Going around to the beach of the Tibetan kayak and through the dark woods behind, I easily found the stone road that Xiao Guo had mentioned, a stone staircase road to be exact.

The road was wide, at least enough for ten people to walk side by side, and there were symmetrical stone lampposts on both sides of the road, but there were no lights in the lampposts, only the smooth and flat stone steps reflected the moonlight, giving the stone path a strange color of freesia in the dark mountains.

Walking on this road was too conspicuous, so I made the same choice as Xiao Guo - around the woods.

The stone path is lined with dense woods, and the grass in the woods can also provide me with good cover, but I need to be extra careful when walking so as not to make too much noise.

I followed the glowing stone path to the halfway point of the mountain, where there was a man on the platform, which seemed to be a temporary resting place for climbers, and on top of the platform there were two stone benches. There is a dark stone archway on the top of the hill about 30 meters above the platform.

That should be the place where Xiao Guo and the others met the pirates.

I took a deep breath, adjusted my heart rate, and when my whole body was completely calm, I slowed down and slowly walked around the stone archway.

As I approached the stone archway, a flash of fire flickered from the archway, followed by a series of chaotic footsteps.

I quickly lowered my body into the grass.

However, the firelight did not move towards the bottom of the mountain, and only turned around the archway and disappeared.

I hid in the grass for a while to make sure no one was coming towards me before I stepped up again. When I came from the woods to about the same level as the archway, I also saw the fire again.

Behind the archway is a gentle mountain open field, the ground is paved with smooth stones, and the moonlight is also glowing with freesia blue. Three men were walking aimlessly in the open area with torches. They were wearing coarse cloth clothes, one was bald, and the other two were wrapped in cloth headscarves, because their backs were facing me, so I couldn't see their looks for the time being, but judging from the back, they should all be more than 1.8 meters tall, and they were particularly burly.

I'm more like mercenaries than pirates.

The bald man carried the gun diagonally behind his back, I'm not a military enthusiast, but I don't play less shooting games like Call of Duty, so I still have a little understanding of the models of various firearms, the gun on the bald man's back looks a bit like an AK47, but the arc of the magazine is obviously smaller, and the first half of the gun body is also a little thinner, it feels like an old-fashioned assault rifle from World War II.

I watched them in the bushes for a while, and when they didn't mean to move, I burrowed out of the woods, and then quickly flashed into the grass on the left edge of the open field. The grass was waist-high, and I got into the grass and lay down in it, and then climbed forward carefully so as not to attract the attention of the three men.

When I came to the grass, I gently parted the grass in front of me with my hands, and from here I observed the situation behind the open field.

At the end of the inner side of the open field is a narrow mountain road that is at most two meters wide, and on both sides of the road are high and steep rock walls. The road is bent in Xiangyou, and I can't see where it leads from here, but there are three burly men guarding here, and it is estimated that the road leads to their headquarters.

I slowly retreated back to the innermost part of the grass, almost touching the stone wall next to me, and after adjusting my breathing a little and lowering my heart rate, I crawled towards the end of the open field.

I didn't dare to make any noise, so I moved very slowly, and I climbed for five minutes for a few tens of meters.

Finally, the mountain road was only ten meters away from me, but there was no shelter on the ten meters road.

I glanced again at the three burly men standing guard with torches, two of whom were facing the narrow mountain road, and finally let me see what they looked like. The light of the torches in their hands reflected on their faces, illuminating the contours of their faces clearly.

It was two unshaven foreigners, both with extremely fierce faces, and I could even imagine them tearing me in half with brute force when they caught me.

I couldn't help but swallow.

According to Zhao Mingjun, this island is the place where Kaguya Ji returns to the god throne, and even if there are aborigines, it should be a Japanese person. But this guy in front of him is obviously not Asian, and no matter how rough the Japanese look, they can't grow into the "Great Soviet Union", what the hell is going on?

The inexplicable question kept spinning in my head, and I glanced in the direction of the three men again.

Every now and then they would bite their ears in a very low voice, and occasionally look away from this side of the road, but they would soon turn back again, and there was no regularity at all, and if I wanted to go in there I had to find a way to distract them.

