As a native of Da'an, Wen Zhong is naturally no stranger to Qingchen Mountain. He even came here with his second uncle when he was a child.
It's just that he was too young at that time and couldn't remember some things clearly. The only thing he still remembered was that there was a dilapidated temple halfway up the Qingchen Mountain.
This was also confirmed in the memory of Ruan Tianjun, the former head of Da'an City. There was indeed a temple there.
We can leave aside the things that were pulled into his memory for now, the focus is on his current situation.
Wen Zhong looked around, he was the only one in this place, Dai Zhibin and the person who attacked him were not here.
As for the rickshaw, it disappeared after he got off the car.
He didn't know what he wanted to do here, and he didn't know if that memory was related to the third stage of the ceremony. In short, Wen Zhong was alone at the top of Qingchen Mountain, counting people one by one with his head raised.
Stars twinkling in the night sky.
Time passed by minute by second, and just when Wen Zhong was about to leave here, suddenly, another memory appeared in Wen Zhong's mind.
However, this time, the protagonist in his memory is not Ruan Tianjun, but a young man he has never met.
This is a farmer's house at the foot of Qingchen Mountain. The boy's surname is He, and his full name is He Shuangxi. He is a child adopted from the mountain by two old men in this farmer's house.
From the time He Shuangxi could remember, the two old men would whisper in his ears every day: "Don't go to Qingchen Mountain, or monsters will take you away."
He Shuangxi is also very obedient. He knows that there are some things that can be done and some things that must not be done.
Days passed day by day, and soon He Shuangxi grew up, got married and had children, and on this day he had a son.
As a new father, he also shed the first tear in his life on this day.
If this memory ended here, Wen Zhong would just yawn and close his eyes and fall asleep directly, because this story is so common, and there may be a similar story in any movie.
However, something abnormal happened to this originally happy and harmonious family after that day. No, it should be said that it happened to He Shuangxi, a person who should not have existed in the first place.
It was a rainy day, and He Shuangxi's son fell ill. He was very seriously ill, but it was more than 20 kilometers from Qingchen Mountain to the urban area of Da'an City.
It was not practical to send the child to a hospital in the city for treatment. Heavy rainstorms had cut off all traffic routes, and the only means of transportation at his home was a bicycle.
The only way was to invite a doctor from the village to treat the child, but by chance, the doctor was also trapped on Qingchen Mountain because of the heavy rain.
If he wanted a doctor to treat his illness, He Shuangxi had to go to the mountain in person to bring the doctor back to the village.
However, at this moment, he still vaguely remembered the advice of his adoptive parents who had died many years ago: "Never go to Qingchen Mountain, or monsters will take you away."
The heavy rain continued, and together with the child's coughing, it continuously stimulated his heart.
He Shuangxi had to make a choice at this moment, whether to watch his child die of illness at home, or to go against the instructions of his adoptive parents and go to Qingchen Mountain to find a doctor.
No matter which one, he found it difficult to accept.
But in the end he compromised. He couldn't just watch his child die, so he could only risk going to Qingchen Mountain to find the doctor trapped on the mountain.
"No, this is too long. Didn't it say that the mutation has already begun? Can't we skip this unimportant part?" He said this, but Wen Zhong still stared at the screen carefully.
At this moment, He Shuangxi was fully armed and walking towards Qingchen Mountain alone. Although this mountain was right next to the village, he had never been there before or even thought about it.
He only heard that his adoptive parents once mentioned that he was adopted by them from this Qingchen Mountain. As for the specific place on the mountain, he was not sure.
He just climbed along the mountain path towards the top of the mountain. According to the doctor's family, he went to the woods on the top of the mountain to collect medicine, but he did not expect to encounter a sudden heavy rain.
What was a bit strange was that it was his first time to come to Qingchen Mountain, but he seemed to have formed a muscle memory after having been there many times, and he knew every place like the back of his hand.
Finally, he tried his best to reach the mountainside, where there was a small temple. It was dilapidated and old. Even if it was washed away by heavy rain, the dust on it could not be washed away.
Moreover, there was actually a faint light coming out from the crack in the door, and there seemed to be people pacing back and forth in this ruined temple.
For some reason, He Shuangxi subconsciously wanted to avoid this dilapidated little temple, as if there was really a terrifying monster lurking inside, trying to devour him.
next moment.
The door of the ruined temple was blown by the wind, and opened with a "squeak" sound. A dim candlelight came out of the temple, and at the same time, a middle-aged man with a mustache was pacing back and forth in the temple.
"Well, you actually dare to go up the mountain in this weather. Are you trying to kill yourself?" The mustache asked angrily when he saw He Shuangxi: "What is worth going up the mountain to find at this time?"
He regarded He Shuangxi as a speculative businessman, and only thought that he was here to find something at this time.
"I'm here to see the doctor. Brother, have you seen Dr. Wang again?" He Shuangxi was not angry and continued: "My child is sick, so I can only risk going up the mountain to find a doctor."
The mustache's expression softened a lot, and he said: "I haven't seen any doctor, but I am here for treatment. My nephew is seriously ill."
As he spoke, the mustache moved half a step to the side. Behind him lay a child, his face pale and having difficulty breathing, as if he might die at any time.
"Poor kid, if I find Dr. Wang, let's take a look at it for you." He Shuangxi sighed.
He felt that this mustached man was also a pitiful man. He looked gentle and gentle, but he was also a guy who was in a hurry and sought medical treatment. Even he knew that he needed to see a doctor when he was sick, but he chose to worship God in the temple.
With this in mind, he didn't intend to waste time here anymore. The sooner he found Dr. Wang, the sooner his child's illness would be cured, at least that's what he thought.
Suddenly, the mustached man spoke again: "My friend, you are probably not from the village. I was a bit mistaken just now. I didn't expect that we were still traveling together."
With that said, he moved up to He Shuangxi and said slowly: "I'm Wen Tianxin, what should I call this friend?"