Chapter Twenty-Three: Outing III

This is a very small hotel, An Yiran has never seen such a dilapidated 'hotel' since he was a child. Uncle Zhang said that July is the peak season for tourism in Kunlun Mountain, and the better hotels nearby have long been chartered by tour groups.

An Yiran had been sleeping on the road, so when he arrived at the hotel, he was a little sleepless with excitement. In her sleep, she faintly heard An Yingjie and Uncle Zhang talking, but she didn't care what they said.

Each room in the hostel is a bit small, with three people in one room each.

An Yiran was just lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone and looking at it, he found a missed call. It was Rong Yi calling, oh my god, she missed something.

An Yiran immediately called Rong Yi, and it didn't take long for him to connect.

"Hey, Rongyi, where are you?"

Rong Yi held the phone, imagining that little Lori was a little anxious at this time, and couldn't help but smile.

"I will come to Kunlun Mountain in a few days~"

"Ahh When An Yiran was stern and doubted whether Rong Yi would come, she and An Yingyi had already embarked on the return journey.

Rong Yi seemed to know what she was thinking, and said, "Can you go to Xinjiang?" ”

An Yiran is now afraid that Rong Yi will disappear without a trace, this is his only hope for cultivating immortals at present. Rong Yi asked if it was possible, so whether this result could still depend on her, depend.

"It should work." An Yiran thought for a while and asked, "What are we going to do in Xinjiang?" ”

"Gambling stones."

An Yiran became excited, at the beginning of the trip, she mentioned that she was going to Xinjiang to gamble on stones, and it would not be too strange if she brought it up at that time. As a child, she is actually very helpless.

The hotel is very close to Kunlun Mountain, and the three of them came to the bottom of Kunlun Mountain in an off-road vehicle

No matter how excited you are before you climb the mountain, when you are climbing the mountain, the passion is already half cold, and when you climb to the mountainside, you start to look for shortcuts, and when you reach the top, in addition to the feeling of pride, you are only tired and worry about how to get down the mountain.

An Yiran, An Yiran didn't even climb halfway up the mountain.

Mount Kunlun is nearly 6,000 meters long, more than twice as high as many famous mountains. Their journey is still a bit far from the mountainside, and it is impossible to climb to the top in one day.

I began to miss the flying magic of the past, and I was already my sister's Nalafeng's mount

An Yiran wiped the sweat on his face, a gust of wind blew, and it was a little cold, and he couldn't help but cover the down jacket and scarf on his body.

As soon as you enter the Kunlun River Valley, at the extreme eye, Kunlun is reckless, covered in silver, and ten thousand peaks stand tall, straight into the sky.

The sun was still shining in the sky, but there was still a thick layer of snow on the leaves.

There are many legends about Kunlun Mountain, the snow that does not melt for thousands of years in Kunlun Mountain, and the demon that does not die for thousands of years on the mountain.

It is even a pillar of the ancient Chinese mythological system, where many people have become immortals since ancient times.

Some stone carvings have ancient poems about Kunlun Mountain,

The sentence written by Ma Yu in the Yuan Dynasty is that Kunlun Mountain welcomes Penglai Kuo. Connect Penglai Cloud Foot. Strange scenery Penglai Huihuo. Xia becomes Penglai crane. The golden wind blows Penglai Pavilion. It has its own Penglai Dan medicine. Fairy Penglai is really happy. Live up to Penglai.

An Yingwei likes this mountain very much, and while climbing along the road, he elegantly looks around to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Kunlun Mountain, which is completely different from the city he lives in. Even though he has been climbing for a long time, An Yingji still looks elegant, but the breath he exhales a little panting.

An Yiran didn't feel anything, there was too much smoke on Kunlun Mountain, and in her opinion, it had long lost its original artistic conception. She had seen a lot of mountains in her previous life. The Orr continent is also home to a number of rolling mountains, some of which are a little higher than Mount Everest, the highest mountain in the world. But with such a thing as flying magic, it only takes a few minutes to climb to the top. In her previous life, she had never known that there would be a lack of oxygen at higher places, and the people on the Orr Continent had never considered such a thing.

The difference between the two worlds is quite big.

But how can there be a legend like "The Fool Moves the Mountain" in this world, think about it and know that it is impossible.

An Yiran was tired and out of breath, and especially regretted coming to this place for a tour.

An Yingjie took her little hand and walked together, and Uncle Zhang walked behind the two, afraid that the two children would be left behind.

The three of them stayed directly on Kunlun Mountain at night, and planned to go up the mountain directly on a sliding pole tomorrow, because An Yiran really didn't want to be as tired as today. Riding a pole up the hill is a simple, easy and smart way to do it. An Yiran pretended to be melancholy and boasted shamelessly, of course, this way is a little bit expensive.

The three of them sat on the pole and easily reached the top of the mountain. Uncle Zhang stood on the top of the mountain and looked down and said, "A long time ago, I climbed to Kunlun Mountain by myself. ”

An Yiran was a little embarrassed to think when he heard this, that is, he took two physical waste firewood to use such a lazy way.

The old man who pulled the pole sat on the bench resting, his face was a little plateau red, his face was full of wrinkles, his gray hair could be seen on his hat, and his white beard was with a little falling snowflakes. Wearing a thick navy blue cotton jacket, the dead skin on his hands was a little cracked, rubbing the snowflakes that fell on his hands.

The other two old men were like this, and An Yiran somehow couldn't bear it.

An Yingjie pulled her over and said: Uncle Zhang has already given those old men more money, which is also the way others beg for a living. "Educating my sister starts when she is young.

After eating something on the top of the mountain, the three of them planned to go down the mountain on a sliding pole.

Somewhere on the mountainside, An Yiran looked at a deserted place and said, "Uncle, is that place Death Valley?" ”

There was a hint of caution on the old man's face, and he said, "Yes, only when you go to this place, you can see a small part of the edge of Death Valley, you must not go to that place, that place, haunted and dead." It's very dangerous, you must not go. ”

An Yiran wanted to ask more details, but the old man didn't want to speak again and sent them down the mountain.

An Yiran was a little disappointed, could this trip to Kunlun Mountain be over like this?

An Yingyan looked at An Yiran's depressed appearance, and also felt a little funny. He took out a bottle of mineral water, handed it to her, and said, "Take it." ”

"What is this?" Give her a bottle of mineral water.

Uncle Zhang looked at An Yiran and explained: "This is the most commemorative souvenir of your trip to Kunlun Mountain, this water is what I scooped with a mineral water bottle when we passed by Kunlun Spring." Legend has it that this is the spring water used by the Queen Mother of the West to make the elixir and jade liquid. ”

"Uncle Zhang, did you pour out the water in the mineral water bottle and then go to the spring to fill it?"

"That's right."

An Yiran was particularly distressed about the water in the mineral water bottle, at least he could drink it. The water scooped down from the mountain spring made her feel a little unpalatable. She also saw a lot of people throwing coins into the upper reaches of Kunlun Mountain.

o(︶︿︶)o

An Yiran got up with her mobile phone to check the time, and saw the text message Rong Yi sent her.

Rong Yi has come to Kunlun~\(≧▽≦)/~ Lalala