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#520 - If the evening mist rises, the feast is coming

This "meh" sound, filled with doubt and surprise, made Tang Yin pause. He helped the sobbing girl up and noticed her clothes were covered in dirt, and her knees, plastered with Band-Aids, had many new scrapes.

Tang Yin tried to comfort the little girl, softly saying, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Why are you here all alone?"

However, the little girl broke free from his hand and staggered towards someone nearby. Tang Yin followed her gaze and was surprised to see a familiar figure.

Appearing before Tang Yin was the white-haired girl he had glimpsed that morning.

She stood in the setting sun, her silver-white hair gently fluttering in the breeze, as if glowing.

Her eyes were cold and deep, as if they could see through people's hearts. She wore a simple white dress, which seemed particularly out of place in this desolate landscape.

Tang Yin stood there, stunned, feeling as if he had stumbled into a mysterious realm.

The appearance of the white-haired girl made this already bizarre scene even more incredible. She stood there quietly, like a guardian of this wasteland, or like a being who didn't belong to this world.

The little loli ran to the white-haired girl and hugged her leg tightly. The white-haired girl looked down at the little loli and then turned her gaze to Tang Yin. Her eyes were filled with vigilance and curiosity, as if assessing this intruder.

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As night fell, on the wasteland of Mist Hidden Village, the white-haired girl stood before Tang Yin, mysterious and aloof. She began to chant, her voice like whispers from ancient times:

"When the evening mist rises, the狂宴 (kuáng yàn) will begin,"

These inexplicable lines echoed in the air, carrying a hint of ominous foreboding. The purple-haired little girl, hiding behind the white-haired girl, stared at Tang Yin with fearful and hostile eyes. Those watery eyes were now filled with vigilance, as if Tang Yin were some terrible monster.

The white-haired girl held the little girl tightly in her arms, her cold gaze fixed on Tang Yin, her tone filled with warning: "Leave now."

Before Tang Yin could react, she added, "It's already too late." As soon as she finished speaking, she repeated, "But, leave now."

These contradictory words confused Tang Yin. Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly noticed a thick fog rising behind the girl. The fog came strangely and quickly, as if it were alive, engulfing everything around it in a matter of seconds.

The fog grew thicker and thicker, soon obscuring the entire field of vision. Tang Yin could only vaguely see the silhouettes of the white-haired girl and the little girl, and then even these last images were swallowed up.

Fear surged like a tide, and Tang Yin was so frightened that he turned and ran. But where could he run? The fog was all around him, and he couldn't even tell which direction was which. Tang Yin could only rely on instinct, running wildly in the direction of the village in his memory.

He didn't know how long he ran, but Tang Yin vaguely returned to the village square. However, the scene before him terrified him even more.

The fog was like a giant white python, coiling around the entire village. The streets were deserted, and only the dim light of the street lamps flickered in the fog, forming eerie halos. The outlines of the houses became blurred, as if they would disappear into this white sea at any moment.

The air was filled with a damp and decaying smell, as if it were emanating from the depths of the earth. The occasional sound of the wind became distorted in the fog, like the whispers of some creature. The entire village was shrouded in an ominous silence, as if it had been isolated from the world.

Tang Yin stood in the center of the square, feeling dizzy. His mind was blank, and his body seemed to be out of control. Just then, he felt someone shaking his shoulder.

It wasn't until he regained consciousness that he realized Wang Lina was standing in front of him. Her expression was very anxious, her eyes filled with tears, and her voice was tearful: "Where did you go?"

Tang Yin came back to his senses and subconsciously said, "Sorry, I'll fix the car now."

However, Wang Lina's reaction was beyond his expectations. She said urgently, "Don't say anything, it's too late, Mr. Tang Yin, hide!"

Tang Yin's mind was completely blank. He didn't understand Wang Lina's words. What was too late? What the hell? These questions swirled in his mind, but he couldn't find any answers.

Just then, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts. Zhao Gang walked over and scolded sternly, "What are you doing, Wang Lina? Go back to your room!"

Wang Lina wanted to say something, but she swallowed the words back down: "But, Mr. Tang Yin is still..."

Zhao Gang clicked his tongue impatiently: "Tch, don't worry about outsiders. I'll go with Old Gao to check on the other houses. Go home now, Wang Lina!"

Tang Yin stood there, completely not understanding the situation before him. What were they talking about? Why were they so scared? What terrible things were hidden in the fog?

