System: Infinite Evolution into Qilin Bloodline

Zhang Hao and his group hiked for dozens of kilometers through the valley, passing scattered coffins, burial goods, and corpses along the way.

These things, which appear to be from a flash flood rushing down the mountain, are actually a trap.

Anyone who touches those things on the ground out of greed will be poisoned and die instantly.

So even though the fat man's eyes were red, he never dared to touch those things along the way.

"Look, Misty Village is just ahead!"

After passing through a thicket of weeds taller than a person, Zhang Hao and his companions came to a stone tablet in front of them. The tablet was engraved with the three large characters "Misty Village" and two lines of smaller characters beside it.

Wu Tianzhen stepped forward and read aloud the small characters on the stone tablet: "Those who enter this village must abandon all hope."

"What does it mean?"

"What does entering the village have to do with whether there is hope or not?"

The fat man looked completely bewildered, not understanding what those words meant.

"This is a warning, a warning to people who come here not to enter the village casually. The village is hell, and once you go in, there is no hope of survival."

"So that's what it looks like. Who are you trying to scare? You're just playing tricks."

The fat man ignored the warning on the stone tablet.

The others felt the same way, thinking the warning on the stone tablet was unnecessary. The more it was said that this indicated someone was afraid someone would enter the village and see or find out certain information.

Zhang Hao shook his head upon hearing this: "Fatty, I still feel that this village is very strange. Be careful. If something happens to you with so many people, I can't guarantee that I will have the energy to save you."

When the fat man saw the serious expression on Zhang Hao's face, he immediately dropped his joking grin.

"I understand, Brother Zhang Hao."

"Ah."

Zhang Hao responded and stepped over the stone tablet into the Misty Village.

Strangely enough, the sounds of insects, fish, birds and beasts outside the village are incessant, but as soon as you enter the area of ​​Misty Village, your ears become quiet instantly.

Zhang Hao emitted a peculiar sound wave towards the village.

Once the sound waves reflected back into his ears and were received by his brain, most of the situation in Misty Village appeared in his mind.

Just as rumored, there was no sign of life in Misty Village, not even a single ant.

"Hey buddy, what are you doing?"

Hearing Wu Tianzhen's call, Zhang Hao turned around and saw Zhang Qilin squatting on the ground, picking up a bit of dirt from the ground with his finger and putting it in his mouth.

"This soil has been roasted and mixed with arsenic, which is why it doesn't attract insects."

"No way! Misty Village isn't that big, but it's not that small either. To roast all the soil in the entire village would be an enormous undertaking!"

"Even if what you say is true, what is their purpose in doing this?"

……

Misty Village is as enigmatic as its name suggests, and countless questions arose as soon as one entered the village.

Zhang Hao still felt something was off, so he asked, "Brother, the method you mentioned can prevent insects like ants, but this is a remote mountain forest, rarely visited by humans. Why doesn't even a wild animal enter the area of ​​Misty Village?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head, clearly not understanding why either.

In other words, his claim that the soil in Misty Village was fried and mixed with arsenic, thus creating a forbidden zone for life, is untenable.

However, although Zhang Qilin's statement has limitations, it at least proves one point: the Misty Village becoming a forbidden zone for life was not a natural occurrence, but rather an act of human intervention.

As for what method was used to keep birds and beasts away from the area within tens of kilometers of Misty Village, only further exploration will reveal the answer.

After crossing the stone tablet, we officially entered the area of ​​Misty Village.

The village is built against the mountain, and a winding river flows in front of it.

Nestled against mountains and beside water, this is precisely the kind of scenery a feng shui treasure site should possess.

There are hundreds of two- or three-story buildings in the village, all of which are built of stone.

They all look pretty much the same: a large door with a window on each side, both dark and obscuring the view inside.

These houses, neatly arranged along the mountainside, look like man-eating monsters from a distance.

"That building is the tallest and largest; let's go take a look and maybe we'll find something."

Zhang Hao pointed to the tallest building and walked over.

Others quickly followed.

Because no one had been around for a long time, the village was overgrown with weeds, the stone paths were broken, and many houses had collapsed, making it not easy to move forward.

A dozen minutes later, Zhang Hao and his group arrived in front of the tallest building in Misty Village.

Zhang Hao glanced inside; although it was daytime, it was pitch black inside.

Of course, this does not affect his vision; his night vision allows him to see as if it were daytime even in the darkest of environments.

The house was filled with countless memorial tablets, stacked one on top of another.

To Zhang Hao's surprise, the surname on the memorial tablet was the same as his own, Zhang.

"Brother Zhang Hao, have you made any discoveries?"

The fat man asked Zhang Hao, who looked shocked.

"You'll find out once you go in and take a look."

Zhang Hao didn't answer the fat man's question directly, and walked straight into the house.

The stone-built tomb entrance has long since decayed and disappeared, with only some wood chips remaining on the walls as proof that there was once an entrance.

As soon as he was buried inside the house, he felt the temperature around him drop several degrees instantly.

The situation inside was the same as what you saw outside; there were memorial tablets on three sides, and the surname on each tablet was Zhang.

In front of the memorial tablet was a shrine about half a person's height. Behind the shrine, on the wall, hung a portrait. For some reason, even though the doors and windows had rotted away, it was intact, only covered in dust.

"So many memorial tablets and shrines, I think we've entered the ancestral hall of Misty Village!"

"Brother Zhang Hao, they all have the surname Zhang, and you also have the surname Zhang. Could this be your Zhang family ancestor?"

"By the way, the young man's surname is also Zhang, so he might be your ancestor."

"Fat man, what are you doing?"

Wu Tianzhen saw the fat man suddenly jump onto the shrine and wondered what he was going to do.

"Isn't there a portrait here? Let's wipe off the dust and see what our ancestor with the surname Zhang actually looked like."

"Fatty, be careful. These things are so old, they might break if you touch them."

"understood."

The fat man responded and continued what he was doing.

He took the portrait off the wall, then held it right under his eyelids and blew on it forcefully.

"call……"

A cloud of dust immediately rose up.

"Cough, cough..."

The fat man coughed a few times, and as the dust settled, the figure in the portrait was revealed.

After everyone saw the person in the portrait clearly, they exclaimed in unison, "Young man, it's you!"

The person in the portrait was none other than Zhang Qilin.

Their face shape, facial contours, eyes, and temperament are exactly the same.

Zhang Qilin frowned as he looked at the portrait of someone who looked just like him.

Suddenly he clutched his head with both hands, his expression one of extreme pain.

"Hey buddy, what's wrong?"