I really don't want to be a disaster

The middle-aged man was panting behind Yi Rin, squinting his eyes, as if he was distinguishing the difference between every dead tree through the thick fog, then lowered his head and looked at the ground... His nose moved slightly...

"Master Ghost Hunter, go this way..."

The middle-aged man seemed to have some ability, and he quickly pointed a way for Yi Rin in the thick fog.

Although Yi Lin is not 100% sure whether the middle-aged hunter who was almost eaten by a ghost can find the correct route from the foggy forest.

But Yi Rin knew that this middle-aged man should be the biggest hint in this opening.

Although the plot mode is unpredictable, according to the behavior of the apostles, as the depth of the plot continues to be excavated, there will be different endings and different difficulties.

But no matter how unpredictable it is, there is always a trail to follow...

Story mode, there is no absolute dead end.

Irin made the current choice through calculation and speculation.

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

Just now.

in dense fog.

In the woods behind Yilin, countless black crows were frightened and fled in all directions.

There were bursts of shrill crows that resounded through the forest.

rippling in the thick fog.

Yes... Nie Hongxiu!

suddenly!

After countless crows were startled, a shrill neigh came from that direction.

Irin covered her ears subconsciously, but because she was carrying the hunter, Irin only had time to cover one side.

The hissing sound was like an infrasound wave, making Yilin's eardrum throbbing and humming.

At this moment, there was a scream from his back.

I saw the middle-aged hunter frown tightly, his face turned pale, and two lines of blood slowly dripped from his ears, dripping along the temples.

That female ghost in red... must be crazy.

The killing intent from behind almost turned into substance, and every inch of Yi Rin's body was accompanied by a dense stinging pain.

In the whistling sound, there was seven points of anger, two points of mental explosion and... one point of embarrassment.

Of course, Irin's mental attributes are not high enough to analyze the emotions of female ghosts across a large forest.

But according to the reaction of the red-clothed female ghost Nie Hongxiu, and what she did in the state of "charm", after Yi Rin's reasonable speculation and brain supplementation, she can also guess that it is inseparable.

"It's a ghost! It's a ghost! A ghost!"

The middle-aged hunter on his back was so frightened that his teeth trembled, making a crackling sound, and Yi Rin could even feel the middle-aged hunter on his back trembling all over.

"How long will it take to get out of the woods?"

Irin glanced at the psionic point expressionlessly and asked in a low voice.

"One mile, go back to Master Ghost Hunter, and we will be able to walk out of the woods in one mile!"

Hearing the words, the middle-aged hunter suddenly remembered something, the despair in his eyes faded a little, and he said quickly: "Master Ghost Hunter, as long as we can get out of the forest! Ghosts can't leave the fog forest during the day! As long as we can get out of the forest, we will Saved!"

Is this... a setting where ghosts can't bask in the sun?

Yilin quickly read the key information from the words of the middle-aged hunter.

A mile away...

Yi Rin made a quick calculation in her heart, but her pace quickened a bit, carrying a light-weight middle-aged hunter on her back, quickly walking through the forest.

The tingling sensation from the skin on his body is getting stronger and stronger, which means... Nie Hongxiu is approaching fast!

Killing intent... from behind me!

300 meters...

200 meters...

100 meters...

A trace of sunlight, vaguely penetrated the fog in front of him, and the front became brighter and brighter.

And behind Yi Rin, Nie Hongxiu's voice came through the thick fog.

"Officer, please stay."

The lazy and charming voice seemed to have endless charm, and a strange voice suddenly sounded in Yi Rin's mind.

There are countless beautiful scenes in my mind.

fair skin...

Exquisite jade feet...

That silky silver hair...

what,

Behind it is the gentle township.

Just go back...

Just take a look back...

just a glance...

……

Irene bit her tongue sharply!

His whole body trembled, and the voice in his mind that kept tempting Yi Rin to turn back instantly disappeared without a trace.

And at this moment, Yi Rin also successfully rushed out of the thick fog.

