In the past few days, a young man on the shore has been busy for a long time, back and forth, looking at the things in front of him, and finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Now there is a bark rope that is several times as long as before, and the trees that can be seen in the surrounding area are basically exhausted, but many of the older trees have been restored to their original state.

Therefore, Mo Ran is not worried that the bark will be insufficient, the trees here are lush and lush, it is estimated that thanks to this strange lake, the vitality is very majestic, basically, the bark that he just removed two days ago is now intact.

Then he filled a few cans of lake water, picked up a lot of wild fruits, and when everything was ready, he really set off, and prayed faintly in his heart that this time he must get out of this strange white fog.

"Strange, I remember that when I passed through here, there were broken bones on the ground, but now there is nothing, and it stands to reason that the direction is roughly similar to the original, so there is no mistake."

Mo Ran walked for a while, then leaned over to look at the ground carefully, compared with the previous times, this time there was something different.

It's only been a few days, and there are no other creatures here, so it stands to reason that the debris and traces on the ground won't change so quickly.

Although he was confused in his heart, there was nothing he could do but blame this place for being too mysterious, so he immediately got up and continued to explore forward.

The white mist spread here, and with the movement of a figure, it began to swell slowly, as if it was following the side, but the figure did not know it.

After all, this fog obscured the vision, and even more isolated most of the sounds, it was already white, even if someone found that the fog was surging, it was only a common phenomenon, so he didn't go to wonder.

As the figure of a teenager gradually deepened, the white mist surged more frequently.

From the outside world, in the white fog, the many fogs seemed to be converging with that little bit of crystal blue.

This blue mang gives people a feeling, like a bait, attracting many bait-eaters to gather continuously, all staring at the blue bait greedily and viciously, ready to move, waiting for the opportunity.

Swish!

Just as Mo Ran leaned over the ground and made out some marks on the ground, the two bark ropes tied around his waist suddenly tightened.

As if he was being pulled by some inexplicable strange force, just for a moment, the thick bark rope was pulled backwards along with him!

Mo Ran was shocked, this sudden change was too fast, but when he just wanted to look back, in front of his eyes, those surging white mist turned into all kinds of strange faces.

The wriggling mist condensed into hideous faces, like ghosts, rushing towards them!

This kind of inexplicable strange spirit was the first time he saw it, and his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but think of some things, could it be that these are the spirits that his grandfather said?

But now he didn't have time to think, he quickly pulled out the knife at his waist and cut it at his bark rope.

Fortunately, these ghosts and spirits transformed by the white mist seem to be competing for food, even those that are also conjured by the white mist, as long as they go a little forward, they will be devoured by the ghosts that follow behind.

This situation bought him a lot of time, and as soon as the bark rope around his waist broke, he hurriedly rolled to the side.

According to this scene and the creepy coolness on the back, it should be an even more terrifying existence to be able to drag this bark rope!

But now he didn't want to see what was behind him, and he didn't have time to see it, so he galloped straight to one place.

Every breath is precious now, and even if you return to the lake, it is better than dying here inexplicably.

I couldn't help but guess in my heart, I am afraid that the broken white bones he saw that time were not necessarily left by being trapped in the fog and dying, but more by these unknown ghosts, and there was no flesh and blood!

Grandpa once said that everything has a spirit. The so-called feeling of the soul is to be able to listen to the spiritual sound, observe the spiritual shape, understand the spiritual meaning, and the landscape, grass and trees all have the spirit. Is the ghost in front of you the same now?

Since he was a child, he believed that the spirit was a kind of prayer that could fulfill wishes, such as the spirit of the mountains, plants, trees, or animals. Today is the first time I have encountered such a bloodthirsty and murderous ghost, and my heart trembles.

If it weren't for the healing of his own injuries, and after several exercises, his body had strengthened in all aspects, he would definitely not be able to get rid of these ghosts behind him.

Although the ghosts were transformed by the mist, the speed was not very fast, and the various ghosts ate each other, but they did not catch up with him for a while. But now there is a white fog everywhere, and he has nowhere to hide, the only thing he can do is keep moving forward

I don't know how long it took, Mo Ran was still in the white mist, and now it has become a luxury to go back to the lake, the only fortunate thing is that the many ghosts and spirits that have been transformed by the white mist behind him seem to have disappeared.

Looking back, the surroundings were as silent as before, but he didn't let his guard down in his heart, because the more so, the weirder it became!

Ghost things, ordinary utensils have no effect at all, Mo Ran tried to throw away with knives, arrows and the like at the beginning, only to see through the ghost spirit and fall to the ground, not causing the slightest damage, so he decisively chose to escape.

"I should have pestered my grandfather to teach me spiritual methods in the first place, but now that I encounter this kind of ghostly thing, it won't be like this."

The young man's face was ugly, and he couldn't help but regret it, when he was a child, he had asked his grandfather about the spirit, but the grandfather didn't elaborate, and didn't want him to learn the spiritual method and embark on the road of spiritual cultivation, but he just wanted to spend his life in Qingshan Village safely.

