"Is this Rooster Mountain?"
The overwhelming sense of yin energy started led Jiang Qiao.
Upon closer inspection, I gasped in shock.
When we were on the way, the mountain didn't seem so intimidating from a distance. But as we got closer, we realized it wasn't a mountain at all; it was practically a pillar piercing the clouds!
I wonder if we encountered some kind of illusion on the way.
This mountain is not only vast and continuous in length, making it impossible to see how wide it is, but its height is also incredibly awe-inspiring to Jiangqiao!
Forget about seeing the mountaintop; even halfway up the mountain, you'd already be deep in the clouds. Within the swirling mist, terrifying vortexes and massive bolts of lightning intertwined, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.
"The visible height is at least over 10,000 meters, so the entire mountain must be over 20,000 meters high?"
It's simply unbelievable.
Jiang Qiao exclaimed in surprise.
In the world before the journey, the highest peak was only 8848 meters, and this height refers to altitude, measured from sea level.
Even so, it is still called the top of the world. It attracts countless mountaineering enthusiasts from all over the world to see its true face, and some are even willing to risk their lives to climb to the summit to prove their courage and strength.
So along the way to that mountain peak, you could see corpses lying everywhere.
However, the "Chicken Mountain" in front of Jiangqiao is only one-third the height of the mountain, yet it already exceeds 8,848 meters, which is simply astonishing!
"This mountain is not only tall, but also large, probably comparable to Olympus Mons on Mars."
Jiang Qiao felt a little dazed at that moment.
A strange thought popped into his mind.
"The things in the supernatural world not only correspond to Earth, but also have some seemingly unrelated connections to the world I came from before I traveled there."
"These three worlds..."
"Could the supernatural world be a composite reflection of the solar system?"
After letting his mind wander for a while, Jiang Qiao shook his head and suppressed those thoughts.
His strength is not yet sufficient to verify these conjectures; he cannot even fully control his own destiny.
Overthinking is pointless.
The most important thing now is to improve our strength and survive.
As long as I can survive, I will one day be able to unravel the secret.
"Waaah—"
The horn sounded again.
The train came to a smooth stop on the platform.
Clang
The train doors opened, revealing a lavishly decorated train station waiting hall.
This is an indoor platform, and it looks brightly lit.
On the enormous domed ceiling, exquisite crystal chandeliers emitted dazzling light, illuminating the marble floor with a radiant glow.
The walls around the hall are adorned with exquisite paintings, and there are also reliefs nearby.
In short, Jiangqiao's first impression was that building this train station must have cost a lot of money!
Unfortunately, the waiting room of this nice station was completely empty.
"The train won't stop for long, I need to get off quickly and exchange my ticket."
Jiang Qiao looked around and found that none of the passengers in the carriage, whether ghosts or humans, had any intention of getting off.
He didn't care and got up to leave the carriage.
"Hey--"
As he passed the car door, the beggar revealed a sinister smile.
"Old man, are you laughing at your mother?"
Jiang Qiao immediately started cursing.
The entire carriage was filled with smoke and stench because of these bastards. Boss Jiang had been putting up with it the whole way, but he was about to reach his limit.
"Kid, be careful after you get off the train. Not every place is a safe zone like the carriage."
The old beggar's anger flashed across his face for a moment, then he spoke in a sinister tone.
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"In the train station, there are not many people who die a violent death, but there are quite a few who lose their hands and feet and can only be trampled on by others for the rest of their lives."
It deliberately lowered its voice, and its hoarse tone sounded somewhat eerie.
"Pfft."
Jiang Qiao laughed.
"What are you laughing at!" The "notary" next to him couldn't stand Jiang Qiao's attitude the most and couldn't help but scold him.
"I laugh at you for being so careless as to lose your own mother," Jiang Qiao said with a grin.
"you..."
Just as the vengeful ghost was about to unleash its power, Jiang Qiao swaggered off the train.
He doesn't have time to waste with this bunch of trash.
Where is the ticket office?
Jiang Qiao looked around but didn't find a place to buy tickets.
"That's right, this is the waiting hall. You can only come in after you've already bought a ticket."
He observed for a moment and found a door on the left with a row of steps above it. On the plaque next to the door were two large characters: "Exit".
"Let's go out and take a look."
...
Just as Jiang Qiao left the waiting hall.
The group of vengeful ghosts on the train revealed sinister smiles, as if Jiang Qiao were already a dead man.
"He actually dared to get off the bus at Rooster Mountain."
"Those ignorant fools."
The old beggar said menacingly.
"I was originally thinking, what if the place he's going to is farther than ours? Wouldn't that mean we wouldn't be able to get revenge?"
"Now it's all right..."
"Old Liu, Old Zhu, you two come with me."
As he spoke, he looked to the side.
Immediately, two vengeful ghosts rose to their feet and said in a sinister tone:
"No one dares to humiliate us in public; this man must die!"
"Not bad, but we can't let him die too easily. How about we catch him, seal him with yellow mud, bury him underground, light a fire on top, and make him a 'beggar'?"
"Excellent, excellent!"
After exchanging a few words, the ghosts couldn't wait to get out of the car and chase after Jiang Qiao in the direction he had left.
"This train will stop for twenty minutes, that's enough!"
...
Jiang Qiao walked down the corridor from the waiting hall to the train station's ticket hall.
This place also looks magnificent and luxurious.
He looked around and quickly spotted the ticket windows across the street.
However, most of these windows were sealed off, nailed shut with wooden boards, and a circled "forbidden" sign was drawn on the boards.
The remaining two windows were still open, but inside they were completely dark.
Even the bright lights in the lobby seem to be sucked into a black hole when they touch the windows, completely unable to shine through.
"I knew it! How could a haunted train station be completely without any problems?"
Jiang Qiao's expression turned serious as he cautiously approached the ticket window.
"These are dried bloodstains..."
As soon as he got closer, he saw several streaks of blood, already blackened, on the inside of the windowsill, extending down the wall into the darkness.
In addition, there were some fingernails with skin and flesh attached in the corner of the window.
It appears that someone was forcibly dragged into the darkness.
Will there be a ticket seller here?
Jiang Qiao squinted.
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