"Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Zhou Tong. I am one of the seven shareholders of An Cheng. I am responsible for the development of props for the hotel mall."

Zhou Tong's face was calm, and he slowly walked towards them.

Xiang Ya and her eyes met, Zhou Tong looked at Xiang Ya's body seriously like Mo Xinxin just now.

"I'll talk to you later."

Obviously, she didn't want others to know about Xiangya's entry into An Cheng.

He nodded to Ya Wenyan.

Zhou Tong circled around and said, "There are 7 people in this dungeon plus me. Now there are 5 people, what about the other two?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a snarling male voice rang out from the exit: "Come on, here we come!"

Everyone's eyes followed the sound, only to see the weak Fang Yi pulling a man wearing a black peaked cap out.

It feels like the two of them are very familiar.

Zhou Tong looked at the two of them and said lightly: "The remaining two have arrived. Very good, get ready to go to Lingsheng B&B."

Xiang Ya paid attention to Guan Yan, who, like Yi Ji, used to be a sleep tester under Gui Chi.

The 35-year-old man has a haggard face, his whole demeanor is restrained and gloomy, and he has been silent all the time. It is Fang Yi who is next to him who is chirping, making him particularly silent.

Fang Yi dragged him and walked over quickly, smiled and said to Xiang Ya, "I just said that I always feel like we will meet again. Sure enough, my next adventure is still with you."

Shen Zhiliu and Fang Yi had a lot of exchanges in the last dungeon. He asked in a low voice, "Do you know this man?"

Guan Yan remained silent, seemingly isolating all reactions from the outside world.

Fang Yi shook his head blankly, "I just met hehe. When I got off the plane, I knew he was the partner of my travel companion, so I quickly pulled him over."

Shen Zhiliu was surprised, "How do you know he is Guan Yan?"

He and Mo Xinxin knew that a person named Guan Yan was going to participate in this dungeon, but they didn't know the other party's origin.

Fang Yi frowned, "It's very simple, I walked over and asked his name, he didn't answer, he just admitted it, and you see, he let me pull over, he's not Guan Yan, who else is?"

When everyone heard this sentence, they thought to themselves: 'It's so reasonable that it can't be refuted, but why does this behavior sound like a robber robbing people...'

Fang Yi didn't seem to feel everyone's amazement. He pulled Guan Yan's forearm to the crowd with great familiarity, looking like he was worried about bringing the autistic child to the crowd.

"Guan Yan, you have to talk more, otherwise people won't know what you're thinking." Fang Yi stood beside Xiang Ya and said earnestly.

Mo Xinxin laughed out loud on the spot: "Mr. Fang Yi has an embarrassing ability every time he appears, and I really want to learn this skill."

She had met Fang Yi in the dungeon before, and she knew the character of the other party and his behavior.

Fang Yi looked at her cheerfully, "I also really want to discuss the art of speaking with you Xinxin. After you left the dungeon, you walked so fast that it was too late to communicate with you. Now I finally see you again. I'm really happy!"

Mo Xinxin was so angry that he couldn't tell whether the other party was mocking her in turn.

Zhou Tong glanced at them and said in a light tone: "Okay, I will introduce myself and talk about it when I go to the homestay. The car I called has already arrived."

Fang Yi kept a cheerful smile and continued to pull Guan Yan forward, but there was still no conflict on Guan Yan's face, as if everything that happened outside had nothing to do with him.

Mo Xinxin moved closer to Xiangya's other side, and the four of them were last.

She stared at the backs of the two in front of her, and whispered to Xiang Ya, "Don't look at Fang Yi's grinning all the time. He is famous for his luck. An Cheng might want him to join in to improve everyone's survival rate."

"But he has a straightforward temperament, and Miss Xiang Ya can rest assured to contact him. I just don't know where this Guan Yan comes from..."

Xiang Ya was a little surprised when she heard this. She thought they knew the origins of Yi Ji and Guan Yan in Xinxin, but apparently Shi Lai failed to tell them, and Li Chendong didn't mention it.

