As Dada said, the temperature on the mountain is very low, and the thick snow covers it, which is very inconvenient to walk. Fortunately, Jian is quite experienced in this and alleviates the difficulties in front of him.

Long Dailan suddenly noticed a problem with the terrain. Starting from the small hill outside the Whispering Forest, they made a great leap in the height of the terrain. When they looked back at the forest, they found that the forest did show a sloping terrain, which meant that when they walked in the forest, they kept walking uphill, but they did not feel such in the forest, and it was no different from walking peacefully.

Yu Jian took out a piece of red rhizome, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and then handed her a piece, "It's a little bitter, chew but don't swallow it." She didn't ask much, she did as she said.

They kept walking to the right, and Yu Jian draped the coat he was wearing over her. They had taken off all their extra clothes while they were in the forest, wrapped them in their bags, and now they had changed again. He tore open a robe, tied it in a knot, and tied it around her arm, wrapping the rest around his palm, so that he could lead her and not be afraid of slipping and losing contact between the two. The journey was difficult, full of wind and snow, but she felt happy in her heart, it seemed that there were only two of them left in this world, lonely, but not alone.

After about an hour, exhausted from walking, and resting a few times on the way, a mountain that resembled a dragon's horn finally appeared in front of her, the mountain was steep and slightly bowed, as if the dragon's horn was slanted into the ground. None of them had ever seen the mountain before, but in the palace library, they had read about the Dragonhorn Peak.

During the battle with the goshawk, a horn fell off the dragon's head. The spirit dragon turned into a whirling dragon mountain range across the two major provinces of the Northern Desert and Jinju, and the dragon horn was left in the area of the Yinkiramo Mountain Range to form a peak.

The two of them then turned left again, and soon entered the downhill road with a very steep slope, but fortunately, there was a lot of snow on the peak, and there were not many large pieces of ice. It was a huge slope, and the outline of the Dragon's Horn Peak was clearly displayed in front of them, and this peak was indeed inserted into the Inkiramo Mountains, and with it as the center of the circle, the surrounding mountains turned sharply towards the peak, like a giant awl carved a large hole here. The rock walls exposed under the snow and ice are cyan and different from other places, giving the impression that they are relics of the gods rather than natural formations.

There is a small forest under the peak of Dragonhorn, which is covered with snow, and beyond the grove is a vast field, where the two continents of Etta and Ruifeng meet. The line of sight is blocked, and it is impossible to see clearly further away.

A very troublesome thing happened on the way: she wanted to be relieved. Yu Jian had to let her endure it first, and built a snow wall to block the wind in a somewhat embarrassing atmosphere, although she said that it was redundant, but he still insisted. He is undoubtedly an expert at doing this kind of thing, and he moves quickly and quickly.

Because of her slow speed, it took the two of them another hour or so to reach the outskirts of the grove. The composition here is much simpler than that of the Whispering Forest, with mainly cypress trees, and the area is not large, and there are not so many exotic flowers and plants and birds and insects in it.

They walked through the grove and saw the smoke that was characteristic of the village.

It's a quiet place that you don't know, and the houses are all made of local wood, with thick haystacks under the snow roof, and a door under the chimney-open gabled roof, one large and one small, in the common southern style. The snow had apparently been cleared from the ground in the village, and a path had been shoveled out of each house, and it was vaguely clear that the village was built on a meadow, but there was no green to be found now.

A road covered with light snow leads into the middle of the houses, winding and winding. When they went deeper into the village, they noticed that the architectural style of the houses inside was completely different from the ones outside, and the houses were of different sizes, some of which were particularly huge, and seemed to be inhabited by mountain giants. Some houses have circular roofs, like a bowl upside down. Some houses are simply made of awls, with a triangular layout on the outside. One of the most peculiar houses was built with a dhow on a flat roof.

Who the hell live here?

The architecture was so stunned that she realized one thing later: she didn't see anyone. Of course, it's dinner time, and the villagers are all preparing their meals at home.

