I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

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

It may feel that there is an error, but the difference should not be far away.

After the spirit strength is improved, the perception in many aspects is much sharper.

Along the way, Yi Lin clearly remembered the mark left by his knife.

The mark engraved on each tree is as clear as a coordinate in Yi Lin's mind.

Alive is a GPS navigation.

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

The same sentence--

The spiritual side line, who knows who goes.

Two minutes have passed.

The dense fog in front of me has slightly faded.

Killed a Class C Ghost Soldier standing in front of him, touched the corpse, harvested Ghost Qi Value and Chaos Value, Yi Lin walked forward quickly.

Pan Zhengyi carried the ancient blade, and followed Yi Lin.

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

The village!

See the village again!

Wait, why is it again?

If you change to another person, perhaps the first reaction is to return to the original place.

But Yi Lin knows very well that he is not lost in the thick fog.

He definitely did not go back.

Of course, the oddity of the fog cannot be completely ruled out, and the probability that makes him go around in a circle can not be completely ruled out.

"Look and talk."

Yi Lin put away the knife.

At the entrance of the village, a little boy with a yellowish face was sitting. The boy was listless, his head drooping, and he was chewing on a crumpled grass in his mouth.

Seeing Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi coming, the child at the entrance of the village tilted his head, glanced at them suspiciously, his eyelids drooping.

It seems that they don’t know each other at all.

Suddenly, the child looked at Yi Lin for a long time, and his eyes lit up. It was actually a little bit of Essence, Qi, and Spirit coming out of his mouth, and asked, "Excuse me, you... Ghost hunter?"

Yi Lin's expression freezes for a moment.

In an instant, he thought of a terrifying guess.

"Excuse me, are you a ghost hunter?"

Seeing Yi Lin's silence and the child's reluctance, he repeated it again.

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

The child ran into the village happily, happily running.

"Great! Great! A ghost hunter is here!"

"Great! Great! A ghost hunter is here!"

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"Great! Great! A ghost hunter is here!"

The same situation.

The same village.

A little boy who looks exactly the same.

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

Seems similar to each other?

no no no ......

simply is...... exactly the same!

Yi Lin suddenly turned his head. At the entrance of the village, there is also a stone tablet.

But this piece...

is different from the previous one.

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

Three words, one is not bad.

"Puppet Shadow Village".

The font that was erased by the years in the original village was actually...a puppet?

Next to the word "person", a "ghost"...a puppet?

Yi Lin didn't say a word, and went straight to the stone tablet.

The palm without the slightest hesitation touched it up.

"This is just an ordinary stone."

Yi Lin immediately made a judgment.

The material is completely different from the missing stone tablet.

This is just caused by ordinary stones.

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

Pan Zhengyi twitched his lips with a look of disdain, but his eyes flashed with sharp rays of light. .

"hmph, weak chicken!"

Pan Zhengyi directly lifted the knife and rushed forward, slashing towards the stone tablet.

stone tablet divided into two.

The ancient blade is intact and not broken.

Yi Lin's expression became more solemn.

Around the village, there are still many solitary graves, many of which look like newly dug pits.

But these pits are empty, there are no corpses, and no people.

I don’t know what to bury.

An old man greeted him tremblingly, his face was yellow and waxy, but his face was glowing with red light.

Is the old village chief!

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

And it is too hard to die.

An old village chief appeared "again" in front of my eyes!

The old village chief who looks exactly the same!

Yi Lin left the place as quickly as possible, not talking to the old village chief as before.

In Li Changge's words: There is no plot.

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 without windows, completely sealed!

Pan Zhengyi strolled around the village leisurely and contentedly.

The door is locked tightly.

It cannot be destroyed with martial power.

Yi Lin did not hesitate for half a second, turned over the palm, a gray card, appeared in Yi Lin's hand.

On the card, there is a bright red hammer.

……

[Plain life-saving hammer]

[Grade] None

[Explanation] This is a mediocre lifesaving hammer Qi's lifesaving hammer is nothing special except that it can knock on doors and windows. Remaining usage times: 3/3.

……

Yi Lin was expressionless, and directly smashed the wooden door with a hammer.

It can be called a rule against the sky. The mediocre series of items have only three uses. However, Yi Lin used it here without the slightest hesitation.

The stench still exudes in the house.

With the light outside the door, Yi Lin glanced at the layout of the house.

The furnishings are exactly the same as the "other" one-armed old man's house.

A candlestick is also placed in the corner of the house, but there is no ignition.

There are countless bone carvings on the ground.

Yi Lin picked up one of the bone sculptures casually.

These bone carvings have almost no traces of carvings, only a thick outline, and I don't know what the finished product will be.

"Could it be..."

Click.

In Yi Lin's mind, the incomplete jigsaw picture seems to have been filled in with a key point.

But...

Not enough.

It's still a bit worse.

Yi Lin feels that he is close to the truth.

The truth about all this.

Yi Lin didn't stay in the "second" village for too long, and left the village with Pan Zhengyi, who was playing with bones in the squatting house.

Before leaving the village, Yi Lin noticed that this village had a larger population than the "previous" village, and those hunters seemed to be alive.

Before he left, he happened to ran into Zhang Lie who was "dead", had endured the hardships of a long journey, with a large bag of wild fruits on his back.

"This one" Zhang Liehu obviously didn't know Yi Lin, and walked past Yi Lin directly.

The village is full of joy.

There is something to eat...

Naturally happy.

He seemed to vaguely hear the children at the entrance of the village, shouting around: "Great! Great! Zhang Lie is back with food..."

Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi 2 People, plunged into the thick fog again.

This time, Yi Lin slightly adjusted the direction.

He didn't directly moved towards Guiwu Mountain, but...turned around Guiwu Mountain.

Time...not much.

Yi Lin speeds up.

When Pan Zhengyi saw this, he seemed to find it very interesting, and followed Yi Lin with a 100-meter sprint.

All the ghosts encountered along the way, Yi Lin did not do anything, they were all handed over to Pan Zhengyi to solve them.

But......

The ranking of the Ghost Qi list has not changed much.

About 40 minutes have passed.

In front of my eyes...

Another village appeared!

The third village!

But at the entrance of this village, there is no such a kid who always likes to go.

At the entrance of the village, there is still a stone tablet standing.

It is still those three words...

"Puppet Shadow Village".

The village was empty and lifeless.

There is no smoky atmosphere.

Countless crows hovering over the village, covering the heavens, shielding the sun, are extremely spectacular.

All crows...

Crows all over the sky.

When Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi stepped into the village, countless crows were so startled that they flew over the heads of Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi.

Yeah yeah--

The neigh of the crow has become the only melody under this sky.

This third village is a dead village without people.

But for the structure of the village, Yi Lin is already familiar, going straight to the house of the one-armed old man.

In this uninhabited village, all houses are open with doors, except for the houses of the one-armed old man...except.

Yi Lin crushed the card and took out ultimate weapon again...a plain life-saving hammer.

The second time...

Yi Lin's expression is calm, not at all distressed.

After knocking on the door, Yi Lin quickly observed the layout of the house.

The same candle, the same smell, the same furnishings...

The ground is still full of bone sculptures.

Suddenly, Yi Lin's glance froze instantly.

The bone carvings on the ground are a little different.

These are all carved bone sculptures.

Each bone sculpture is vivid!

It seems that there are countless pairs of eyes, watching Yi Lin in the dark, close and numerous, this kind of strange atmosphere makes Yi Lin can not help feeling a slight chill on his back.

The bone carvings are all...

Evil ghosts with fangs!