The sky was dim, YuLong Lake seemed to have just woken up from sleep, and the lake was covered with a hazy mist.
There are willows and people on the shore, and many early-morning exercisers have appeared.
Fang Cheng wore the newly purchased blue sportswear, stepped on professional shock-absorbing Running Shoes, and started running along Lake Road.
The whole set of neat and tidy outfits made his figure more muscular.
Every step he took was light and powerful, as if the wind was blowing under his feet, and the air flow gently blew the green grass on the roadside.
The broken hair on the forehead also fluttered slightly with the frequency of steps.
Fang Cheng is not running very fast.
At least he was similar to the people in front of and behind him who were also participating in the morning jog. He did not deliberately compete to widen the gap.
The strides his legs take are neither too big nor too small, and his body movements are naturally coordinated.
Focus more on how force can be transmitted more smoothly and efficiently between muscles, joints, and bones.
Every time you swing your arms or shake your shoulders, your center of gravity is adjusted just right.
Coordinated with the rise and fall of the footsteps, it is like the gears of a precision instrument meshing with each other, creating a very rhythmic feel.
This allows him to always maintain absolute balance during running and save a lot of physical energy.
Then, he ran at a leisurely pace.
Slowly, the followers behind fell further and further behind, and the leaders in front of them were also surpassed one by one.
More than half an hour later.
Turning back inadvertently, I found that there were no other morning exercisers on the road.
There was only an old man sitting by the lake fishing, looking at the young people passing by with a slightly surprised look.
Fang Cheng Then Slow Down speed, switching to walking.
At this moment, I am still calm and calm, breathing evenly, and there is almost no sweat on my forehead.
His face was just slightly red and his body was a little warm, as if he had just completed a very light warm-up exercise.
Looking around, the trees are lush and lush.
There are no residential buildings nearby and it should be located at the foot of a certain mountain.
The mist lingers, and the winding road disappears into it, as if leading to a mysterious world.
Obviously, I ran much further than last time and came to a more remote place.
YuLong Lake has a very large area. Not only is the water area vast, but the lake shoreline is also winding and stretching.
No matter how many morning exercisers like Fang Cheng run around the lake, it is difficult to measure its full picture.
The weak Morning Dawn shines through the branches, leaves and mist into this Shaded Path near the lake.
Fang Cheng raised his wrist and glanced at the Sports Watch screen.
7:39, 10.24 kilometers.
At this point in time, this distance is almost enough.
Fang Cheng decided not to continue running forward and prepared to return.
During the recent period, except for the days when Sparring Partner had class appointments, he basically stayed at Wanghu Town, helping to take care of his grandfather and overseeing the progress of the house decoration.
Every morning at five o'clock in the morning, when the alarm clock rings, I get up on time and rush to the park from Hotel to do self-discipline exercise.
Then, just run around this Lake Road and start a day full of energy.
At this moment, look at Prompt Information emerging from Panel.
There is Experience Points who followed the Daily Training plan and gained skills by practicing, and his attributes increased.
There is also the latest control of skill improvement progress.
[Running Experience+9]
[Running lv0(18/100)]
The effect is not bad.
After several running exercises, Fang Cheng found that running casually as usual would basically not increase the Skill Experience value.
Only by trying to meet the standards of professional athletes and paying more attention to posture and skills can you achieve Training Effect.
Therefore, today we specially carried out the first ultra-long-distance Long-Distance Running.
Speaking of which, there is a big difference in technique between Long-Distance Running and Sprint Running.
Long-Distance Running pays more attention to endurance and rhythm control. The stride length is moderate and the frequency is stable. The whole foot is on the ground to cushion the joint force. The focus is to maintain a long-term balance state.
Sprint Running has a larger stride length and extremely high frequency. It uses the forefoot landing method to make better use of the elasticity of the ankles and calves to quickly kick off the ground Exert Force and eject the body.
On Breathing Technique, the two are in sharp contrast.
Long-Distance Running requires deep and even breathing to provide sufficient oxygen to the body. During Sprint Running, the breathing frequency is fast and shallow, mainly to regulate the rhythm and balance of the body.
These are the knowledge gained by Fang Cheng from borrowing relevant sports science books from Library.
Although I don't need to think too much, I can rely on Physical Quality that is far beyond ordinary people to achieve results that are beyond the reach of professional athletes.
