MTL - Infinite Throne-Chapter 45 Once upon a time there was a ghost fog mountain

  Chapter 45 Once upon a time there was a ghost fog mountain

  Irin followed the direction from which the scream came, and groped in the thick fog.

   The denseness of the fog is beyond ordinary.

   In the thick fog, the vision is only less than ten meters.

   The soil under my feet was very moist and smelled a little rancid.

  Kakaka…

  The wet soil is covered with dead leaves, stepping on it with one foot and making a crisp sound in the fog.

   Soon, a faint figure appeared in front of Irin.

"Ah ah ah ah ah-"

   In the fog, ahead, a petite and thin figure charged towards Irin while screaming.

  Irin's face didn't change, and she put her left hand on her waist.

   With the other hand, he was holding the knife.

   can be unsheathed at any time and kill.

   That flustered figure broke through the fog in front of him.

   It wasn't until a few meters away from Yi Rin that Yi Rin could barely see the true face of the figure.

   It was a dirty-looking little girl, about eleven or twelve years old, wearing gray coarse linen, unkempt, and looking like a refugee.

   But when the little girl raised her head, her dirty face was dotted with two big, flawless eyes, sparkling.

  While Yi Rin looked at the little girl, the little girl also saw Yi Rin and said intermittently, "Sir, hurry up, hurry up! There are... there are ghosts!"

Yo?

   Is this kind of development?

  Irin's expression was calm, and he smiled slightly: "Ghost? Where is it?"

   As we all know, under the trial of the plot mode, you must enter the plot to trigger the mission.

  The biggest difference between the plot mode and other modes is that in order to get a higher evaluation in the plot mode, you must dig the plot.

   The kind that dig to the dead.

   The deeper the plot is dug, the more difficult the entire level will be, but the higher the evaluation will be after the final clearance.

   As the saying goes, the greater the risk, the greater the return.

  How to choose between risks and benefits, making the right choice at every step in the story mode... enough to give every apostle a headache.

   Back to business.

   When Yi Rin asked the little girl where the ghost was with a calm expression, the little girl showed a look of horror on her face.

   "Yes, yes, but..."

  Irin comforted softly: "It doesn't matter, where is the ghost?"

   The little girl bit her lower lip slightly, her big eyes gurgling with tears.

   After a few seconds, she shook her head desperately: "No way, my lord! That's... that's a ghost that can eat people!"

   "How do you know that ghosts can eat people?"

   "Because, my father was eaten by a ghost!"

   The little girl pointed to the depths of the fog, gritted her teeth, she was so pitiful, she cried to the depths, her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and she looked red and pity.

   Just looking at the little girl's big eyes that seemed to be able to speak made one involuntarily ignore her dirty face.

"Walk!"

  Irin calmly followed the direction pointed by the little girl and went deep into the mist, without the slightest fear on her face.

   "Sir...this..."

   The little girl was a little anxious and seemed to still want to stop her, but seeing that Yi Rin was unstoppable, she could only stamp her feet and keep up with Yi Rin's pace.

  Dense fog.

   Dead-leaved forest.

   A man with a short knife hanging from his waist and a thin girl, one after the other, walked through it.

   hissing—

  quack—

  Sometimes strange sounds came from the depths of the woods, sometimes insects and sometimes crows.

  The things that were originally ordinary, under the shroud of fog, have added a bit of weirdness out of thin air.

   After walking hundreds of steps, Yilin paused and turned around and asked, "Is this the direction?"

The little girl bit her finger, the whites of her eyes were a bit rosy, she carefully distinguished the direction, then adjusted the direction for Yi Rin a little, and stretched out her finger: "Sir... this way! , it is impossible for a person to fight 'them'!"

   "Oh, there are no invincible things in this world, ghosts also have weaknesses." Yi Rin smiled and did not look back: "My name is Yi Rin, how about you?"

   "Lord Yilin, my name is...Xiaoyi."

  Irin's breathing stopped suddenly.

   Then he slowly turned his head, glanced at Xiao Yi, and a gentle smile flashed on his face: "It's... Which Yi?"

   "Sir, it's still the 'Yi'..." Xiao Yi shrank her neck, with a bit of timidity in her eyes.

   "Oh, that's a nice name... Where does your family live?"

   "My home is in the west of Guiwu Mountain." Xiaoyi pointed in a certain direction.

   "Guiwu Mountain...Guiwu Mountain?" Yi Rin repeated the name and thought about it carefully.

   Seeing this, Xiao Yi's tone was a little more surprised: "Does your lord come from outside Guiwu Mountain?"

   "That's right, hehe."

  Irin was noncommittal.

  Xiaoyi covered her mouth in surprise: "How is it possible..."

   Under the questioning of Yi Rin, Xiao Yi also explained the reason for her surprise.

  The place where Irin is now is called Mt.

The origin of the name    is no longer known.

  Xiaoyi has lived in Guiwu Mountain since childhood, and is familiar with everything in this mountain.

   In the Guiwu Mountain, no matter day or night, it is shrouded by a thick layer of fog.

   When we arrived at the most boundary of Guiwu Mountain, we were surrounded by a thick layer of black fog, as dark as ink.

  Xiaoyi also said that the reason why she was surprised that Yi Rin came from outside Guiwu Mountain was that it was passed down from generation to generation in their village that Guiwu Mountain was a cursed place.

  No one can leave Guiwu Mountain, and no one can come in from outside Guiwu Mountain.

   Once someone did not believe in evil and wanted to leave the Ghost Mist Mountain, they plunged into the black mist.

After   … there is no after after.

   The person who entered the black fog never appeared again.

   No bones left.

   As time goes by, no one wants to leave this mountain again.

   The circle of "black mist" at the border of Guiwu Mountain has also become more and more mysterious, and is called "human-eating ghost fog".

   "Map borders..."

  Irin had a preliminary impression of this map after listening to Xiaoyi's description.

   At this moment, a strange sound came from the front of the thick fog.

  Puff…kacha…sucking sucking…

   It sounds like someone is eating ahead.

   Moving forward, a figure squatted on the ground with their backs to Yi Rin and Xiao Yi, shoulders shrugged.

   Xiaoyi, who was behind Yi Rin, took a sharp breath!

   "Ghost...Ghost...Ghost!"

   "bluff..."

   The figure crouching on the ground turned his head suddenly!

   A muffled sound came out of his mouth.

   Those eyes were as red as blood, shining with evil spirits in the thick fog.

  In the mouth of the "ghost", there are two rows of sharp teeth, and there is still a lot of flesh and blood in the gap between the sharp teeth.

  A trace of blood was running down its mouth.

   This is...ghost!

   But from Irin's point of view, it's more appropriate to call it a monster than a ghost.

   As we all know, there are no ghosts in the real world.

   The ghost in front of him is also similar to the "monster", the name is only, it doesn't matter.

   Yilin's psionic energy is at full value, and he has two practical skills in hand, so he doesn't panic at all.

   In front of the evil ghost, there seemed to be a **** figure lying there, with a slightly undulating chest.

   still alive?

  Thinking of this, Irin immediately drew his sword.

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