...

After thinking for a while, Tang Yin seemed to gradually understand. These mists came from the direction of the God's Valley below Mist Hidden Village, just like he had seen in the wasteland before. The transparency of the fog was extremely low, as if it were alive, surging and slowly engulfing every corner of the square.

The faint light of the street lamps was vaguely visible in the fog, like a faint hope in the darkness. Tang Yin felt a burst of dizziness, as if the whole world was spinning. Just then, a familiar voice cut through the silence.

"Mr. Tang Yin, come this way!" Wang Lina's voice was urgent.

Before Tang Yin could react, Wang Lina had rushed to his side and grabbed his hand. Her palms were cold and trembling, revealing the fear in her heart.

Tang Yin felt a splitting headache and said with difficulty, "What's going on? My head... is a little dizzy..."

Wang Lina's voice was tearful, but still firm: "Hold on, you must stay awake. Where, where is there a room that can be locked! Hide in there alone, or you'll die!"

Tang Yin's consciousness became more and more blurred, and he muttered to himself, "What's going on... Why..."

Wang Lina was about to cry, her voice pleading: "Please, Mr. Tang Yin, do as I say!"

Without another word, Wang Lina tightly held Tang Yin's hand and pulled him away. They ran through the misty hillside, the soil under their feet soft and damp. They passed through the winding field paths, the smell of rice straw and weeds mixed with the dampness of the fog, filling Tang Yin's nostrils.

Finally, in a haze, they found a haven - a simple toilet by the field path. The dilapidated wooden door was half-open, as if waiting for their arrival.

Wang Lina said breathlessly, "This should be..."

Tang Yin's consciousness cleared up a little, and he asked in confusion, "What's going on? Although it's foggy, it shouldn't be this tense, right?"

Wang Lina's beautiful face was filled with anxiety and fear, and she said urgently, "Listen to me, Tang Yin, there's no time to explain now, please, do as I say, you must do as I say! From now on, hide in this toilet all night, lock the door, and don't make any noise, absolutely!"

For some reason, Tang Yin, who had been feeling dizzy, became exceptionally clear-headed at this moment. He carefully looked at Wang Lina's expression, those eyes that were usually full of smiles were now filled with fear and worry. Her slightly trembling lips, her clenched hands, all told of the seriousness of the situation.

Although he still felt a little inexplicable, Tang Yin understood Wang Lina's words word by word. She was serious, and Tang Yin felt that he should accept her advice.

Tang Yin forced a smile, trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "...Hahaha, that's quite an instruction."

Wang Lina's eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope when she heard this: "Tang Yin..."

Tang Yin continued, "Let me say this first, this is a very difficult task. When I clear the game, you must give me a generous reward and give me a corresponding explanation."

Wang Lina was relieved, her voice choked with sobs: "Yes, okay, I'll tell you everything. So you have to survive tonight no matter what."

Looking at Wang Lina's solemn tone and tearful expression, Tang Yin felt that she was serious. A sense of responsibility rose in his heart, as if he were shouldering a major mission.

The night grew darker, and the thick fog was like a huge monster, devouring everything around it. Tang Yin stood in front of the dilapidated toilet door, feeling the chill of the night seeping into his bones. He glanced back at Wang Lina, the girl who was usually lively and cheerful now seemed so fragile.

"I will survive," Tang Yin said softly, "not only to solve the mystery, but also to see your smile again."

Wang Lina was slightly stunned, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes. She looked at Tang Yin deeply, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just nodded lightly.

Tang Yin pushed open the creaking wooden door and stepped into this small, dark space. The smell of rotten wood and the humid air rushed to his face, but at this moment, it became his only shelter.

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He took a deep breath and turned to Wang Lina and said, "Okay, go back now."

Wang Lina hesitated and responded softly, "Okay, I'm leaving, Tang Yin." Her eyes flickered with complex emotions, as if she had thousands of words to pour out, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Tang Yin noticed her strangeness and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Wang Lina lowered her head, her long hair covering her expression. After a moment, she raised her head and forced a smile: "Well, it's nothing, let's talk about it tomorrow."

These meaningful words floated in the air, as if foreshadowing some unknown fate. Wang Lina took one last look at Tang Yin, then turned and left, her back gradually blurring in the thick fog until it disappeared.

