The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Chapter 367 The Intricate Connection Between Lu Jing and Hua Jianli (2)

Lu Jing couldn't persuade him, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay, then tonight. Mr. Yang, don't be too anxious, pay attention to safety, and drive slowly."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu! I will go back and prepare and make sure I'll be there on time!" After Mr. Yang finished speaking, he left the office in a hurry. His excited back seemed to have seen the trace of the monster.

Lu Jing looked at Mr. Yang's back and shook his head helplessly. He turned around, picked up Xue Moqian, and said softly, "Little fox, it seems we will be busy tonight."

Then he picked up the phone and told Long Yiqiu that he would not be going home tonight because he had something to do.

Long Yi Qiu was overjoyed. After hanging up the phone with Lu Jing, she quickly picked up her little son Yuanyuan, found the travel bag, packed the baby's bags, sealed it, and went to hang out with Su Xiang on her back.

An hour later, at the company gate.

Mr. Yang drove a modified off-road jeep, which was filled with all kinds of expedition equipment, from tents and sleeping bags to compasses and flashlights.

"Boss Lu, get in the car, we're leaving now!"

Lu Jing smiled and nodded, then carried Xue Moqian into the car and fastened his seat belts.

Mr. Yang stepped on the accelerator and the car sped towards the deep mountains and old forests. Along the way, Mr. Yang excitedly talked about his previous adventure experience and this adventure plan, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Mr. Lu, do you think we will really encounter a monster this time?" Mr. Yang asked while driving.

Lu Jing smiled and replied: "It's hard to say. But since we are here, let's treat it as a special trip and relax."

"That won't do. I came here with great expectations!" Mr. Yang said confidently, "With you here this time, we will definitely gain something different. Maybe we can really uncover the mystery of the monster, and that would be a sensation around the world!"

The car bumped along the winding mountain road. The moonlight shone through the mottled shadows of the trees onto the car window, adding a mysterious atmosphere to the adventure.

While driving, Mr. Yang talked incessantly about the monster stories he had collected from various ancient books and folk tales. Those vivid descriptions made the atmosphere in the car more tense and exciting.

"Mr. Lu, do you know? I heard that there is a monster called 'Shadow Phantom' in this forest." Mr. Yang lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"It can attach itself to a person like a shadow, controlling their mind and making them do incredible things."

Lu Jing raised his eyebrows and showed a surprised expression, "Oh! There are such monsters? It sounds scary."

Xue Moqian nestled in Lu Jing's arms, his eyes half-closed, seemingly having no interest in what Mr. Yang said. But occasionally, he would prick up his ears, as if he had caught some subtle movement.

After several hours' drive, they finally arrived at the entrance to the deep mountains and forests.

Mr. Yang jumped out of the car excitedly and began to move various equipment out of the trunk. Lu Jing also got out of the car and took a deep breath. The fresh air in the forest instantly penetrated his heart and lungs.

"Boss Lu, let's find a place to set up the tent first." Boss Yang suggested, "Wait until daybreak, then go deeper into the forest."

Lu Jing nodded, and the two of them began to get busy.

After setting up the tent, the two sat outside the tent and ate some dry food in the moonlight. Xue Moqian ran around on the grass nearby, sniffing the flowers and plants around him from time to time.

"Mr. Lu, do you think there are really monsters around here?" Mr. Yang asked while chewing bread.

"Who knows? This forest is so big, maybe there really are some mysterious creatures." Lu Jing answered vaguely.

It was already the second half of the night when all this trouble lasted. Mr. Yang lay in the tent, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, looking forward to tomorrow's adventure.

The next morning, the two men and the fox started heading for the forest. As they walked, Mr. Yang carefully observed the surroundings, not missing any suspicious places.

"Boss Lu, look at that tree. It looks so weird." Boss Yang pointed at an old tree with a twisted shape and said, "Could it be a monster?"

Lu Jing looked at the tree and said, "It may be due to its natural growth, but the trees in this forest do have different shapes."

Sudden--

There was a thick fog ahead, so thick that I could hardly see the road ahead.

"Boss Lu, this fog is strange." Boss Yang swallowed and lowered his voice unconsciously, "Could it be... a monster causing trouble?"

Lu Jing looked calm, scanning the mist, "Maybe it was formed naturally in the mountains, just be careful."

In fact, he had keenly sensed that there was a strange aura hidden in the mist, and it was definitely not ordinary mist. Xue Moqian also jumped onto Lu Jing's shoulder, with his nine tails slightly erected, observing the surroundings vigilantly.

As they stepped into the thick fog, their vision instantly became blurred. Mr. Yang followed Lu Jing closely, waving the flashlight in his hand around, and the light seemed particularly weak in the thick fog.

Suddenly, a faint singing voice came, ethereal and ethereal, as if it came from a distant place, or like a whisper in the ear.

"Mr. Lu...Mr. Lu, did you hear that?" Mr. Yang's voice trembled, and his teeth began to chatter. "Is that the singing of a monster?"

Lu Jing frowned slightly. He could naturally hear the bewitching power contained in the song, which was exactly Wu Mei's specialty.

These mist spirits practice in this forest to confuse passers-by and absorb their essence. Lu Jing quietly circulated his spiritual power and deliberately released a faint aura of a ten-thousand-year-old demon. That aura was like an invisible pressure that instantly spread in the mist.

The fog spirits, who were ready to move, instantly felt the terrifying aura and became like frightened birds. Their singing stopped abruptly, and they fled in panic in the fog, and the originally tight fog formation became scattered.

Lu Jing turned around and smiled at Mr. Yang, "Don't panic, it might be the wind, you heard it wrongly."

Mr. Yang was skeptical, but the singing did disappear. He felt relieved: "Maybe I really heard it wrong. This place is too weird. I was too nervous."

Lu Jing gently patted Mr. Yang on the shoulder, quietly injected a trace of spiritual power into him to calm his mind, and continued to move forward. As they moved forward, the fog gradually thinned, and the fog spirits had already disappeared without a trace, leaving only a silent forest.

Mr. Yang let out a long sigh, his face showing relief for having survived a disaster: "Finally I've gotten out of this strange fog. I thought I was going to get stuck in it."

He held Lu Jing's arm and looked around excitedly, secretly looking forward to and fearing the next unknown encounter.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and a damp smell filled the forest. Mr. Yang looked at his watch.

"Mr. Lu, why don't we find a place to camp? It's getting dark, and it's too dangerous to travel in this deep mountain at night."

Lu Jingzhi nodded in agreement. Xue Moqian couldn't stay idle for a moment, running around in the bushes nearby, making cheerful noises from time to time.

After setting up the tent, the two men and the fox sat outside the tent and ate a simple dinner.

After dinner, Yang went into the tent and lay down in his sleeping bag, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried, and he felt uneasy.

After an unknown amount of time, Mr. Yang was about to fall asleep in a daze, when suddenly he felt a cool breeze blowing from behind his neck.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found that the tent was pitch black and terribly quiet. He wanted to reach out for the flashlight beside his pillow, but his hand seemed to be pressed down by something and he couldn't lift it.

At this moment, he heard a slight breathing sound, the sound was right beside his ear, and the cold breath sprayed on his neck...

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