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Finished talking about the small coffin.

I asked Da Biao to take care of the little monk, left the apartment, and set off towards Linxian County alone.

Baxian Mountain does not exist on the map at all. It is located among the mountains in the west of Linxian County. It is not known which one it is.

I have to get to the place and identify it the way the ancient head told me.

All the way west.

At noon, I finally arrived at the town closest to the mountains to the west.

Had lunch here and asked people about the Eight Immortals Mountain.

Although I have the identification method given by the ancient head, the mountains are so long that I have to collect as much information as possible to narrow the search scope.

No matter how old a mountain range is, even if it changes its name due to changing times, there will always be local elders who know about it.

But I asked many people in succession, but they had never heard of the Eight Immortals Mountain.

If I'm in trouble, I can't just run from mountain to mountain, right?

This is not realistic.

I was unwilling to give up and continued to wander around the town, and I really made a new discovery.

Several backpackers dressed similarly to me, also known as travel friends, appeared in the town, holding a map and asking the locals about something.

Having the experience at Rakshasa Temple last time, I paid special attention to these travelers.

Pretend to buy something and stand near them to listen in on their conversation.

The other party was very cautious and lowered his voice intentionally. I heard a few words intermittently.

It seemed like I was inquiring about some kind of sacred mountain.

The locals knew the location of the mountain and pointed it out to them.

After getting the clue, they got into a Jinbei car and set off immediately without stopping for a minute.

After they left, I didn't rush to chase them. Instead, I asked the locals they asked where they were going.

"They are asking about Luoshen Mountain. It is in the mountains. There is only one way to get there. The specific location is probably the fourth mountain. No one has been there for many years, so I can't remember clearly."

After smoking a cigarette, the simple locals told me their destination.

"Don't you have a mountain called the Eight Immortals Mountain?"

"I was born and raised here and have never heard of the Eight Immortals Mountain. Young man, are you looking for the wrong place?" The local waved his hand.

"Thanks."

Back in the car, I was filled with doubts.

The old man should not lie to me, otherwise, he would not give me the painting.

What's the problem?

Luoshen Mountain, Eight Immortals Mountain.

A god and an immortal, is there any connection between them?

After thinking about it, I decided to follow him to Luo Shenshan to check out the situation.

This remote town is not a scenic spot, so why would anyone come to hike for no reason?

The principle is the same as the situation in Yunhua Mountain.

Drive off.

Driving out of the town, you can clearly see the rolling curves of the mountains in the distance.

It was a bumpy ride on the bumpy country road.

The scenery on both sides became more and more desolate. As I approached the mountains, even the roads were covered with grass.

However, there are fresh marks on these grasses from being crushed by wheels.

The van was right in front of me.

After driving on the winding mountain road for nearly an hour, there was finally no road ahead and the van stopped right in front.

I didn't drive over, I slowed down and found a gap in the woods on the side of the road, drove the car in and parked it.

Get out of the car, put on your bag, and walk to the van.

There was no one inside, and there were traces of shoes on the grass. Those people had already gone up the mountain.

Following their footprints, I slowly walked into the mountains.

This is the real deep mountain and old forest. Compared with this, Yunhua Mountain is simply insignificant.

There are no roads at all in the mountains. All kinds of dense vegetation grow wildly and intertwined, cutting off the mountains from human civilization.

People walking in it feel like they are submerged in the green ocean.

Except for the string of footprints, there are no traces of human activity at all. Everything is the most primitive and desolate look.

Huge ancient trees block out the sky, and unknown birds and beasts appear and disappear. The deeper you go into the mountains, the farther away you are from the human world.

Following the footprints, I walked carefully in the mountains.

I wanted to keep a distance from the unidentified people, but unexpectedly, they stopped midway.

Three men in dark mountaineering clothing were resting against an old tree and glanced at me from time to time.

Apparently, they found out about me.

I stopped and pretended to tie my shoes, using the cover of the dense bushes to take out the human skin mask I had prepared in advance.

This mask seemed to be alive. As soon as it touched my face, it automatically stuck to me and covered it perfectly, as if it had grown on my face.

The cold touch gave me goosebumps.

After sorting it out, I raised my head again and walked towards the three people as if nothing had happened.

There were two people, an old man and a young man, dressed in gray clothes. The old man had gray hair on his temples and a hooked nose. His face looked like a scheming person.

The younger one was in his twenties and wore a pair of very large sunglasses, covering most of his face.

Both of them looked cold.

The remaining one was dressed in black and looked to be in his forties or fifties. He had dark, rough skin and an unkempt beard. He was a rough man.

Hikers are mostly adventure-loving young people in the city. Such a combination does not look like real travel friends.

Seeing me approaching, the middle-aged man in black stubbed out the cigarette butts in his hand, threw them to the ground and crushed them with his shoes. He looked at me and asked, "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" I frowned deliberately, my face full of alertness, "I'm just out for a hike, I don't have anything valuable on me."

The human skin mask fits my face perfectly, and there is no problem with my expression.

"Hiking?" The middle-aged man in black looked at me hard, "We are the same as you."

"Oh, so that's it." I breathed a sigh of relief on the surface, "I mean, why are there other people in this deep mountain and forest? It turns out they are the same people."

"Is this your first time hiking?" I walked over, took out a cigarette and got close to them.

"So be it." The middle-aged man answered vaguely and declined my cigarette.

The old man and the young man in gray clothes did not speak, but looked at me coldly. All external communication was done by the middle-aged man in black.

"Why did you choose such a difficult place for the first time? Deep mountains and old forests are not suitable for novices." I said with a friendly smile.

"I picked it casually. I didn't think much about it beforehand." The middle-aged man asked intentionally or unintentionally, "Little brother, where are you going?"

“There is no specific goal, just walk around the mountains and choose a suitable place to camp.”

"You dare to come to a place like this alone, are you not afraid of danger?" The middle-aged man took the initiative to invite, "How about you come with us? We also happen to be short of an experienced person to take you."

"Of course this is better. Wherever you want to go, I will just follow you. We are all members of the same family, and we should help each other!"

I knew that I was an unfamiliar face at this time, and I spoke without any scruples.

Now that they are discovered, let's go together openly, and the possibility of them taking action will be even smaller.

"What a coincidence, we just wandered around the mountains casually."

The middle-aged man also smiled, quietly made eye contact with the old man and the young man, and then made an inviting gesture to me.

"If you've had enough rest, can we set off now?"

The middle-aged man led me forward, followed by an old man and a young man in gray clothes.

Invisibly, I was surrounded by them.