Tower 3......

Block 4......

Block 5......

Irin's walk from village to village.

At first, Irin's eyes were raised, but then, as she passed through a village, Irin only raised her eyelids.

"Oh, it's a village again."

Finished.

Even if it's a terrifying fact, if you see it a lot, it's actually the same.

Pan Zhengyi also seemed to feel a little bored, yawning in the foggy forest, killing ghosts.

I have to say that Pan Zhengyi's action of killing ghosts really made Yi Rin secretly distressed for the "ghosts".

Like what......

Stick the knife into the ghost's mouth and stir it......

Another example......

A knife stabbed into the cheek, opened a bud for the ghost, and dredged it.

Another example......

The word "justice" was engraved on the grimace......

Of course, Pan Zhengyi can only bully and bully those low-level ghosts, in case he encounters a ghost general with rough skin and thick flesh, he still has to take action from Yi Rin.

Irin glanced at the "Ghost Qi List".

I silently calculated in my heart.

Then snatched the ancient knife back from Pan Zhengyi's hand, and seeing Pan Zhengyi's reluctance, he could only comfort: "Good, take you to a good place." ”

Pan Zhengyi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is it?" ”

"Take you to the mountains."

It doesn't matter how many villages there are in this Ghost Misty Mountain.

In every village, the house of the one-armed old man was locked.

But Irin's didn't break in again.

One is that the mediocre life-saving hammer needs to be used once in case it is needed.

The second is ...... Not necessarily.

Irin had the answer in her mind.

But there's another place to go.

Otherwise, Irin can't rest assured.

Moreover, if you continue to dig into the plot, you can also make the final clearance more evaluated.

"Climbing a mountain?"

Pan Zhengyi pondered for a moment.

Suddenly, a sentence popped up: "Is it the kind of thing that takes posthumous photos?" ”

“？”

Pan Zhengyi laughed inexplicably.

Yi Rin was confused when she heard this, thinking to herself that Pan Zhengyi's brain hole didn't know which inexplicable timeline was connected.

He suddenly remembered what Molly called the theory of "déjà vu."

Maybe Pan Zhengyi's brain can really receive some mysterious information fragments?

“……”

An hour later.

Yi Rin and Pan Zhengyi climbed to the top of the mountain.

The road was rugged, and Irin struggled.

When I arrived at the top of the mountain, I was covered with a dense layer of sweat on the top of my head.

Strength attribute...... It's still a little lower.

Irin was a little helpless.

All I can say is...... You can't have it both ways.

He glanced back at Pan Zhengyi, who was leisurely and smirking from time to time.

Suddenly I regretted it, and I wanted to bring this guy for Mao.

If you don't bring it......

"Forget it."

Irin thought about it, but didn't care.

Regret is useless for what has already happened.

When he arrived at the top of the mountain, Irin glanced at the "Ghost Qi List" again, and his expression was neither happy nor sad.

The top of the mountain is shrouded in a faint red mist.

It was as if it had been made of blood.

Irin's nose twitched slightly, and in the mist, there was a faint fragrance.

The skull-shaped Ghost Fog Mountain, the scenery from the top of the mountain, is a little unexpected.

It is surrounded by small bright red flowers.

It's a sea of flowers.

A sea of bright red flowers.

Like blood.

The elegant fragrance spreads from this sea of flowers.

Irin stepped into the sea of flowers, and suddenly he realized that something was wrong.

These luxuriantly blooming flowers have no leaves.

On the bare stalks, there are only small blooming flowers.

Behind the bright and gorgeous, it gives people a sense of loneliness.

Irin's heart moved, and he picked one casually.

A line of text appeared in front of me.

……

【Flower of the Other Side】

【Grade】None

【Effect】It's just a flower, what effect do you want?

Legend has it that the flowers on the other side grow at the junction of yin and yang, the flowers bloom for a thousand years, the flowers fall for a thousand years, the flowers do not see the leaves, the leaves do not see the flowers, the flowers and leaves are always wrong, and life and death are not connected.

……

"The other side of the flower?"

Irin thought it was just a legend.

Why is it on the top of Ghost Fog Mountain?

"Yin and Yang Junction?" Irin pondered again in a low voice.

Irin's clear understanding of the urine nature of the inner world.

There is no such thing as an unprovoked existence, and there will be no explanation for being useless.

Since the flowers on the other side grow here, there must be a reason for him.

When Yi Rin and Pan Zhengyi stepped in, countless petals fluttered in the sky.

The one in Irin's hand had just been plucked, and the stem was rapidly withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the petals withered, flew, and merged into the petals in the sky, scattered and poignant.

At the end of the sea of flowers, there seems to be something.

Yi Rin stepped forward, and Pan Zhengyi followed.

Above his head, the moon became more and more ruddy.

As if it was going to drip blood.

Obviously, the sun has not yet set, but the light of the moon has covered the sun.

The sauce is better than the fish.

The more Irin walked deeper into the sea of flowers on the other side, there was a vague feeling of discomfort in his mind.

It's like ...... There was some mysterious force that invaded his brain and was influencing his thinking.

In an instant, in Irin's ears, the sound of rustling continued to echo.

It reverberates and endures.

Irin couldn't help but distract herself from the squirming sound, and if she listened carefully, it was as if it were ...... There are countless people whispering in their ears.

"Hallucinations?"

Irin shook his head, feeling that something was wrong.

Even if it is an illusion, in the face of his will attribute as high as 7.1, there is a certain amount of resistance.

Irin concentrated, trying not to pay attention, the inexplicable whisper in his ear, and continued to walk.

He didn't notice that Pan Zhengyi, who was originally following behind him, suddenly shook his whole body and froze in place, as if he had been electrocuted.

Pan Zhengyi's eyes first became cloudy, and then gradually became clear......

Sparkle.

……

……

At the end of the sea of flowers on the other side, two earthen tombs were erected.

On these two graves, there are two tombstones.

The tombstone looks old, but the surroundings are very clean, and there are no weeds around the grave.

The handwriting on the tombstone is clearly legible.

"Tomb of Nie Red Sleeves"!

"Bai Xiaoyi's Tomb"!

Nie Hongsleeve...... Bai Xiaoyi!

Irin's breath froze, and his gaze froze slightly.

Around the two tombstones, on the ground, there seems to be some kind of bizarre pattern carved into it.

It looks like some kind of ancient formation.

"That's not right...... It looks more like some kind of religious ritual. ”

Between the tombstones of Nie Hongsleeve and Bai Xiaoyi, there is one of the pieces of dirt, which seems to be different from the surroundings, and there are traces of being turned over.

Yi Rin's heart moved, squatted down, thought about it, took out Xiao Shisan's ancient knife from the storage space, and prepared to excavate.

At this moment, Pan Zhengyi suddenly smiled slightly.

An afterimage suddenly swept out of the sea of flowers on the other side, like a streamer, and rushed directly behind Yi Rin.

Irin had already sensed the existence of the figure through his "sense of touch".

Just as he was about to make a move, he was surprised to find that Pan Zhengyi was faster than him.

Qiang.

Pan Zhengyi smiled slightly, squinting his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in the gap between those eyes.

Syllable.

The broken knife in Pan Zhengyi's hand broke again.

But the figure has been completely blocked.

Irin stopped digging and stood up.

Looking at the figure blocked in front of Pan Zhengyi, his iron-faced face showed an expression of disbelief.

Irin smiled.

"You followed us all the way, seeing that I was ready to dig down, and finally I couldn't help it?"

"Shall I call you the old ghost hunter? Or ......"

"Nie Xiu?"