Lu Mo followed the quiet path down the mountain. This path was not often used by people. The mountain vines were dense and intertwined, and some of them even had sharp thorns. After Jingjing and the others passed, the vines returned to their original state. If Lu Mo wanted to pass, he would have to cut the vines, which made walking very difficult and slow.

The sky was already beginning to lighten, and Lu Mo had only reached the halfway point of the mountain. He had a very bad feeling in his heart, a heavy feeling, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

The mountain wind howled, mixed with other strange sounds. There were always all sorts of sounds on the mountain at night, some like crying and some like laughing. The old folks said it was the mountain cat crying, or the demons and monsters on the mountain laughing.

In short, even experienced hunters dared not go up the mountain at midnight, as it was easy to get into trouble.

For example, being trapped in a maze is the most common situation. Many experienced hunters have encountered this. They can't find their way out at night, even if there is a group of people. They just keep going around in circles and can't find their way out.

The old folks say it's like being trapped in a ghost wall. If you're not in a hurry, you can just sleep in the woods for the night and come out naturally at dawn. But if you're in a rush, you have to urinate and cover your face with a cloth soaked in the urine, because urination can ward off evil spirits and prevent you from being bewitched by ghosts, so you can get out.

However, scientists have confirmed that being lost in a maze is actually caused by carbon dioxide poisoning. This is because plants need to breathe at night, which consumes a lot of oxygen and releases a lot of carbon dioxide. When walking in the forest at night, due to the lack of oxygen and the increase of carbon dioxide, the human brain becomes hypoxic and naturally becomes confused, which is why people get lost.

As for the claim of covering one's face with a child's urine, there is no scientific basis for it; it's more of a psychological comfort.

Like black dog blood, boy urine holds a very high status in folk culture. Psychological factors are also very important. People believe that boy urine can drive away evil spirits. With their courage, some people may actually be able to escape. As the word spreads, people start to believe that boy urine really works.

Whether there are demons or monsters on the mountain at midnight is still uncertain, but the mountains are indeed dangerous at night. Even Lu Mo would not easily go into the mountains at night. These two audacious brats will definitely be severely punished when they return.

But now Lu Mo only hopes that the two brats are safe and sound.

But his heart sank deeper and deeper, and he felt increasingly uneasy. Lu Mo moved even faster.

"An'an... wake up... wake up... sob... we're almost home..."

In the distance, he could faintly hear a little girl crying. Lu Mo's heart skipped a beat. It was Jingjing's voice. He called out towards the source of the sound, "Quiet!"

Staggering, Jingjing heard Lu Mo's voice, paused for a moment, then burst into tears of joy, "Daddy, I'm here... An'an is dying... Waaah..."

Lu Moxin's heart sank even further. His youngest son was about to die?

He forcefully cleaved through the mountain vines, leaped down, and landed in front of his children. Jingjing was covered in thorns, her face and hands were covered in blood, her hair was disheveled, and she was only wearing a thin sweater. An'an, who was unconscious, was tied to her back.

"Dad, my brother is dying..."

When Jingjing saw Lu Mo, her tense nerves immediately relaxed. She was already exhausted, and now that she relaxed, she fainted. Lu Mo held his children and first checked An'an's pulse. His heart sank even more.

His pulse was very weak and intermittent. Even though he didn't know medicine, he knew that his youngest son's condition was not good. Jingjing was okay, but her body was overworked.