Irin followed the direction of the scream and groped around in the fog.
The density of the fog was out of the norm.
In the fog, one's field of vision was less than ten meters.
The soil under his feet was very moist and had a rotten smell.
Ka ka ka …
The moist soil was covered with withered leaves. When he stepped on it, a crisp sound could be heard in the fog.
Very quickly, a vague figure appeared in front of Irin.
"Ah ah ah ah ah —"
In the fog, in front of him, a petite and weak figure was screaming while rushing towards Irin.
Irin's expression did not change. His left hand was on his waist.
His other hand was holding a knife.
It could be unsheathed at any time to kill.
That frantic figure broke through the fog in front of him.
Only when it was a few meters away from Irin, Irin could barely see the true face of that figure.
It was a dirty little girl who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. She was wearing a grey sackcloth. Her hair was unkempt and her face was dirty. She looked exactly like a refugee.
But when the little girl raised her head, her dirty face was dotted with two clear and flawless big eyes, bright and full of spirit.
While Irin was sizing up the little girl, the little girl also saw Irin. She stuttered and said, "Sir, quick, quick, let's go! There … there's a ghost! "
Oh?
It was actually like this?
Irin's expression was calm. He smiled and said, "Ghost? Where is it? "
As everyone knew, in the storyline mode trial, one had to enter the storyline to trigger the mission.
The biggest difference between the storyline mode and other modes was that in order to obtain a higher evaluation in the storyline mode, one had to dig deeper into the storyline.
The type that was digging to the death.
The deeper one dug into the storyline, the higher the difficulty of the entire stage would be. But the evaluation after passing the stage would also be higher.
As the saying goes, the greater the risk, the greater the reward.
How to choose between risk and reward, how to make the right choice at every step in the storyline mode … was enough to give every apostle a headache.
Back to the main topic.
When Irin calmly asked the little girl where the ghost was, the little girl's face revealed a shocked expression.
"But, but, but …"
Irin comforted her softly, "It's okay. Where are the ghosts?"
The little girl bit her lower lip as tears welled up in her big eyes.
A few seconds later, she shook her head with all her might. "No, sir! That's … that's a man-eating ghost! "
"How do you know ghosts eat people?"
"Because my father was eaten by a ghost!"
The little girl pointed towards the depths of the mist and clenched her teeth. She looked delicate and pitiful as she cried. Her eyes were bloodshot, making her look bright red, making one feel pity for her.
Just by looking at the little girl's big, expressive eyes, one could not help but overlook her dirty face.
"Go!"
Irin calmly followed the direction the little girl was pointing at and went deep into the fog. There was no fear on his face.
"My lord … this …"
The little girl was a little anxious and seemed to want to stop Irin, but seeing that Irin was unstoppable, she could only stomp her feet and follow Irin's footsteps.
Thick fog.
Withered Leaf Forest.
A man with a short saber hanging from his waist and a thin and weak girl, the two of them, one in front and one behind, passed through the crowd.
Hiss, hiss —
Caw caw — —
From the depths of the forest came some strange sounds from time to time. Sometimes it was the sound of insects, sometimes it was the cry of crows.
The originally ordinary things, under the shroud of the fog, became a little strange.
After walking for a few hundred steps, Irin stopped and turned back to ask, "Is it this way?"
The little girl bit her finger and the whites of her eyes became a little red. She carefully identified the direction and then slightly adjusted the direction for Irin. She stretched out her finger and said, "My lord … this way! But my lord, those are man-eating evil ghosts, humans cannot fight 'them'! "
"Ah, there is nothing invincible in this world. Ghosts also have weaknesses." Irin smiled and did not turn back. "My name is Irin, and you?"
"My lord Irin, my name is … Xiao Yi."
Irin's breathing suddenly stagnated.
Then he slowly turned his head and looked at Xiao Yi. A gentle smile flashed across his face. "Which Yi … is it?"
"My lord, it's the same 'Yi' …" Xiao Yi shrunk her neck and looked a little timid.
"Oh, it's a very good name … where do you live?"
"My home is in the west of Haunted-mist Mountain." Xiao Yi pointed in a certain direction.
"Haunted-mist Mountain … Haunted-mist Mountain?" Irin repeated the name and carefully pondered.
Seeing this, Xiao Yi's tone became a little surprised. "My lord, are you from outside Haunted-mist Mountain?"
"You can say that, hehe."
Irin did not comment.
Xiao Yi covered her mouth in surprise. "How is that possible …"
Under Irin's questioning, Xiao Yi also told him the reason for her surprise.
The place where Irin lived now was called Haunted-mist Mountain.
The origin of this name was already unknown.
Xiao Yi lived in Haunted-mist Mountain since she was a child and was familiar with everything in this mountain.
Haunted-mist Mountain was shrouded in a layer of thick fog day and night. The closer one was to Haunted-mist Mountain, the thinner the fog was. The farther one was from Haunted-mist Mountain, the thicker the fog was.
At the border of Haunted-mist Mountain, one would be surrounded by a layer of thick black fog. It was as black as ink.
Xiao Yi also said that the reason why she was surprised that Irin came from outside Haunted-mist Mountain was because Haunted-mist Mountain was a cursed place passed down from generation to generation in their village.
No one could leave Haunted-mist Mountain, and no one could come in from outside Haunted-mist Mountain.
There were some people who did not believe in heresy and wanted to leave Haunted-mist Mountain, so they plunged into the black fog.
After that … there was no after that.
The people who entered the black fog never appeared again.
Not even their bones were left.
As time passed, no one wanted to leave the mountain anymore.
And the circle of "black fog" at the border of Haunted-mist Mountain became more and more mysterious. It was called "man-eating ghost fog".
"The border of the map …"
After listening to Xiao Yi's description, Irin had a preliminary impression of this map.
At this time, a strange sound came from the front of the thick fog.
Puchi … Kacha … Slurp slurp …
It sounded like someone was eating in front of them.
Further ahead, a figure with its back facing Irin and Xiao Yi was squatting on the ground. Its shoulders were shaking.
Xiao Yi who was behind Irin suddenly sucked in a mouthful of cold air!
"Ghost … Ghost … Ghost!"
"Ah …"
The figure squatting on the ground suddenly turned its head!
A muffled sound came out of his mouth.
Its eyes were as red as blood, flickering with a demonic light in the thick fog.
In the mouth of the "ghost", there were two rows of sharp teeth. There was still a lot of flesh and blood between the teeth.
A trace of blood was sliding down its mouth.
This was … a ghost!
But in Irin's view, rather than a ghost, it was more appropriate to call it a monster.
As everyone knew, there were no ghosts in the real world.
The ghost in front of them was similar to a "monster". Its name was not important.
Irin's spiritual energy was full, and he had two practical skills in hand, so he did not panic.
In front of the evil ghost, there seemed to be a bloody figure lying on the ground. Its chest was slightly moving up and down.
Still alive?
Thinking of this, Irin directly pulled out his sword.
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