Swish!
A little white fox suddenly darted out, squeaking frantically.
Lv San muttered, "There's something wrong with this forest."
No need for his reminder; everyone had already noticed the oddity.
The forest was deathly silent, devoid of any chirping birds or insects.
Long Yan'er plucked a leaf from nearby, sniffed it after examining it, "This place is often invaded by miasma; the vegetation is all poisonous."
Earlier, a Daoist murmured, "We've already warned the local mountain folks, few come here, so no innocents are harmed."
"Bullshit!"
Lv San cast a cold glance before leading the group around to a dense patch of forest, parting the dead leaves with a wave,
to reveal two corpses underneath.
Each held a hunting blade, having stabbed one another through.
It seemed like a mutual kill.
But the skin on their bodies had vanished, leaving only blackened and rotting flesh.
The faces of those Daoists turned pale immediately.
"Let's go!"
