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 hiking pole hanging on his bag.

Jiang Mo saw Ma Tuan huddled in the corner. He got off 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, then drank most of the bowl with mustard mustard.

"He won't eat?" Zhao De asked.

"After I got up, I drank a cup of hot milk and ate some biscuits."

"This is not enough."

"I brought energy bars, chocolates, and other snacks."

"Did you hear some legends when you came to Yinyan Mountain?" Zhao De asked tentatively.

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

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

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

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

After sitting down again, he said: "Starting in March this year, travelers from time to time said that when they were camping in the mountains, they would dream of a mouthful of divine spring water."

"Then what?"

"Although everyone says it is Ruimeng, this mountain..." Zhao De pondered for a moment, "I calculated the time, and Ruimeng appeared just after that incident."

Tang Butian took a sip of porridge, and she asked: "What is it?"

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

"An entrepreneur in Tangjiang committed suicide in Yinyan Mountain."

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

"He stayed at my place and paid for the room for three days. When I went to his room on the third day, I saw his suicide note on the bedside table, so I called the police."

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

"Very nice, very enthusiastic. I couldn't tell that so many things had happened to him. At that time, a girl in the store had a high fever, and he even took her to the hospital in the rain. I only found out what happened to him later.

," Zhao De sighed, "I thought at that time, if I chatted with him more, he would change his mind. I read the report and found that he still had an old mother at home, waiting for him to come home.

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"Are you afraid of this mountain?"

Zhao De shook his head, "I have stayed at the foot of Silver Rock Mountain for more than 20 years, and I am in awe of it."

"Don't worry, we will take him to relax and let him have fun in the snow, throwing snowballs and so on. We don't engage in feudal superstition." Jiang You took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

Zhao De stood up and 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 day after tomorrow, I will call the police."

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

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

Tang Butian followed them.

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

Meow.

After Jiang You and the others left, Ma Tuan barked twice and jumped back onto the counter to form a ball.

The inn is very close to the ropeway departure station.

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

While swaying, Jiang You took out his mobile phone, took a few photos outside and sent them to WeChat Moments.

Then he searched Baidu for two keywords: Yinyan Mountain and Shenquan.

I clicked on a travel note on the search results page. The author described his experience and dreams in beautiful words. He said that after waking up, he felt very comfortable all over and his rhinitis was cured. Below the travel note, many people said that they also felt the same.

Same experience.

Jiang You forwarded the link to Tang Butian.

After getting off the cable car, Jiang You lay on the railing of the observation deck to catch his breath for a while, "I think I'm a little afraid of heights and have some altitude sickness."

He took out a bottle of water from his backpack and took a sip. Then he took out an oxygen bottle and took a sip.

"What do you think that Ruimeng is?"

"Ruimeng?" Jiang You shook the water bottle, "Is it a dream or a hallucination? Is it a sacred spring or a smelly ditch?"

Raindrops were falling in the sky.

"Where are we going?" Tang Butian asked.

"Let's go up a little further," Jiang You pointed upwards, "After we reach the rocky slope, we will walk up from the back. If everything goes well, we will reach the spot where Chen Zikai jumped in about three hours. The altitude there is about 4,000 meters above sea level.

About eight hundred meters."

Jiang You took another breath of oxygen. He looked at Jiang Mo and said, "How about you come and carry a backpack?"

The tourists passing by him gave him a strange look.

After resting for about ten minutes, Jiang You took out his hiking poles, took Tang Butian and Jiang Mo away from the group, and climbed up the side road.

An hour later, they arrived at the rocky slope.

The rain gradually became heavier.

The wind was howling.

The sky is dark, like night.

Visibility became extremely low and the ground became increasingly slippery.

Jiang Mo suddenly stopped.

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."

"The sense of ritual is very 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 threads spread outward, passing through the raindrops and across the snow.

He suddenly frowned.

Then he stomped his feet, then he opened his eyes and jumped up. Each time he stomped, he was more than ten meters high. After a few times, the red dot disappeared from his field of vision.

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

"I probably suffered a bit of a loss and want to find my way back."

In the Half Meter Sunshine Inn, Ma Tuan walked to the door.

"Ma Tuan?" Zhao De called.

He walked towards the door.
Chapter completed!