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Before Chi Yiyin opened his eyes, the first thing he could feel was a bone-chilling chill.

The wind and snow seemed to never stop, and the cold came in through the gaps in the clothes, quickly taking away the body temperature.

He trembled his eyelashes, and desperately opened his eyes against the biting cold wind, but after seeing clearly where he was standing now, he subconsciously held his breath.

A moment ago he was standing in the dusty room of the small wooden building, but now, he is standing at the foot of the snow-capped mountain, surrounded by endless snowfields, and there is no way to leave in the vast expanse of whiteness.

How small can a person be?

The gust of wind was so strong that Chi Yiyin could barely hold his body, snowflakes flew straight into his eyes, making it difficult for him to even open them, let alone move forward?

But he knew very well that he absolutely couldn't stand here without moving, it would only make him die faster.

Either forward or backward, find a place where you can recover from the wind and snow.

Chi Yiyin looked around, but the small wooden building did not appear in his field of vision, as if he had gone too far.

The only thing that can be regarded as good news is that he is not alone here.

Chi Yiyin could see that there were three or four figures lined up in front of him, wearing thick and warm clothes, walking with their heads buried in the direction of the snow-capped mountains.

Those people came prepared with professional mountain climbing equipment in their hands.

For medicine?

Chi Yiyin reacted immediately, and he found that he was wearing the same clothes as the people in front of him, holding trekking poles in his hands, and carrying heavy equipment on his back.

Although he was not interested in medicinal materials, he could only choose to catch up with the team when he just woke up in a daze.

No one spoke, and the system didn't even respond to Chi Yiyin calling in his mind, and the atmosphere was suppressed to deathly silence.

But when he grabbed the arm of the person in front, and the moment the person in front turned around, Chi Yiyin froze after seeing the person's face clearly.

He didn't expect it to be a familiar face.

Wang Lele.

But the Wang Lele in front of him is not the same as the old deep-fried dough stick player Chi Yiyin saw before. The Wang Lele in front of him looks dull and his eyes are dead and empty, as if he is just walking forward with a breath of inertia.

He stared at Chi Yiyin for a while, and then said: "Since you choose to join, it's no use even if you regret it halfway, it's too late to quit."

Wang Lele raised his hand and pointed ahead: "Let's go, we'll be there soon."

But Chi Yiyin heard the screams of the people in front of him: "You said that an hour ago, and four hours ago! How far is it, how far is it?"

After this person started, the other two also complained: "After sunset, the temperature will start to drop. Before that, we must find a place that can shelter from the wind and snow and pitch our tents, otherwise we will definitely freeze to death here."

"Wang Lele, tell the truth, do you really know where the herbs grow?"

Facing doubts, Wang Lele didn't give any explanation at all, just snorted coldly: "I said that to Chen San, and it's the same with you. I only regret it now, it's already too late."

"Instead of talking too much and wasting energy, it's better to take two more steps into the mountain. Of course, if anyone wants to leave, I won't stop them. Life and death are at your own risk."

After Wang Lele finished speaking coldly, he started walking again.

The three people in front looked at Wang Lele and Chi Yiyin. Although they were unwilling, they still sighed and started on the road again.

Because of this, Chi Yiyin realized the problem that he had ignored.

Why is Wang Lele different from what he saw before?

Because the current "he" is not him at all. In Wang Lele's view, he was Chen San.

In other words, he replaced Chen San's identity and saw the scene through Chen San's eyes.

And when the other people turned their heads, Chi Yiyin could see their faces clearly.

They are all the players who entered the dungeon this time, including Ah Mai and the newspaper seller.

Chi Yiyin recalled that they happened to be the same people who showed a strong interest in the snow mountain line when they were in Xiaomulou. And the equipment they were carrying also looked like that of Wang Lele's engineering vehicle.

what happened?

The last person he saw was probably Gu Xichao, and then he lost a part of his memory. But why is he now in the dungeon as Chen San, the development in front of him runs counter to everything in his impression.

Was it Gu Xichao's tricks?

The team of five turned into six before Chi Yiyin noticed it.

Another figure quietly followed behind him.

No matter how Chi Yiyin thinks, she can't see through the situation in front of her. The clues are incomplete, and the most important link is missing in her thinking, so all the fragmentary clues can't be strung together.

But when Chi Yiyin's gaze casually swept across the snow under his feet, he suddenly frowned, feeling that something was wrong with his shadow.

It seems that there is an extra piece.

He decisively turned back, looked around but found nothing, the extra shadow was just a misperception in his trance.

Chi Yiyin pursed her lips with a strange expression.

Is it because I looked at the snow for too long without other references, leading to hallucinations?

He didn't relax his vigilance easily, and looked around a few more times before looking back.

But what he didn't see was...a figure, standing in the blind spot of his vision, standing silently behind him, no matter how he looked around, he never let himself be exposed in front of his eyes.

