By their senses, Yi Rin and Pan Zhengyi walked in the dense fog for about an hour and a half.

Maybe it feels like there's an error, but it shouldn't be that far off.

After the mental power is improved, the perception in many aspects is much sharper.

Along the way, Irin vividly remembers the marks left by his knife.

The marks carved into each tree were as clear and recognizable as the coordinates in Irin's mind.

Live is a GPS navigation.

And it's the kind that doesn't consume electricity.

It's still the same sentence -

The spiritual side route, who walks who knows.

Another two minutes passed.

The fog in front of me has lightened slightly.

After casually killing a C-level ghost soldier in front of him, touching the corpse, and harvesting the ghost energy value and chaos value, Irin walked forward quickly.

Pan Zhengyi carried the ancient knife and followed behind Yi Rin.

Now...... A small village appeared.

Village!

See the village again!

Wait, why again?

If you were someone else, maybe your first reaction would be to go back to where you were.

But Irin's clear knowledge that he was in the fog and did not lose his way.

He definitely didn't go back.

Of course, the possibility that the fog was strange and made him go around in a circle cannot be completely ruled out.

"Let's see."

Irin put away his knife.

At the entrance of the village sat a little boy with a yellow face and thin muscles, the boy was listless, with his head drooping and chewing a crumpled grass in his mouth.

Seeing Yi Rin and Pan Zhengyi coming, the little boy at the entrance of the village tilted his head and glanced at the two of them suspiciously, his eyelids drooping.

It's like they don't know each other at all.

Suddenly, the little boy looked at Irin for a long time, his eyes lit up, and he was inexplicably a little energetic, spat out the withered grass in his mouth, and asked, "Excuse me, you...... Is it a ghost hunter? ”

Irin's expression froze for a moment.

In an instant, he had a terrible guess.

"Excuse me, are you a ghost hunter?"

Seeing that Irin was silent, the child did not give up, and repeated it again.

Irin took a breath, and soon his expression calmed down, and a word came out of his mouth: "Yes!" ”

The boy ran into the village with joy.

"Great! Great! There's a ghost hunter here! ”

"Great! Great! There's a ghost hunter here! ”

"Great! Great! There's a ghost hunter here! ”

Same scenario.

The same village.

A little boy who looks exactly the same.

In an instant, Irin had the illusion of going back in time.

Déjà vu?

No, no, no......

It's just ...... Same!

Yi Rin suddenly turned his head, and at the entrance of the village, there was also a stone tablet.

But this piece ......

But it's different from the previous one.

This stone tablet is cleaner, and the name of the village is also complete.

Three words, one is not bad.

"Puppet Village".

The font of the original village that has been erased by the years is actually ...... Puppet?

Next to the word "human", there is a "ghost...... Puppet?

Irin didn't say a word and went straight to the stone tablet.

The palm of his hand touched it without hesitation.

"It's just plain stone."

Yi Rin made a judgment on the first moment.

The material is completely different from the stone tablet with the missing words.

It's just ordinary stones.

Yi Rin said directly to Pan Zhengyi behind him: "I'll leave it to you." ”

Pan Zhengyi pursed his lips with a look of disdain, but his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Hmph, weak chicken!"

Pan Zhengyi directly rushed forward with a knife and slashed at the stone tablet.

The stele is divided in two.

The ancient knife was intact and not broken.

Irin's expression became more and more solemn.

Around the village, there are still many lonely graves, many of which look like newly dug pits.

But the pits were empty, with no bodies and no people.

I don't know what I'm going to bury it with.

An old man came out tremblingly, his face yellow and waxy, but his face glowed red.

It's the old village chief!

Irin was sure that the first "old village chief" was dead.

And it's too dead to die.

An old village chief appeared "again" in front of him!

The old village chief who looks exactly the same!

Yi Rin left the place as fast as he could, and did not talk to the old village chief at all as before.

In Li Changge's words: there is no plot.

Irin ran all the way to the end of the village, where it was originally the house of a one-armed old man.

