"An old antique? It's the first time I've heard someone talk about me like that." Chen Xiaolin nodded. He always felt that Li Duanen had a strange temperament.

From my point of view, Li Duanen actually looks younger, but the other party's attitude and actions are a little beyond the maturity level of ordinary people, so it is natural to think that the other party has already reached a mature age.

Li Duaren laughed lightly and said something that made Chen Xiaolin a little confused. "Don't look at me like that. I was actually an old man not too long ago. I still have a lot to learn."

Chen Xiaolin looked at the other person's smiling eyes through the rearview mirror of the car and thought that the other person was also right. He grew up in the mountains and looked a bit like a Taoist monk. Although he practiced with his master, he had little contact with him. So modern civilization would be very surprised if it came face to face with itself and had a conversation with basic artificial intelligence.

Arriving at the entrance of Jinma Mountain, Chen Xiaolin got out of the car and looked back at the mountain in front of her, feeling a great disfort in her body and mind.

It wasn't because I felt a strange aura, but because I hadn't exercised in a long time. He was staring at a large mountain in front of him, but he did not know how far he would have to walk with his weak legs. The more I think about it, the more tired and sick I feel.

Li Duaren noticed Chen Xiaolin’s disfort. He laughed and patted the other person on the back, encouraging them: ``Believe in yourself. Maybe we'll be lucky and find someone soon, right?''

"I hope so." Chen Xiaolin forced a smile and kept pace with Li Duojing.

The first half of the road on Mt. Jinba was constructed artificially. Only the second half has preserved the original flavor of natural ecology. No other artificial road construction has been carried out. People can only climb mountains in relatively primitive ways.

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