They spent several days in the same place, and the dark shadow kept following them, but it would leave when the pink-white mist appeared.

When they were about to leave, Song Jinqiao looked back and suddenly found that their footprints had disappeared!

"Zero, do you know when the footprints disappear?"

[It was probably your third day here, probably because of the pink-white mist.]

No wonder Jianye and Songxing’s footprints disappeared before, so the fog has no effect where these footprints are still there.

"Let's go."

Not long after walking, Song Jinqiao clearly felt that he had passed through a barrier and looked back in surprise.

[This is the pink-white mist.]

When they passed the barrier, the footprints on the ground reappeared.

This must be Song Xing's.

What a pity, they found this place first.

They followed the footprints until they came to a clearing.

"here……"

Song Jinqiao walked forward quickly and looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

There were dozens of wooden houses built on the open space not far away. They looked extremely dilapidated because no orcs had lived there for a long time.

After thousands of years, the originally smooth and flat open space was covered with dense weeds, and more than a dozen tall branches and trunks swallowed up the wooden house, wrapping it inside.

Mu walked in, touched a branch, and said, "This is where the Shaklinda tribe lives."

So the pink and white mist is what the Shaklinda use to protect themselves from external intrusion.

Song Jinqiao took a quick look outside and found nothing special, so he picked a wooden house and walked in.

The inside was very monotonous, just like an ordinary wooden house, and there were even some tangled animal skins.

It was obvious that they were walking in a hurry, as if something was chasing them.

She went to several more cabins, but without exception she found nothing special.

"Look at these." Yan Mo suddenly pulled her and took her to a very large house.

"What's wrong? Did you find anything?" Song Jinqiao was followed by him, held by the wrist. The dirt on his hands got on her wrist. He walked hurriedly, with a puzzled look on his face.

That room was the largest one here. As soon as she entered the room, she found that the things inside were more numerous and neater than those in other rooms.

"Why did you bring me here?" Song Jinqiao broke free from his hand and asked in confusion.

Yan Mo came to a corner of the stone bed, reached out his hand and fumbled in a gap, and took out a blue-orange crystal.

Song Jinqiao was slightly shocked, then suddenly realized what was happening and walked over quickly: "Are there really rare crystals here?!"

Yan Mo nodded and put down the crystal. He reached out his hand and fumbled in the gap again. This time he took out a grayish-white animal skin.

"Why is there a piece of animal skin hidden here?" Song Jinqiao couldn't help but squat down and move closer, wanting to take a closer look at the animal skin.

Yan Mo paused for a moment when she suddenly approached him. A familiar scent lingered around his nose, and his heart skipped a beat. His eyes suddenly dimmed.

Song Jinqiao didn't notice anything unusual and continued to look at the grayish-white animal skin seriously.

There were some symbols painted on the animal skin with unknown material, and there were many curved routes connecting these symbols.

"This should be a map," the system said.