Qinghan and Xiao Changfeng took turns chatting with him, working together to buy time. One said it was getting dark, and it was too dangerous to go down the mountain alone; the other said given his current physical state, he might faint halfway before reaching the road where the car was parked.
The person had no choice but to agree to rest at our camp for the night.
However, he refused to enter the tent, insisting on staying outside. His fear when he saw the tent didn't seem fake.
Since we couldn't light a fire in the woods, Qinghan brought him a wind lantern, but this man was startled, grabbed the lantern, and turned it off.
"Shh! Don't make a sound, don't turn on the light." The man was covered in mud from head to toe, making it impossible to discern his features, but judging by his voice, he seemed to be a young man.
"Don't worry, I've heard there are no large beasts in this forest area," Xiao Changfeng said with a smile.
