"Huh?"

Irin looked down.

He stepped on a crumpled hand.

Lying on the ground was a middle-aged man covered in blood.

Dressed in shabby clothes, with sackcloth wrapped around his head, his right shoulder and right arm were eaten by a piece of flesh, looking blurred and miserable.

Irin hesitated for a second.

Weighing the pros and cons, I didn't plan to pay attention to it.

After all, he is not a virgin, and in the plot mode, the most taboo is to act without brains.

Think before you act.

Impulsiveness, the Virgin, anger, brainless licking of the plot characters, these brainless actions will only make things worse.

This is clear to Irin.

I also have a deep understanding.

He was about to leave, but the middle-aged man grabbed Irin by the ankle.

I don't know where this middle-aged man gave birth to his strength, and his wrinkled palm was like an iron hoop.

Right now......

A familiar curtain suddenly appeared in front of Irin's eyes.

……

【Welcome to the 4th floor!】 】

[Once upon a time there was a Ghost Fog Mountain......]

[In the Ghost Fog Mountain, there are people and ghost ......]

[Ah...... Finally, five more young ghost hunters came from outside the Ghost Fog Mountain through the ghost fog......]

[They wore their own "ghost slashing knives" to kill powerful ghosts, bringing a faint glimmer of dawn to the Ghost Misty Mountain......]

[This is the legendary Oniwu Mountain.] 】

[It's dark...... Please close the door! 】

[Main Quest: Kill the Ghost King!] Task failed...... Wipe it out all!! 】

……

Irin was silent.

Carefully pondering the plot prompts that emerged in front of him.

Memorize word by word, minute by minute.

Beware......

There are pits.

As for the cruel punishment for defeat, Irin simply ignored it.

Anyway...... Get used to it.

Wipe it all out?

Everybody's like that.

"Young Ghost Hunter...... Help me, save me......"

Irin frowned.

This plot cue is triggered only after the middle-aged man grabs Irin by the ankle.

Other words......

Irin's head lowered and said in a deep voice, "Can you get out of this fog?" ”

"Ahem...... The dying middle-aged man coughed dryly, breathed like a gossamer, and said slowly: "Master Ghost Hunter, I am the most experienced hunter in the village...... One of them, this forest, every tree, I have left a mark......"

"Yes or no?" Irin didn't give the middle-aged man time to talk nonsense, and let out a low snort.

"Yes!"

"Good!"

Yi Rin didn't talk nonsense, and directly scooped up the middle-aged man from the ground and carried it behind his back.

To Irin's surprise, the middle-aged man turned out to be much lighter than he looked, and his skin was slightly cold, and Irin carried it behind his back, not feeling bothered at all.

"Show the way!"

The middle-aged man panted and lay behind Irin, squinting his eyes as if through the thick fog to distinguish the difference between each dead tree, and then lowered his head and looked at the ground...... The nose twitched slightly......

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

The middle-aged man seemed to have some skills, and he quickly showed Irin a way through the fog.

Although Irin, Irin, is not 100% sure that the middle-aged hunter, who was almost eaten by the ghost, will be able to find the right route from the fog forest.

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

Although the plot mode is unpredictable, according to the actions of the apostle, as the depth of the plot continues to be explored, there will also be different endings, as well as different difficulties.

But no matter how unpredictable it is, there are traces to follow......

In the story mode, there is no absolute dead end.

It was through calculations and speculation that Irin made his current choice.

"Ahh

Right now.

In a dense fog.

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

There were bursts of terrible crow crows, which resounded through the forest.

Ripple in the thick fog.

Be...... Nie Red Sleeves!

Suddenly!

After the countless crows were startled, a terrible hiss was heard from that direction.

Yi Rin subconsciously covered his ears, but because he was carrying the hunter, Yi Rin only had time to cover one side.

The hissing sound was like an infrasound wave, and it shook Irin's eardrum with pain and buzzing.

At this time, there was a cry of pain from his back.

I saw that the middle-aged hunter frowned, his face turned pale, and two lines of blood slowly flowed out of his ears, dripping along his sideburns.

The female ghost in red...... Must be mad.

The killing intent coming from behind him almost turned into substance, and every inch of skin on Yi Rin's body came from a dense stinging pain at the same time.

In that whistle, with seven points of anger, two points of mentality exploded, and ...... A little embarrassed.

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 Hongsleeve, as well as what she did in the state of "charm", after Yi Rin's reasonable speculation and brain supplementation, she could also guess that eight or nine were not far from ten.

"It's a ghost! It's a ghost! Hell! ”

The middle-aged hunter on his back chattered his teeth in fright, making a crisp sound, and Irin's could even feel the middle-aged hunter behind him shivering.

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

Irin asked in a low voice as he glanced at the psionic energy with a blank face.

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

When the middle-aged hunter heard this, he suddenly remembered something, the despair in his eyes diluted a little, and he hurriedly said, "Master Ghost Hunter, as long as you 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 woods, we will be saved! ”

This is...... Can't ghosts bask in the sun?

Irin quickly picked up crucial information from the middle-aged hunter's words.

One Mile Road......

Irin made quick calculations in his heart, but his pace quickened a little, and he carried a middle-aged hunter with a very light weight on his back, and quickly walked through the forest.

The tingling sensation coming from the skin on the body is getting stronger and stronger, which means that ...... Nie Hongsleeves are approaching quickly!

Killing Intent...... From behind!

300 m ......

200 m ......

100 m ......

A glimmer of sunlight vaguely penetrated the fog in front of him, and the front was getting brighter and brighter.

And behind Yi Rin, Nie Hongsleeve's voice actually passed through the dense fog and came faintly.

"Official, please stay."

The lazy and coquettish voice, as if with endless charm, suddenly sounded a strange voice in Irin's head.

There are also countless beautiful scenes in my mind.

Fair skin......

Delicate jade feet......

The supple silver hair......

yes

Behind it is Gentle Township.

Just look back......

Just look back......

Just a glance......

……

Irin bit his tongue violently!

A trembling spirit shook all over his body, and the voice in his head that kept tempting Irin to turn back instantly dissipated without a trace.

And at this moment, Irin's also successfully broke out of the thick fog.

When stepping out of the thick fog, the sunlight falling on the face looks a little dazzling.

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

In front of me, there is a country road.

The small roads are paved with gravel of varying sizes and are overgrown with weeds.

For the sake of safety, after Yi Rin ran out of the fog forest, he did not stop, and ran along the gravel road for hundreds of meters, and only stopped to take a breath after the cold killing intent behind him completely disappeared.

At this time, Irin slowly turned his head.

A few hundred meters away, a forest of dead trees shrouded in mist.

In the depths of the mist, there were two figures, one tall and one short, flashing by.

Four dim red lights seemed to stare at Irin through the thick fog.

But soon, the four red lights gradually disappeared in the thick fog and disappeared completely.

"Are you gone?"

Irin breathed a sigh of relief.

He still carried the middle-aged hunter on his back.

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

Irin asked casually.

But—

There was no response behind him!