"This matter wasn't explained in detail in the intelligence either," Lin Qiye said slowly after thinking back.
An Qingyu pondered for a moment. "When we were purchasing equipment in Tianhe City, I heard some rumors."
"What rumors?"
"There are many treasure hunters around the Xing'an Mountains."
"Treasure hunters? There's treasure around here?" Baili Pangpang's eyes immediately lit up.
"Not exactly. The 'treasures' here mostly refer to old ginseng or other precious herbs that grow deep in the mountains. There are also legends about treasure troves and ruins, but not many, and most of the stories related to them are horror tales."
"So it's just medicinal herbs." Baili Pangpang sighed in disappointment.
"Horror tales?" Cao Yuan was interested instead. "Tell us in detail."
Baili Pangpang froze, then turned to look around. The dark, gloomy forest was so deathly silent that it made his scalp tingle. He could not help swallowing. "Ghost stories here? Are you sure?"
"We can listen. Many Mysteries originate from these sorts of rural rumors. We might run into one someday," Lin Qiye said.
Baili Pangpang bared his teeth. "Why does it sound like you're looking forward to it?"
An Qingyu cleared his throat and began slowly. "There are many horror legends about the Xing'an Mountains: the Fox Immortal, the Horse Monkey legend, Paper Man Carrying Sedan... But the one I heard was even stranger.
"Legend says that deep within the primeval forest, there was a logging ground..."
"Wait!"
Baili Pangpang interrupted An Qingyu and could not help asking, "A logging ground? The one we're heading to now? Are you sure you didn't just make this story up to heighten the atmosphere?"
"Of course not. The logging ground isn't the key to this story." An Qingyu shook his head and continued. "Legend says that beside this logging ground