The mountain forest here was rarely frequented by humans, the towering ancient trees lush and green.
The group followed the traces they had made earlier, winding their way out of the mountains.
Soon, an ancient and dilapidated village gradually appeared before them.
The decrepit houses were scattered unevenly on the hillside, with vines and moss crawling up the walls, and tiles missing from the rooftops.
Some houses had doors and windows tightly shut, as if no one had lived there for a long time, while others were half-open, occasionally showing signs of beasts and people inside.
The group walked into the village, and Lian Bing stepped forward, pointing to one of the houses: "Team Leader, this village was ravaged by the tiger demon, it's no longer suitable for living. Shall we pick this clean house?"
Saying this, Lian Bing glanced at Wang Yanjun, scrutinizing her expression.