That windowless, completely sealed house!

Pan Zhengyi walked leisurely around the village.

The door was locked.

It cannot be destroyed by force.

Yi Rin didn't hesitate for half a second, and with a flip of his palm, a gray card appeared in Yi Rin's hand.

On the card, there is a small bright red hammer.

……

【Ordinary life-saving hammer】

【Grade】None

[Description] This is a mediocre life-saving hammer, except for being able to knock on doors and windows, there is nothing else special. Remaining uses: 3/3.

……

Irin was expressionless, and directly smashed the wooden door to pieces with a hammer.

It can be called a rule prop against the sky, a mediocre series of items, and it is only used three times, but Irin's use here without hesitation.

Inside the house, there was still that foul smell.

By the light outside the door, Irin glanced at the interior of the room.

It is exactly the same as the room of the one-armed old man in "another".

There was also a candlestick in the corner, but there was no fire.

There are countless bone carvings on the ground.

Irin picked up one of the bone carvings.

There are almost no traces of carving in these bone carvings, only a rough outline, and it is not known what the finished product will be.

"Is it ......?"

Click.

In Irin's mind, the incomplete puzzle seemed to be filled in with a key point.

But......

It's not enough.

It's a little worse.

Irin felt like he was close to the truth.

The truth of it all.

Yi Rin didn't stay in the "second" village for too long, and directly pulled Pan Zhengyi, who was squatting in the house and playing with bones, and left the village.

Before leaving the village, Irin's attention was to notice that the village was more populous than the "previous one", and that the hunters seemed to be still alive.

Before he left, he happened to meet Zhang Orion, who had "died", with a large bag of wild fruits behind him.

"This one" Zhang Orion obviously didn't know Irin and walked directly past Irin.

The village was full of joy.

There is something to eat......

Nature rejoices.

He seemed to vaguely hear the boy at the entrance of the village, shouting everywhere: "Great! Great! Zhang Orion is back with food......"

Yi Rin and Pan Zhengyi re-plunged into the thick fog.

This time, Irin shifted his direction slightly.

He didn't walk directly towards the Ghost Misty Mountain, but ...... Go in circles around the Ghost Fog Mountain.

Time...... Not much.

Irin sped up.

Seeing this, Pan Zhengyi seemed to find it very interesting, and followed behind Yi Rin with a 100-meter sprint.

Along the way, all the ghosts encountered, Yi Rin didn't do anything, and all of them were handed over to Pan Zhengyi to solve.

But......

The ranking of the ghost list has not changed much.

About another 40 minutes passed.

Now......

Another village has appeared!

The third village!

But at the entrance of this village, there is no child at the entrance of the village who is always happy.

At the entrance of the village, there is still a stone monument.

It's still those three words......

"Puppet Village".

The village was empty and lifeless.

There is no half of the human atmosphere.

Countless crows, hovering over the village, covering the sky and the sun, are extremely spectacular.

It's all ravens......

Crows all over the sky.

As Irin and Pan entered the village, countless crows flew up in shock and swept over the heads of Irin and the others.

Yaaaa

The crow's chirping became the only melody under this sky.

This third village is a dead village with no people.

But Irin, who was already familiar with the structure of the village, went straight to the one-armed old man's house.

In this uninhabited village, all the houses are open doors, except for the one-armed old man...... Exception.

Irin crushed the card and sacrificed the weapon again...... A mediocre life-saving hammer.

Second......

Irin's expression was calm, and he didn't look distressed at all.

After knocking on the door, Irin quickly observed the interior of the room.

The same candles, the same smell, the same furnishings......

The ground is still full of bone carvings.

Suddenly, Irin's glance froze instantly.

The bone carvings on the ground are a little different.

These are all carved bone carvings.

The bone carvings are lifelike!

There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes, staring at Irin in the dark, densely packed, this strange atmosphere, made Irin can't help but feel a slight chill down his spine.

The bone carvings are all ......

A demon with fangs!

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