When stepping out of the thick fog, the sunlight falling on his face seemed a bit dazzling.

At the same time, the icy killing intent behind him seemed to be completely isolated in the dense fog, and the uncomfortable acupuncture sensation on the skin also subsided like a tide.

In front of you is a country road.

The path is paved with gravel of varying sizes, and the surrounding area is overgrown with weeds.

For the sake of safety, after Yilin ran out of the foggy forest, he did not stop, and ran along the gravel road for hundreds of meters. After the icy killing intent behind him completely disappeared, he stopped to take a breath.

At this time, Irene slowly turned her head.

Hundreds of meters away is a dead wood forest shrouded in fog.

In the depths of the fog, two figures, one tall and one short, flashed by.

The faint red light at four o'clock seemed to stare at Irin through the thick fog.

But soon, the four-point red light gradually disappeared in the thick fog and disappeared completely.

"have they gone?"

Irene breathed a sigh of relief.

He still had a middle-aged hunter on his back.

"Uncle, how do you get to your village?"

Irene asked casually.

but--

There was no response from behind!

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I don't know when it started, the middle-aged hunter didn't move at all.

"Uncle?"

Irene asked again.

Still no response.

Don't know when to start...

The hunter was cold all over, and had already lost his breath.

When he put it down, he found that the middle-aged hunter actually kept a posture of turning his head, with a strange expression on his face.

Like laughing but not laughing, like crying but not crying.

Just like that, he died.

Died on Irin's back.

I don't know what scene the middle-aged hunter saw when he looked back before he died.

Are you scared to death?

Or die in a dream?

Irene didn't know either.

Yi Rin lowered her head and stared at the corpse of the middle-aged hunter, her expression a little more solemn: "Could it be..."

"How could this kind of creature appear in the trial on the fourth floor?"

"Could it be... she is the ghost king?"

Yi Rin shook her head. The ability displayed by the red-clothed ghost was mysterious and unpredictable. Although Yi Rin had some guesses in her heart, she could not make a conclusion due to the lack of current information.

"Unfortunately, I also distracted the voice at the time, otherwise I can remind you not to look back."

Yi Rin sighed softly and observed a few seconds of silence for the middle-aged hunter. After standing in place for a moment, she picked up the body of the middle-aged hunter and walked along the gravel road.

After walking out of the jungle, the vision in front of me is much wider.

Although there was still a layer of light mist in the air, it was nothing compared to the concentration of the mist in the dry woods.

Looking into the distance, along the direction of the gravel road, a few wisps of smoke floated up.

Yi Rin roughly estimated that the location of the few wisps of smoke was not far from here.

Looking further afield, a strangely shaped mountain, standing under the cloudy clouds, seemed a bit lonely.

Irin squinted at the mountain.

If you look more closely, it looks like a skull. The eyes of the skull are dark. I don't know if it's two caves or two shadows. Yi Rin is too far away to see clearly.

Yi Rin looked at it for a long time, and inexplicably gave birth to a feeling of being stared at by the skull, which made people horrified.

In the blink of an eye, the feeling faded away without a trace, like an illusion.

"Hey! It smells a bit! Is that the Ghost Mist Mountain?"

After entering the inner world, the scenes are full of strangeness.

But Irin couldn't help but laugh.

interesting.

Irin pondered the hints of the plot that had surfaced in front of her not long ago, and walked towards the crowd in the distance.

Along the way, among the weeds, there were many barren graves, scattered sporadically, and the graves were also covered with weeds.

Most of the barren tombs only stand with a broken wooden board. The writing on the wooden board has long been mottled and unrecognizable with the sun and rain. Some are covered with moss, and some have long since decayed.

Some graves don't even have simple tombstones. They are just bald graves. From time to time, crows fall on the tombs, screaming, and the hoarse crow sounds like mourning at first glance.

After about half an hour.

Carrying the hunter's corpse on her back, Irin finally arrived at the place where the light smoke was.

Here is a small village.

There is a stone tablet at the gate of the village.