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The route this time was organized by Feng Wuhen, who planned to take advantage of the May Day holiday for a three-day trek across Chi Yun Mountain.
Among the six participants, only Wuchang Ghost was a newcomer. His first post after registering on the forum was to sign up for the Chi Yun Mountain trip.
Most of the time, he lurked silently on the forum, browsing without ever speaking up.
The journey promised a rich variety of landscapes, including high mountains, canyons, and primeval forests, with reports of several untouched areas that had never been explored by anyone.
Although the difficulty of this trek was not particularly high, the long distance and unknown routes added an adventurous element to the expedition.
On the first day, they crossed a mountain peak and traversed a canyon, struggling through a rocky thicket for quite some time before finally reaching the edge of the primeval forest.
There was a crystal-clear stream here, with colorful and unknown wildflowers blooming on the grassy banks. The scenery was pleasant and the air fresh.
By this time, dusk had fallen; the last rays of the setting sun gradually faded away, and a chill crept through the dense forest. Occasional bird calls echoed in the stillness, adding to the depth of the surroundings.
With a command from Feng Wuhen, everyone began to set up camp, preparing for their journey through the forest the next day.
Exhausted from their trek, thoughts of tomorrow's even more arduous journey weighed heavily on them. As a result, cooking dinner was done in a hurried manner, lacking the usual relaxed and lively atmosphere.
As night fell, the cold light of the moon enveloped their small campsite. A few stars were sparsely scattered across the sky, emitting a dim glow.
Ming Ming Liang did not take out her own tent but instead followed Scar Monkey with her sleeping bag in tow, playfully asking to share his tent. With a pitiful expression, she said, "Monkey, when it gets dark, I feel even stronger about this."
Scar Monkey asked in confusion, "What do you mean by that?"
Ming Ming Liang frowned and said seriously, "It's the feeling of being followed. During the day, I really saw a white shadow. It was definitely not an illusion. Since we entered the mountains, it has been following us. But every time I turned around to look, it would run away. I've only seen it twice."
In fact, during lunch, Scar Monkey had also heard strange noises coming from the bushes behind him.
To bolster his courage, he suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, "Who is it? Who's been following us? Step out and show me what you've got!"
The surroundings fell into silence; aside from the sound of the wind and birds chirping, there was no response.
Not only did Scar Monkey fail to gain courage, but he was also startled by his own abrupt voice!
Ming Ming Liang had long since hidden inside Scar Monkey's tent, while the others returned to their own tents.
At this moment, Scar Monkey felt a bit scared himself and didn't dare to stay alone. He thought to himself that if things were going to be chaotic, then so be it.
Just as he was about to enter the tent, he hesitated for a moment and turned back toward the river nearby, bending down to pick up a fairly large pebble.
As he straightened up, he felt a warm breath brush against the back of his neck. He could clearly feel his sweat-soaked hair sticking to his skin from this warmth, which made him itch.
This warmth definitely came from some creature's breath, and at this very moment, that creature was less than a foot behind him.
Scar Monkey's spine instantly stiffened. He struggled to suppress his trembling jaw and slowly turned his gaze toward the small river.
The moonlight was hauntingly beautiful, and in the reflection of the small river, he could vaguely see his own figure. Behind him, there was indeed a blurred shadow slowly closing in on him.
Just moments ago, he had witnessed his teammates entering the tent. Could this shadow be emerging from the primordial forest?
As he watched the dark figure draw nearer in the water's reflection, Scar Monkey's legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
The presence of the shadow grew closer, a chilling breath brushing against the back of his neck. He saw the dark figure reaching out a hand towards him in the reflection.
"Ah!!!" The moment the shadow touched his shoulder, Scar Monkey could no longer contain himself and let out a terrified scream! He spun around abruptly.
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