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Su Jianyang continued to advance along the difficult mountain path leading to the mining area. The surrounding forest appeared deep and mysterious in the night. Only the sound of the gravel and dry branches under his feet, constantly cracking and crushing, echoed in the quiet night. In the distance, the continuous howling was the hoarse cries of the townspeople controlled by evil forces, each one serving as a reminder to Su Jianyang that danger was approaching.
Su Jianyang felt his body was exhausted, his breathing rapid and heavy, each inhale stimulating his lungs. But he knew that stopping now was not an option. He continued to drive himself with sheer willpower, unable to halt his steps despite the intense fatigue with each one.
Su Jianyang's thoughts kept turning in exhaustion, thinking about witch Li's final words, thinking about Qing Town's safety, thinking about the innocent townspeople. He didn't know if he could stop the impending disaster in time, but he knew he couldn't give up.
The mountain path was rugged and winding, and Su Jianyang kept climbing. His steps seemed clumsy on the unstable ground, but his determination was unwavering. Every step he took felt like a struggle against invisible gravity. He felt a sense of urgency, acutely aware that every passing second could mean greater danger.
Suddenly, a sharp animal cry pierced the silence of the night, causing Su Jianyang's heart to skip a beat. He looked around vigilantly, his hand gripping the gun ready to face any potential danger. The shadows in the mountains seemed to be stirring with every flicker of light.
The mountain path became steeper and steeper, making Su Jianyang's breathing more difficult. He felt like every breath was a struggle with death. But he only had one thought in his mind, to reach the mountaintop and find a way to end it all. The distant roar continued to echo, but Su Jianyang had no time to think about the pursuer behind him. His only goal was the mining area at the mountaintop. In his mind, it was not only the source of the disaster, but also the key to solving all the problems.
Under the starry sky, Su Jianyang's figure advances alone and resolutely on the mountain path, every step filled with fear of the unknown and longing for hope. In this battle against evil, he has no retreat, only the determination and courage to move forward.
Su Jianyang finally reaches the mountaintop, and the scene before him is unbelievable. A group of townspeople with strange expressions stand there, hollow-eyed, smiling as if trapped in some extreme happiness. Su Jianyang feels an ominous premonition that all of this seems to be related to the evil power emanating from Wu Cheng.
Su Jianyang tried to communicate with them, but it seemed like they couldn't hear him at all. Whenever he approached anyone, their eyes just stared blankly into the distance, with no reaction. This sent a chill down Su Jianyang's spine, as these people seemed to have lost themselves and become puppets of some kind of force.
Su Jianyang's gaze followed the direction of the group's line of sight, and he looked towards the forest in front of them - a forest located behind the mine. In the moonlight, the silhouette of the forest appeared eerie and terrifying, with the tree shadows swaying as if hiding unspeakable secrets.
Su Jianyang cautiously made his way through the group of townspeople who seemed to be completely unaware of his presence, standing there motionless with vacant stares, like puppets. As he approached the forest, an oppressive and ominous atmosphere seemed to pervade the air, causing his heart to involuntarily quicken its pace.
As he ventured deeper into the forest, the surroundings grew darker, with the swaying of tree shadows and the sound of indistinct whispers mingling with the wind. These voices seemed to come from another world, eerie and unsettling, instilling a sense of fear in Su Jianyang.
Su Jianyang is filled with disgust and anger towards Wu Cheng and the evil force within him. This unknown evil force not only controls Wu Cheng, but also turns the residents of Qing Town into its puppets. This wanton manipulation of innocent people, what is the undisclosed purpose behind it?
With every step, Su Jianyang must overcome his fear and unease, tightly gripping his gun, ready to face any potential danger. The last words of witch Li and the enigmatic "crimson path" keep echoing in his mind. These clues seem to be guiding him towards an unknown destination, a place that may hold all the answers.
Su Jianyang's eyes pierced through the pitch-black night, staring ahead intently. He sensed subtle changes in the forest, as if some force was quietly observing him, calculating his every move. This feeling made him even more cautious as he carefully navigated through the dense woods, trying to find the key that could unlock all the mysteries.
The forest grew denser, and the rustling of leaves seemed unusually loud in the night wind. Su Jianyang frequently looked back to observe any movement behind him, ensuring he wasn't being followed or ambushed. In his heart, he understood that this adventure might be filled with unknowns and dangers, but he also knew that only by unraveling this fog could he end this nightmare.
Su Jianyang walked through the dense forest, every step landing on the damp fallen leaves, creating a faint sound. His heartbeat seemed particularly loud in the quiet night. Finally, he arrived at a clearing in the forest, where moonlight filtered through the sparse treetops, casting a hazy light and shadow.
In the center of the clearing, there was an ancient stone altar inscribed with indecipherable symbols, seemingly telling a tale of ancient secrets. Standing on the altar was a figure with their back to Su Jianyang, and it was none other than Wu Cheng.
Wu Cheng's figure appeared particularly lonely in the moonlight, his shoulders trembling slightly as if experiencing some inner struggle. Su Jianyang could sense the strange atmosphere, as if the entire space was enveloped by an invisible force.
Su Jianyang slowly approached Wu Cheng, his footsteps sounding unusually clear in the quiet space. He raised the handgun in his hand because he knew that at this moment, Wu Cheng might no longer be the companion he once knew.
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