty-one and two, everyone can't remember what they saw when they come back, but they all insist on the existence of the Crystal Palace and that woman, and everyone is extremely healthy, just like some kind of god-level."

Graybeard said earnestly, making people feel that he believed in this palace more than in the mountain god.

"Are you trying to say that woman is the god of the mountains?" Sommer asked.

"No, I've never said that," Graybeard chuckled, shook his head and took a sip of his drink, "But it's true that you're the largest group of people who have ever been here in all these years." ”

As for the rest, it's just a legend, just listen to it.

Graybeard let out a pleasant breath of wine, and it had been a long time since they had followed the group into the mountains, and the wind in the valley was noticeably lighter, making many people feel that the cold was no longer so biting.

But...... Is this the route he said yesterday?

Graybeard felt that he might have drunk too much, his eyes were a little difficult, and he couldn't tell where he was now, so before Somo could ask, Graybeard quickly looked back at the route along the way, wanting to quickly confirm his location.

His gaze swept all the way to the mountains on the left, and in the distance he saw a figure like a grain of rice standing on the rocky protrusion from the top of the mountain.

What is that?

Before Graybeard could see the shadow, the sky fell. (To be continued.) )