The Secret Buried Deep Inside

In early spring, drizzling rain spread across Van Mong mountain. Looking far away, clouds drifted among the mountains and forests, drops of pure water flowing down bamboo leaves, the sound of wind and rain rustling and vibrating. ”I've been driving for more than an hour and why do I still come back to the same place? Look at that big rock, I remember seeing it half an hour ago." Denesik pointed out the window for his driver friend Patricia to see. Patricia's eyebrows were furrowed, her expression was tough, her hands firmly grasped the steering wheel: "You follow the directions, it's not wrong. Although this rock is similar, it's not necessarily the same." Denesik lowered the car door and looked at the sky: "We have to go quickly, it's starting to get foggy on the mountain. If we don't find Luu Van station before dark, we'll have to spend the night out there." Patricia didn't speak, glanced at the guide map, and confirmed the location once again. "Look at that rest area, I promise to tell you, I saw it once twenty minutes ago, it's exactly the same." Denesik exclaimed again, and finally said, “Didn't we meet a ghost in the legend? If not, why stay in the mountain like this, or are you running around the neighborhood?” Read more