"Brother Zhu, why don't you leave?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Old man Zhu turned his head and said nervously to the people behind him: "Brother Yang, everyone, it's foggy in front of us, we can't go any further inside!"

Yang Huazhong frowned subconsciously and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong with the fog? We have torches and lanterns, so it won't affect our journey."

Old man Zhu shook his head, looking at the increasingly thick black fog, his expression became more solemn: "We have a local saying that this is a strange fog. No matter whether it is at night or during the day, you cannot go in if you encounter this kind of fog, otherwise there will be a big accident."

It’s wrong!”

"What's the big mistake?" Yang Huazhong asked again.

Old Man Zhu lowered his voice: "That's right, it's just that kind of dirty thing, and it won't be good if it gets entangled."

Yang Huazhong frowned tightly. For him, although he was not like those women who couldn't lay eggs at home, and if their children didn't sleep well at night, they had to go to the goddess and half-immortal to figure it out, but in Yang Huazhong's life creed

, ghosts and gods have always awed him.

Especially this Guniuling. He originally resisted when he heard the name. Now he is standing here at night, with the strange fog in front of him. There is also the kind reminder of the local old man Zhu. Yang Huazhong said that he is not afraid or scrupulous. That is

Fake.

"Brother Zhu, if you are afraid, don't go in. I have to go in. I have to find Da'an!"

Old man Zhu looked troubled.

Yang Huazhong gave him a friendly smile. Obviously, he didn't mean to say something to be angry, but he was sincere. Even if Old Man Zhu goes back now, Yang Huazhong will not blame him, and there is no reason to blame him. He has already found someone for him.

After so long, Yang Huazhong still couldn’t be grateful!

He turned around and asked Yang Ruoqing and Luo Tiejiang behind him for their opinions.

Blacksmith Luo showed the boldness of an old blacksmith: "Don't ask me, I will advance and retreat with you. If you dare to break into the dragon's pool and the tiger's den, I will naturally not be afraid."

Yang Ruoqing has been looking at the black fog. The black fog is indeed strange. This is a psychological feeling.

Like rolling ink, it is as black as bottomless, like a black hole in the universe, making people feel inexplicably depressed.

After hearing Yang Huazhong's inquiry, Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and raised the corners of her lips with a calm smile: "No matter what the black mist or white mist is, our purpose here is to find Da'an."

As for her subordinates, there is no need to ask. The 'little doll' has his fingers on the scabbard and is even ready to move!

"Uncle Zhu, it's not easy for you to bring us here. Let us walk the rest of the way by ourselves. You should go back first!" Yang Ruoqing turned to Old Man Zhu and said respectfully, her expression and tone

Everything is similar to Yang Huazhong, completely sincere.

Old Man Zhu was afraid of the black mist, but the determined faces in front of him made him hesitate.

Finally, he stamped his feet and said, "If I go back now, I might be beaten hard by the old woman again. I have never been tough in front of her in my life. This time, I will give her a tough one!"

Old man Zhu held up the torch and took the lead and continued to lead the way.

But this time, Yang Huazhong was ahead of him, "You are all helping me find my son, so you should let me go in front!"

Old Man Zhu: "I am a local, I am familiar with this area..."

"Then you should walk side by side so that we can take care of each other." Blacksmith Luo suggested loudly from behind.

It was indeed a good idea, so Yang Huazhong and Old Man Zhu walked side by side towards the thick black fog in front of them, and everyone else quickly followed.

Walking in the team, Yang Ruoqing, who was heavily protected, looked around, and her blood was surging all over her body.

She has encountered many bizarre things and visited many bizarre places over the years, but every time she comes to a strange and mysterious place, her curiosity will be aroused.

Especially when everyone is approaching the black fog step by step, and when they see the figures of Yang Huazhong and Old Man Zhu disappearing into the black fog, there is obviously only one meter between them, but when the two of them step into

At the edge of the black mist, it seemed as if it had been swallowed whole.

Even though Yang Ruoqing had night vision, she couldn't even see Yang Huazhong and Old Man Zhu who were one meter in front of her.

It's as if this black mist is a door. Entering this door is like entering another space. No wonder Old Man Zhu was hesitant to move forward before. This black mist is really interesting!

Yang Ruoqing stepped decisively into the black mist...

I originally thought that the darkness inside the black mist was so dark that I couldn't even see my fingers. After all, that was what I saw outside before.

As a result, after entering, it was not as dark as expected. The vague outlines of the distant mountains, nearby uneven slopes, haystacks, thorn bushes, small undulating earth bags, and even forked roads could be seen.

And the figures of Yang Huazhong and Old Man Zhu also appeared in front of them again.

"Qing'er, follow up." Yang Huazhong even turned around and said to her.

"Yes, they're all here." Yang Ruoqing responded and looked back. Blacksmith Luo and his subordinates had all come in. It's good. Not a single one of our friends is missing. Now we just need Daan.

"There...is there any wild beast in here?" Blacksmith Luo asked, while his colleague tightened his grip on the hatchet in his other hand.

Old man Zhu said: "Normally, there shouldn't be. I grew up under Guniuling. The most ferocious beast I have ever seen is a wolf. But that was many years ago. In recent years, the wolves in this area are not even known.

Went there."

Yang Ruoqing really wanted to say something, maybe it was Zhuiyun Zhuifeng and his son who unified the entire Mianniu Mountain and the wolf packs in its branches, right? By the way, I haven’t seen them for a long time, and the foodie Zhuiyun didn’t even go down the mountain to ask for her.

Food, obviously, this wolf king is planning to do something grand!

The scattered thoughts were quickly pulled back again by Yang Huazhong's voice.

Just listen to Yang Huazhong say: "It's so quiet, there is no sound at all. I could still hear the chirping of birds before, but something is wrong here!"

Apart from the footsteps of a few people and the sounds of breathing and talking, there seemed to be no other noises in the vast forest.

In this regard, Old Man Zhu could only smile silently as he walked. It's not strange. He heard people say about this black fog when he was very young. Anyone who enters this black fog will find it difficult to get out unless they wait until

The sun comes up at dawn. If it does not come out at dawn and it is rainy, then sorry, you still won't be able to get out.

It is said that a long time ago, a man was trapped in this black fog for three days and three nights. When he came out, he had only one breath left.

Others also encountered the black fog. Although they were not trapped for that long, they went crazy when they came out.

Old man Zhu had at least a dozen theories about the black mist in his mind, but he had no time to think about it at the moment. He just wanted to bury his head in the road and get everyone to Deng Juren's grave.
Chapter completed!