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Chapter 050 Another ghost hunter is here!

I don’t know when it started, but there was no movement from the middle-aged hunter.

"Uncle?"

Yi Lin asked again.

Still no response.

I don’t know when it started…

The hunter's body was cold and he had already lost his breath.

When I put it down and took a look, I found that the middle-aged hunter actually kept his head turned and had a strange expression on his face.

It seems like smiling but not laughing, like crying but not crying.

He just died straight up.

He died on Yi Lin's back.

I don’t know what the middle-aged hunter saw when he looked back before he died.

Was it scared to death?

Or die in a sweet dream?

Yi Lin is also unknown.

Yi Lin lowered his head and stared at the middle-aged hunter's body, his expression a little more solemn: "Could it be..."

"How could this kind of creature appear in a trial on the fourth floor?"

"Could it be that...she is the Ghost King?"

Yi Lin shook his head. The abilities displayed by the female ghost in red were mysterious and unpredictable. Although Yi Lin had some guesses in her mind, she was still unable to make a conclusion due to insufficient information.

"It's a pity that I was distracted by that voice at that time, otherwise I could have reminded you not to look back."

Yi Lin sighed softly and observed a few seconds of silence for the middle-aged hunter. After standing there and thinking for a moment, she picked up the middle-aged hunter's body again and walked forward along the gravel road.

After walking out of the dense forest, the view is much wider.

Although there is still a light layer of fog in the air, it is nothing compared to the concentration of fog in the dead woods.

Looking into the distance, there were a few wisps of light smoke drifting along the gravel road.

Yi Lin roughly estimated that the location of those few wisps of smoke was not far from here.

Looking further away, a strange-shaped mountain peak stood under the clouds, looking somewhat lonely.

Yi Lin squinted her eyes and looked at the mountain peak.

Looking more closely, it actually looks like a skull. The eyes of the skull are dark, and I don't know if they are two caves or two shadows. Yi Lin is too far away and can't see clearly.

Yi Lin looked at it for a long time, and for some reason she felt like she was being stared at by the skull, which made her hair stand on end.

In the blink of an eye, the feeling disappeared without a trace, almost like an illusion.

"Hey! It smells a bit like that! Is that Guiwu Mountain?"

After entering the other world, every scene is filled with weirdness.

But Yi Lin couldn't help but laugh.

interesting.

While Yi Lin was pondering the plot hints that appeared in front of her not long ago, she walked towards the crowd in the distance.

Along the way, among the weeds, there were many deserted graves scattered here and there, and the graves were also covered with weeds.

Most of the barren tombs only have a broken wooden board. The writing on the wooden board has long been mottled and difficult to read due to exposure to the sun and rain. Some are covered with moss, and some have long since decayed.

Some graves don't even have simple tombstones. They are just bare graves. From time to time, crows will land on the graves and scream. The hoarse crows sound like mourning at first.

About half an hour later.

Yi Lin carried the hunter's body on her back and finally arrived at where Qing Yan was.

This is a small village.

There is a stone tablet erected at the village gate.

The stone tablet looks to be of a certain age, and the handwriting is blurry. Only the last two words can be vaguely discerned——

"...Shadow Village"

The entire village was surrounded by a mud wall about a person's height. There were a few wisps of light smoke floating from the village. The location Yi Lin identified from a distance should be here. It was correct.

At the gate of the village, there sat a little boy with a yellow face and thin muscles. The boy was listless, with his head drooped and chewing a wrinkled piece of grass in his mouth.

Yilin carried the middle-aged hunter on her back and approached the village step by step.

The whole village gave people a lifeless feeling, with crows squatting on the roofs of mud and stone houses, their heads surging, and the ground a dense darkness.

Except for the little boy at the entrance of the village, Yi Lin didn't see any other villagers.

The little boy raised his head and glanced at Yi Lin, then lowered his head again.

Continue to chew the grass in your mouth.

It seems to be quite flavorful.

Yi Lin put down the body on his back, smiled slightly, and asked, "Look, is this someone from your village?"

The little boy then raised his head again, his eyes falling on the face of the middle-aged hunter with a strange expression remaining.

After a moment, the little boy nodded blankly: "It's Zhang Orion, is he asleep?"

"No, he's dead."

When the little boy heard this, his dull expression changed slightly, and he stayed there for a few seconds before reacting.

"Zhang Orion is dead?"

"That's right, dead."

The little boy suddenly jumped up from the ground and ran towards the village, shouting——

"It's not good! It's not good! Zhang Orion is also dead!"

"It's not good! It's not good! Zhang Orion is also dead!"

Hearing the little boy's cry, there was no movement in the village.

Half a minute later, a door opened with a creak, and a trembling old man walked out.

The little boy shouted in a circle near the entrance of the village, as if in mourning, and then suddenly circled back to the entrance of the village. He stared at Yi Lin.

To be precise, he should be staring at the black robe on Yi Lin.

"Are you... a ghost hunter?"

Yi Lin smiled slightly and nodded: "That's right."

Hearing this, the little boy suddenly grinned.

Power surged out of his skinny little body from nowhere, and he ran into the village at a faster speed than just now.

"Great! Great! Another ghost hunter is here! Another ghost hunter is here!"

"Great! Great! Another ghost hunter is here! Another ghost hunter is here!"

"Great! Great! Another ghost hunter is here! Another ghost hunter is here!"

The child reported the news of Zhang Orion's death twice.

But the ghost hunter... the child shouted three times.

Is it really... important to say it three times?

That formation reminded Yi Lin of a word:

It is a joy to hear and see, and it is very pleasing to the people. The whole world celebrates and runs to tell each other.

Abbreviation...

Super Plus enjoy.

Yi Lin was a little curious, how did this kid cry for Zhang Orion one second, and then be so happy the next second?

etc……

Yi Lin spoke to the little boy twice, and took a closer look.

"He died too...here he comes again...?"

And this lifeless village seemed to suddenly come to life after hearing the three words "ghost hunter".





Inside the dark room.

A fire was burning in the center.

On the fire hung a pitted iron pot.

In the iron pot, a pot of green wild vegetable soup is boiling. Steam is constantly coming out of the pot, exuding a strange smell.

Two men, one woman, and an old man.

The four people sat on the four corners of the iron pot and sat on the floor.

Looking at each other.

The old man with gray hair looks haggard and has a sallow complexion.

He moved his lips several times and looked at the other three people, as if he wanted to say something.

But the three young ghost hunters in front of him seemed to be secretly exchanging sparks. The weird atmosphere made it extremely difficult for him to even open his mouth to speak.

Many villagers lay eagerly outside the window, looking at the scene inside the house through the windows.

It was broad daylight, but the room was dimly lit because the windows were crowded with people.

Yi Lin suddenly laughed.

He picked up the simple earthenware bowl in front of him, and there was a hole in it.

Yi Lin didn't care, spooned out a bowl of steaming wild vegetable soup, and took a sip in front of the other three people.

Gugu——

A handsome looking man.

A girl with long hair shawl.

He brushed his eyes and focused his attention on Yi Lin.

Yi Lin blew into the bowl, smiled at the two of them, and said in a gentle tone: "It tastes good, but it's just a bit bland. Do you want to try it too?"

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