Chen Feng hadn't taken the mountain path, so he hadn't met anyone along the way. The monsters had already vanished to who knew where before he arrived.
Soon, Chen Feng reached a road at the foot of the mountain. He laid Zhang Fu on the ground and returned to his original appearance. Then he found a stream, stripped off his tattered clothes, and washed himself thoroughly.
Afterward, he returned to Zhang Fu and opened his bundle. Sure enough, it contained a clean set of clothes. He put them on.
They didn't fit very well, but they were much better than going around naked.
"Young Master Xiaoyao, why are you wearing my clothes? Wait, where's the toad demon?!" Just as Chen Feng was wondering whether to wake Zhang Fu or light a campfire and let him wake naturally, Zhang Fu suddenly shouted.
"You fainted when you encountered the toad demon, so I carried you down the mountain and ran. It seemed to have had its fill, because it didn't chase us." Zhang Fu had passed out as soon as he encountered the toad demon, so he didn't know he'd been poisoned. Chen Feng didn't mention it.
"So we're at the foot of the mountain? Thank heavens! There really was a monster up there. I'd better not take the mountain path on the way back." Hearing Chen Feng's explanation, Zhang Fu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
"Hey, Young Master Xiaoyao, why are you wearing my clothes?"
"I was in such a rush to get down the mountain that I ran through the woods and tore my clothes. I took the liberty of changing into yours. You don't mind, do you?"
As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, Zhang Fu opened his bundle and checked it carefully. Seeing that only one