It was like deliberately concealing the fact that Guan Yan had worked under Gui Chi.

Xiang Ya guessed in his heart that if Fang Yi participated in order to improve everyone's luck, Xinxin and Shen Zhiliu were the top performers among the current testers, what about Guan Yan?

Could it be that An Cheng just wanted to use him to help everyone find Gui Chi's fragments, but he was afraid that his identity would be known and would not be accepted by them.

Moreover, Xiang Ya wasn't sure if he had recovered his memory like Yi Ji, perhaps in exchange for recovering his memory, and reached an agreement with An Cheng?

But now, it seems that Guan Yan is very difficult to contact.

Xiang Ya thought about these questions, and unknowingly walked out of the airport and walked into the seven-seater car arranged by Zhou Tong.

It was a local man who came to pick them up, wearing a national costume similar to A'Mei's. The man called Zhou Tong "Miss Zhou" in awe, and then turned to greet them politely.

Everyone got into the car, and Zhou Tong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, quietly looked at the snowy mountains in the distance, and Guan Yan, who had been silent since the meeting, did the same with her.

The driver's name is Ya Li, he glanced at Zhou Tong, and while controlling the volume, he introduced the place to these travelers who had never been to Luoshan City.

"Luoshan City is very high altitude, and many people will have altitude sickness when they first come here, which is normal. After taking you to the B&B later, the boss will give you a local unique herbal soup, which can relieve Your pain."

"But if your reaction is still serious, you should tell the store owner in time and ask him to take someone to the hospital, and then leave Luoshan City as soon as possible."

Xiang Ya and the others listened to these instructions carefully. They heard people say that some people lost their lives because of severe altitude sickness and did not have time to receive treatment.

So everyone didn't take this as a joke, keep these words in mind.

Listening to Ya Li's words, Xiang Ya suddenly asked, "Is this herb really so magical?"

Ya Li glanced at her through the rearview mirror and smiled honestly, "Of course, this is a plant under the mountain called 'Baishanhong'. Our gods have blessed it. Drinking it can bless everyone's health."

"We also have a local saying that if outsiders drink 'Baishanhong' and still can't relieve altitude sickness, it means that the gods do not welcome them to approach the sacred mountain."

"That person has to leave here quickly, or his life will be lost."

Xiang Ya thought about it, and always felt that he was about to become the person who was not welcomed by the mountain.

At this time, Zhou Tong turned his head and interrupted Ya Li lightly: "This is what your locals say, but when you are sick, your body is not adapted to the weather."

She pointedly continued: "And, not everyone is suitable for that kind of soup."

"Miss Zhou is right." Ya Li said respectfully, as if Zhou Tong was right in what she said.

Zhou Tong said nothing.

Ya Li quickly changed the topic and slowly introduced to them what observation decks in Luoshan City can allow tourists to see the beauty of Rizhao Jinshan.

The minds of everyone, unknowingly guided by Ya Li's words, paid attention to the towering snow-capped mountains outside the car window, which stood behind buildings that were neither high nor low.

For a moment, everyone felt that they were so small moving under the silent giant.

The car became quiet, and everyone was immersed in the sigh of nature.

Suddenly, something strange appeared in the silent world.

"To the buds... to the buds..."

The sound of the wind mixed with the murmured muddy voice reappeared. Xiang Ya was stunned, her eyes gradually turned cold, she looked around without a trace, and no one in the car noticed the sound.

Again, only she heard the voice.

Xiang Ya's eyes began to search out, trying to find the source of the murky strange sound.

Soon, in the white world outside, she noticed the most majestic snow-capped mountain among the mountains—the one Xiangya saw when she got off the plane.

Strange noises are coming from there.

Xiang Ya immediately pointed at it and asked Ya Li, "What's the name of this mountain?"

