Hey, Who Touched My Coffin?

A dazzling white light flashed, lightning tore through the chaotic clouds and exploded in the sky with a loud noise. Rainy days in the mountains seem to always be accompanied by thick fog. In the mist, two thin red figures moved hard and slowly. Yes, they are too small compared to the mountains and ravines surrounding them. The bright light of lightning reflected on two slightly frightened and extremely pale faces. The thunder was getting closer and closer, and as the clouds continued to thicken, the sky quickly darkened, and the air was filled with restlessness and restlessness. In the boundless jungle, people feel endless oppression and suffocation, as if there is a person not far behind...