I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Chapter 50 Another Ghost Hunter Is Here!

I don't know when it started, but the middle-aged hunter didn't move at all.

"Uncle?"

Erin asked again.

Still no response.

I don't know when it will start...

The hunter was cold all over and had already lost his breath.

When I put it down, I found that the middle-aged hunter was actually maintaining a posture of turning his head, with a strange expression on his face.

A smile is not a smile, a cry is not a cry.

Just like that, he died straight.

Died on Yi Lin's back.

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

Was it scared to death?

Or die in a dream?

Yi Lin didn't know either.

Yi Lin lowered her head and stared at the middle-aged hunter's corpse, her expression became a little more serious: "Could it be..."

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

"Could it be...she is the ghost king?"

Yi Lin shook her head. The ability displayed by the red-clothed female ghost is mysterious and unpredictable. Although Yi Lin has some guesses in her heart, due to the lack of information at present, it is still impossible to make a conclusion.

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

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

After walking out of the dense forest, the vision in front of me is much wider.

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

Looking into the distance, along the direction of the gravel road, there are a few wisps of light smoke curling up.

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

Looking further away, a strangely shaped mountain peak stood under the cloudy clouds, looking a bit lonely.

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

If you look more carefully, it actually looks like a skull. The eyes of the skull are dark. I don't know if it is two caves or two shadows. Yi Lin is too far away to see clearly.

Yi Lin stared at it for a long time, and inexplicably felt a feeling of being stared at by that skull, which made people feel creepy.

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

"Hey! It smells a little bit! Is that Ghost Mist Mountain?"

After entering the inner world, every scene is full of weirdness.

But Yi Lin couldn't help laughing instead.

interesting.

While pondering over the plot hints that appeared in front of her eyes not long ago, Yi Lin walked towards the crowds in the distance.

Along the way, among the weeds, there are many barren grave mounds, scattered scatteredly, and the mounds are also covered with weeds.

Most of the barren tombs are just a dilapidated wooden board, the handwriting on the wooden board has already become mottled and illegible with the sun and rain, some are covered with moss, and some have already decayed.

Some of the graves don’t even have simple tombstones, and they are just bare graves. From time to time, crows land on the graves, screaming, and the hoarse crows sound like mourning at first glance.

About half an hour later.

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

This is a small village.

There is a stone tablet at the gate of the village.

The stele seems to have a certain year, and the handwriting is blurred, only the last two characters can be vaguely recognized——

"...Shadow Village"

The whole village was surrounded by a mud wall about a person's height, and a few wisps of smoke drifted from the village. The location Yi Lin identified from a distance should be here, and there was nothing wrong with it.

At the gate of the village, sitting a thin and yellow boy, the boy is listless, drooping his head, chewing a piece of crumpled grass in his mouth.

Yi Lin approached the village step by step with the middle-aged hunter on her back.

The whole village gave off a lifeless feeling, with crows squatting on the mudstone roofs, their heads raging, and the ground covered in 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 tasty.

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

Only then did the little boy raise his head again, his eyes fell on the face of the middle-aged hunter with a strange expression on it.

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

"No, he's dead."

Hearing this, the little boy's dull expression was slightly moved, and he stayed where he was for a few seconds before he realized it.

"Zhang Orion is dead?"

"Yes, 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 dead too!"

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

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

Half a minute later, a door opened outward with a creaking sound, and a trembling old man walked out from inside.

The little boy yelled around the village entrance like a mourner, then suddenly circled back to the village entrance, staring at Yi Lin steadfastly.

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

"Are you... a ghost hunter?"

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

Hearing this, the little boy suddenly grinned.

The strength gushed out of nowhere from his thin and thin body, 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 news of Zhang Orion's death was reported twice by Xiao Tong.

But the ghost hunter... Xiao Tong yelled three times.

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

That battle reminded Yi Lin of a word:

Happy to hear and see, happy people, celebrating together, running around 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 be so happy the next second?

etc……

Yi Lin spoke back and forth to the little boy, carefully savoring it.

"Dead too...here again...?"

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

...

...

In the dimly lit room.

There was a fire in the center.

Over the fire, hung a pitted iron pot.

In the iron pot, a pot of green wild vegetable soup was cooking. Steam was constantly coming out of the pot, exuding a weird smell.

Two men, one woman, and one old man.

The four sat on the four corners of the iron pot, sitting on the ground.

looked at each other.

An old man with gray hair, haggard and sallow complexion.

He moved his lips several times, looked at the other three, and seemed to want to say something.

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

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

It was broad daylight, but the light inside the house was dim, but it was because the windows were filled with densely packed human heads.

Yi Lin suddenly laughed.

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

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

cuckoo -

A handsome man.

A girl with long hair.

With a swipe, he focused his gaze on Yi Lin.

Yi Lin blew into the bowl, smiled at the two of them, and said softly, "It tastes good, but it's a bit bland, do you want to try it too?"

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