Beside the forest by the official road, there was a Mountain God Temple with a damaged corner.
This temple was only slightly larger than a tombstone, with no internal space, only allowing for incense offerings and tribute placement.
Xiong Yi's figure paused in the night and then stopped in front of the temple. He looked down and noticed a newly lit incense stick in front of the temple, the incense tip flickering as a dim red dot in the night.
He coughed and said, "It's me. Come out."
Then, a figure emerged from behind the shadowy Mountain God Temple.
It was a slender figure, and as soon as they came out, they asked, "Is it clean behind you? No tail following you, right?"
Xiong Yi chuckled hoarsely and said, "Can't you tell if there's a tail or not?"
This person became his contact precisely because he had mastered the skill of pinpointing sounds. In silence, within a hundred paces, any rustling sound could hardly escape his ears.
