The young man in front of me looked at me again, thought for a while, and then spoke, "So I want to know if you really came down from that snow-capped mountain."

I couldn't help but feel depressed. It turned out that the guy in front of me was still wondering if I was planning to be ill-gotten?

"Really, why am I lying to you? Otherwise, why would I appear in this place?" I touched my nose and said.

The young man looked at me again and didn't say anything. It seemed that this guy really felt that what I said was not credible, but if you think about it carefully, it would be no wonder that the young man was. After all, when I dressed up like this, I had to doubt where I came from and what purpose did I have?

I suddenly thought of something, and patted my palm and said, "By the way, I'll show you something, and you'll understand."

After saying that, I didn't care about the young man's reaction, and then took down the large deer skin on my back and spread it out in front of the young man.

The young man looked at my movements in confusion, not quite understanding what was in my hand.

"Come on, come and take a look. The map of the snow-capped mountain is painted on it. I got it from this thing, otherwise I would still be there." I said to the young man.

The young man held the deer skin in his hand and looked carefully at the things painted on the deer skin.

"Is this true?" After looking at it, the young man still felt a little unbelievable. After all, he had never climbed the snow mountain, so it was normal for him to be unsure.

"What am I lying to you for? This is indeed the map above." I replied.

The young man did not believe me like this, but looked at me and asked again: "Can I use your map? I won't want your stuff. I just want to ask the old people here to see it and confirm that the things painted on it are real."

I couldn't help but feel a black thread, thinking that it is necessary for these people to be so cautious about me?

No matter what, I am a human being, okay? Do these people still have to confirm whether I am a Han Chinese person pretending to be a savage? This is too nonsense?

Of course, I didn't refuse, and waved my hand to the young man generously and said, "Take it to them."

"Thank you." The young man thanked me, then walked to an old man who looked very old with the map in his hand, and whispered to the old man in Tibetan.

The old man also began to check the map in the young man's hand, and he also looked at me several times during this time, and the old man's face looked quite excited.

Then, the old man and the young man walked up to me, and the old man said something to me. I didn't understand what the old man was saying, but it sounded quite excited.

I looked at the young people beside me in confusion, and the young people also became the translator for both of us: "He asked you, where did you get this map?"

Then I suddenly realized that my map attracted the interest of these people.

"It was given to me by the old madman." I replied.

"Old madman?" The old man was a little confused.

"Oh, he is a friend of mine and the only companion I have these days. This map is what he painted." I explained.

The old man looked at each other again, and then the old man asked again: "Why is your old...friend not by your side?"

"He didn't come down." I replied.

"He has been staying on the snow-capped mountain, and I can't persuade him no matter how much I persuade him, so I can only come down by myself."

Hearing my words, the old man's face became even more surprised.

"You mean... your friend is still in the snow-capped mountains?" the old man asked again.

"Yes." I nodded.

"He is still here now, I can't persuade him."

"How long has he been on it?"

"This... I don't know much about it. Anyway, I have been in the snow mountain for nearly a year. The old madman probably stayed longer than me. As for how long it will take, I don't know. The old madman has never told me." I replied.

The old madman wanted to tell me this, but the old madman had lost his memory and he could not recall it at all. How could he say this?

"Then... your friend didn't encounter monsters?" The old man thought for a while and asked his own question again.

"Old man, do you think you are too worried? Where are there monsters in this world?" I looked at the old man in front of me in confusion, thinking that everyone in the town would not think that monsters and monsters appeared on the snow mountain, right? No wonder no one has gone up the mountain these days.

"It really is." The old man said with a serious face.

"This is the information that the people in our entire town have exchanged for many lives. There is indeed a demon on it."

"If anything, how could I survive?" I rolled my eyes.

"And you can be sure I did get down from above, right? Can this prove it?"

The old man looked at the young man around him, and then the old man nodded at me.

He really believed what I said, because the map I took out was indeed a map above the snow-capped mountains.

"But..." The old man wanted to say something else, but at this time the old man seemed to have thought of something else.

"By the way, kid, I want to ask, is your friend... normal?"

"What are you asking about this?" I looked at the old man in front of me in confusion.

"I just wanted to ask if he had any abnormal behavior." The old man continued to ask this question.

I understand that the old man in front of me regarded the old madman as their target of doubt.

Thinking of this, my face became a little unpleasant. I looked at the old man in front of me and said, "Old man, my friend is normal. He will not be the demon in your mouth."

Feeling that I had seen his intention, the old man's face was a little embarrassed.

"Don't be angry, I just want to ask, I absolutely have no other intentions." The old man said quickly.

When I heard the old man say this on his own initiative, I naturally had no reason to be angry and said to the old man again: "Since that's the case, then you should be able to believe that I am indeed not a savage, right?"

The old man nodded repeatedly. It seemed that I had finally gained the trust of these people now.

"That..." The old man seemed to have thought of something again, looking like he was eager to speak but stopped.

"Is there anything else?" I asked.
Chapter completed!