I reached out and touched the ground, and soon I found a stone the size of my finger.

I arched my index finger to grip the rock, and then aimed at the mountain wall about twenty meters away from me, and then I concentrated all my liliang on my thumb and flicked it hard.

Syllable~!

The stone flew out quickly and slammed into the mountain wall with a crisp sound, and the three burly men turned their heads to the right at the same time, and their eyes were focused on the mountain wall that made the sound.

Taking advantage of this, I quickly got out of the grass and ran into the narrow mountain road as fast as I could.

The arc of the mountain road was very large, and I only ran four steps before turning the mountain crossing, and the fire could no longer reach me.

I didn't rush forward, but I pressed my body against the cliff and took four deep breaths in a row, slowing down my beating heart while I closed my eyes and listened carefully to the movement in the open field.

The three foreigners began to speak foreign languages, and they certainly didn't speak English or Japanese, and I didn't know which language it was, and I couldn't understand it anyway. They didn't come to me, and their voices gradually drifted away, and they should have returned to the archway to stand guard.

I breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down again, and continued along the narrow mountain path.

This time I'm moving fast, and I don't have a place to hide if I meet someone here, so the best way to do this is to get to the exit before anyone passes by. Fortunately, the trail was not very long, and I walked to the end of the trail in just one minute.

Outside the mountain road was a dark wood, which was exactly what I wanted, and I hurried out of the narrow mountain road into the bushes, thinking that I was safe only in the woods.

It was pitch black in the woods, but it was also bright more than thirty meters ahead.

There was a wooden hut in the woods, which was rudimentary in structure and built against a hill, which made it look more like the entrance to a mine. From inside the hut came the constant shouts of women, loud enough to guess what was going on inside.

At the door of the wooden house, under the eaves hangs an electric lamp, and under the electric light, a foreigner is sitting on a chair and reading a book. He put both feet on the railing outside the hut, and the gun stood beside him, and it felt quite leisurely, and the sound in the room did not seem to affect the interest of reading at all.

I leaned cautiously towards the hut, trying to keep my movements as light as possible so as not to attract the attention of the scholar.

Suddenly, a man's rough shout came from behind me on the right!

I was startled, quickly got on the ground, and then looked back in the direction where the sound came from.

"Damn, don't touch Lao Tzu!!"

As I turned around, I finally heard something that I could understand, and it was a familiar-looking middle-aged man, whom I had seen on the ship, as if he were one of the sailors. His clothes were in tatters, his whole body was covered with blood, and his face was blue and purple, and it seemed that he had been beaten a lot.

Behind the sailor were two burly men with guns, who were pushing the sailor and pouting in foreign words that I didn't understand, as if they were swearing.

I lay on the ground and didn't dare to move, and they didn't notice me, so they walked less than ten meters away from me and went straight to the door of the cabin.

The man reading at the door of the hut also put the book aside, then got up from his chair and knocked twice on the door with a grin. Soon the door of the hut opened, and out of it came four foreigners, three men and one woman, all naked—their skin so white that it was almost bloodless!

The men laughed and gathered around the sailor. The sailor probably didn't expect four naked people to suddenly appear, so his face was shocked, and he didn't make a sound with his mouth open.

Suddenly, the two men who were pushing the sailor pushed him forward, kicking him hard in the crook of the leg.

The sailor staggered forward, his legs bent to his knees, and his head was plunged into the plump breasts of the woman in front of him.

But the beautiful scene lasted only a second, and the woman was smiling charmingly at first, but suddenly her eyes turned blood-red, and then her hands grabbed the sailor's head, and ten fingers dug hard into the sailor's scalp.

"Ahh Ahhh!!h ”

The sailor let out a scream, and blood ran down the woman's fingers.

The woman's face had become hideous, and she pulled out the sailor's head with all her might, stretching the sailor's neck, while the man who had been reading the book pulled out a knife from his waist and swung it horizontally at the sailor's neck.

With a click, the sailor's head was chopped off with a brush, and the woman immediately lifted the head of the water head over her head, and then greedily stuck out her tongue to lick the blood running from the sailor's neck, while several other naked men pounced on the sailor's headless body, sucking fresh blood like a pack of demons.