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"": "It was not just the figures in that tent that were moving wildly. Through the pinhole, several shadows could be seen pressed into the corners of the other tents. Everyone was watching what was happening here.
Luo Feng's face was grim, while Old Kong was drenched in sweat, his nerves stretched taut.
A long time passed without any new commotion from that tent.
Several shadows could be seen pinning one person down. Perhaps they had poured lamp oil into Yu Wen's mouth and subdued him?
Luo Bin let out a soft breath.
Lamp oil could calm evil spirits. Chen Xianxian had stopped moving after swallowing it, and the same applied to him. Drinking lamp oil suppressed his aversion to light and his thirst for blood.
But having an evil spirit in the Able-Bodied Team was truly terrifying.
Fortunately... the people in that tent had reacted in time?
A weight lingered in Luo Bin's chest. He still felt that something was wrong.
Because... Yu Wen had not fallen unconscious like Chen Xianxian. He kept pleading, insisting that he was not an evil spirit and begging everyone to release him.
But whenever Yu Wen managed a sentence or two, the dull thuds of fists and palms striking flesh rang out.
Time passed slowly. Luo Feng and Old Kong remained motionless.
The evil spirits stood around them, watching, their positions unchanged.
The shadows in the other tents were all pressed to one side. Nobody dared look away.
The night dragged on endlessly. Nobody could sleep. Nobody was able to.
At last, the sky began to lighten.
Just before daybreak, the evil spirits scattered and vanished into the mountain forest.
Luo Feng abruptly pulled the tent flap open and rushed out, followed by Old Kong. Luo Bin dared not