Tropical rainforests, where crises are looming, you don't know what beasts lurk around.

A man in sackcloth was carrying a crutch carved with a ghost's head. The crutch was very strange. From bottom to top, all kinds of ghost's heads were carved.

Every step a man takes, he reads a Sanskrit-like phrase in his mouth. The man's skin is dark, the whole person looks a little horrible, and the scar left by the scald on his left cheek adds a little grim.

With the surrounding rainforest, the man is like a devil in hell, a demon on earth.

"Da Buwang, did that man find it?"

"Not yet, but according to...