Watching the white mist sweep toward us.
I spoke quietly to Mao Jing and Zhang Yuchen:
"The key to breaking this situation may be that fat Female Ghost who hasn't shown herself.
Keep a close eye on our surroundings.
Let's move farther uphill and see if we can avoid the thick white mist that keeps spreading upward.
I have a feeling there's something seriously wrong with that mist..."
After hearing me out, both of them nodded and murmured, "Mm."
As they killed the lurking evil spirits, they began backing away.
At the same time, I started taunting the fat Female Ghost.
I hoped that through conversation and her voice, we might find a way to break this situation.
"Fatty, where'd you go?
You're all bloated and pig-faced.
I killed your husband and son. Don't you want to kill me?
Come out and kill me! I'll even let you use both hands..."
Although I kept hurling insults and taunts.
That fat Female Ghost remained completely silent.
At the same time, we seemed to have moved a long way up the slope.
Yet the top of the hill was still over a hundred meters away, the distance unchanged.
Meanwhile, the thick white mist below had not grown any farther from us at all.
It had closed from ten meters to five, then three, then two, and was still drawing nearer...
As for the fat Female Ghost, after saying that one sentence at the start, she had not made another sound.
No matter how I cursed or taunted her, she refused to show herself.
"Brother Jiang, Brother Mao, the mist's almost at our feet! It's coming, it's coming!"
Zhang Yuchen spoke nervously.
But the mist could not be dispersed or avoided.
The moment Zhang Yuchen finished speaking, the white mist swallowed and enveloped