Yu Jian picked a relatively large boxer house, which seemed to be more normal, close to the appearance of the boxer building, and went up to knock on the gray-brown wooden door. The oddly shaped houses clearly made him feel uncomfortable.

After knocking for a long time, the door opened, and it was opened by an old woman wrapped in a dark brown fur cloak, amazingly thin, and only the skin and bones could be seen. Under the sparse white eyebrows were a pair of cross-eyed, small and narrow eye sockets, a pointed and long nose, wrinkled skin like dry orange peel, protruding cheekbones, long sunken lips, and not a single tooth left, it seemed that he was ninety, if not a hundred years old.

"Hello old man, we are...... The bearer of the certificate was led here. "He got straight to the point and told the truth.

The old woman rolled her eyes and looked at them with the whites of her eyes: "You little devil is so rambling! If you don't say it, I know, how can you come here without evidence! But it's a rare guest, a rare guest!"

She closed the door after she finished speaking, and when there was only a small slit, she showed her pointed nose and concave mouth, and said in a strange voice: "You have found the wrong person, there is a house in the room, and there is a tombstone on the roof, don't bother my old woman! Go, go, go!" The door slammed shut.

A weirdo, who speaks even more bizarrely. There is a tombstone on the roof...... It's incredible, there are still people in the world who curse themselves and their families for living too long?

She frowned at Yu Jian, Yu Jian didn't react, continued to walk inside, turned a few corners, and sure enough, there was a big house, and a wooden block in the shape of a tombstone was made on the roof, and two words were written on it: round trip.

The two of them looked at each other, unable to understand what this meant. Yu Jian went up directly and knocked on the door, and the door opened automatically as soon as it was touched. He made a "wait" gesture backwards, indicating that he wanted to go in first, but she didn't agree, and followed him inside.

The room inside was empty, and there was no candle in sight, but it seemed to be bright in the sun, and the walls were painted gray on all sides. Strangely, when she looked at the gray eyes, she felt that it would turn white at one time, and then black again. The vagaries of the room confused her.

"Is anyone there?" she held Yu Jian's hand tightly, and he shook it hard.

No one answered, but the wall responded. I heard a rumbling sound from inside the room, and a wall slid open to the side, revealing a door, and a middle-aged man in his forties stepped out. This man has an ordinary figure, an ordinary appearance, neither fat nor thin, not ugly or handsome, just like countless seemingly ordinary boxers, with black eyes, black hair, a hint of a smile on his face, wearing a gold velvet cotton jacket, a pair of black cotton shoes under loose white ramie pants.

"Let me see your evidence. "The man spoke kindly, and was much friendlier than the old woman just now.

Yu Jian took out the brass key and spread it out in the palm of his hand.

"Yellow Key. The middle-aged man nodded, "He's really still there, and he hasn't forgotten his mission." Very good. ”

Long Dailan couldn't understand what he was saying at all, and it was not good to speak rashly, so she waited for him to continue.

"Since he gave you the key, you must know what this place is, and what your mission here is. ”

She shook her head, "I don't know." ”

The middle-aged man showed a very strange expression, staring at her with a pair of dark eyes, from head to toe, and looked at Yu Jian again. It's rude. "Are you sure you're not kidding? It's not a joke. ”

Yu Jian repeated for her: "I really don't know. ”

The middle-aged man frowned: "Then I have to ask you a question: Who is the person who gave you the key?"

She hesitated, the key was supposed to belong to the Immortals, but the person who gave them the key was Archie.

"Do you want to answer, or do you want to say you don't know?" The friendliness on the middle-aged man's face gradually disappeared, and there seemed to be anger.

"That man's name is Archie. Yu Jian replied truthfully.

