Burigude didn't know much about the green mountain on the edge of the grassland, saying that it was the birthplace of Tungus and the origin of the shaman, because he had never been to that mountain, and naturally he could not understand it without going there. What a simple question.

So, while on the road, with Burigude's straightforward personality, he couldn't help but repeat nonsense with Wang Jingzhe two or three times.

"I'm not sure if the thing you're looking for is in that mountain. If it's there, it would be a good idea. If it's not there, wouldn't it be a waste of risk?"

"You haven't been there?"

"Of course I haven't been there. If I have been there, I will definitely be back safely. How could I say what it means to take risks?" Burigude felt that he was very idiotic.

Wang Jingzhe asked back, "Since you have never been there, why do you say that it is a risky thing to go?"

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Xiaocao felt a headache when he heard it. The two men were a little too confused. Anyway, they were already on the road. Why do you say these useless words?

Burigude said: "It is a rumor, a legacy, and a word of warning passed down by every generation of grassland guardians. I have heard people say more than once, and I must be respectful of that mountain..."

Wang Jingzhe said "Oh" and nodded, "We will remain in awe."

Burigude was speechless. He said it two or three times and stopped mentioning it. He was not a sloppy person. It was already difficult for him to repeat the same words several times. He would not stop talking about it over and over again. So for the remaining days, the three of them kept rushing to the road.

They rushed to the grassland during the day, and stayed in the grassland at night, and ran to death at the mountain. The mountain was clearly there, but they walked for three or four days before finally reaching the foot of the mountain.

When you look from a distance, the green mountain is not very high. When you look close, it is not too high either. However, the mountain is endless, overlapping and layer by layer.

Wang Jingzhe asked Burigude what the name and origin of this mountain was. The other party told him that there was no exact name of the mountain, and there was no name of the mountain. He always called it Qingshan. This Qingshan originated from the Xing'anling Mountains, and he didn't understand anything else. Wang Jingzhe was speechless and said to himself that you really didn't understand it enough.

There were a lot of things on the backs of the three horses, some of which were prepared by Burigude and some of which were asked by Wang Jingzhe. When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they unpacked the horse from the back and carried it on their backs. Burigude ordered a few words in his ear, saying that he would tell him to wait here honestly and wait for him to come back.

This is the border of the grassland and the national border. After passing this end of the mountain, there is the Tsar's territory, the other side is Outer Mongolia, and this side is still in China. There are no towns near the mountain, nomadic people, and a very primitive appearance.

After preparing, Burigude did not rush into the mountain, but searched at the foot of the mountain for a long time. Finally, he saw a stump on the hillside and walked over. He took out three incense sticks from the package on his body, several fruits and a little dry food placed them in front of the stump, and then lit incense to worship the stump. The same was true for Wang Jingzhe and Xiaocao, and his expression was very solemn and serious.

This is called "Baishan". This has always been said since ancient times, commonly known as "Baishantou".

There is a Dragon King in the sea, a River God in the river, and a Land God in the ground. There are naturally a mountain god in the mountains. People who respect the mountains will worship it. It can be said that this is a rule, just like the lieutenant who touches the gold and lit a candle under the corner after entering the tomb.

There is a spirit in the mountain!

"Leave?" Burigude stood up and asked.

"Well, let's go." Wang Jingzhe raised his head, looked up at the overlapping mountains, and said something very irrelevant in his heart.

"I smile so charmingly in the green mountains. Then the green mountains treat me as if they were first love..."

Then we entered the mountain. After entering the mountain, they actually had no exact destination to go to which mountain to go and which valley to go. No one is familiar with it, of course there is no designated goal. So after entering the mountain, Wang Jingzhe kept lowering his head and thought of a very irrelevant word in his mind.

"If I saw Danqingya as I walked, how wonderful it would be..."

It was afternoon. The weather was hot after July, but the mountains were very cool. The lush trees blocked most of the sunlight. Only a little bit of light shone through the leaves. Most of the trees were camphor trees and pine trees. The mountains were covered with thick leaves and pine needles. When they walked, they made a crisp "click" sound.

"It's rare enough here. It seems that no one has ever been to this mountain?" Xiaocao said, looking at the many hazel mushrooms on the ground.

Burigude said: "The grassland here is not too fat, so no one will come here to grazle for protection. Without nomadic people, there will be no villages, towns, cities, and no one will enter the mountain. At least this is the case on this end of the mountain. I don't know if there will be people from Outer Mongolia and Tsar over there, but it is probably unlikely. Outer Mongolia and Tsar over there are sparsely populated areas, and there are too many good places to use, let alone come here."

"By the way, what are you looking at?" After Burigude said that, he found that Wang Jingzhe was shaking his head and looking around, his eyes always traveling through the forest.

"Walk over there later, let's take a look at a mountain. It's a bit high, and I guess you can climb a high place to see the distance." Wang Jingzhe explained: "I want to see the trend of the mountains here. Since you say this is the origin of Tungus and Shaman, there is always something unique, and I'll see where the difference will be."

More than two hours later, they came to a higher mountain and climbed a huge rock. There were all rocks and no trees. Looking down from here, although they couldn't see the entire mountain range, they could barely see the trends nearby.

Burigude and Xiaocao didn't understand, so they sat down to rest. Wang Jingzhe looked at the huge rock alone, turning around in one direction, and looking at it carefully.

This kind of viewing is actually not very effective, because it is not completely visible. Unless it is like Mount Hua or Mount Tai, you can look at a rough one-third of the whole picture.
Chapter completed!