Yang Jian was somewhat curious about the group traveling in the jeep.
Their actions were strange, and they seemed to know something about that patch of woods. Unless they were after something special, who would venture into that old forest in such freezing weather, and with a whole group at that?
Besides.
The timing was too perfect.
He had only just visited that place, and someone had come looking for it right afterward.
The group of four soon entered the woods.
Li Yue led the way. He wore a down jacket, his face gloomy, and carried a heavy travel backpack whose contents were unknown. Two men and a woman followed behind him, also carrying backpacks, as if they were going hiking or camping.
However, all of them looked terrible, their expressions haggard and their faces drawn.
Yet their eyes were strange.
They surveyed their surroundings with the gaze of something inhuman, clearly unlike normal people.
"This kind of forest... no one would know even if you died here," one of the men said mockingly as soon as they entered and saw the dark, dense woods.
"No one's been here for at least twenty years, I'd say. There isn't a trace of human activity."
Li Yue's voice was slightly low. As he stepped on the thick layer of leaves, he felt distinctly uneasy.
"The area is full of graves. Who knows if there's something wrong here? This place feels dangerous." The woman's gaze flickered as it lingered over the old, solitary graves.
"Don't scare yourself. These unmarked graves were left behind after people from the nearby villages buried their dead. Nothing's happened for all these years, so there can't possibly be an accident now," Li Yue said.
As they chatted, the group had already entered the woods.
The forest was not