However, isn't the point of practicing skills just to be able to run faster and further on top of attribute bonuses, to reach and exceed the limits?
After reading Panel's information, Fang Cheng nodded slightly and converged his eyes.
Then he turned around, walked slowly for a few steps, and then ran back.
At this time, the runway was looming in the mist, birds were chirping, and leaves were rustling.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, except for the soft and rhythmic sound of running.
In this atmosphere that seemed to be all alone, there was suddenly a strange sound mixed in, which came suddenly and broke the silence.
"What sound?"
Fang Cheng's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but stop and look towards Mountain Forest who was shrouded in mist behind him.
Wow--
I saw a flock of birds flying up and hovering in the sky, but did not land for a long time.
As if being disturbed by some unknown beast, it flapped its wings in panic, eagerly looking for a safe place.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly and stared intently.
The place where the sound came from and where the birds were frightened was a stretch of rolling hills.
It doesn't look very high, but the trees are so dense that they are like a dark green barrier, almost completely blocking the view.
In addition, the fog is filled and lingering in it.
Even though it was daytime at this moment, the depths of Mountain Forest looked quite eerie due to this hazy filter.
Inadvertently, Fang Cheng glanced at a warning sign standing on the roadside.
"Mountain Forest There is geological Danger, please do not trespass!"
On the mottled paint surface, the red letters are eye-catching, adding a bit of weirdness Aura.
Fang Cheng couldn't help but take back his steps of curious exploration.
"Young man, don't look away. You can't break into the Danger area."
At this time, Fisherman, who was sitting by the lake before, walked over with leisurely steps.
He seemed to see through Fang Cheng's doubts and grinned:
"That mountain collapsed a few years ago, and the geology is unstable. Once you get in, it's hard to find the road, and people can easily get lost."
"Besides, there are wild animals in and out from time to time. If we encounter one, it doesn't matter whether we can come out. Those of us who fish by the lake all year round only dare to wander outside."
Fang Cheng turned around and looked at Fisherman who was chatting with him, and then asked:
"Did you hear the sound just now?"
"Sound? No, you mean those birds chirping?"
Fisherman shook his head and saw Fang Cheng looking thoughtful, so he continued:
"However, there is indeed something evil here, and Strange Event often happens."
Fang Cheng heard this and could not help but frown slightly:
"Has anything happened before?"
"That's for sure. This mountain is called Mist Mountain. It's foggy all year round, especially in the evening and early morning. It's so thick it's like milk. Once you enter, your field of vision is completely blocked and you can't see anything, so it's easy to get lost."
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Fisherman seemed to be interested, took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket, and handed one over.
Seeing Fang Cheng waving his hand, he took one in his mouth, lit it with a lighter skillfully, took a deep breath, and said slowly with memories in his eyes:
"The earliest Strange Event incident occurred, probably more than ten years ago. Some children in the village were playful and sneaked into the Woods to hide and seek. As a result, one of the children disappeared inexplicably."
"At that time, Village Committee organized a lot of people, armed with flashlights and shotguns, to search all over the mountains and fields all night long. For this reason, they almost lost several other adults."
"Everyone said that the child was kidnapped by Mountain Demon and secretly hidden. The child's family cried to death, but it has been so long and there is no news. Do you think it is scary or not?"
He blew out a smoke ring, spread it in the cool air, and spoke in a story-telling tone.
"Later on, a few tourists from other places were brave enough to rush in without listening to advice. What was the result? They were also lost in it for several days, and finally used City Rescue Team to find them in a mountain col with great effort."
"When I found him, he was extremely hungry, and his eyes were full of terror. He must have experienced something scary, but at least he was relatively lucky."
Fisherman was speaking while making famous signs with his cigarette butt, as if he was also present at the time.
"In my opinion, it's very foggy and the terrain is winding and maze-like. It's hard for a compass to work inside."
After hearing what he said so bizarrely, Fang Cheng looked at Mountain Forest enveloped by Mist again, and said to himself:
"This place seems to be relatively close to the Western Mountains?"
"Yes, if you walk about ten kilometers northwest, you will find Xi Dong Town."
Fisherman had pointed ears and replied casually.
He brought the Cigarette in his hand to his mouth, inhaled hard, and the cigarette butt instantly lit up red, and then said:
"Young man, there is something even more sinister. I'm afraid I might scare you if I tell you!"
"Oh?"