Tang Yin watched Wang Lina leave, and a sense of loss welled up in his heart. He turned to look around and found that the square had been completely swallowed by the thick fog. The fog was like a living thing, surging along the contours of the terraces, like a huge tongue licking the earth. This strange scene made Tang Yin shudder.

Despite being full of doubts, Tang Yin decided to keep his promise with Wang Lina and hide in this simple outhouse. He took a deep breath, pushed open the creaking wooden door, and stepped into this small space.

However, in less than ten minutes, Tang Yin began to doubt his decision. He leaned against the rough wooden wall, constantly questioning himself: Am I really going to stay here all night?

This is not a shelter at all, it's just a dilapidated hut. Tang Yin looked around, his disappointment overflowing. The village's outhouse was completely different from the construction site prefab he had seen before, and it didn't even have the most basic facilities.

To make matters worse, there was no toilet, only a simple latrine. Tang Yin thought with a wry smile, I can't even sit down, I can only stand like a wooden stake.

But the most unbearable thing was the smell. The latrine didn't even have a lid, and the smell of decay went straight to his nose. Some ignorant person had put a box of air freshener here, and the pungent smell of chemicals mixed with the original stench was simply nauseating.

Tang Yin thought self-deprecatingly, the only advantage here might be that you can relieve yourself at any time if you need to. However, in this situation, this "advantage" seemed meaningless.

As time passed, Tang Yin's doubts and disgust increased day by day. He began to suspect that this was some large-scale prank show? Or were these villagers crazy?

Even if the fog was really dangerous, what was the use of hiding in this leaky outhouse? Tang Yin noticed that the fine mist had already seeped in through the cracks in the wooden planks, floating in the dim space.

As time went on, the temperature dropped lower and lower, and the air became more and more humid. Tang Yin couldn't help but think, since it's foggy inside and out, why not lie on the grass outside and rest? At least I can breathe fresh air and look at the stars.

Just as he was about to push the door open, a voice rang in his mind: "Immediately stop this stupid behavior." Reason slowly took over, and Tang Yin's hand stopped on the doorknob.

But... he couldn't help but question his decision. At that moment, Wang Lina's face suddenly appeared in his mind. Her eyes, full of worry and entreaty, seemed to be silently reminding him of her previous warning.

Tang Yin took a deep breath and slowly lowered his hand. He told himself that he couldn't break his promise with Wang Lina, it was his principle. But when this thought came to him, Tang Yin couldn't help but mock himself: Isn't this reason a bit too hypocritical?

He leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and tried to sort out his thoughts. Wang Lina's warning, the strange fog, the villagers' abnormal behavior, everything was like a huge puzzle waiting for him to solve.

In fact, his real thought was that as long as he kept his promise, he would get new information, which was his biggest goal.

Squatting in the toilet, Tang Yin sorted out the information he had obtained today:

This is 【Mist Hidden Village】, affiliated with 【Baifeng Village】.

At the foot of the mountain in Mist Hidden Village, there is a stream called 【God's Valley River】.

For the people of this area, God's Valley River is a very special place.

The villagers of Mist Hidden Village are:

Beautiful college student 【Wang Lina】,

The seemingly mature high school student 【Qin Ming】, his mother, the cafeteria owner 【Chen Xiang】, and his rebellious younger brother 【Qin Yi】.

The seemingly short high school student 【Tong Xiaoliang】,

The fashionably dressed high school student 【Gao Mei】, and her grandfather 【Gao Zhiwei】

The seemingly strong farming youth 【Zhao Gang】

And the other old people in the village 【Granny Rong】 and the crazy 【Wolf Grandpa】

Qian Corporation's Qian Jin shouldn't be from Mist Village, but rather from Baifeng Village on the other side of the mountains. He's currently living in Mist Village for some reason.

There are eleven people in total.

Also, Wang Lina mentioned two people she hasn't seen before, which should be the White-Haired Girl and the Purple-Haired Loli encountered in that wasteland just now.

That loli should be the child who got lost in the Divinity River Valley yesterday morning and was brought back to the village.

As for the white-haired girl, this is the second time Tang Yin has seen her, but each time the situation is very unreal, and the possibility of it being a hallucination cannot be ruled out.

Thirteen people, counting the white-haired girl, there are now a total of thirteen people living in Mist Village.

In addition, there's also the visiting beautiful reporter Xia Hui and the bear-like photographer Zhou Zhengxiong.

Including Tang Yin, there are a total of three outsiders.