While controlling the car, Ya Li looked distractedly in the direction she pointed, but when his eyes touched the snowy mountain, he blurted out a local language.

Anxious tone.

This made Zhou Tong, and Guan Yan, who had been silent all the time, glanced at him.

Ya Li said in a complicated tone: "That is the mountain of death, called Nigrahon."

"You must not approach it because of curiosity. In the eyes of our locals, it represents turbidity and evil. The foot of the mountain is a restricted area, and no one is allowed to enter."

"And those who keep looking at it will also be influenced to be evil..."

Zhou Tong took a few more glances at the mountain and found that it was no different from the mountain next to it, and she did not feel any abnormal breath.

But she still said to Xiang Ya, "come to my room when you arrive at the inn later."

Zhang Fanyu squeezed Xiangya's palm, and probably guessed that it was what happened when he got off the plane.

He stared sullenly at Nigrahorn until Xiang Ya folded his hands behind his back, implying that the calling sound disappeared again.

After talking about the origin of the Nigrahorn, Ya Li didn't speak again. He looked a little dignified, he didn't know what he was thinking, and the speed of the car was getting faster and faster.

The car drove for about 20 minutes, and finally stopped in front of a large, four-story homestay with bright red buildings and green tiles. The door outside the homestay opened, revealing a square courtyard with three white curtains on each side.

The white drape is embroidered with birds and beasts composed of gold threads and a few patterns of flowers, plants and green plants, which makes the white drape feel sacred and delicate.

They are all hung with off-white thin tassels, and the white curtains are tied on black wood. don't know what is stuffed inside, so that the white curtains are drummed into a long fusiform shape, and the tassels are floating in the wind from time to time.

Ya Li led the crowd into the door, and when he saw these white curtains, the solemnity on his face also dissipated, and a smile appeared on his face again.

Seeing someone looking at them curiously, he explained: "This is a local blessing prop called 'Lai'."

"Every household in Luoshan City has these white poles, which can bless everyone's well-being."

Xiang Ya listened to his explanation, and felt that even if Ya Li's spirit returned, he still avoided contact with her intentionally or unintentionally.

'Maybe it had something to do with my attention to that Mount Nigrahorn, who probably thought I was cursed? ' Xiang Ya thought to himself.

The owner of the store trotted out when he heard the sound, and the moment he saw Zhou Tong, he also showed the same respectful expression as Ya Li not long ago.

Ya Li walked over to Zhou Tong and whispered a few words before leaving the homestay.

Xiang Ya turned around and looked at his fast-paced figure, wondering what he was thinking.

The owner's name is Tusitzhen. After he greeted Zhou Tong, he enthusiastically led everyone into the interior of the homestay, and successively helped carry everyone's luggage to the 4th floor with the waiters in the store.

According to the boss, the crew members are filming outside, so the hotel is relatively quiet now.

Zhang Fanyu helped carry Xiang Ya's luggage to the 4th floor, but Xiang Ya was not in a hurry to go upstairs. She slowly studied the brightly colored decoration style of the interior of the first floor by herself.

While watching, Xiang Ya thought that the boss' daughter A'Mei hadn't come back yet, obviously she and her friends left the airport a little earlier.

Xiang Ya frowned and guessed whether it was the other party who went to see the filming crew first.

Just as I was thinking about this, there were several eager voices from outside, and a strange voice hurriedly shouted: "Boss, is the boss there? Something went wrong!"

The stranger was supporting a woman with a pale face, but couldn't hide her stunning face, and was walking in nervously.

And a woman's facial features are delicate and distinct, and as she gets older, it gives her a sense of alienation that strangers should not approach.

The facial features are indeed similar to Zhang Fanyu.

Xiang Yaxin said: 'Is she Qi Siyu? ’

The author says:

Fang Yi: Both the koi and the cow are me!

(This copy only draws on the environmental characteristics of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Names, cities, religions, mountains, and cultures are all fabricated by me. There is no prototype in reality, so don’t take it seriously~)