The forest was filled with white mist, which spread among the trees and grass, blocking the sun and the sky, making the whole forest extremely dark.

In the mist, all the scenery becomes hazy, and even the nearby scenery is not real. The distant scenery was even more so, simply submerged in the mist, as if swallowed by a huge white mouth.

Probably because of the lack of sunlight all year round, the trees here do not grow very well, at most only the thickness of an arm, and the branches and leaves on them are withered, only a few sparse leaves, as if they will die at any time.

The misty forest seemed to be very calm, and the surroundings were quiet, except for the faint sound of light footsteps in the distance.

The sound of footsteps came from far and near, and two figures stirred up the white mist, revealing the silhouette of their figures.

"It's really called the Misty Forest, the fog here is so big that it blocks the way." Shafi glanced around and sighed.

"There's no road here. There will only be roads in places where there are many people, and how can there be roads when there are few people here? As he spoke, An Rui stretched out his right hand and grabbed the strap on his shoulder, and tightened it tightly, further fixing the package on his back.

The two of them were well prepared for this trip, wearing very thick canvas clothes, each wearing a weapon at his waist, and an extra dagger just in case. The two of them each carried a large package full of applications needed for the adventure, including food, water, antidotes, and tents, among many other essentials.

These items are very heavy together, but fortunately, the two of them are strong and have no trouble carrying them on their backs. The trip will last for several days, and the places you pass through are all wild places, and you can't even meet any people, so you have to be well prepared, or you will have to suffer on the way.

"Where the hell did this fog come from? It's weird. Shafi was still scanning her surroundings, her face full of curiosity, and her eyes were bright and moving, like two pearls that had broken through the white mist.

"These fogs are actually ...... Hush! Don't move. Halfway through speaking, An Rui suddenly stopped, made a silent movement, and stopped the female companion beside him, "Look over there." ”

Shafi stopped and followed An Rui's guidance and looked ahead, and through the hazy mist, she could vaguely see a strange creature sitting on top of a tree in front of her.

It resembles a mouse, but it is much larger than a mouse, has a more slender body, and is covered in pale white hair, making it difficult to spot it in the fog unless you look closely. It seems that the white fur of this body is its protective color, which can protect it from being discovered.

Under Sophie's stunned gaze, the strange creature stretched on the branch, stood up, and then hunched over and let out a sullen fart behind her. The fart sounded, and it was very unpleasant, and then you could see a large cloud of cloudy white gas spewing out from behind its ass. The white gas spread, making the surrounding fog even thicker.

"What's going on?" Sophie's eyes widened at what was happening in front of her.

"As you can see, this is where the fog comes from, but in fact, the fog here is all from this monster's fart...... That is to say, we are now in the world of a fart, but fortunately, this kind of fart has no taste, otherwise it will be even more torturous. An Rui explained with a wry smile that if he was not forced to do so, there was no other way to choose, and he didn't want to take this path, after all, no one wanted to fill their noses with other people's farts.

"Really, you're not kidding me, are you?" Shafi asked, incredulous.

"I swear everything I just said is true, and the fog here is indeed made by the fart of this monster called 'Weasel'." Anrui raised his hand and swore.

"Oh my God, this is disgusting, why didn't you tell me about it sooner?" Shafi looked disgusted, pinched the tip of her nose, and stopped, as if retreating.

"I'm afraid that you won't come over after you know the truth, so I'll hide it from you and wait until now to tell you. Now it seems that it was the right decision. ”

"No, it was a bad decision, we shouldn't have come here, we should have found another way. It's so bad here, I don't want to stay in this place for long. Seriously, my stomach is already protesting right now, and I'm going to have to vomit if I've been here for so long. ”

"I know you're going to hate this place, and so am I. But this is a shortcut to the habitat of the black widow, which can help us save many detours, and from a rational point of view, taking this road is a very correct choice. As for those fogs, they can be regarded as ordinary fogs, they don't smell bad, they don't have toxicity, and they don't cause us any trouble except for obstructing our vision. Anrui tried to persuade his companion.

"But I feel sick at the thought of where the fog came from." Sophie still pinched her nose and furrowed her slender eyebrows.

"It's just a psychological effect, just endure it and it's over."

