Those experts' explanations are different. They believe that it's just a figurative metaphor, and after a long period of time, there's such a saying. "
Fangzheng found it fascinating. If it were anyone else, they definitely wouldn't believe it, but Fangzheng was different. He had been possessed by the System, and he had a great demon king crouching beside him. He even had divine powers. He still had some faith in such folklore … As he walked, he listened with relish. He asked, "Anything else? By the way, those experts said that it's just a figurative metaphor. Could Ganfanpen really be like a basin? "
Tan Juguo smiled. "I don't know the exact details either. It's said that the lakes inside are like basins, with large basins inside smaller basins that are connected to each other … As for how many basins there are, no one knows. It's said that there are a total of eighty-one basins, but that's just a legend. "
When Fangzheng heard that, he asked in puzzlement, "Patron Tan, I'd believe it if you said that you didn't know how many lakes there were in Ganfanpen in the past, but what era are we in now? Technology is so advanced. Ignoring the satellites, even drones can fly in to take a look, right? "
"I know what you're talking about. The experts that came back then brought equipment that was a lot more advanced than what you said, but it was useless. It's said that those machines malfunctioned the moment they entered. The planes were lost the moment they entered and crashed. From the satellites, all they saw was a vast expanse of white fog. What could they see? Since ancient times, countless expedition teams have entered Ganfanpen, but to this day, not a single team has been able to enter, take a clear look, and come out alive. Those who came out were those who didn't go far in before retreating. By the way, I heard from those experts that our Ganfanpen has been named as one of the few unsolved mysteries in the country. Unfortunately, it's too dangerous and isn't open to the public. If not, our village would be better off developing it into a tourist attraction. "Tan Juguo shook his head and sighed. It was unknown if he was sighing over the fact that Ganfanpen's mystery hadn't been solved, or that Ganfanpen hadn't become a tourist attraction and the village hadn't benefited from it.
Fangzheng said in surprise, "People have died in Ganfanpen before?"
"It's not that people have died, but many people have." Tan Juguo smoked his pipe and sighed. "That place is too dangerous. In the early years, the people who died were ginseng and herb gatherers. Later, the place's infamy spread, and all kinds of adventure groups and scientific research groups came. Then, batch after batch went, but only a few came out. Eh … eh? Why are you asking this? I'm telling you, you're not allowed to go! "Tan Juguo suddenly came back to his senses. He tapped his tobacco pipe and said solemnly.
Fangzheng laughed dryly. "This Penniless Monk was only asking out of curiosity."
"That's good." Tan Juguo nodded.
Fangzheng asked indignantly, "Really, no one came out?"
Tan Juguo thought for a moment before shaking his head. "That's not it either. It's said that there was a young lady who didn't know how terrifying Ganfanpen was. She foolishly entered to pluck mushrooms and …"
"How is it?" asked Fangzheng.
Tan Juguo said with a bitter smile, "She traversed Ganfanpen and only realized that she had entered Death Valley after coming out. She was so frightened that she didn't dare step out for days."
Fangzheng was surprised. There was actually such a thing? Could it be that there were times when Ganfanpen malfunctioned?
Tan Juguo continued. "There were also people who said that they entered and saw a stone door array formed by stones. They described it very well. But from my point of view, it's most likely a hoax. "
At this moment, Wang Yougui interjected. "I've heard of this too. I even mentioned it to the experts. Unfortunately, they didn't believe me. "
Along the way, Fangzheng heard many stories regarding Ganfanpen. Without realizing it, he had entered the depths of Mt. Tongtian.
Although Mt. Tongtian was also a primitive mountain with lush vegetation, it was ultimately too close to human habitation. There were more signs of human activity, but it lacked the unique aura of a primeval forest.
But after passing the periphery of Mt. Tongtian and entering its depths, there were towering trees that would take two people to wrap their arms around. The trees reached into the clouds, and the ground was covered in thick leaves. Stepping on them would feel soft, with each foot deep and shallow. It was extremely strenuous to walk. Especially when there were some hidden pits. If one wasn't experienced, it would be very easy to fall into them. Furthermore, there were many wolves, bugs, tigers, wild boars, and bears deep in the mountains. The typical person wouldn't dare set foot in such a place.
Thankfully, One Finger Village went up Mt. Tongtian's main peak every year, so they were already familiar with the path. Not only were they familiar with it, but they were also familiar with the wild beasts along the way. They rarely encountered wild beasts on this path, and even if they did, they would run far away when they heard human voices. Even if there were occasionally a few brainless curious ghosts who wanted to come over to take a look, they would run away in fright when a huge white wolf the size of a calf suddenly appeared from the bushes.
Back then, Lone Wolf was the king of the wolf pack. He had led the pack to sweep through the world by relying on the strength of the pack. But now, Lone Wolf could sweep through all tigers, leopards, jackals, wolves, and bears with his own strength. This fellow was getting stronger by the day, and his strength was like a bear's. He had bronze skin and iron bones, and his fangs could crush rocks. Such a fellow was like a monster when he charged into the forest! He was invincible as he charged forward.
Of course, these scenes were not seen by the villagers. All they saw was Lone Wolf charging into the forest. It was unknown what he was doing, but no one paid much attention to him.
They set off in the morning and arrived at Mt. Tongtian's main peak at ten in the morning. Standing on the main peak, Fangzheng felt like he was one step closer to the sky. As he looked into the distance, he felt like he was looking down on all the mountains.
Fangzheng liked such a feeling. He narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then, he prepared to let out a long roar to vent the frustrations in his heart and completely release himself.
But before Fangzheng could shout, he heard shouts from the side. When he turned his head, he saw the villagers shouting. All of them were shouting as though they wanted to vent all the frustrations they had accumulated over the year. Then, they would be carried away by the autumn wind.
"Master, what are they shouting about?" Red Boy could not understand what was on these people's minds. What was there to shout about a tiny hill? If they wanted to shout, they should go to a mountain that was tens of thousands of meters tall, right? He originally wanted to ask Fangzheng, but when he realized that he would most likely be taught a lesson, he decided to just ask half the question.
Fangzheng said, "The Double Yang Festival is a clear and refreshing autumn day. You can climb high and look far into the distance. Your vision will be broadened, and your mind will be broadened. The air you breathe in has a hint of autumn's coolness. Taking a deep breath, it's as though the chill reaches your heart. Can't you feel that refreshing feeling? Who can resist shouting when they feel that refreshing feeling? "
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