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"": "As he spoke, Long Liang rose and left the tent. Only then did Luo Bin follow him out.
The dozen or so members of the Heterodox Path had gathered around an enormous bonfire. Not only was the sunlight dazzling and warm, but waves of heat rolled off the fire, driving even more of the chill from their bodies.
Precisely because they had all had a rough night and knew what had happened to them, none of them approached when Long Liang called Luo Bin over.
There were also plenty of small pots beside the fire, simmering vegetable soup. The dried meat had soaked up the broth and was unfurling and swelling, its aroma beginning to spread.
Luo Bin asked no further questions.
Long Liang did not know how to deal with Nightmare Ghosts.
That was why he had spoken of warding off nightmares.
As for why they did not rest during the day and travel at night, avoiding the danger altogether?
Luo Bin felt it was not that Long Liang had failed to think of it. It probably would not work at all.
After eating some hot food, everyone resumed their journey, still heading toward the southern side of the mountain.
The sun shone brilliantly, warming their bodies.
More of last night's chill was driven away, leaving everyone feeling much better.
Long Liang took the initiative to tell Luo Bin more about Nightmare Ghosts.
The gist was that the first nightmare layer was what people commonly called sleep paralysis. Their limbs were pinned down, and they could not wake up. Everyone had been trapped at this stage last night.
If the Nightmare Ghost began bowing with clasped hands, the victim would enter the second layer. They would abruptly wake up, but they would not truly