Chapter 235

At dawn.

In the thin fog.

A team of men left the town on foot and headed north.

It took them two hours to step across the plains covered with red thorns and reach the entrance of the fog shadow mountains.

At that time, the sun was rising.

There is a panoramic view of the plain.

But after entering the mountain.

Visibility decreased significantly.

Even Roger's real vision lost its effect in the face of the strange mist.

"It's the power of personality..."

Roger followed Roddick step by step.

On the surface, it seems to be dedicated.

In fact, he didn't want to lose the only guide in the team.

The composition of this team is relatively complex.

Except for a group of men with untidy clothes and unknown origins.

The rest were temporary guards recruited by Roddick in the town.

Their duty is to escort the old man back and forth between "Wushan town" and "drovas".

But it was the old man himself who led the way.

"Those who don't want to die follow closely!"

"After entering the mountain, no matter what happens, don't stop; the situation in the mountain is very complex. Once you lose it, you will be lost forever!"

"For the next five days, we will arrive at the" shelter "along the way before dark every day, so no one will hold me back..."

This is the old man's repeated advice before departure.

The sixth sense tells Roger.

Roddick did not exaggerate.

Fog Shadow Mountain really has a long history.

He heard it from Alan the Tauren——

It is said that many years ago, a practitioner of the kingdom of God who specialized in the "fog personality" died here.

I don't know why.

The kingdom of God did not collapse after the death of its master.

But with this mountain into one.

This leads to strange things often happening in the mountains.

Before drovas was established.

This mountain range is the real place of extinction.

In such places.

Without a guide is a dead end.

So Roger didn't dare to raise it.

He followed the old man closely.

Because it's too tight.

Several times he could detect the strange eyes of others.

Roger didn't care about it at all.

At this stage.

He just wants to enter drovas safely.

Then there is the stage of acting according to circumstances.

Although the queen asked him to investigate the abnormal conditions in that city.

But she also mentioned that there are a large number of "evil ghost crows" in drovas.

This made it difficult for Roger to prioritize the investigation task.

"I hope all the crows in drovas are evil ghost crows, and the ordinary crows mixed next to Jinghu Lake are too annoying..."

With such thoughts.

Roger successfully spent his first day in the mountain.

Before the evening.

On the foggy trail.

Roddick suddenly shouted:

"Stop!"

Then he ran to the front wall alone and touched it for a long time.

cracking.

In a flourishing weed.

The old man ripped open the entrance of a cave.

He stood at the mouth of the cave and sniffed.

After a while, he said with satisfaction:

"Go in."

"Spend the night here tonight."

The voice fell.

Roddick slipped in carelessly.

The next moment.

More than 30 young men left in the caravan also followed.

Night fell.

Great darkness enveloped everything.

Only the hole showed a little fire.

Roddick lit a bonfire in the deepest part of the cave and ordered that only one place be lit.

So except for the guards who were responsible for guarding the cave entrance, the others unconsciously leaned over.

The temperature in the mountains is not cold.

But the high humidity still makes people feel uncomfortable.

The surrounding environment is very quiet.

Only if there is no strange cry along the hole to everyone's ears.

in limine.

People can stand it.

But in the second half of the night, everyone was woken up by the noise.

Roddick is no exception.

His sleep looked bad. Looking at the dignified faces of the people, the old man scolded:

"Don't look like you're going to have a fucking accident."

"Hearing these cries means we are safe."

Everyone was puzzled.

A young guard asked:

"Mr. Roddick, what is the source of that strange cry?"

Roddick lit a cigarette.

After three hard breaths, the old man's spirit rose.

He looked around the crowd and snorted:

"What else can it be, crow!"

"Forget it, anyway, I have no chance to sleep today."

"For the sake of you guys not causing me trouble, I'll tell you the origin of the crows near the fog shadow mountains..."

As soon as it comes out.

Everyone's attention was drawn.

As a result, the old man grinned and puffed for a long time, then bared his teeth and said:

"Surely you haven't heard the story of" crow stealing the sun "

"Crows are ominous in the customs of the southern Three Kingdoms; but in the myth of the kawasi people, crows are the right and left hands of the creator God and the God of goodness most worshipped by the kawasi people..."

Hear here.

Rogerton, who was originally a little absent-minded, had a movement in his heart!

Don't tell this story about the aborigines of Queenan.

I haven't even heard of him as a jumper!

"Is it true that my killing of crows has something to do with the myth of kawasi people?"

So he listened carefully.

In the old man's constipated narration.

Roger roughly understood what happened to "crow stealing the day".

