The scholar and his servant turned their heads, feeling startled.
Now the dense fog had completely dissipated, revealing several ancient stone tombs in the Moonlight Forest, with remarkable features, yet broken and covered with moss.
The old hunter, also somewhat nervous, hurriedly lit three sticks of incense, crumbled some soil into an altar, inserted them into the ground, and clasped his hands together, muttering, "Sorry to disturb you all, thank you, thank you."
The master and servant were also quite frightened, quickly performed a short ceremony, and then left in a hurry.
After leaving this remote mountain trail, the old hunter visibly relaxed a lot. Looking at the road, he said in a deep voice, "We've missed the hour, it's not advisable to travel by night."
"Although the road ahead is also remote, there are villagers who often pass by. If I'm not mistaken, there's a Mountain God Temple where we can rest for the night."
"Mountain God Temple?"