Chapter 182: The People Entering The Mountains
A simple fire was lit.
Ye Zhen shook the blood off his hand.
He glanced at the more than a dozen wolf corpses piled up nearby.
“This place actually has wolves.”
Ye Zhen shook his head, “Couldn’t pick on anyone else, had to single out me, Ye.”
“Didn’t know that Ye used to be called the Wolf Killer?”
Woo woo~!
A whimpering sound rang out.
Ye Zhen turned back to look; the source of the sound was behind a tree.
It sounded a bit sad, and it wasn’t a human voice.
Ye Zhen walked over.
As soon as he walked over, a bristling sound rang out.
“Yo, there are two little cubs left.”
Behind the tree.
Beside the belly of a female wolf’s corpse.
Two wolf cubs were growling lowly at him.
Ye Zhen stroked his chin, “Wolves seem pretty much like dogs.”
After thinking about it, he turned around and started directly processing the wolf corpses.
Soon, the corpses were processed.
On the fire, a wolf leg was roasting and sizzling with oil.
After leaning for more than ten minutes, Ye Zhen felt it was about done.
Holding the glossy wolf leg, he walked behind the tree.
Hmm, those two wolf cubs were still there.
Seeing Ye Zhen come again, the two wolf cubs immediately became alert.
“Eat up.”
Ye Zhen directly tossed the wolf leg in front of the two wolf cubs.
Then he ignored them, turned around, and continued roasting wolf meat.
Meat without seasoning tastes just original flavor.
Can’t say it’s delicious, can’t say it’s inedible.
Anyway, Ye Zhen ate big mouthfuls, his mouth full of oil.
At this moment, in front of the wooden house on the back mountain.
The old man looked up toward the depths.
In the big mountain, a very obvious plume of smoke rose up.
The old man frowned, “Did that kid get lost?”
“How did he go deeper in?”
“Oh no!”
The old man suddenly remembered that place seemed to be the wolf pack’s territory.
That kid directly starting a cooking fire right there might attract the wolf pack over.
“This kid really doesn’t care about his life!”
The old man turned around, entered the wooden house, and carefully put away the shovel and the red fan.
Then he picked up an old hunting rifle and walked out.
The old man only brought a gun, some bullets, a canteen of water, and some dry rations.
Then he headed straight for where the cooking smoke was rising.
“…”
“Let’s agree on this: we’ll just stroll around outside. If we’re lucky and get some game, great; if not, when time’s up, we head out of the mountain.”
“If you don’t agree, I’m not taking you.”
“Also, in the mountain, you all have to listen to me.”
“If you can’t do that, forget it, I’ll refund your money.”
Outside the mountain, a big uncle speaking in a local dialect said seriously to several young people.
“Okay, no problem. We’ll do whatever you say.”
Sister Liu, the leader, showed a smile.
Seeing the leader agree.
The big uncle didn’t hesitate, “Follow me, I’ll take you around outside.”
“This place has game all year round.”
“No need to talk about the meat, you’ll know soon enough.”
“Us locals love the mushrooms and wood ears here the most… wait.”
“Honestly, don’t think it’s nonsense: mushrooms elsewhere are out of season, but here, we have them year-round. As long as it rains, they pop up, more than you can eat.”
“Later you can pick some to take back and make soup.”
The big uncle seemed a bit chatty.
“Are there poisonous mushrooms?” someone suddenly asked.
“There are, but they’re all edible, as long as you cook them thoroughly.”
“Inedible ones? We don’t have those here.”
The big uncle answered casually.
“Sister Liu, I heard the mushrooms here are one of a kind. Should we…”
A girl asked.
“Sure.” Sister Liu nodded.
She also wanted to taste the local specialty.
After all, the mushrooms here were top-notch nationwide.
The group of six entered the mountain in a grand fashion.
“…”
An old bus stopped.
Three people got off the bus.
The bus quickly drove away.
“Damn, another desolate wilderness.”
Among the three, the bald thin man touched his head, full of menace on his face.
The mild-mannered man in casual clothes next to him pushed his glasses.
“Sort out the equipment.”
As soon as he spoke, the bald thin man stopped complaining and started checking his own equipment.
The three took out their guns respectively, checked the magazines, and after confirming everything was fine, exchanged glances.
“No problem.”
The three strange men sorted their equipment, then took out a map, checked it, and confirmed the roads.
They followed a small path off the highway and headed straight into the mountain forest.
“…”
Da Jiang City.
Wang Xiaoqiang took the file handed over by Ye Feng.
“Most shareholders and subordinate ghost controllers in the Circle of Friends suddenly died violently, with shriveled appearances; all fierce ghosts in their bodies went dormant.”
“At the same time, all ordinary people in the entire Circle of Friends died, with the same death state as those ghost controllers.”
“Currently, Jiang Shangbai is investigating the cause of their deaths.”
Wang Xiaoqiang flipped through the file.
The file contained various photos and details of the event.
Listening to Ye Feng’s report, Wang Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes slightly.
“What’s the general cause?”
“Any leads?”
Ye Feng shook his head, “Jiang Shangbai hasn’t found any clues.”
“Those dead people seemed to die suddenly, with very eerie death states, appearing as dried corpses.”
“Currently, the Circle of Friends’ Chairman Fang Shiming is in Da Zhou City.”
“But he’s lost contact.”
“At the same time, Ye Zhen from the Sea Market Supernatural Forum has also lost contact.”
“Mm, and our president.”
Hearing this from Ye Feng, Wang Xiaoqiang’s gaze flickered, “So your guess is that the president and the others might have run into big trouble?”
Ye Feng shook his head, “Not sure, but before this, the president even took time to reply in the group.”
“Right, also, the president came back once, took a box of red ghost candles and white ghost candles—you know about that.”
Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and put down the file.
“Those three gathered together; they shouldn’t run into anything tricky. Even if they do, with the president’s abilities, they can escape.”
“No need to worry about the president; he’s more level-headed than us.”
“As for Ye Zhen and Fang Shiming…”
Wang Xiaoqiang exhaled.
“Hope nothing happens to them, or there’ll be big trouble.”
“Keep an eye on the Circle of Friends’ situation. If necessary, arrange for members to help out.”
“After all, it’s our partner organization.”
Ye Feng nodded.
“Right, what’s the situation with Yan Li and the others? They’ve been missing for three days—what are they doing?”
Wang Xiaoqiang asked.
“That resort in the suburbs of Da Jiang City,” Ye Feng thought and said.
“Hm?”
“Weren’t they handling that supernatural event there before Lin Qian left?”
“Why are they still handling it?”
Ye Feng: “Probably tricky. Wait a couple more days; if no results, I’ll go check.”
Wang Xiaoqiang nodded, “Keep an eye on it.”
“Got it.”
Night fell.
In the mountain forest, several people had unsettled expressions.
Among them, the leading villager had an extremely ugly expression.
