Chapter 523 The Sound of Opera?

Chapter 523 The Sound of Opera?

Nanling Mountain has steep peaks, and the scenery is even more beautiful.

Overlooking the entire Nanling Mountains from the top, it will give people a sense of magnificence and grandeur.

Waking up in the morning, if you are on the top of Nanling Mountain, it is like being in the clouds and mist, giving people the illusion of becoming a fairy.

However, few people know that the scenery under the mountain is equally wonderful.

Only at night, this precipitous mountain was submerged in thick mist, and only an outline could be vaguely seen.

Between the two peaks, there is a very wide river.

The river flows quietly, and looking forward, it seems that the sight is blocked by fog. The mountain peak is too big to see the whole picture at all.

Except for the people who lived here, the surroundings were extremely quiet, and the sound seemed to be absorbed by the mountain peak, and even the echo could not be heard.

If you are alone here, besides the beauty, there is also a faint sense of horror.

At the ferry by the river, there is a small boat parked, it is still a wooden boat, it looks very old.

There was only one local man on the boat who was supporting Artemisia, wearing a thick coat, shivering, and urged: "Sirs, hurry up, it's so late now, I have to go home early..."

If it weren't for the generous spending of these people, he wouldn't be working in the middle of the night.

Nanling Mountain is not only a famous mountain, but also hides many legends and stories passed down by the local population.

Most of the stories didn't sound very good, especially the bottom of the river they were going to, which was deserted and lonely during the day, let alone at night.

There is no road at all, but there is a cave in the water, which is very small.

In the past, the local government thought it was some kind of special passage, and after a few meters inward, it was found to be a concave hole, and there was no way, so they gave up on it.

But sometimes, when passing by here, someone will always hear a piece of opera.

It was a woman's babbling, lingering and mournful voice. It sounded nice, but it always made people tremble when I heard it too much. I didn't know where the voice came from.

It's just that this voice is only heard occasionally, and it hasn't spread much. It's just occasionally told to tourists as an anecdote.

Anyway, you can't pass people there, and they don't know if it's true or not.

Azu and Milota got into the boat, and Lucas followed Milo.

There are 4 people in this line, and one is a member of the spirit group.

It is a small captain, he leads the team, and always needs to know something.

The boat was big enough, and it was the limit when there were only five people. The boatman shook the boat and rowed the boat away.

The people on the shore watched the boat slowly rowing towards the center of the lake. In just two minutes, the boat disappeared into the fog without even a trace of light, as if it had never appeared before.

Some people wondered: "Is there such a heavy fog when we come during the day?"

Others shook their heads: "I didn't pay much attention, Nanling Mountain seems to have fog all the time..."

That being said, it's actually quite creepy when you look at it at night.

They still remember that when several people entered, they turned on their mobile phone flashlights, and they couldn't see clearly because of the fog.

"My lord~"

Suddenly, a sad and lingering opera female voice came from nowhere, and got into Gu Yizhou's ears.

He shivered directly, and subconsciously looked around: "Which one of you watches opera?"

All the people in the spirit group stared at him, and the colleague next to him said: "When I came here, I said that I couldn't look at my phone when I was on a mission. Who watches opera, are you crazy?"