The location of Qingfeng Temple is on the mountainside of Qifeng Mountain, how can the underground passage of its main hall lead to a playground? Where the hell are we at this moment, or is it the Seven Peaks Mountain?!

There is no playground at Seven Peaks Mountain, at least I have not heard of it. I remember when I first came here, I saw a brochure on the tour bus that introduced the attractions, and I didn't remember that there was any introduction to the amusement park.

Besides, from the perspective of the environment, it is not right, the Qifeng Mountain is surrounded by mountainous areas, but here the view is wide, and it is clearly a plain.

The weather, temperature, and hour are also not right.

April is the season of spring flowers, but at the moment where we are, the temperature is absolutely below zero, which makes me feel cold all over my body wearing only a jacket, and the time has changed from early morning to afternoon, which makes people feel in a trance.

There was light snow in the sky, not too big, but the colors didn't look quite right. I reached out and caught a snowflake, half-gray and translucent, and when I twisted it with my hand, a faint black mark remained between my fingers.

This is...... Mud?!

It is common sense that snowflakes are the product of condensation when water vapor rises, and there may be dust in them, but there will be no dirt.

But I had a strange feeling that the howling cold wind seemed to be mixed with the smell of fresh earth, permeating all directions.

Looking at everything in front of us and the gray drifting snow in the sky, the confusion in the hearts of me and the little stinky fart was overwhelming.

Directly in front of us, in front of the ice-covered playground gate, is an old suspension bridge.

At first glance, it looks like an old-fashioned wooden structure, with a few simple protective fences tied with thick hemp rope on each side, and the span is at most seven or eight meters, which is not long.

The bridge deck was covered with a thick layer of snow, and apparently no one had walked it for a long time. I tried to step on it, and it felt a little shaky.

Through the fence, I looked down and saw bottomless, snow-covered cliffs on either side.

Standing on the bridge, I turned to look at the tunnel behind me. The tremors were gone, and there was darkness on the other side of it. There is no other way to go except forward and backward.

The little stinky skin was sharp-eyed, and she pulled me to look forward.

Following the direction of the little stinky fart, I noticed that not far from the other end of the suspension bridge, there was a large snow bag horizontally. If you look closely, it seems that there is something buried inside, which is trembling slightly, and it is lying together in a regular manner.

I instantly became nervous, and while exchanging glances with the little stinky fart, I took out the nine-spirit peach stake in my backpack, held it in my hand, and the two of them stepped on the dangling suspension bridge under their feet, and walked cautiously over.

It wasn't until I got closer that I could see clearly that this big snow bag turned out to be a fat man!

I saw this thing lying on the ground on its back facing the sky, and the one that slept was called an incense.

The chaotic snow fell on him, and I don't know how long it had been piled up, but it seemed to have formed a hill, and covered it tightly, and only the hill rose and fell with the belly of the goods.

I am happy and angry in my heart, I dare to love me all over the world to find him, he actually ran here to sleep a lot, not particular!

The fat man rubbed his eyes, looked around for a while, bounced up, put on an exaggerated and funny defensive posture, and whispered to me where is this, why is it snowing?

He saw the little stinky fart behind me again, and was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head, saying that this was a dream?

I was so angry that I kicked his butt bone, and I snorted at the pain, and then told him what happened in the hall.

The fat man frowned and recalled, saying that he was looking around in the hall at that time, and I didn't know why I disappeared as soon as I turned around, and then I couldn't find the exit for a long time, and I was so tired that I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I saw me and the little stinky fart.

It seems that the fat man in the main hall is completely different from me, although I don't know what the reason is, but it is fortunate that the person is not injured.

Put down the little stinky fart and catch up with the fat man. I subconsciously took out my mobile phone to look, and sure enough, since I came to Qifeng Mountain, there was almost no signal on my mobile phone, and now it is automatically turned off.

The fat man and I discussed with the three of us and decided that we would be safe if we came.

Although the playground in front of us feels strange no matter how you look at it, there is no other way to go at the moment, and we have to bite the bullet and go to investigate.

We stepped on the wet snow on the ground and walked cautiously.

The entrance to the playground was in tatters, with two large iron gates covered in dark yellow rust lying horizontally on the ground, leaving only the curved iron door frame standing in the cold wind.

The handwriting on it has long been blurred, and the words "XX Paradise" can only be vaguely distinguished.

The wind, suddenly, stopped, as abrupt as it blew up.

There was a dead silence in the playground, not a single figure in sight, not even the sound of birds.

The sky, the earth, and all the scenery in front of you are so quiet and oppressive that it is suffocating.

If it weren't for the gray snow that was still falling, I was worried that I would be able to scream loudly to vent my anxiety and frustration.

We had not taken a few steps through the two broken iron gates, when a loud and loud sound, which could be called noise, suddenly exploded throughout the playground.

"Summer and summer passed quietly to leave a little secret, pressing the bottom of my heart, pressing the bottom of my heart, I can't tell you; The evening breeze warms my heart, and I think of you again, how sweet, how sweet, how can I forget......"

Can you imagine what it would be like to hear a song like this in the middle of a dead silence, eerie playground covered in ice and snow?!

To be honest, I've heard this song. It's supposed to be a nostalgic hit of the last century, and it seems to be called Pink Secret or something.

This song was originally a very sweet and warm tune, but in this situation, it came out of the countless elevated loudspeakers in the playground, but it made people's backs stand on end.

Those loudspeakers erected on high iron poles have not been used for many years.

Not to mention the extremely distorted sound they played, the song still seems to be stored on an old-fashioned vinyl record, and the sound of cheering is incessant, and the tone is inexplicably elongated and thickened, sounding very eerie.

Especially the sentence: "I can't forget you...... Always can't ...... Forget your ......" was repeated over and over again, making me feel like my blood was frozen.

I looked at the fat man, his face was pale, bloodless like me, and he was stunned on the spot. The little stinky fart also frowned, as if facing a great enemy.

The music resounded for five or six minutes, and when a thick, earthy smell poured into my nostrils, the strange sound of the music stopped in an instant.

There was still no wind, but there was a rustle in the entire playground almost at the same time.

At first, these rustling sounds seemed to be nothing, but gradually they began to rise and fall, and in a few moments they formed a powerful wave that seemed to come from all directions, from every inch of land under our feet, deafening......