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The downhill road was not far from where they were hiding. It looked like it was built by humans. It was speculated that it was built by the villagers of Tanshan Village to facilitate hunting in the mountains.

Tanshan Village is not large and does not have many fields, so it is likely that people make a living by hunting.

The houses were built very densely, and many mud houses have almost collapsed under the wind and sun. Yellow soil has piled up inside the houses, revealing broken and corroded beams.

The few that appear habitable are in fact just dilapidated buildings with nothing to show for them.

Strangely, the corners of the house were thinner and smoother than other places. Bai Yao paid brief attention to them and then ignored them.

"Be careful, it's best not to go inside, these houses can't bear any more pressure!"

Fu Yan gave this instruction and at the same time bought a healing needle from the game store and inserted it into his arm.

If the scalpel wants to exert its full power, it needs to absorb a large amount of blood. Even Fu Yan can't bear it!

The short weeds by the roadside were covered with crystal dewdrops, and as Bai Yao walked past, his trouser legs were wet.

He sniffed the air and found no strange smell.

That's right. Judging from the degree of natural damage to the house, it has been at least three years, and the meat should have rotted away.

The strange feeling lingering in Bai Yao's heart did not disappear as he entered the village, but instead became more and more intense.

Something is wrong!

But I can’t tell what’s wrong!

"Yaoyao!"

"what happened?"

"Come and see!"

Hearing Fu Yan calling him, Bai Yao ran over immediately and saw Fu Yan pointing to a human-shaped stone sculpture in the center of Tanshan Village.

The stone sculpture is squatting, holding a machete in his right hand, with his left hand slightly extended downward, making a fist with an index finger extended.

Countless weeds also grew around the stone sculptures, densely packed to a height of more than a person, surrounding the stone sculptures, inexplicably adding a bit of wildness.

The white demon took two steps forward and looked up at the statue:

"This is……"

Fu Yandao:

"I've seen it online. It's called 'Zhong' and is said to be a deity worshipped by the villagers of Tanshan Village!"

"Whenever a newborn is born in Tanshan Village, the child will be brought to this statue and have their blood dripped onto the statue's index finger. If the blood turns gold, then the child will be the next high priest!"

"The job of the high priest is to offer sacrifices to the "bell", kill evil spirits, and protect the peace of Tanshan Village!"

"This information was obtained by someone who broke into Wushan to gain traffic and asked the villagers of Tanshan Village, but he was later arrested, so the authenticity of the information is questionable."

These are the memories of the NPC that Fu Yan replaced.

Bai Yao stroked his smooth chin and walked past Fu Yan. "If this happened in reality, it would be pure nonsense, but this is a copy, everything is possible!"

"Whether it's true or not, it's always a good idea to pay attention!"

Fu Yan nodded, agreeing with Bai Yao's statement.

"Let's go and look somewhere else. I always feel like there's something weird here, but I can't put my finger on it!"

Bai Yao took the lead and walked towards a relatively intact house not far away, and Fu Yan followed behind.

The mud house in front of me did not collapse, but there were many two-finger-wide cracks on its surface, which were so dense that they looked like a spider web.

Bai Yao stood at the door and looked inside. The beams were black with a faint crack in the middle. It was obvious that they were almost broken by the leaking rain.

Opposite the main entrance is the living room, which is empty except for a wooden table and a few chairs.

There were a few wooden nails on the wall, which seemed to be used to hang something, but now there was nothing on it, only a few bare wooden nails.

Bai Yao took a step forward slowly, and after confirming that there were no unusual noises in the house, he followed with his other foot.

There is a door on each side of the living room. Bai Yao stood at the left door and looked inside.

This is the kitchen. The stove is also made of yellow mud, but there is no iron pot on it.

The food cabinets were wide open and empty.

The white demon narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp light flashed by!

Fu Yan also walked into the house at this time. He stood at the door on the right and looked inside.

There was a bedroom with a large wooden bed, but there was only a bed frame and nothing else.

The wooden pegs on the wall for hanging clothes are also bare!

Fu Yan also realized that something was wrong. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a crisp sound!

click-

"White demon, be careful!"

Fu Yan's face changed, he took two steps at a time, stepped forward, grabbed Bai Yao's arm, pulled him into his arms, then rushed to the door!

And just when Bai Yao was pulled back and looked back, a black figure flashed for a moment in Bai Yao's dark green eyes, and then the body was pressed to the ground.

Boom——

The house piled with yellow mud could no longer bear the weight and collapsed!

Muddy yellow dust was flying all over the sky, and broken pieces of earth were splashing everywhere, hitting the ground with clanging sounds. Fu Yan protected Bai Yao's head with his hands, while he himself was enduring the attacks of countless pieces of mud.

When the dust and smoke slowly dissipated, Bai Yao raised his head from Fu Yan's hands and looked towards the place where the figure appeared. However, there was nothing there except weeds...

"Fu Yan, are you okay?"

After realizing that there was nothing there, Bai Yao hurriedly looked at Fu Yan.

Fu Yan stood up and shook his head, grabbing the collar of his windbreaker and shaking it to shake off the mud and dust on his body.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Fortunately, the house itself was about to collapse, and the soil was very loose, so the mud pieces that fell down were very small and did not pose any threat.

"That's good!"

The white demon breathed a sigh of relief.

Deep down in his heart, he was still very concerned about the figure that had just appeared. Although the figure only appeared for a moment, Bai Yao could still recognize it. It was the man in the fog!

But...why did it only appear for a moment?

Was he really wrong?

"What's wrong? Did you fall and get hurt?"

Noticing something strange about Bai Yao, Fu Yan asked with concern.

Bai Yao then told the story of what he had just seen, the man in the fog.

"The man in the fog appeared?"

Fu Yan frowned, took out his scalpel, cut his palm to let it suck blood, and slowly walked towards where the man in the fog appeared.

But there were only weeds growing in the small ditches!

"You must have seen it wrong. This is a ditch. The man in the fog shouldn't be standing in a ditch, right? And even if he really appeared, the weeds here should have signs of being stepped on, but there are none here!"

Bai Yao walked over and took a look, and indeed as Fu Yan said, there were no signs of being trampled.

"Did I really see it wrong?"

Bai Yao shook his head and did not delve into the issue further. Instead, he turned his attention to the house that had just collapsed.

"It seems that Zhong Fei and his people never tell the truth. Apart from the injuries, they have been lying to us from the beginning to the end!"

Fu Yan nodded and said:

"That's right!"

"They said that the villagers of Tanshan Village were eaten by the Man in the Mist. If that's true, there should be a lot of debris in the house, but the house here is clearly empty!"