The middle-aged man stared at him as if a flower had grown on his face. "I don't know who Archie is, and you can't tell why you got the evidence, but you're here. He looked at Long Dailan again and said, "She's still pregnant." It looks like you're going to risk three lives here, and that's a big gamble. ”

Yu Jian immediately denied it, looked at Long Dailan and said, "We have no malice. One person told us that it was safe and that she could give birth here in peace. ”

"Someone? Isn't it Archie?" the middle-aged man was a little impatient.

"It's not Archie, it's someone else. But the key should have been given to us by Toachi. Yu Jian had no choice but to explain slowly.

"The other person, who is it?" Everyone could see that the middle-aged man's eyes were about to burst into flames.

Yu Jian was silent, if he mentioned the name of the Wasteland Demon here, he didn't know what the consequences would be. The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and the green tendons on his neck writhed as if they were about to burst. "Your willingness to take risks is so strong. ”

If Agaza is not welcome here, then he should not lead us here. She stepped forward and replied, "It's Agha." ”

The middle-aged man's expression this time showed that he was completely shocked. "Bloodhair, drinker, Agaza?"

"Looks like he's quite famous. She laughed teasingly.

The middle-aged man shook his head in disbelief: "I can't understand it." Not at all. ”

"We don't know what's going on. I would have expected you to say to us, 'Welcome to Anonymous Village,' but unfortunately you didn't. She sighed, "We were like two fools, we came when someone asked us to come, and when we came, we were told that we were going to lose our lives." ”

At this moment, another rumbling sound sounded, and she followed the voice, only to see another wall also slide to the side, and a monk in a white robe walked out. This is a man in his fifties, bald and beardless, with a figure similar to that of a middle-aged man, and his appearance is actually similar, all of which are difficult to find in the crowd.

The two looked like brothers. The only difference is that the older one has eyes as bright as a morning star.

"Since the Immortals sent them here, we can't let them down. The monk's glowing eyes turned out to be gray, he looked at the two of them carefully, and stared at Long Dailan for a long time, "Maybe what the Immortal wants to send is the child in her womb." ”

Long Dailan took a step back vigilantly, "My child, no one can touch him, he is mine." What do you want to do?"

The man bowed to her as a monk: "Don't be afraid, I'm just speculating on the intentions of the immortals, and we have no ill will. You are the holders of the certificate, and you have been verified and approved by the forest elders, and I welcome you to move in on behalf of the village. From today onwards, you will be the new villagers of Anonymous Village, a member of our collective. But I have something to say ahead, you must follow the rules of the village. ”

The middle-aged man looked at the monk with some hesitation and said, "Elder, this ......"

The elder smiled, "I probably already understand what is going on. It's very, very complicated, but it only takes two or three sentences to put it bluntly. You'll understand later. ”

He also said to Long Dailan and Yu Jian: "Our rules are very simple: you must not leave the village for half a step without permission, and you must not trespass into other people's homes. I will arrange your residence, it is your little world, and what you do in it has nothing to do with others. In the same way, you should not interfere with what other people are doing in their rooms, everything. And it's best not to ask people about anything, it won't do you any good. Getting to the bottom of it is not welcome here, and you should know it, and you will know sooner or later. ”

"Mizugoshi, you take them to the Night Shadows. The elder said to the middle-aged man, "The Night Shadow is the closest to Grandma, and it is also the most convenient to take care of the children. ”

"Come with me, two. Mizukoshi regained his friendly expression and gentle tone.

Long Dailan and Yu Jian nodded to the elders in thanks, and then followed Shui Yue out of this strange room.

"Why is there a tombstone on it?" and what does 'round trip' mean?" she asked as soon as she left the door.

"Questions, two questions. Don't ask questions. The elder made it very clear just now, you forgot so quickly. Mizukoshi reminded her, still smiling. If the elder feels the need to tell you anything, he may be knocking on your door today. Or tomorrow. Or, a few years later. ”

"In a few years?" "The dragon god is on top! she doesn't want to live in this weird village for so long!"

"If he thinks it's necessary. The water glanced at her as if she felt that her reaction was pure fuss.