Fang Cheng raised his eyebrows, his eyes falling on his slightly mysterious face.
Fisherman immediately leaned forward and lowered his voice and said:
"There is an eerie atmosphere in this mountain at night, especially around the time of Qingming Festival. When passing here at night, from time to time you can see bright stars swaying in the forest, like will-o'-the-wisps, flickering, appearing and disappearing."
"We have lived here for most of our lives, and we all know that there is no one in the mountains. Where do the lights come from? But that thing is shining brightly there. Do you think it is evil or not?"
"I don't know how this matter was spread. It is said that the feng shui here is good. It is in a special place where Yin-Yang intersects. If someone is killed here, the soul can be reincarnated immediately."
"Don't tell me, some people actually believe it and go to the mountains to commit suicide. The media with good intentions even gave it the name Suicide Forest. Because of this, the village's tourism business plummeted."
"In the past, when holidays came, people from outside liked to come to our place to enjoy the mountains and rivers, and the farmhouse was full. But now, everyone feels bad luck when they hear such things, and they don't dare to come at all. The hotels and restaurants are all closed."
"That's why I advise you not to wander in. Someone might have hanged himself in a certain tree!"
Fisherman glanced around subconsciously, as if something eerie and terrifying was very close at hand and might appear at any time, sending shivers down one's spine.
After saying this, he held Cigarette between his fingers and dusted off the cigarette, as if to wipe away the chill as well.
Then his expression became a little more relaxed:
"Fortunately, the entire Mist Mountain was bought by the Lu Family a few years ago, and a special patrol team was set up before Strange Event stopped. Anyway, I haven't heard of anyone missing in the past two years."
"Lu Family?"
Fang Cheng said doubtfully.
"Lu Family Don't you even know?"
Fisherman was slightly surprised and nodded. "Well, you are probably not from Wanghu Town."
He continued to smoke and took the initiative to introduce:
"Lu Family used to be the number one big landowner in our Wanghu Town. His ancestors were very majestic. They served as officials, generals, and were granted the title of marquis and prime minister. Their family wealth is very rich."
"After Republican Era was established, it was even more remarkable. Business was booming. We opened factories, opened Hotel, engaged in finance, and engaged in real estate. There were several large companies in the urban area, with assets of at least tens of billions."
"I heard that they bought this mountain. Firstly, they wanted to help suppress the evil spirits in the mountain and do good deeds. Secondly, they also wanted to see if they could develop any projects, but so far they haven't seen much movement."
"If something good can be developed, our surrounding villages can also benefit from it, and everyone's life will be easier. We won't be like now, just watching the mountains and staring."
Fisherman held Cigarette between his fingers, exhaled a cloud of smoke from his mouth, and said leisurely:
"In short, rumors of evil things in the mountains are so strong that everyone is afraid of getting into trouble. Normally, no one dares to step in easily."
"As for me, I have been around YuLong Lake for most of my life. I have come and gone in the wind and rain, but I have never seen anything. Before entering this mountain, I have to weigh my abilities. If I were an outsider who did not listen to the advice, I would definitely encounter Ghost Wall, and I would not be able to get out..."
Before he finished speaking, a rustling sound suddenly came from the trees not far away, and the movement was quite loud.
Fisherman As if his acupuncture points were tapped, his words stopped suddenly and his face suddenly turned pale.
The fingers holding Cigarette couldn't help but tremble, and the cigarette ash fell straight down.
He widened his eyes and stared in the direction of the trees where there was no road at all.
Fang Cheng Seeing this, all the muscles in his body subconsciously tensed up, preparing to deal with emergencies.
In the blink of an eye, several figures suddenly emerged from the bushes and jumped onto the runway one after another like wild boars.
But it was three men wearing jackets and Camouflage Uniform.
His clothes were disheveled, his hair was messy, his face and clothes were covered with dirt and grass clippings, and he looked miserable.
There seems to be blood stains...
No, they have guns in their hands and Dagger on their waists.
When he looked up, his eyes were so cold that it made people shudder.
Fisherman The more carefully I look at it, the more frightened I become.
Where did these guys come from? They couldn't have stayed in the mountain last night, right? Could it be Wanted Criminal hiding here?
The two sides looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.
Fisherman quietly took a few steps back, glanced at Fang Cheng who seemed stunned, and turned around to run away.
Suddenly, a deep roar sounded:
"Stop, run again, I'll shoot!"