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Second instinctively wiped the beads of sweat from his brow, his face slightly pale. He murmured, "Could it be that I've encountered a ghost again?"
At that moment, the aroma of roasted rabbit prepared by Seven began to waft through the air.
Seven called a few people over to eat.
However, Second still seemed somewhat distracted. He felt that something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
With suspicion lingering in his mind, Second sat down. Seven quickly cut a piece of meat and handed it to him.
Second wasn't paying attention and burned his hand, shaking it out of reflex.
Seeing Second like this, Seven remarked, "Hey, Second, you’re not possessed, are you?" With that, the other two also turned their attention to Second.
They all shared a mutual certainty about this suspicion. Second glared at them and said, "I’m not possessed! My mind is clear."
Seven seemed to understand and replied, "That's true!"
With a troubled expression on his face, Second added, "But I keep feeling like there's a voice circling my head calling me."
After hearing Second's words, Third asked, "Can you tell where that voice is coming from, Second?"
Second responded, "My head is spinning," and pointed in a direction. "It's right over there."
It was directly behind where Second was sitting.
According to the mountain's orientation, it should be in the southeast direction.
As time passed, the mist began to slowly dissipate, increasing visibility. Third said, "Follow the sound, Second. We'll go with you and see what it is."
Second nodded but felt hungry. After they finished eating and tidied up a bit, they followed Second in that direction.
The voice continued to echo in Second's ears, sometimes resembling First, then shifting to that of a woman, and at other times sounding like a child crying. There were also moans mixed in.
Second moved forward, following the sounds in their mind. The three behind closely followed. After walking for what seemed like several hundred meters, Second remarked, "The sound seems to be getting closer."
Everyone's hearts tightened as they pressed on for another few dozen meters. Second muttered that they should be nearing the source. With that, they quickened their pace.
Just as Second was about to take another step, the sound suddenly vanished. Second paused, standing still.
The three behind thought something had happened to Second, and hurriedly rushed forward. Second shook their head and said to them, "The sound is gone."
The others were taken aback. Third surveyed the surrounding environment; the mist here seemed thicker than before, limiting visibility to just a few meters.
Second spoke with relief, "Damn it, finally rid of that ghostly noise."
Seven glanced at Second's complexion, which was slowly returning to normal. "Could the mystery lie in this area?" they asked.
Second exhaled a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Seven asked, "Ergou Master, do you see any issues with the feng shui in this area?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Er Gou shook his head and replied, "The mist is too thick; I can't make a judgment." It felt like they were in a closed-off space where sunlight could not penetrate at all, creating a somewhat chilly and damp atmosphere.
Moreover, the vegetation here appeared different from elsewhere, giving off an unusually clean and orderly vibe. There were no tangled vines or rampant growth; only towering trees stood tall, some large enough for one or two people to embrace.
The air felt somewhat thick as well, likely due to the heavy humidity.
Now that Second had recovered, they took some time to observe the forest around them.
At that moment, Third suggested, "Second, why don't you step back and see if the sound returns?"
Hearing this, Second retreated a bit—about ten meters—but it was already difficult to make out their features. Second ran forward again and said, "The sound hasn't returned."
"Looks like they really have disappeared," Third muttered to himself. But what was so peculiar about this place? Aside from the mist, there seemed to be nothing unusual.
After a while of searching, they found no signs of anything amiss. Just as they were about to turn back, Second spoke up, "Since we've come this far, we shouldn't go back now."
The others agreed; it made sense. After all, they had no idea where the altar was, and wandering around aimlessly wouldn't help.
However, the mist was so thick that if they strayed too far from each other, they would lose sight of one another. Before setting out, they had discussed not letting the distance between them grow too great.
Now, they had no clear sense of their surroundings, as if they were in a newly formed chaotic realm.
The further they walked, the denser the mist became, making it hard to see even a few steps ahead.
Suddenly, Third felt an unsettling premonition and said to the group, "Slow down."
They all halted at once. "What's wrong, Third?" Second asked. Third voiced his concerns.
"I feel the same way," Wang Er Gou added. After everything they had experienced, Second had completely come to believe in ghosts and spirits.
"What should we do now?" Second asked. It was impossible for him to be scared; he was always fearless.
After a moment of thought, Third replied, "Let's move forward and take a look."
With that, Third stealthily moved to the front to lead the way. It felt as if just reaching out would yield moisture in his hand. Water droplets dripped from the trees. This place seemed long sealed away.
The light grew dimmer; the damp environment combined with the mist made it feel like they had entered a forbidden land of spirits.
Third carefully stepped forward, one foot at a time. Suddenly, he noticed he could no longer hear any sounds behind him. Turning around, he saw nothing at all.
Part of it was due to the thick mist; another part might be that something had happened to them. But now it seemed more likely that something had indeed gone wrong with them.
Third hurried back but found only emptiness. It was as if they had never existed at all; nothing remained behind.
Third wanted to check the footprints left on the ground, but they had mysteriously vanished without a trace. He took a step back, hoping to find some clues, but came up empty-handed.
Standing there, Third was surrounded by thick fog. There was no way to find them for now, he thought. This cursed place was more terrifying than a labyrinth, with no clear path in sight. He felt lost, unsure of which direction to take, as if he had stumbled into a dead end once again.
Thinking this, he looked up at the sky, only to find it completely obscured by branches. He could only catch glimpses of light through a few gaps.
Looking at the trees, he realized climbing them was unrealistic; the trunks were too thick and some branches were out of reach.
Feeling hopeless, Third sat down under the tree to rest. He couldn't shake off the feeling that everything happening was utterly bizarre and completely devoid of logic.
Everything had occurred so suddenly and unexpectedly. Yet it had indeed happened.
Third wiped his face, trying to clear his mind.
Suddenly, an illusion seemed to flicker before his eyes, jolting his brain as he immediately chased after it.
However, the illusion moved quickly, appearing and disappearing in the dense fog as if it were leading Third. If it wanted to hide in this natural refuge, it could easily elude him.
This flickering presence seemed designed to lure Third forward. He understood that this could be a trap, but it might also be his only lead in finding them. So he decided to pursue it without hesitation.
After following for a while, the illusion vanished, but what appeared before Third froze his expression in shock.
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