The others nodded in agreement, after all, the thighs were too thick.
In the afternoon they cooked some instant noodles, and in the evening everyone went back to their beds early to sleep.
The next morning, before the sky was even light, everyone got up and started packing their bags.
"It's 5:25 now. The village chief and his men will be at the gate at 5:30. Let's go." Si Ye looked at Nan Muran and reminded her, "The village chief said the road to Ghost Cry Mountain is difficult to walk on. Get your trekking poles ready."
"This is what I prepared for the village chief. You can deliver it to him first." Nan Muran took out a bunch of things including winter clothes, hiking shoes, and trekking poles and handed them to Si Ye. The village chief is old, and he has to lead the way this time, so he has to be protected and not die on the way.
The village chief was grateful to Nan Muran for his kindness, but this time he had no intention of coming back alive when he led them.
"Village chief, you must take care of yourself." Zhan Bei originally wanted to go with them, but was rejected by the village chief. Now he could only remind him anxiously.
"Dad, my sister and I are waiting for you to come back." Ning An's voice was choked with sobs. Her sister beside him had already been crying so hard that she couldn't speak.
Si Jinle and his companions were speechless as they watched them part and die. How dangerous was this Devil Cry Mountain? Did they look like they were going to die?
"Miss Nan, can you..." Ning An looked at Nan Muran and wanted to ask her to bring his father back alive, but he couldn't say it. Because they had heard too many legends since they were young, they naturally knew how terrifying it was to enter Devil Cry Mountain, and it was really hard to ask others.
Unexpectedly, Nan Muran nodded: "Don't worry, I will do my best to protect your father."
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