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The owner of the inn is an elderly man. He has heard a lot of related legends. Zhang Lie, Xtreme Team and others are full of curiosity about the realm of fantasy dreams and deepen their understanding of the realm of fantasy dreams from the old population.

He even took Zhang Lie and others to the room upstairs in the ancient inn, and showed him a picture of a tourist scribbled on the clay wall.

This picture was born in a long time ago, when people were more courageous and less afraid to climb the peak of Mount Ngranek.

The elderly innkeeper heard from his grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather... that the traveler who carved this picture once climbed Mount Ngranek and saw the statue, so he painted it here for others. Observe.

The larger, rough image on the wall was scribbled hurriedly, and was completely taken away by a group of small figures attached to the side. These things have horns, wings, claws, and curly tails, and the image taste is extremely bad.

At first glance, they knew that it was the night dire they had seen.

The inn’s owner said casually: “Speaking of earlier, a cloud of dark clouds has changed on Mount Ngranek. Some of them have been transformed by monsters, resembling the legendary night dire. Are you really planning to go to Mount Ngranek?"

Yang Ze shook his hand and said with a smile: "We just went for Nightmare."

The owner of the inn sighed: "I used to see some young people who went to climb Mount Ngranek to show their courage, climb Mount Ngranek to find legends, and climb Mount Ngranek to challenge themselves. Finally, Never came back."

Yang Ze smiled and said: "Boss, we are not the same. Mount Ngranek can't stop us. As for the night dire in your mouth, we can kill a group at will."

The owner of the inn shook his head and left in silence. He had seen so many young people climbing Mount Ngranek, and many of them could not persuade him, so he simply gave up.

I got older and saw more, at first it was a habit, and then it became numb.

After collecting all the information, set off from the shore of Yas Lake in the early morning to the inland where the rocky Ngranek Mountain is located.

To his right are the rolling hills, pleasing orchards, and small and tidy stone farmhouses, which can't help but think of the fertile fields on both sides of the Skye River.

At night, he had already arrived near the unnamed ancient ruins on the other side of Lake Yas.

The sun just shone on this vast sloping field. There is a foundation made of ancient bricks and stones, denuded walls, occasionally dotted with collapsed pillars and pedestals, and the desolate land extends towards the shore of Lake Yass.

As we walked through the ruins along the road, the old temple wall cracked through an arch with a blood basin. Inside the door was a staircase extending downwards, disappearing into the darkness beyond our eyesight. When we approached this arch, people couldn’t help but hit. Shivering.

The road at the foot climbed up the mountain. Along the way, there was a wilder countryside partially covered with forest. As far as you could see, there were only charcoal-burning houses and resin-gathering camps.

The air was filled with the fragrance of rosin, and the birds sang carefree while waving their seven-colored wings in the sun.

Near sunset, he encountered a camp of lava mine collectors, these alien races, carrying bulging sacks, had just returned from the lower slopes of Mount Ngranek.

They camped here and listened to these aliens chanting and telling stories.

Someone was whispering, saying that one of their companions was missing.

The man climbed up to the height of the mountain in order to grab a large piece of good lava mine above his head, but he did not meet with his companions until dark.

The next day, only his headscarf was found, and no trace of his stumble and fall was found under the cliff.

They did not continue the search, because the elderly among them said that it would be futile to search again.

No one can find anything taken by Night Dire, although people are not sure whether this beast really exists.

The next day, the lava collectors got up at the same time, and then they said goodbye to each other. They are going westward, they are going eastward. The old people blessed them and gave them some warnings, it is best not to climb too high on Mount Ngranek.

I sincerely thanked them, but did not heed the persuasion.

After climbing along the long mountain road for a long time, at noon, I met some villages composed of abandoned brick houses.

Guardian Nassy Kam said: "This is the village of mountain people who lived nearby. They used to carve dolls out of smooth lava mines. In the days when the grandfather of the old innkeeper lived, the mountain people They still live here, but since then, they have begun to feel that their existence is not welcome."

"They once built houses on the hillside at a high place, but the more they build it up, the more people are missing at sunset."

"In the end, I left, because people sometimes glimpse something in the dark, and no one can give an optimistic explanation."

"So they all moved to the sea in the end and settled in Bahana."

They live in a very old area, and teach their children how to carve dolls from lava mines, and they are still handed down to this day.

Yang Ze asked: "How do you know this?"

Guardian Nassi Kam explained: “When searching for clues in the tavern in Bahana, it was the descendants of the deserted mountain people who found out about the legend of Mount Ngranek.”

The closer to the target, the barren and desolate side of Mount Ngranek rose higher above his head.

There are sparse trees growing on the low hillside, and then up there are weak shrubs, and then there are bare and ugly rocks, which tower straight into the sky, with distinct layers like a spectrum: first covered with frost, then ice, and finally all year round. Unmelting snow.

I can see cracks and ruggedness on the gloomy rock, and I don't want to climb along it.

In some places, the steam of lava mines is constantly braving, and piles of volcanic **** are dotted on the hillsides and ledges.

For others, Mount Ngranek is difficult to climb, and for everyone, the steep slopes are not a problem, let alone here.

Probably because the climbing journey was too boring, the guardian Nassy Kam suddenly spoke of the past legend: "Nine million billion years ago, when the gods had not danced on the spire of this mountain, it used fire to speak. The thunder in the body roared."

Zhang Lie raised his head and looked at the top of Mount Ngranek: "Nine million billion years ago, we didn't see it with our own eyes, but now it just stands silently and gloomily."

Yang Ze smiled and said: "I heard in the camp that there are legends that there are still many empty caves on the mountain. There are only ancient darkness or terrible creations that mortals can't imagine."

The dream witch screamed like a weak woman: "Don't scare me."

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