In the myth of the kavas.

At beginning of the world, there was no sunlight.

People live in darkness all day long.

We can only rely on those things that emit dim light to see each other.

In the dark.

People are always close.

The creator God thought it was good.

Because only can't see each other's appearance clearly.

People will not dislike each other because of their differences in appearance.

So he hid the sun in the secret room in the mountain and ordered his right-hand eagle to guard the secret room.

Then he ordered his left-handed crow to manage the world for him.

After all this.

The God of creation traveled around the universe on a star ship.

Crow heard many people's voices when he was managing the world——

The fisherman said:

"The world is always dark. It's really difficult to fish. I should change my profession to do other things..."

The farmer said:

"Someone always comes to steal crops in the field, because the darkness can't tell who they are. I should change my profession to do something else..."

The hunter said:

"The forest is too dangerous. I can't see the prey, and the prey can't see me. It all depends on luck. I should change my profession to do something else..."

These sounds made the crow sigh.

On the one hand, it sympathizes with people's helplessness.

On the one hand, I'm afraid of their ideas - if everyone changes their careers, the world will be in chaos!

So the crow flew quietly to the mountains.

It stole the sun while the eagle dozed!

Since then.

There is daylight in the world.

Fishermen, farmers and hunters are not ready to change careers.

But that's why.

People saw each other's looks clearly, and gradually there was a rift.

When the God came back, he saw this scene and severely punished the crow.

He said:

"Since you stole the sun, punish your feathers to become the ugliest color under the sun."

So the crow became what it is now.

Eagle was also punished for dereliction of duty.

So every time the eagle sees a crow, it will attack desperately.

What about the creatures.

Although they have a rift because of the difference in appearance.

But in their hearts.

The crow who brings them sunshine is still the greatest good God.

"This..."

"It's the story of crows stealing the sun believed by the kavas people!"

By the campfire.

The old man yawned:

"Drovas" has a saying that the crows near the fog shadow mountains are all part of the good God crows; they scream at night to scare away the demons hidden in the fog. "

"So it's the most dangerous when you can't hear crows."

Looking at the expression of disbelief on most people's faces.

The old man snorted again:

"But things are different now."

"The evil spirits that came out of nowhere attached to some crows, which made my experience not so useful."

"In short, stay away from the crow all the way. Don't provoke the evil spirit crow or the good God crow!"

Everyone nodded.

At this time.

Roger slowly asked:

"Is there a way to distinguish the evil spirit crow from the good God crow?"

The old man gave him a surprised look.

Immediately a sly smile:

"Of course."

"But that's not a free story."

Roger smiled and said nothing.

That's it.

Everyone chatted around the campfire for most of the night.

The strange cry outside the cave also lasted all night.

At dawn.

In Roddick's cursed urging voice.

The party yawned and set off again.

This day.

The caravan moved much slower.

On the one hand, everyone didn't sleep last night, on the other hand, the mountain road was much rugged.

Catwalks have become standard.

All the way.

The old man scolded fiercely.

Everyone is in a hurry.

Finally, I found a second shelter when the last ray of sunshine disappeared on the mountain.

The second night.

Thick fog rose outside the cave.

They can still hear crows.

The old man is very sleepy.

Unexpectedly, he fell asleep against the cry.

Fortunately, nothing happened overnight.

During the day, I was in a hurry.

On the third night.

In a cave that Roddick called a "shelter".

Everyone's expression was somewhat uncomfortable.

Because it's too quiet.

"Where's the crow?"

By the campfire.

The little guard couldn't help asking.

The old man slept all night, and his spirit was much better.

He leaned against the mountain wall, lit a cigarette and smoked silently. After a while, he said:

"It may not be so safe tonight."

"But don't be too nervous. Generally speaking, the shelter is safe. Just keep reasonable vigilance."

"Well, tonight I'll tell you a story about the" amorous fog girl ". Hey, hey..."

In the laughter that men all know.

The old man vividly told the story of a lost traveler and a foggy girl in the mountains.

In the corner.

Roger seemed to listen carefully.

But no one else noticed a detail——

His clothes have turned into a milky cloak.

"Tip: you have created a fog avatar, which has 80% of your panel data."

Next second.

Roger's consciousness sank into separation.

In the fog.

He ran recklessly in the mountains.

"During the day, I seem to have seen some magic things around here."

"Don't know what attributes can be given?"

He thought so.

I haven't gone far.

A vigorous figure suddenly flashed ahead!

"Tip: you found the 'hidden mandrill'"

"Eh?"

Rogerton came to his senses.