The sky was gloomy and very low. As far as the eye could see, there was a vast expanse.
The heavy snow continued to fall, thoroughly covering the continuous mountain range.
A few military vehicles were stopped at the foot of Baoshan, a place fabled since ancient times to have a large serpent that became a spirit, frequently emerging to devour people. This matched what Ling Mohan had said.
By the Baoshan mountainside was a reservoir. Twenty years ago, it was designated as a drinking water source, and to reduce pollution, alterations were made; hence, the few residents originally living under Baoshan had all been relocated.
In spring and summer, people would come here to enjoy the scenery, but come winter, the place was rarely visited by anyone.
"Young Master Ye, this is the survey map," Xu Jing handed over a map. To obtain this map, she had even utilized military survey equipment and consulted with geographic experts.