Chapter 7 Snow Mountain
"You're back." Zi Gui said when he saw the group enter, "Shang Mo just called and told us to continue waiting for him here. He ran into some things and will be back later."

Jiang Cheng and the others walked over and sat around the stove. After calming herself down, Gongsun Zhiruo told Zi Gui and Fatty about Nima Pile, especially the strange old man in the shed.

The strangeness of this village was obvious, but there were few clues at the moment, and it was not meaningful to discuss it further. Accompanied by a "gurulu" sound from Fatty's stomach, he turned around to find food in his backpack.

He remembered having beef jerky, chocolate, and the like, all of which he loved to eat.

Bai Xi stopped him and said in a more formal tone: "These are all reserve supplies. Try not to consume them before we start climbing the mountain."

"But it's not good for us to just keep starving like this." Han Juanjuan also looked hungry, and looked at the tent door and said dejectedly: "And who knows when that Shang Mo will be back."

They had already alarmed the people in the village just now. If they went out to find food now, they might cause some trouble, but staying in the tent all the time would make them hungry.

"There seems to be a basket of sweet potatoes in the room where I woke up." Jiang Cheng recalled. He remembered it was near the door, but he didn't have time to take a closer look before Shang Mo arrived.

"Sweet potatoes?" Zhou Yuxuan couldn't help but be stunned.

"Mr. Jiang, you must have misseen it." Gongsun Zhiruo said a little embarrassed: "How could there be sweet potatoes in such a place? The altitude here is too high, and there are very few crops that can be grown."

Until Jiang Cheng came back holding a basket of sweet potatoes, everyone was dumbfounded, and the reason why he was holding it, not carrying it with his hands, was because Jiang Cheng thought it was more convincing.

What Gongsun Zhiruo and the others couldn't understand was that Wang Fugui and Huai Yi had almost no surprised expressions. Huai Yi naturally took the basket and began to clean the soil sticking to the sweet potatoes, while Wang Fugui squatted in front of the stove for heating, and began to orderly arrange the clean sweet potatoes according to their size, and then put them into the stove. His technique was quite skillful.

Before long, everyone had a fragrant sweet potato in their hands. Everyone sat around, eating and communicating, feeling much closer.

Just when everyone was full and thought that today would pass so uneventfully, a burst of rapid footsteps interrupted the peace in the tent.

Soon, someone lifted the tent and walked in.

"Everyone, get ready." Shang Mo shook his clothes. His hunched body made people wonder if he could still climb the snow mountain, "We're leaving."

Fatty rolled up from the ground with a "gurulu" sound and asked in surprise: "Now?"

Not long ago, Jiang Cheng judged that it would be dark in about 2 hours, so everyone thought that they would not climb the mountain again today. Zi Gui and Bai Xi, who had experience in climbing snow mountains, also agreed with Jiang Cheng's opinion.

But Shang Mo didn't care about everyone's reaction, and just urged everyone to prepare quickly.

So after some preparation, the group left the tent in a slightly depressed atmosphere and officially embarked on the journey under the leadership of Shang Mo.

Perhaps to avoid the locals, Shang Mo chose a very remote road, circled around the outside of the village, and then went straight to Gawu Zhangde Snow Mountain. Unlike most people who were staring at the snow mountain, Jiang Cheng paid more attention to this village.

This time after they came out, there was no one in the village, it was very quiet, and... Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, he felt that something was missing in the village.

As the old saying goes, looking at a mountain will kill a horse. Looking at the snow mountain that was close at hand, it took them 2 hours just to reach the foot of the snow mountain.

Looking up at the snow mountain, everyone took a breath of cold air.

Gu Mei It's not clear if it's a psychological effect, but the moment they stepped into the snow mountain, the sky completely darkened.

Night had finally fallen.

"Everyone, work harder, we have to rush to the marked location to set up tents." The wind was rising in the snow mountain, and Shang Mo's voice echoed in the wind, blown to pieces.

Shang Mo didn't seem to have any map-checking actions. He just kept walking in front, as if he knew the way. Zi Gui and Gongsun Zhiruo followed closely behind Shang Mo, and Bai Xi stayed at the end of the team.

This was what they had discussed early in the morning. The snow mountain was full of crises, and the two people with snow mountain climbing experience volunteered to take on more responsibilities.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the wind became stronger and stronger, blowing on their faces like knives. What was even more terrifying was that it also brought large snowflakes. After stepping down hard on a footprint, Shang Mo, who was at the very front, took the lead in stopping, turned around, and shouted to everyone: "We can't go any further. We won't be able to reach the marked location today. I'm afraid there will be a blizzard later. Let's camp here."

With everyone's combined efforts, they managed to set up tents with their remaining strength.

"In order to prevent the snow from collapsing the tents and causing danger, we must leave someone to watch the night." Shang Mo said in a very urgent tone with his back hunched over: "The person who stays behind needs to go out of the tent every once in a while to remove snow for themselves and other tents."

"Then let's take turns, so that everyone has enough rest time." Jiang Cheng said naturally.

There were many of them, and for safety reasons, two people were assigned to each shift. Out of consideration for protecting the clue characters, they did not want Shang Mo to participate in the night watch.

But this old man was surprisingly stubborn, saying that this was his business, and he was very grateful that everyone could come to help. How could he let everyone watch the night while he stood by and did nothing.

Unable to resist him, everyone agreed.

"I don't think this old man is in good shape." Huai Yi shook his body, shaking off the snowflakes, half complaining and half worried, "He must not die halfway through the climb. We don't know the way."

The snow was getting heavier and heavier. Shang Mo took the lead in returning to his tent, and the rest of the people quickly gathered together to discuss the next steps.

"This snow is coming so strangely. The weather was pretty good along the way." Gongsun Zhiruo said in a suspicious tone.

"The climate in the snow mountain is indeed changeable." Bai Xi continued.

"That's not what I meant." Gongsun Zhiruo interrupted, first glanced at the darkness nearby, and then said in a strange tone: "Do you remember the hungry ghost in the rumors?"

"How does the hungry ghost kill people?" He said meaningfully.

"By trapping passersby with blizzards, causing them to get lost in the snow mountain, and then eating them and the livestock carried by the passersby." Jiang Cheng said calmly.

Jiang Cheng realized this when the blizzard was just forming.

The most important thing Nightmare taught him was not to take chances. For example, now, Jiang Cheng was sure that this snow must be related to the hungry ghost.

And if he guessed correctly, something must happen tonight.