The weasel on the branch in front of him heard the two of them talking, and cast his gaze over, his eyes indifferent and cold. After a few seconds of pause, it hissed, moved slightly, and its body sprang out, fleeing into the unknown distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye, its white form merging into the white mist.

"Be careful, this weasel is aggressive, fast, has sharp claws, and is adept at using fog to conceal its whereabouts. This misty forest was created by the weasel and is their home, where they live and where they hunt. Even if large beasts such as lions and tigers come here, they will be hunted by the weasels, and they will not be spared. One or two weasel is not a threat to us, and we need to be careful if a large group of weasel are eyeing us. Anrui looked in the direction of the weasel leaving, with a wary look on his face. There is a killing machine hidden in the mist, and the left weasel may kill them at any time and rush at them.

"It's a nasty monster." Sophie made no secret of her dislike for the Weasel.

"Monsters are all nasty, no way. In contrast, the Weasel is very easy to deal with. Their special abilities are very simple, and they have no other ability than to create fog. An Rui squeezed out a smile, took the lead and walked in front, beckoning to Sha Fei, "Anyway, we've come here, let's keep going." This is a shortcut, passing through the forest to reach the habitat of the black widow. If all goes well, it will only take two days to cross this forest, which is still very fast. We are seafarers, and we have seen even strong winds and waves, how can we be stumped by this little mist? ”

"Okay. Listen to you, and go this way. Sophie reluctantly followed, her mouth pursed.

An Rui breathed a sigh of relief, if Shafi didn't agree to take this path, she would have to take a long detour. He led the way, his left hand clasped tightly on the scabbard, his gaze fixed on the impenetrable fog ahead. This is already at the edge of the Misty Forest, and the further you go, the more dangerous it becomes, and you may be attacked by the Weasel at any time, so you have to guard against it.

From time to time, there are unusual noises in the fog, such as the breaking of tree branches, or the roaring sound, which are eighty percent made by the weasels.

On the ground, it is common to see the bones of some wild beasts, some of which are of small beasts, and some of which are of large beasts. The skeletal eye sockets of the black hole, as if they were still alive, stared indifferently at An Rui and Sha Fei, the two adventurers.

Whenever he encounters a corpse, Anrui will deliberately pay attention to see if there are any bones left behind by the death of a special creature. Some creatures have extremely hard bones, and if you are lucky enough to get one, you can make a bone shield. It's a pity that he didn't have good luck, and he didn't even encounter a special corpse, and all he encountered were ordinary bones such as rabbits and wild deer.

Probably because of the habit of nature, after walking a little deeper into the forest, the disgust on Shafi's face gradually faded, and she seemed to accept the forest.

Directly in front of him, the figure of the Weasel appeared again, and this Weasel did the same thing as its previous companion, aiming its ass into the air, and let out a comfortable fart, spewing out a large cloud of mist.

"It looks a lot like skunks, are they close relatives?" Sophie asked, turning her head sideways.

"They're all ferrets, and they both like to fart, so they're probably close relatives." Anrui shrugged.

The weasel on the branch finished farting, lowered its head slightly, stared at An Rui and the two, and let out a hostile hiss.

An Rui thought that this weasel, like the one just now, would quickly choose to escape, but he guessed wrong.

This hiss was exchanged for more hissing, and there were many weasel lurking in the surrounding fog, which seemed to be a population of weasels. The weasel hissed one after the other, communicating in this way and intimidating their prey. White figures emerged from the mist, standing on the branches, staring condescendingly at An Rui and the two.

"Looks like we're in a little trouble." An Rui's face sank, frowned slightly, looked around, and estimated the number of weasels.

There are a total of five weasels, and there are about four to six weasels hidden in the mist, adding up to more than ten. The Weasel is a level 2 monster, one or two are not a threat, and more than ten are different, but fortunately, with Sha Fei by her side, with the help of such a level 10 warrior, it is enough to deal with this sudden crisis.

Sophie pulled out the scimitar hanging from her waist, which she hadn't used since she got it.

"Shhh The nearest weasel hissed, arched, swooped down, and swooped down at Anrui's face.

"I'll leave this to me." An Rui drew his long sword, rose to the challenge, aimed at the direction where the weasel pounced, quickly calculated the distance and speed of the enemy and us, and slashed the long sword in his hand head-on at the most appropriate time.