The man was wearing warm clothes similar to Chi Yiyin's, and his hat was pressed down so low that he couldn't see his face covered by the scarf clearly. He didn't show an inch of skin in this icy and snowy environment.

However, unlike Chi Yiyin, his clothes still had icicles hanging on them, as if he had just stepped out of a frozen lake.

Chi Yiyin didn't stay where he was for too long. Since he didn't find anything unusual, he could only keep his doubts in his heart for the time being and keep up with the team in front again.

No one wants to try to get lost in the snow, it will only lead to death.

Looking closely, Chi Yiyin has a deep appreciation of the charm of Lianping Snow Mountain. It has become a tourist attraction in the past few years, and even feeds the people of an entire town, perhaps because of its solemn and sacred beauty, which is thrilling.

But when walking into the snow-capped mountains, there is another kind of personal experience.

— from the power of nature.

The snow is very thick, and Chi Yiyin's legs are more than one meter long, and they don't even reach the base of his thighs. Every step takes several times more energy than usual, and his physical strength is rapidly depleting. There is already a thin layer of sweat on the face.

Although Chi Yiyin is a professional novelist, his writing style is different from his peers, and he needs to go to dangerous and haunted places from time to time. Therefore, in order to support his actions, he has trained a body of thin muscles, and his physical strength is far greater than that of a big novelist. Some ordinary people.

When he felt tired, someone in the five-member team was already exhausted.

After Ah Mai staggered and took two steps, he fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up after saying anything.

Chi Yiyin remembers very clearly that Ah Mai didn't know about the Snow Mountain Line at first, but was moved by wealth when Chen San wanted to prove his innocence.

Wang Lele walked to Ah Mai's side, and reached out to pull him up, but Ah Mai slapped him off.

"Wang Lele, do you not know where the medicinal materials are at all?"

Ah Mai stared at him, and then looked at Chi Yiyin suspiciously: "Or, you and Chen San know the place, but you don't want us to share a piece of it?"

But when Ah Mai saw Chi Yiyin clearly, he seemed to see a terrifying monster, and his eyes widened instantly.

Wang Lele originally frowned, and wanted to scold Ah Mai, but saw Ah Mai pointing at Chi Yiyin tremblingly: "Yes, there are ghosts!"

The rest of the people were all startled, subconsciously watching.

Chi Yiyin also turned around following everyone's gaze, but behind him was still the vast snowfield.

But because of this action, the others could clearly see what was following Chi Yiyin.

"We... aren't five people here?"

Someone swallowed, his voice trembling: "Why is there a sixth person behind Chen San?"

Chi Yiyin was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly realized the reason why he thought it was strange before.

That's not his mistake at all, but because there is indeed someone behind him!

This one-way and never-turning team accidentally discovered this fact because of Ah Mai's collapse. They all looked at Chi Yiyin in horror, and instinctively retreated.

But within Chi Yiyin's field of vision, he found that among the four people in front of him, each of them had blurred shadows emerging from behind, and then gradually materialized.

Those who followed the players were wearing similar clothes to the players, their faces could not be seen clearly, but their bodies were covered with ice, like people enclosed in ice sculptures.

Because of their sudden appearance, Chi Yiyin, the only one who couldn't see the person behind her, finally knew what the person behind her looked like.

He calmly pointed at the crowd: "There are also behind you."

"Chen San, don't try to lie to me. You have something behind you. You can't go on with us. You just want to lie to us, make us think we are the same as you, and then accept you?"

A Mai sneered, and stood up with difficulty supporting the snow.

But when Ah Mai moved, the direction he was facing changed, and the others saw his back because of this.

Unexpectedly... As Chi Yiyin said, there was a person following closely behind.

The players blew up the pot, and quickly turned around to let each other take a look, and then exclaimed one after another.

They anxiously wanted to get rid of the guy behind them, they kept hitting back and stabbing with trekking poles, but they couldn't hurt the guy in the slightest.

The sudden incident made this inconsistent team begin to scatter, and they were more eager to get rid of the things behind than the medicinal materials.

The ice sculpture-like guy was tightly attached to the player's back, the distance was only a few centimeters, and the player could even feel the cold breath of that thing falling on his neck and shoulders, making them goosebumps all over.

The newly-appeared "persons" were silent and did not show any aggressiveness towards the players, as if they were just shadows, but it was enough to make the already nervous players even more anxious.

Especially after the players discovered that they couldn't hurt the thing behind them at all.

Chi Yiyin, who was followed first, was the one who calmed down the fastest.

He observed the "people" behind other players, drew their behavior patterns in his mind, and soon discovered that although those "people" did not avoid the players he followed, and did not care about the attacks of the players in front, they would subconsciously Make an action to avoid the player next to you.

"Chi Yiyin, have you ever seen hell?"

A familiar voice suddenly rang in Chi Yiyin's ear.