"Why is this? Why...why do we enter this world repeatedly?!" Han Juan trembled his shoulders, his voice was sad and helpless, but all he could give him was silence.

Han Juan needs to be quiet, his emotions have reached the threshold.

Jiang Cheng walked over and asked Shang Mo, who was sitting slumped on the ground as if he had lost his soul, "How are you?"

After a long time, Shang Mo seemed to come back to his senses, raised his head, his face was swollen, his eyes were dim, filled with helplessness and entanglement, "I'm sorry, it's all my... my grandson's fault, it's his fault. Being obsessed with money caused such a big trouble, not only hurting his parents, but also implicating everyone, I'm sorry, I'm really... I'm really sorry."

When Shang Mo was beaten, he didn't fight back. He stood there like a piece of wood. After all, he was a 60-year-old man. After seeing the hunched body, the fat man couldn't bear it.

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, pulled him up, helped Shang Mo tidy up his clothes, wiped off the snow on his body, and said in a calm voice: "It's useless to say these things now, let's think about how to get out of here , get to the summit as soon as possible."

"Is there any news you haven't told us?" Jiang Cheng asked, changing the subject.

Shang Mo frowned, and said in a slightly flustered tone: "No more, I know, I told you all, I am very grateful that you can help me, how could..."

Jiang Cheng nodded, "That's good."

After speaking, Jiang Cheng looked around, and the familiar scene gave him a strange feeling at this moment. The current situation is obvious, and they are lost.

And Jiangcheng clearly remembered that, according to the rumors circulating among the local population, the Gawuzhangde Snow Mountain had a more special name called Lost Land.

Although getting lost is a little unexpected, but the people here have experience, so they don't panic. For the three people in Jiangcheng, encountering ghosts hitting the wall is nothing more than normal. This is almost the basic quality of every ghost in the mission. But this time the starved ghost's ghost hit the wall with a larger area, and the location was changed to a relatively unfamiliar snow mountain.

"Ghost hits the wall." Huai Yi lowered his voice.

This sentence seemed to have stimulated Shang Mo, he put his backpack on, and immediately walked in one direction, "We just look for one direction, I don't believe we can't go out!" He said stubbornly.

Bai Xi took a few steps forward and stopped him.

You need to master the method to crack the ghost hitting the wall, if you just keep going like this, you will just die of exhaustion in this snow mountain in vain.

After the blizzard dissipated, the sun hung in the blue sky again, but the sun shone on the body, making people feel no warmth at all, only a gloomy chill.

It seems that the sky, the sun, and the sea of ​​clouds floating around are all painted with a single stroke of a brush, giving off the cold texture of ink paint.

"I suggest setting up camp first," Jiang Cheng said.

Fatty and Huai Yi needless to say, even if Jiangcheng told them to take off their clothes now and run naked in the snow, both of them would do the same. The only difference was that Huai Yi might have to struggle a bit more, while Fatty would do it immediately.

Gongsun Zhiruo was in poor health and energy because of what happened just now, "I agree with Mr. Jiang's proposal, we need to rest, and..." He looked around, always having a bad premonition.

It was easy for everyone to agree that the previous campsite was not far away, and they had packed it up yesterday, but this time, Zigui cautiously suggested that it was best for everyone to avoid the campsite last night.

The last group of people chose another location about 100 meters away from the Harajuku camp. Due to their previous experience, it didn't take long for a new camp to be set up.

After a brief discussion and no results, the group dispersed and went to rest.

"Doctor." The fat man squatted on the ground, glanced around restlessly, and whispered, "I don't feel very good around here. You said that the starving ghost is hiding somewhere nearby, looking at us. What about?"

Jiang Cheng pursed his lower lips, turned his head and glanced at the quiet camp, with a rare seriousness on his face.

After Huai Yi saw it, he seemed to think of something suddenly, his eyes froze, and he asked in a low but urgent tone: "Brother Jiang, don't you want to say that ghosts have sneaked in?"

Hearing this, the fat man's scalp went numb, and he shrank his neck, "No way, so fast? And we saw that starved ghost run away with our own eyes..."

"I just have a feeling that compared to the previous missions, we are being attacked too frequently this time. This ghost..." Jiang Cheng paused, and seemed to be organizing his words. After a while, he continued: " How should I put it, it makes me feel too impatient, and its purpose is not just to kill people, otherwise, what would it do when it comes back to this empty snow mountain?"

Jiang Cheng's words gave Fatty Huai Yi a new way of thinking. Fatty nodded and said in agreement, "The doctor is right. Judging from the incident with Shangmo's grandson, starving ghosts can leave the snowy mountains and go to other places to kill people." , There is no hair on this snow-capped mountain, what does it do and what does it eat when it comes back? Could it be eating ice cubes?"

"So the starving ghost must have returned to the snow mountain because of an irresistible goal." The fat man rubbed his chin and said with certainty.

"Judging from the current situation, I think we can be sure that the target of the starving ghost's return is us." Huai Yi said quickly.

Jiang Cheng shook his head slowly, and looked at a location in the camp. Following Jiang Cheng's line of sight, the fat man and Huai Yi saw a tent. After a while, the fat man's pupils shrank slightly, "It's him?"

Shangmo's tent is quite special, it is yellow, only his tent is yellow, so it is easy to identify.

"That's right." After Huai Yi thought about it, he nodded seriously, "The starved ghost first chased his grandson's house~lightnovelpub.net~ and killed his grandson's parents, and now he's looking for Shangmo again. Makes sense!"

"Perhaps this old man is not as noble as he said at all. Investigating the cause of the death of his son and daughter-in-law, making atonement for his grandson, and not wanting the starving ghost to continue doing evil are all excuses. What he really wants is to survive!"

"The starving ghost has already set his sights on him. No matter where he goes, he can't escape. Only by climbing the Gawuzhangde Snow Mountain and going to the tomb of the saint on the peak can he have a chance to survive!"

"The saint's tomb is the source of everything!"

Jiang Cheng said in a low voice: "At present, these are just our guesses, and there is no direct evidence yet. As for whether it is true or not, I can't be sure, but if the guess is true, then there must be something on Shang Mo, which is something that the starving ghost wants. need."

"Could it be that his grandson stole some treasure from the saint's tomb?" the fat man asked tentatively.

After all, he always acted like this in the movies, the tomb robber stole the treasure of the coffin, and then the owner of the tomb lost the treasure to suppress it, cheated the corpse, turned into a zombie or a ghost, and demanded his life from the tomb robber.

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