After a few years of hard work, it was still fruitless, and he gradually lost interest, anyway, he couldn't get in touch with the spirit on weekdays, and was more looking for wild beasts, but he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen now, which couldn't help but make him smile bitterly.

Mo Ran walked in the mist, but he didn't know that no matter which direction he went, the blue light on his body was still clearly visible in the mist!

The ghosts in the fog have disappeared, at least not in any abnormality, which is very strange.

"If you don't look closely at these fogs, it's really ordinary"

The young man's eyebrows frowned slightly, staring at the surging mist around him, and the expression on his face was much more solemn.

He touched it with his hand a few times just now, but he found something strange that he hadn't noticed before, this fog surge seemed to follow him, if it was an ordinary fog, it would be just that, but after what happened just now, he didn't dare to be careless.

I can't help but think that if the fog is intermittent, sometimes empty and sometimes real, it is all natural, but it is fine, I am afraid that this fog is an unknown strange spirit

But now he doesn't have a good countermeasure, he smiles bitterly from time to time when he is in danger, once upon a time, he went to hunt beasts in Qingshan Village, but now there is an enemy as a sword, and I feel like a fish.

Whew

The speed of the white fog condensation is getting faster and faster, and the sound that was originally isolated has become invalid, and from time to time you can hear the sound of the fog and wind around you, and there are many howls like ghosts, and the sad sound comes in bursts.

In just a moment, a giant fog beast visible to the naked eye gradually condensed in front of him, with a mouth like a huge basin, many tentacles on its body, and its eyes glowing with ghostly light, which was terrifying.

"What is this?"

The young man was startled, even though he was prepared in his heart, but the mist beast manifested, and the hideous face still made his heart vibrate.

"I didn't expect someone to come in after all," the mist beast muttered in a deep voice, an inexplicable fierce light flashing in its eyes.

"How many years have you been in this ghost place!"

With a roar, the surrounding white mist rolled, and many ghosts were scattered into fog and drifted in bursts.

"The blue-scaled fish, haha, it's actually a blue-scaled fish! If I hadn't been looking for this fish back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this, no one is a ghost, no ghost is not a ghost!"

The fog beast looked up to the sky and smiled, a desolate sound, sad and awe-inspiring, and turned to look at the young man in front of him, but it was a light sigh.

"You kid, are you really not afraid of death?"

"In this white mist, no matter where I flee, it is the same, why should I kill myself"

Mo Ran had no choice but to respond, thinking in his heart that there was no other way to plan now, but to improvise.

In this strange white mist, this fog beast fierce spirit is like an overlord, even those ghosts just now, they were also dispersed by its roar, and it was really unwise to provoke it.

Moreover, this kind of ghostly fog beast is also the first time he has seen it, it is not a normal creature, I think it is the fierce spirit mentioned in his grandfather's mouth, and now listening to its words, there is still wisdom, maybe there are other ways.

"Where did you find the blue-scaled fish on your waist, have you ever seen a lonely lake?"

The fog beast didn't panic when it saw the young man in front of it, and just asked, anyway, here, it wasn't worried that a single ant would be able to escape in its hands.

"You mean this fish?" Mo Ran lifted the water bag on his waist and wondered, it seemed that this damn fish was to blame.

Since the last time I went out of the village, I didn't catch a ferret, and I ran into a golden horn, and I almost died, and now I can't eat a fish, but I have attracted this fierce spirit, which is really a disaster.

"It's indeed a blue-scaled fish, I found it in a lake not far away" Mo Ran didn't lie, this fog beast fierce spirit, since he knows this fish, he must know better.

"Sure enough, where is this lake? Boy, if what you say is correct, I can consider letting you live."

The fog beast grinned, and the mist around it surged, and it laughed loudly.

"It's strange, haven't these white fogs been floating by the lake, why does this fog beast even ask where the lake is?"

Mo Ran was surprised in his heart, according to what he thought, if the white fog by the lake was controlled by this fog beast fierce spirit, it stands to reason that he would not be able to find the hidden lake, or rather

I vaguely guessed something in my heart, if this plan was feasible, maybe I could solve this dilemma and escape from here.

"This lake is not far away, but now the surrounding area is white fog, it is difficult to distinguish the direction, and there are many ghosts and spirits that appear from time to time, I am afraid it is difficult to find."

Mo Ran took a deep breath and replied calmly.

"It's okay, you just have to look for it, the surrounding white fog and those fog ghosts who can't help themselves, I have me"

The fierce spirit of the fog beast roared angrily in the sky again, the white mist rolled, spreading out to all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the sight of the sight had expanded to a few feet away.

The surrounding scene gradually became clear, the land was yellow, the blood was everywhere, the white bones were withered, and there was a sense of precipitation and depression, which was terrifying.

Mo Ran was frightened, after the white fog faded, the earth was already visible, but it was even more terrifying, as if there was a great evil, and the wriggling white mist was everywhere in sight, as if it was about to gather, but it was cut off by life!