LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

The two of them finished eating at a leisurely pace. Zhang Mingqiao put the water bag away and said to Han Sheng, "Let's keep walking."

Han Sheng nodded, and the two of them walked away.

Neither of them noticed that on the dead tree stump where they were sitting just now, two huge eyes appeared out of thin air, looking in their direction.

Zhang Mingqiao suddenly felt heart palpitations.

He looked back and saw nothing but the deep mountain road.

Was that feeling of being spied on just now my own illusion?

"What's wrong, young master?" Han Sheng asked strangely.

Zhang Mingqiao shook his head: "Nothing, let's go."

The two walked towards the road ahead.

In this Yin Mountain, there is only one road from one end of the mountain to the other end of the mountain.

So there is no problem of going the wrong way.

The two of them walked forward, the surrounding environment was very dark and quiet.

The further you go, the more people you see.

Zhang Mingqiao knew something was wrong.

Even if there are no human beings in this mountain, where are the birds and animals? Let alone birds and animals, there was no sound of insects.

It was too quiet.

Zhang Mingqiao recited the Four Books and Five Classics silently in his mind, but tried his best to remain calm on his face, without any doubts at all.

Han Sheng has always been timid, and Zhang Mingqiao knew that if he spoke out, he would be greatly frightened.

I just hope there won't be any problems along the way. Zhang Mingqiao thought silently.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been walking. It was dark in the mountains, and they couldn't guess the time.

After walking for a while, Zhang Mingqiao suddenly stopped.

It's getting foggy.

He thought of the rumors in Sihu County.

It is said that once there is fog in the Yin Mountains, it will become extremely dangerous. Those who have disappeared in the mountains in the past all encountered such a situation.

Because some people once entered Yinshan Mountain and came out alive, but they were crazy and could only say "there are monsters in the fog."

When they were children, the neighbor's gray-haired grandma once said to them: "There are countless monsters hidden in the Yinshan Mountains! Once it fogs, those monsters will hide in the fog and look at passers-by. Let’s start.”

Zhang Mingqiao grabbed the baggage on his shoulders and called Han Sheng.

Han Sheng was a little confused when his son called him: "Master, what's wrong?"

Zhang Mingqiao looked from a distance and saw thick white fog coming from all directions. Except for a radius of one or two meters, he could not even see the scene in front of him.

"It's foggy." Zhang Mingqiao said, and then said to Han Sheng, "Come over here, hold my hand, and let's not get separated."

Han Sheng suddenly remembered something at this moment, and his face suddenly turned pale. He walked over obediently, and the two of them were close to each other.

Zhang Mingqiao said: "Don't be afraid, this is a normal phenomenon in the mountains, let's keep walking."

Han Sheng nodded slightly.

The two of them continued walking forward.

The sudden white fog made the path underfoot difficult to walk.

Because their line of sight was blocked, the two walked cautiously, but they still often tripped over branches and rocks.

Zhang Mingqiao was worried: at this speed, it would be difficult for the two of them to reach the place before dark.

The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and it is almost impossible to see the road under my feet clearly.

Zhang Mingqiao asked Han Sheng to take out the lantern.

Originally he didn't want to light a lamp. In a place like Yinshan, lighting a lamp is not a good thing.

But if he didn't light the lamp, the mountain road would be so rugged that Han Sheng would trip and stumble several times. He was afraid that even if he didn't encounter any monsters, he would slip and fall down the mountain.