After a few people returned to the camp, Zhang Chennu and Mi Lan were preparing to pack something. In the last few days, they have been going down the mountain, and the food and things they bring with them will not last for a few days.

Officer Zhang was also wondering why it was so fast, and felt that this trip to Meishan had indeed brought them a lot, and of course they had gained a lot.

It may be due to the activities in the mountains in recent days, everyone gets along day and night and helps each other, so it is inevitable that there will be a certain emotional foundation.

On this day, a few people were ready to go down the mountain, and although the life in the mountain was detached from the world, who had really detached from the world.

A few people couldn't tell what mood they were feeling, and then everyone went down the mountain with a happy mood. On the way down the mountain, they walked very fast, as if they were not familiar with anything when they first came.

After a long and long journey, the group finally found a place to settle down when it was dark. And this place also happens to be where the moonlight shines. Several people lay on each other like this, Mi Lan looked at the moon in the starry sky, the sky was hazy and revealed a kind of light, and the moonlight was also quietly changing. I don't know why it always gives Mi Lan a sense of uneasiness in her heart.

At dawn the next day, several people turned to the road, and although the weather in the mountains was gray, they could already see walking. By noon, Yu Mo and Wen Cun walked together along the way.

Although the two are familiar, they always feel that the two are a little close today. And Officer Zhang seemed to have made a lot of progress in the back. It seems to be about begonia flowers or something.

Yumo Wen Cun still remembers the large number of red begonias he met when he came last time, Wen Cun of course has a deep memory, because his girlfriend likes begonias the most, and he naturally pays more attention to this. The reason why he didn't bring it in the first place was because he wanted to take one with him when he went back

Yu Mo didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as Yu Mo said that Wen Cun remembered this matter, he remembered to go to the place where the red begonias were large and bring one back when he went back.

In the secluded and ethereal mountains, a wave of flutes suddenly sounded, and the flutes were far away, wandering in the forest, and the birds flew away.

I saw an old man walking over with a flute, which was very small, not very big, but it looked very exquisitely made. The paint on it has also faded significantly, probably because of its age.

Ms. Zhang Chen saw this old man coming, so she stepped forward to say hello, saying that they were people who were coming down the mountain. At this time, the old man looked at them a few times, and said, "There are very few people in this beautiful mountain, how did you come up?" Ms. Zhang Chen didn't say anything, just said that a few people just wanted to simply come up and have a look.

Probably because of the unfamiliarity, Ms. Zhang Chen didn't say much, but only said the purpose of a few people. And she looked at the old man's whole body, and saw that he also looked like a mountain climber, and asked him why he was here alone.

The old man didn't say much, his eyes were fixed on a person in the crowd, and this person was also staring at him, and there was a purity in his eyes.

The weather in the mountains hasn't been very good lately, and it's not easy for a few of you to come up like this, the old man said with a smile.

At noon that day, the old man sat there and chatted with a few of them, and when Officer Zhang asked him why there was no one in Meishan, he told a story.

He said that Meishan and Juan Mountain, Chashan had a similar geographical location here back then, and if you want to say that the mountains are high, Meishan is steeper than those two mountains, and the terrain is complicated. Do you know why it's called Miyama?

It is said by people who have been here and then gone out, and they say that the scenery they see here may not be often seen outside, and the scenery is charming, so people call it Miyama.

But not many of the people who came here were able to get out alive, and gradually with the teachings of the old man, there were fewer people who came slowly, thinking that Miyama was an ominous place.

Yes, once something becomes a concept that slowly settles in people's minds, it sometimes gradually evolves into inexplicable beliefs, and not all beliefs are noble.

Officer Zhang asked if all the missing people had been found, and the old man turned his head to look at Mi Lan, and he said, "Few have been found."

Mi Lan didn't seem to be able to hold back the question in her heart, she said, "Is there really no survivor?" The old man then said, "I don't know." Ms. Zhang Chen said, "Then how did you get here?"

At this time, the old man shook his head and said, "I came here because of an incident back then, and this incident has passed for a long time, and then I have stayed in this mountain. However, there are some small caves in this mountain that you can't see, the Dark River, and they are really dangerous. ”​

After the old man finished speaking, he left the flute and gave it to Mi Lan to be precise, and Mi Lan also saw that the flute was clenched at this time.

The old man did not walk with the rest of them, but disappeared after that.

Officer Zhang picked up the flute in Mi Lan's hand, he looked at this flute carefully, it should have been with the old man for many years. Officer Zhang was thinking about why he didn't even say a few words when he met Mi Lan for the first time, why he gave Mi Lan something that might be precious to him, Officer Zhang thought that this might be fate.

Wen Cun picked up the flute in Mi Lan's hand, and blew it by the way, the sound was very pleasant and very good. This flute may be due to its age, but the sound quality may still be preserved as it is.

A few people walked like this, Mi Lan looked back at the place where the old man walked just now, she hugged the flute in her hand tighter, and looked behind for a long time.

Ms. Zhang Chen shouted Mi Lan, and Mi Lan was already a little behind everyone at this time, so she turned around and caught up with everyone. The birds on the mountain continue to chirp, and the insects also chirp, but only very little, and only in the mountains can they find their existence, their own part.

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