That night, a few people stayed close to the bonfire that had been burning all night, as if the light could dispel the strangeness.

The two girls hid in the tent and did not dare to come out, while the three boys took turns keeping vigil and managed to stay up until dawn.

Maybe it was because he realized that he couldn't deceive these people in the mountain temple, or maybe it was because of other reasons, but in short, the thing didn't appear the whole night.

The sky is bright, and the chirping of insects and birds fills this uninhabited mountain forest.

After heavy rain, thick mist fills the mountains and forests. It may look like a fairyland on earth from a distance, but when you are in such deep mountains, you realize how unfriendly this environment is.

After breakfast, a few people who carried their luggage again walked out of the mountain temple.

Looking at the road ahead shrouded in thick fog, several people looked unhappy.

"Dahai, are you sure it's safe for us to continue moving forward to the village?"

Thick mist floats in the mountain forest, making the mountain forest still shrouded in dark clouds look extremely gloomy, as if there is a beast hiding in it that chooses people to eat.

Facing the gloomy mountain forest, Feng Yu, who still had not emerged from the psychological shadow of last night, looked at Zhang Tong with some fear.

After taking a look at Feng Yu, who had already regarded him as his backbone, Zhang Tong said in a deep voice:

"If you don't go to the village, who of you will remember the way back?"

"As for the village, we can probably find the corresponding location using the mountain temple as the coordinates. Plus we have a compass, so it shouldn't be difficult to walk there."

Zhang Tong's words sound reasonable, and in fact they are.

If you don’t remember the direction you came from, you may get lost in the forest if you wander around, and you may encounter some accidents.

In contrast, entering the village is definitely the right choice.

Apart from anything else, there are so many people in the village, which can ensure safety at night.

Even if they want to leave, asking the villagers to find a way to drive them out is safer than taking the mountain road.

"Let's go, everyone be careful, there shouldn't be any accidents."

"While paying attention to the compass, you must also pay attention to your steps."

"When you get to the village, if you want to leave, try to see if you can persuade the villagers to drive you out."

Zhang Tong, who had mental power to help him grasp road information and holding a camping hatchet, took the lead and walked towards the village.

Several other people saw this and quickly followed.

Although these college students are simple, they are not stupid. They know that Zhang Tong's choice should be the best choice for them.

If you stay here, you will have long nights and many dreams.

Returning to the original path, the variables are too large.

Only by continuing to move forward can we get similar protection in the shortest time.

With Zhang Tong and Fan Long leading the way, everyone walked in the muddy mountains for more than three hours before finally arriving at the village obscured by thick fog in the mountains.

He looked up at the sky and saw that the dark clouds still had not dispersed. Fan Long shook his head helplessly:

"Looking at the weather, the dark clouds won't disperse in a short time."

After saying that, Fan Long looked at Zhuang Jia, with no concealment of regret on his face: "Xiao Zhuang, I'm really sorry. I clearly read the weather forecast before coming out..."

Hearing this, Zhuang Jia shook his head slightly and said to Fan Long in a considerate way: "Senior, I don't blame you. The weather forecast is inherently inaccurate."

Facing Fan Long, who was like an eggplant beaten by frost, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Zhuang Jia's face:

"Okay, we have arrived at the entrance of the village. It is safe, isn't it? Come in quickly and don't think too much."

While Fan Long was confused and ecstatic, Zhuang Jia didn't know what to think. He mustered up the courage to hold Fan Long and walk towards the village.

The air is filled with the sour smell of love.

However, before the two of them had walked a few steps, a large number of villagers suddenly rushed out of the thick fog, holding manure forks, hoes, shovels and other farm tools in their hands, looking at everyone with eager eyes.

"stop!"

"Don't come here!"

"We won't be polite if you come here again!"

While the villagers were waving farm tools and showing off their power, Zhang Tong could clearly see the fear hidden behind their fierce expressions.

After making a gesture towards Feng Yu, Feng Yu took a few steps forward with a forced smile on his face:

"Hello, uncles and uncles, we are college students here for a hike."

"The fog is so thick that we can't even go back. Do you think you can let us stay in the village until the weather clears?"

"By the way, my classmate is Liu Yuhang, he is from this village."

As he said this, Feng Yu seemed to have thought of something, took off his backpack, quickly took out his student ID card, and showed it to all the villagers.

"Look, this is my student ID card!"

In the center of the villagers, an old man with white hair squinted at Feng Yu's student ID card, and then pointed his eyes at a middle-aged man.

The man received the old man's signal and took a few steps forward to hold Feng Yu's hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"If you have something to say, please say it, but don't do anything!"

Being grabbed by the calloused, strong hand, Feng Yu struggled crazily.

Soon, the man let go of Feng Yu and whispered to the old man: "My hands are warm, they shouldn't be those things."

Hearing this, the old man looked at Zhang Tong and others suspiciously: "Are you really the classmate of that kid from Yuhang?"

When the upright Fan Long heard this, he quickly said: "Not all of us are classmates, but we are all from the same school."

"By the way, this kid is not from our school, but he still hangs out with us." As he said that, Fan Long pointed at Zhang Tong, who was fully armed.

The old man was silent for a moment, then took out his pipe, lit it slowly, and finally sighed:

"Hey, why do you kids have to run into the mountains and forests?"

"The village has not been peaceful recently. There are tigers who are harming people. You... oh, you are so ignorant!"

"But since you are all college students from the city, and this heavy fog has closed the mountains... you should stay in the village first, and I will drive you out when the fog lifts."

Tiger?

The old man's words made Feng Yu and others stunned.

Isn't he a mandrill? How did he become a tiger?

With such doubts, Feng Yu and others looked at Zhang Tong subconsciously, and Zhang Tong also looked surprised.

While following the group of villagers into the village, Zhang Tong thought for a while and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, is there a tiger in this village? Isn't it a mandrill?"

Hearing this, the old man took a deep look at Zhang Tong, and then shook his head:

"Did you listen to what the kid from Yuhang said? At first we thought it was a mandrill that was causing harm."

"But now...it is definitely the tiger that is causing harm to people. The tiger's voice can be heard in the village these days."

Zhang Tong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then showed a look of fear on his face.
Chapter completed!