The guide naturally didn't believe it, and Zhu Fanfan gave an example: "Moreover, when a person is extremely scared, their body temperature will drop instantly, even to the freezing point, which is the temperature at which the same temperature can freeze over time. He might have thought that he had cursed the mountain god and was afraid of being punished, so he scared himself to death."

The guide was bewildered: "Is it true?"

The deceased was indeed greatly frightened before his death. Could it be that he was just scaring himself?

Zhu Fanfan retorted directly, "I am a direct disciple of the president of the General Hospital of the People's Liberation Army. Do you think what I said is true?"

She couldn't remember whether it was true or false; it was just made up anyway. Anyone could do that.

The guide was in a state of confusion. The young girl in front of him spoke with great certainty, and her identity sounded impressive. He wasn't sure if what he had known all these years was true.

Zhu Fanfan asked again, "Besides these, what else makes you believe that the mountain god really exists?"

The guide suddenly became confident: "The slave owners prayed and offered tribute to the mountain god every year, so they could eat white flour and meat every day. We had no tribute and were always bullied. Some slaves even turned the tables and became slave owners after offering tribute to the mountain god."

Zhu Fanfan looked at the others, who all shared the same thought as her, speechless. How could the guide be so obsessed with slaves and slave owners? He had been talking about it all along, and he had been expressing his hatred for slave owners all along, and now he was using slaves and slave owners as examples.

Then Zhu Fanfan asked, "What did the slave who became a slave owner offer as tribute? What happened to that slave who later became a slave owner?"

The guide remembered it clearly: "That slave encountered the Sacred Lotus of the Snow Region after being sent to the mountain. He offered it to the mountain god, who was pleased and pardoned him. Later, when he returned, he was recognized by the slave owners, who allowed him to become a slave owner and even gave him land. Later, he was punished by the mountain god for disrespecting him and not making offerings to the mountain god."

Zhu Fanfan explained, "Could it be that the slave owners gave him land because they saw that he had found the Snow Lotus and wanted to know its location? If he had land, wouldn't he still not have slaves? If he didn't have slaves, he wouldn't be considered a slave owner. Who said he was a slave owner? After he was punished for not offering sacrifices to the mountain god, didn't the slave owners take the land back?"

The guide was confused and couldn't quite grasp the situation. He didn't come to his senses for a long time, and everyone was waiting for him to figure it out.

The guide stubbornly said, "That slave owner was punished by the mountain god in the end. He was burned to death by heavenly fire. Heavenly fire only occurs when the mountain god is angry."

Zhu Fanfan said, "As long as you set a fire, you can declare it as heavenly fire. The slave owner can then spread the word, and as more and more people spread it, naturally some people will believe it. As more and more people believe it, it will naturally become true. In reality, it's just that the slave owner was no longer of value and was executed by other slave owners. Think about it, besides that slave owner, are there other people who have found the Snowfield Sacred Lotus, but no one else has become a slave owner?"

The guide seemed to remember something: "Since then, everyone has been obsessed with finding the Sacred Lotus of the Snow Region. If they find it, they will tell the slave owner, who will arrange easier work for them. People are encouraged to try to find the Sacred Lotus of the Snow Region. Later, many people disappeared on the snow mountain, but basically no one found the Sacred Lotus of the Snow Region. The slave owner even said that the slaves were not sincere and did not move the mountain god."

No one disturbed the guide's recollection of the past. The guide seemed to be trying to think of something, switching between Chinese and his ethnic language. After a while, he suddenly shouted, "The slave owners wanted us to continue working for them. They deliberately tricked us into going up the mountain to find the sacred lotus of the snowy plateau. They had no reverence for the mountain god, yet they made us believe in it!"

The guide began to ramble on, “Our ancestors have lived here for generations. Those things were all caused by the slave owners. Every now and then, the snow-capped mountains would shake like an earthquake, and lots of snow would come down, sometimes burying us. But thinking back, we’ve never been in any real danger. There are many wild animals in there, but they never come down the mountain. They only attack us when we go up. It’s actually quite safe for us from the bottom of the mountain to here. Even if we walk out, we’ll be fine. It’s only when we go further down the mountainside that those scary things happen…”

As everyone listened intently, about to enter a crucial part, the guide suddenly fell silent. Zhu Fanfan asked, "Why did you stop talking? What's ahead?"

The guide touched his money: "Won't you tell our chieftain that he gave me money?"

Zhu Fanfan said, "No."

Zhuge Qianxing said again, "We will give you some food when we go back as a token of our gratitude, so that no one will suspect that you have taken money."

Zhu Fanfan asked curiously, "You guys need money too?"

The guide looked at us like we were idiots: "Now it's the new China, with a unified currency. Even though we're far from the supply and marketing cooperative, we still buy oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar."

She even gave me this money! She's so young, but her mind isn't working properly.

Zhu Fanfan smiled: ...She was just curious, thank you!

Zhuge Qianxing hurriedly asked, "Can you tell us what's happening up ahead?"

The guide said, "We've only heard about it. There are wolves ahead. They're silvery-white and don't come out during the day. At night, their eyes turn green, and they become monsters that eat people. If you see them, you must run away immediately. They can't be killed. As long as you run forward, you won't be eaten, but if you turn back, you will be eaten."

Zhu Fanfan and his group: ...Isn't that obvious? Who looks back when they're running for their life? Wolves are so fast, if you look back even slightly, they'll catch up. Isn't that just offering yourself up as food?

The guide continued, "Those who go ahead will be mentally confused. Many people hear a woman's whimpering voice saying she wants revenge. The screams are very clear. Some people are deafened by the sound. There are also children crying. They get headaches and feel like their brains are about to explode."

After saying that, she looked at Zhu Fanfan with expectant eyes, as if she wanted an explanation.

Zhu Fanfan: ...She just analyzed the possibilities between slave owners and slaves according to common sense; she's not good at analyzing things related to supernatural abilities.

The guide continued, "Someone else saved the goddess. To express her gratitude, the goddess did the laundry and cooked for her savior during the day. As soon as the mountain people returned home, she disappeared. Later, after the mountain people saw the goddess, she disappeared again."

After saying that, he looked at Zhu Fanfan again.

Zhu Fanfan: ...She really can't make up stories.