Early the next morning, Jiang You carried a 70L hiking bag and led Jiang Mo, who was wearing a red jacket, downstairs for breakfast.

Zhao De glanced at the trekking poles he hung on his bag.

Jiang Mo saw the hemp ball curled up in the corner, he stepped down from the chair, walked over, and squatted down.

Ma Tuan meowed.

Zhao De walked to Jiang You's table and sat down, he watched Jiang You peel a tea egg and throw it into the porridge, and then drank most of the bowl with the mustard hulahula.

"Won't he eat it?" Zhao De asked.

"I woke up with a glass of warm milk and ate a few cookies."

"That's not enough."

"I brought energy bars and chocolates, as well as other small snacks."

"You came to Yinyan Mountain, did you hear some legends?" Zhao De asked tentatively.

Tang Butian walked downstairs. She tied her hair back and changed into outdoor gear, still holding a wooden knife in her hand.

She sat down on Jiang You's right hand, and she asked, "What legend?" ”

"It's good if it's not," Zhao De breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up and brought a bowl of porridge and a plate of side dishes in front of Tang Butian.

After sitting down again, he said, "Since March this year, there have been travelers who say from time to time that when they are camping in the mountains, they dream of a mouthful of sacred spring water. ”

"And then?"

"Although everyone says that it is Ruimeng, but this mountain ......" Zhao De muttered for a moment, "I calculated the time, and it happened to be after that incident that Ruimeng appeared." ”

Tang Butian took a sip of porridge, and she asked, "Which thing?" ”

Zhao De glanced at Jiang Mo, Jiang Mo touched Ma Tuan's head, and seemed to get along very harmoniously.

"There was an entrepreneur in Tangjiang who committed suicide in Yinyan Mountain."

"I seem to have heard that I owe more than 300 million, my wife ran away, and the children are not my own."

"He stayed with me and paid for the room for three days, and when I went to his room on the third day, I saw his suicide note on the bedside table, and I called the police."

Jiang You peeled another egg and took a bite, "What kind of person is he?" ”

"It's good, it's very enthusiastic, I don't see so much going on with him at all. At that time, there was a girl in the store who had a high fever, and he took her to the hospital in the rain, and I only found out about what happened to him later," Zhao De sighed, "I thought at that time, if I talked to him more, would he change his mind, I read the report, there is an old mother at home, waiting for him to come home." ”

"You're afraid of this mountain?"

Zhao De shook his head, "I have been at the foot of Yinyan Mountain for more than twenty years, and I am in awe of it. ”

"Don't worry, we'll take him to relax, let him have fun in the snow, throw snowballs or something, we don't engage in feudal superstition." Jiang You took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

Zhao De stood up, and he walked back behind the counter, "Are you coming back tonight?" ”

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Zhao De looked at Jiang You quietly, "If you don't come back the night after tomorrow, I'll call the police." ”

Jiang You stood up, and he said, "Jiang Mo, let's go." ”

Zhao De saw the boy stand up, and when Jiang You walked to his side, he reached out and grabbed Jiang You's hand.

Tang Butian followed behind them.

Zhao De's gaze fell on the wooden knife in Tang Butian's hand.

Meow.

After Jiang You and the three left, Ma Tuan screamed twice and jumped back on the counter to form a ball.

The inn is very close to the departure station of the ropeway.

They arrived early and soon lined up for the cable car.

In the midst of the swaying, Jiang You took out his mobile phone, took a few photos outside and sent them to the circle of friends.

Then he Baidu Yinyan Mountain, Shenquan two keywords.

On the search results page, I clicked on a travelogue, the author described his experiences and dreams in beautiful words, he said that he felt very comfortable after waking up, and his rhinitis was cured.

Jiang You forwarded the link to Tang Butian.

After getting off the cable car, Jiang You lay on the railing of the observation deck and gasped for breath, "I think I'm a little afraid of heights and a little bit of altitude sickness." ”

He took a bottle of water from his backpack and took a sip. I took out another oxygen cylinder and took a sip.

"What do you think that Rimu is?"

"Reimon?" Jiang You shook the water bottle, "Is it a dream or an illusion?" Is it a sacred spring or a stinky ditch? ”

Rain fell in the sky.

"Where are we going?" Tang Butian asked.

"Go up a little bit," Jiang You pointed upward, "After we reach the rocky slope, we will go up from the back, if it goes well, we will be able to reach the place where Chen Zikai jumped in about three hours, where the altitude is about 4,800 meters." ”

Jiang You took another breath of oxygen, and he looked at Jiang Mo, "How about you come to the backpack?" ”

The tourists who walked past him gave him a strange look.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Jiang You took out his trekking poles and left the army with Tang Butian and Jiang Mo and climbed up from the fork in the road.

An hour later, they reached the rocky slope.

The rain began to fall heavier.

The wind was terrible.

It was dark, like night.

Visibility became extremely low, and the ground became more and more slippery.

Jiang Mo stopped suddenly.

Tang Butian stared at Jiang Mo's movements.

Jiang You took out the oxygen tank from his backpack and took a few breaths of oxygen.

He handed Tang Butian a bottle of mineral water and an energy bar.

Tang Butian said, "I don't need it. ”

"A sense of ritual is important."

Tang Butian took it.

Jiang You drank half a bottle of water, ate an energy bar, and two pieces of chocolate.

Jiang Mo closed his eyes, and the transparent silk thread spread outward, through the raindrops, through the snow.

He frowned suddenly.

Then he stomped his foot, then he opened his eyes and jumped, each of which was more than ten meters high, and after a few clicks the red dot disappeared from view.

"What's wrong with him?" Tang Butian asked.

"Probably suffered a little loss, and I have to find a way back."

In the half-meter Sunshine Inn, Ma Tuan walked to the door.

"Madan?" Zhao De shouted.

He walked in the direction of the door.

Ma Tuan turned his head and glanced at Zhao De, then bowed and flew out, leaving an afterimage in Zhao De's eyes.