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However, within ten seconds, the recording stopped playing, and it was obvious that this was only recorded.

"That's all?"

Xiaobao: "Well, that's all. According to the person who collected the information, the sound lasts only a short time, but this sound will appear about four days a day."

Fu Zhaozhao played it again, seeming to judge something.

Half an hour later, she hurriedly left Midu with her things.

But before leaving, he left a task for Xiaobao.

……

Fu Zhaozhao hurriedly got on the train and rushed to the vicinity of Ailao Mountain.

There were many people on the train, most of them leaning tiredly on their chairs and resting in an uncomfortable posture.

Fu Zhaozhao looked through the information again.

Probably because the network on the high-speed train was poor, the big brother next to me checked his phone for a long time, but couldn't find it, so he put down his phone with a sigh.

Suddenly he noticed the information that the people around him were reading, and he said with some surprise: "Hey, sister, are you going to Ailao Mountain?"

Fu Zhaozhao paused and glanced at the other person. After seeing that he didn't have any ill intentions, he nodded slightly and said vaguely, "I'm a bit interested."

As a result, Big Brother didn't know whether it was because he was bored or something, but he suddenly became interested and asked, "Sister, do you know why Ailao Mountain is called this name?"

Fu Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

To be honest, she thought the name Ailao Mountain was a bit strange before, but she thought of the strange names of many places across the country, so she didn't pay much attention to it. However, looking at the other party's appearance, she seemed to know something.

Fu Zhaozhao rarely put down the information in his hands, looked at Big Brother and asked, "Do you know about this Ailao Mountain thing?"

Big Brother smiled happily, "My hometown is over Ailao Mountain, but our whole family later moved to the north, but there is really nothing that I don't know about there."

Later, he told Fu Zhaozhao about the origin of the name Ailao Mountain.

It is said that a long time ago, Ailao Mountain was not called this name. It was only because of a special sacrifice that the top of the mountain collapsed. On that day, many people who participated in the sacrifice never came back, and the sad cries were firmly trapped in the mountain. From then on, the mountain was renamed Ailao Mountain.

Fu Zhaozhao was fascinated by what he heard, and after a moment he asked: "There used to be a custom of offering sacrifices in your hometown?"

Big Brother: "That's not true. Before I moved away from my hometown, the annual sacrifices were very lively, and there was also that kind of sweet soup. One sip would make your soul fly away."

"Sweet soup?"

"It's a sweet soup made with special honey and grapefruit leaves. It can only be drunk on the first day of the sacrifice every year when it is cooked by the priest himself. And the taste, let me tell you, these are all from milk tea shops and juice shops. It’s not as delicious as sweet soup.”

The big brother looked a little scratching his head, as if he wanted to describe to her how delicious the sweet soup was.

Fu Zhaozhao silently remembered the word "sweet soup" in her mind. At this moment, she was even more curious about another thing.

"You hold sacrifices every year. What are you offering sacrifices for?" she asked.

The big brother was originally in high spirits, but when she suddenly asked him, he suddenly paused, and after a few seconds he said vaguely, "Just to offer sacrifices to the mountain gods or something like that."

Fu Zhaozhao always felt that the other party was hiding something important, but it was reasonable to support the mountain and worship the mountain god. She did not continue to ask, but continued to look at her information.

The big brother didn't know if he was bothered by her question just now. He didn't talk to anyone anymore. Instead, he had a stern face, as if he was thinking about something.

Half an hour later, Fu Zhaozhao arrived at his destination and was ready to get off the bus.

Probably because she was so absorbed in reading the information, she originally thought that the big brother she had just been chatting with would get off at the same place. However, when she stood up, she realized that he had long since disappeared, and she didn’t know which stop he was at. Got out of the car.

Without thinking much, Fu Zhaozhao got off the train with his things.

There were all kinds of vendors selling food nearby. She found a place to deal with them and then walked towards her destination.

Ailao Mountain is about 3,000 meters tall. The middle of the mountain is filled with thick fog all year round, making it look like a piece of cloth has been tied to the mountainside.

The road down the mountain is pretty easy to walk, but the further you go, the more weeds you get. There are even some places where no one has walked on them all year round, making it difficult to even take a step forward.

Fortunately, Fu Zhaozhao had brought everything with him. He cut off the branches that looked like snake waists and climbed up.

After walking for almost an hour, Fu Zhaozhao wiped the sweat off her forehead slightly, and then when she was about to continue walking, she suddenly discovered something strange.

Looking around, the trees were extremely lush, and there was very little sunlight shining through the forest.

But that wasn't what made her feel wrong. It was that everything around her had been so quiet since she stepped into the mountain.

There were no common sounds of birds or insects, only the occasional sound of leaves shaking, as if they were afraid of waking something up.

After carefully feeling it, he confirmed that he had not felt wrong. After a while, Fu Zhaozhao finally decided to continue walking up. At least he needed to go to the villagers' residences on the mountainside to see the actual situation.

Near the mountainside, the originally narrow road, only a few steps away, suddenly became easier to walk. It seemed to be quite open, and it looked like there were often people moving here.

Fu Zhaozhao looked from a distance and could see private houses on the mountainside. From the outside, it seemed that they had not been built for a long time, but occasionally the roofs of one or two rooms were covered with moss.

Fu Zhaozhao took three steps and two steps at a time, and soon reached his destination.

Just as the information said, everyone in the village seemed to have disappeared, and the things that were still in the house looked like they had been left in a hurry.

What makes people feel strange is that in every house, more or less, you can see a bunch of small bugs surrounding the pools of blood, eating greedily.

Fu Zhaozhao came closer to study it carefully, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

Apart from anything else, just the amount of red blood in front of him looked like the approximate amount of blood a normal person would have.

The signs of blood distribution give people a strange feeling.

Fu Zhaozhao opened his hand and placed it above the blood stain. Then he found a better angle and took a closer look.

Sure enough, it felt like being hit hard to the ground by a giant hand.

What's puzzling is how much force it takes to hit it before the person can react and move.

While she was thinking, the faint sound of bells and whipping sounds suddenly appeared in her ears.