Based on their feelings, Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi walked for about an hour and a half in the thick fog.

Maybe there is an error, but the difference should not be far.

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

Along the way, Yi Lin clearly remembered that her knife left a mark.

The marks on every tree were as clear and identifiable as coordinates in Yi Lin's mind.

It's just a GPS navigation.

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

Still the same sentence—

The spiritual side route, whoever takes it knows.

Two more minutes passed.

The thick fog in front of me faded a little.

After killing a Level C ghost soldier standing in front of him, touching the corpse, and harvesting the ghost energy and chaos values, Yi Lin quickly walked forward.

Pan Zhengyi held the ancient sword and followed Yi Lin.

In front of me... a small village appeared.

village!

See the village again!

Wait, why?

If it were someone else, perhaps the first reaction would be to return to the original place.

But Yi Lin knew very well that he was not lost in the thick fog.

He definitely didn't go back.

Of course, it is impossible to completely rule out that the fog is strange and makes him go around in a circle.

"Look, let's talk about it."

Yilin put away the knife.

At the entrance of the village, a little boy with a pale face and skinny face was sitting. The boy was listless, with his head hanging down and a wrinkled grass chewing in his mouth.

When the boy at the entrance of the village saw Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi coming, he tilted his head and glanced at the two of them in confusion, with his eyelids drooping.

It seems that they don't know the two at all.

Suddenly, the little boy looked at Yi Lin for a long time, his eyes lit up. He felt a little energy inexplicably. He spat out the dead grass in his mouth and asked, "May I ask, are you... a ghost hunter?"

Yi Lin's expression frozen for a moment.

In an instant, he thought of an extremely terrible guess.

"May I ask, are you a ghost hunter?"

Seeing Yi Lin silent, the little boy refused to give in and repeated it again.

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

The little boy ran into the village happily, running happily.

"That's great! Great! A ghost hunter is here!"

"That's great! Great! A ghost hunter is here!"

"That's great! Great! A ghost hunter is here!"

The same scenario.

Same village.

A little boy with exactly the same appearance.

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

Similar?

No no no no...

It's just... exactly the same!

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

But this part...

But it's different from the previous one.

This stone tablet looks cleaner and the village name is also very complete.

Three words, one is not bad.

"Guoying Village".

The font that was erased by the years in the first village turned out to be... a puppet?

Next to the word "man", is a "ghost"... a puppet?

Yi Lin did not say a word and came directly to the stone tablet.

He touched his palm without hesitation.

"This is just an ordinary stone."

Yi Lin made a judgment immediately.

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

This is just caused by ordinary stones.

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

Pan Zhengyi curled his lips, looked disdainful, but a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, weak chicken!"

Pan Zhengyi rushed forward with his knife and slashed at the stone tablet with one knife.

The stone tablet is divided into two.

The ancient sword was intact and did not break.

Yi Lin's expression became more and more serious.

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

But the pits were empty, with no corpses and no one.

I don't know what to bury.

An old man came out tremblingly, with yellow and waxy face, but red light on his face.

It's the old village chief!

Yi Lin was sure that the first "old village chief" was dead.

And he died so much that he could not die again.

Another old village chief appeared in front of him!

The same old village chief!

Yi Lin left the place at the fastest speed, and did not talk to the old village chief as before.

In Li Changge's words, it means that the plot has not been started.

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

That house with no windows and completely sealed!

Pan Zhengyi was walking leisurely in the village like a leisurely walk in the garden.

The door is tightly locked.

It cannot be destroyed by force.

Yi Lin did not hesitate for a moment, and flipped her palm and a gray card appeared in Yi Lin's hand.

On the card, there is a bright red hammer.

...

【Unforgettable Lifehammer】

【Grade】None

[Note] This is an ordinary life-saving hammer, except that it can knock on doors and windows, there is nothing special. The remaining number of uses: 3/3.

...

Yi Lin had no expression on his face and smashed the wooden door with one hammer.
To be continued...