I don't know when it started, but the middle-aged hunter didn't make any movement.

"Uncle?"

Irin asked again.

Still no response.

I don't know when it started......

The hunter was cold, and he was no longer breathing.

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

It seems to be laughing but not laughing, and it seems to cry but not crying.

And so he died straight.

Died on Irin's back.

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

Is it scared to death in the past?

Or did you die in a sweet dream?

Irin doesn't know.

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

"How could this creature end up in a trial on the fourth layer?"

"Could it be...... She's the Ghost King? ”

Yi Rin shook his head, the ability shown by the female ghost in red was mysterious and unpredictable, although Yi Rin had some guesses in his heart, but due to the lack of information at present, he still couldn't make a conclusion.

"It's a pity that I also distracted that voice at the time, otherwise I could have reminded you not to look back."

Irin sighed softly, observed a few seconds of silence for the middle-aged hunter, and after standing there and thinking for a moment, he picked up the middle-aged hunter's body again and walked along the gravel road.

After walking out of the dense forest, the vision in front of me is much broader.

Although there was still a faint layer of fog in the air, it was nothing compared to the concentration of the fog in the dead forest.

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

Irin estimated that the location of those wisps of light smoke was not far from here.

Looking farther away, a strangely shaped mountain peak, standing under the clouds, looks a little lonely.

Irin squinted at the peak.

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

Irin's long gaze felt like she was being stared at by the skull, and she couldn't help but feel creepy.

In the blink of an eye, the sensation faded away without a trace, as if it were an illusion.

"Huh! It's a little flavorful! Is that the Ghost Fog Mountain? ”

After entering the inner world, the scene is full of weirdness.

But Irin couldn't help but laugh instead.

Interesting.

Irin pondered the plot hint 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 are many barren graves, scattered and scattered, and the graves are also overgrown with weeds.

Most of the graves were only a broken wooden plank, and the handwriting on the board had long since become mottled and illegible with the sun and rain, some were covered with moss, and some had long since decayed.

Some of the graves don't even have a simple tombstone, but a bald grave, and from time to time a crow falls on the grave, babbling and screaming, and the hoarse crow cries sounding like weeping at first glance.

About half an hour later.

Carrying the hunter's corpse on his back, Irin's final arrival at the spot where Light Smoke was.

It's a small village.

There is a stone monument erected at the village gate.

The stele looks like it has a certain year, and the handwriting is blurred, and only the last two words can be vaguely recognizable -

“… Shadow Village"

The whole village was surrounded by a mud wall about a man high, and a few wisps of light smoke floated from the village, and it was right that Irin could identify the location from a distance.

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.

Irin approached the village step by step with the middle-aged hunter on his back.

The whole village felt lifeless, and the mud roofs were covered with crows, and the crows' heads were surging and the ground was black.

Except for the little boy at the entrance of the village, Irin didn't see any other villagers.

The little boy looked up at Irin and lowered it again.

Continue to chew the grass in your mouth.

It seems to have quite a taste.

Irin put down the corpse on his back, smiled slightly, and asked, "Look, is this someone from your village?" ”

Only then did the little boy raise his head again, and his gaze fell on the face of the middle-aged hunter with a strange expression.

After a while, the little boy nodded blankly: "It's Zhang Orion, is he asleep?" ”

"No, he's dead."

When the little boy heard this, Mu Ne's expression was slightly moved, and he stayed in place for a few seconds before he reacted.

"Zhang Orion is dead?"

"That's right, dead."

The little boy suddenly jumped up from the ground, and as he ran towards the village, he shouted—

"Oh no! Oh no! Zhang Orion is also dead! ”

"Oh no! Oh no! Zhang Orion is also dead! ”

Hearing the little boy's voice, there was not the slightest movement in the village.

Half a minute later, a door opened with a babbling outward, and a trembling old man stepped out of it.

The little boy shouted as if he was running around the entrance of the village, and then suddenly circled back to the entrance of the village, staring at Irin deadly.

To be precise, it should be staring at the black robe on Irin's body.

"You...... Is it a ghost hunter? ”

Yi Rin smiled slightly and nodded, "Sort of." ”

When the little boy heard this, he suddenly grinned.

The strength that came out of his thin little body came out of nowhere, and he ran into the village at a faster speed than Shicai.

"Great! Great! Another ghost hunter is here! Another ghost hunter is here! ”

"Great! Great! Another ghost hunter is here! Another ghost hunter is here! ”

"Great! Great! Another ghost hunter is here! Another ghost hunter is here! ”

When Zhang Orion died, the boy reported it twice.

And the ghost hunter ...... But the boy shouted three times.

Really...... Say important things three times.

That formation reminded Yi Rin of a word:

Happy to hear, happy people's hearts, the whole world celebrates, and runs to tell each other.

Abbreviation......

Hi Da Puben.

Yi Rin was a little curious, how did this kid manage to cry for Zhang Orion one second ago, and then lie like this the next?

Wait a minute......

Irin said two words to the little boy, and savored it a little.

"Dead too...... Not again......? ”

And this lifeless village seems to have suddenly come to life after hearing the words "ghost hunter".

……

……

Inside a dimly lit house.

A fire rose in the center.

On the fire, a pitted iron pot hangs.

In the iron pot, a pot of green wild vegetable soup was boiling, and hot air was constantly coming out of the pot, exuding a trace of strange taste.

Two men, one woman, and an old man.

The four of them sat in the four corners of the iron pot and sat on the ground.

Look at each other.

The gray-haired old man is described as withered and sallow-complexion.

He moved his lips several times and glanced at the other three, as if he wanted to say something.

But the three young ghost hunters in front of him seemed to be secretly shooting sparks at each other, and the strange atmosphere made him feel that it was extremely difficult to even open his mouth to speak.

Many villagers were lying out of the windows, looking at the scene inside the house through the windows.

In broad daylight, the room was dimly lit, but the windows were filled with human heads.

Irin suddenly smiled.

He picked up the simple clay bowl in front of him, and there was a hole in it.

Irin didn't care, scooped a bowl of steaming wild vegetable soup, and took a sip in front of the other three.

Goo Goo –

A handsome man.

A young girl with long hair and a shawl.

The brush focused his eyes on Irin.

Yi Rin blew into the bowl, smiled at the two of them, and said gently: "It tastes good, it's just a little lighter, you can taste it too?" ”