When we finished our night watch and went to sleep, to prevent the savages from coming back, Song Laosan, Monkey, and I stayed very close to each other. But when I heard the shouts, I felt that Monkey's voice was coming from a very far place.

As soon as I reflexively got up, Song Laosan had already rushed up with a flashlight, and I followed closely behind.

The monkeys' roars continued, originating deep within the valley.

At this point, a question arose in my mind, because our valley was shallow on the outside and deep on the inside, and the further we went in, the steeper the cliffs on both sides became.

Although those savages did not have high intelligence, they were still primates and knew how to use weapons, so their intelligence was probably higher than that of ordinary wild animals.

Even if wild animals were to attack, they wouldn't choose the deep, complex terrain of a cliff. If savages were to attack us, they shouldn't be running from behind to the front.

The night before, to prevent the smell of blood from attracting any carnivores, we moved all the cannibal corpses to the depths of the valley and hastily buried them, which was the place where the monkeys were shouting.

I thought and thought, but I couldn't think of any danger deep in the valley. When I ran over, I found that Monkey and Zhou Peng were actually fighting on the ground.

At this moment, Zhou Peng was on top of the monkey, his pants pulled down to his knees, and he was tightly choking the monkey's neck, while the monkey was punching Zhou Peng's face repeatedly.

"Damn it! Are you two crazy? Why are you fighting like your own people?!"

Song Laosan never expected the two to have a falling out. He rushed over and kicked Zhou Peng, knocking him to the ground. Then, he shone his flashlight on Zhou Peng's face and yelled, "What the hell do you mean? You always back down when there's danger, but now you've learned to be a bully when you're in trouble, huh?"

When I saw the two people fighting, my first thought was that Zhou Peng was about to run away.

He's been acting crazy lately, and all sorts of unusual signs make me think he's strange, which is why I had the monkey keep an eye on him.

The result was not what I had imagined. When Song Laosan shone his flashlight on Zhou Peng's face, he suddenly let out a strange cry, then dodged to the side as if he had been electrocuted, his body trembling, and he began to shout.

Seeing that Zhou Peng no longer resisted, the monkey rushed up to him and started hitting and kicking him, yelling, "Go to hell! You pervert! Go to hell!"

"Monkey, that's enough!"

I stepped forward, grabbed the monkey's wrist, and questioned him, "What exactly happened? How did you end up clashing with Zhou Peng?"

"Conflict? This is fucking rape! Look at yourself!"

As the monkey spoke, it grabbed my wrist and pointed its flashlight ahead.

In the open field ahead, there was a savage corpse. The head of the corpse was broken. Although the body was covered with hair, I could still recognize it as a female savage that we had buried earlier, based on her figure and the dirt on her hair.

The monkey, unwilling to linger on the bruised corpse, moved the flashlight closer to Zhou Peng: "I was woken up by the urge to pee, and thinking that peeing near the camp would smell bad, I came into the valley. But then I heard rustling sounds. At first, I thought it was some wild man attacking, but when I shone my flashlight, I found this beast lying on top of the female wild man's corpse... The scene was fucking disgusting, and I was stunned. Before I could say anything, this beast pounced on me, trying to fucking violate me!"

Monkey and I are childhood friends. Just by looking at his expression, I knew he was genuinely angry and definitely not lying. So I looked at Zhou Peng incredulously and asked, "You bastard, what are you trying to do?"

"Ah! Ah!!"

Zhou Peng just held his head and squatted on the spot, shouting and yelling.

"Hey kid, we're talking to you!"

Song Laosan was highly skilled and daring, so he was naturally not afraid of Zhou Peng, who was pretending to be crazy. He walked up to him, grabbed his collar, and stopped talking abruptly.

During the recent struggle, Zhou Peng's face was somehow injured by the monkey, with blood flowing down his forehead and drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. Most importantly, his eyes were glazed over and his eyeballs looked cloudy, making him somewhat resemble a zombie from a foreign movie.

Old Song was a cautious man. He noticed Zhou Peng's unusual behavior, but instead of shouting or being frightened, he took advantage of Zhou Peng's lack of resistance, subdued him, and tied his hands behind his back with his belt. Only then did he say to me, "Xiao Duan, do you feel that Zhou Peng is really acting strangely?"

I nodded: "Isn't that obvious? What normal person would rape someone of the same sex, especially a monkey?"

The monkey immediately became furious: "Hey, what are you talking about? So I'm not even as good as this wild woman with half her head broken and her whole body covered in black hair?"

"Alright, stop making things worse."

I had no interest in playing games with the monkey, so I went over and stepped on Zhou Peng's chest to prevent him from suddenly attacking someone. Then I shone a flashlight on his face and pried open his eyelids.

His eyes were cloudy and his gaze was dull; he showed no reaction to bright light shining directly into them.

I was startled: "His eyes definitely have a problem; it's not contact lenses."

"Of course! No normal person would flinch even if a bright flashlight was shining in their eyes!"

The monkey swallowed hard. "Young Master Duan, do you think Zhou Peng might be possessed? The old master who told me to dig the tunnel said that the worst thing in this line of work is to break ground in places with folk taboos. Back when they were working, they went to a place called Daxian Mountain and encountered something very strange there. And Zhou Peng's current situation is so similar to a story that the old master told me."

Song Laosan and I both looked at him at the same time: "What story?"

When the monkey saw us looking at him, he slowly began to tell his story.

Because his master had retired from the martial arts world, he had not told him about his lineage or his real name. The monkey only knew him as Lao Tian. This story was told to him by Lao Tian in case he encountered the same situation in the future.

More than a decade ago, before Lao Tian went to prison, he was in his prime and had gathered a group of experts who spent their days traveling all over the country cutting open wounds.

About nine years ago, Lao Tian met a "rat" in the industry.

As mentioned earlier, the so-called "rat" refers to someone who specializes in exploring tombs to sell information, but doesn't actually rob tombs themselves.

At that time, the rat told Lao Tian that he knew there was a large tomb to the north, which must contain good things. However, the tomb was heavily guarded, and ordinary people could not possibly do the job.

Old Tian was a gambler, and he had already lost most of his money. He was worried about not having enough money to win back his losses at the gambling table, so he borrowed money to buy that spot without hesitation.

He encountered two problems on this trip.

Firstly, the tomb is located within a nature reserve.

Secondly, there's something wrong with that mountain because it's haunted by demons.