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"": "Behind Cabinet Mountain Town, about another day's journey beyond Execution Mountain, another peak came into view.
This peak was extremely strange. Several outcrops extended from its base, vaguely resembling an animal's claws pressed against the ground.
Farther up, the mountain rounded out, then bent over at the summit.
Taken as a whole, it looked like a huge claw planted on the ground, severed at the forearm.
Cabinet Mountain encompassed far too many mountains. Each served a different feng shui purpose, and each imprisoned different people.
Beside one of the raised rocky outcrops at the foot of the mountain stood a tent. A partially built shed stood in front of it, with a simple stove and everyday supplies.
Gu Ya was cooking.
Luo Feng was sharpening a blade nearby.
Day after day, year after year, his skill at sharpening blades had grown ever more refined. The edge of the blade in his hand had become as thin as a cicada's wing.
A centipede-like wound marked Luo Feng's ear. The stitching was expertly done, so it did not look hideous, but it radiated a sinister air.
On the other side, Shang Liuli was skinning a snake beside a stream flowing down the mountain.
Snakes, rats, foxes, and even weasels and hedgehogs occasionally darted out of the nearby mountains.
Such creatures were common in these deep forests.
Shang Liuli had originally had no interest in killing them. Animals were only animals, not demons.
Everything had been peaceful when they first set up camp here.
Then, for several nights, they all slept unnaturally deeply. When they woke, they felt utterly drained, barely able to walk.
Zhang Baijiao had barely managed to check their pulses. He said an evil wind had entered their bodies and dispersed their internal yang energy.