Chapter 465

"The world is strange."

Yuanxiao all the way down the barren mountain, all the way to observe around.

No matter the earth, mountains and rivers around, from the degree of drying up, there has been no drop of water for a few thousand years. The three suns in the sky seem to have cut off all the water and food for human survival, which is not his dream world at all.

At first, the city at the foot of the mountain looks like a brand-new city.

Until we got close to the gate, there was no guard at the gate.

Looking from the gate, the whole city is empty and seems to be an empty city.

Standing on the road outside the gate of the city, the Lantern Festival is wavering in his heart. He doesn't feel any danger. Either this strange city is really without danger, or the danger of this strange city is beyond his perception of his real destiny.

Just about to fight, there was a dense sound of horse's hooves behind the distant depression.

On the side of the road, the Lantern Festival carries three li rang, and sees nine pure white unicorns without a trace of color, pulling a treasure car of Jiulong Huagai. Only for more than ten seconds, they have run to the gate of the city and stop.

When the curtain of the treasure car was lifted, an old man with white beard and white hair poked out his head.

"My God! You are out of town. You are rare visitors

The old man said with surprise and joy, "are you tired of traveling in the original city?"

"Yes

The Lantern Festival turned to read between nodding, "old man, what city is this, can't you see the name at the gate?"

"Name Alas... "

On hearing this, the old man sighed, "you must come from a very remote place, otherwise you can't not know our place. Since you don't know, don't ask. This name is the most painful memory for us."

"I was bold."

Yuanxiao apologized.

"Come on, get in the car and let's go into the city. The three suns outside are really hot."

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile.

"Haven't you asked the name of the old man yet?"

Yuanxiao jumped into the car with Sanli on his back and asked.

"Call me Lao zhangtou. This is your daughter-in-law on your back."

Lao Zhang said with a smile.

"Yes

Yuanxiao nodded, "I am yuanxiao, she is Sanli."

"Yuanxiao, a good name, is a traditional Chinese food, symbolizing reunion."

Lao Zhang's head waved a gold whip on the unicorn's back and pulled the treasure cart through the city gate. The Lantern Festival was stunned at the moment when he passed through the gate. It was like two different worlds inside and outside the city.

The world outside the city, in addition to the death of three suns, is pure oxygen.

From the outside, there was no one in the city. There was a lot of traffic inside the city gate. In the sky, there were boats and floating islands of fairyland civilization. People on the ground were so busy that even the heat of the three suns was blocked by a light curtain.

At the gate of the city, Lao Zhang spits out some strange syllables.

Only one of the nine unicorns was left, and the other eight disappeared like bubbles. The treasure car of Huagai in Jiulong was also shrunk a lot. He ran along the right lane of the street and introduced Lao Zhang's head to the Lantern Festival.

"This is Qinglong Street, and there is a Shixian Inn further on."

Lao Zhang said with a gesture, "the boss there is an acquaintance of mine. He hasn't received a guest for more than 3000 years. I must be very happy to meet you this time. If I didn't arrive at the critical moment of death, I would certainly personally entertain you."

"Thank you very much, Uncle Zhang."

Yuanxiao said gratefully.

On the surface is like this, but in the heart a silk chill.

In an inn in the city, it was said that more than 3000 people had no one to live in. Lao Zhang's view was even more chilling. What's the meaning of not being able to serve at the critical moment of death? How can anyone know that he is going to die and still care about whether others have a place to settle down here.

Including the eight unicorns that disappeared at the gate of the city, how strange the world and the city look.

"Uncle Zhang, there are no books to read in this city."

Yuanxiao asked tentatively.

"Book! What a good young man. "

Lao Zhang thought about it and said, "all the books are in the Cangxian Pavilion on Zhuque street. My favorite thing was to read there. But after reading for more than 1000 years, I had nothing to do after staying for thousands of years, so I couldn't help but leave the city and go outside to have a look..."

"Zhuque street, Cangxian Pavilion!"

Yuanxiao firmly remembers the name.

The unicorn moved very fast, and soon came to a three story building full of Oriental style.

"When you get there, you can say that I introduced you to Lao Zhang."

Lao Zhang said with a grin, "when I come back to live tomorrow, I'll be a hero again. If you don't leave, I'll bring you a lot of fun. No one is familiar with me around here."

"Ah! Good... "The Lantern Festival repeatedly thanks the way.

Seeing Lao Zhang's Unicorn car leave, Yuanxiao turns to the Shixian inn

The Lantern Festival stares at the four character gold lettered plaque and suddenly froze.

There is a glimmer of light in the eyes, and the power of white eyes is scattered, and they try their best to look at the surrounding buildings.

The eyes of Yuanxiao almost didn't fall down.

As long as the surrounding buildings are made of wood, they must be made of wood collected from the sacred trees of heaven, such as dragon subduing wood, Bodhi wood, Fusang wood, laurel wood, eternal God wood, life God tree, etc. any piece of wood can make ordinary gods break their heads.

If you look at the tiles on the top of the building, purple feather glass and feixianyu are almost all kinds of legendary gems.

At the beginning of entering the city, I just took a glance at it, but I didn't find that the city was so terrible. If the materials of these buildings were real, Yuanxiao could not afford to sell the whole miracle college.

When entering the inn, Yuanxiao touches the door frame made of Bodhi wood.

Fake A tiny bit as like as two peas, the

look impressive but lack real worth.

On the first floor of an inn decorated like fairyland, a middle-aged shopkeeper in a Confucian robe is lying on the counter and sleeping.

Yuanxiao sits on one side of the chair with Sanli in his arms and waits. Looking at this strange city through the window, he has a feeling that what he is looking for is in this city, which is the starting point of all disasters and the most critical place in the dream world.

It's impossible that Hodgson's Xiandao array, which is used to assist in dreaming, has not been prepared at all.

It's getting dark, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on Qinglong Street.

Lantern Festival found a strange point, street stalls selling things, they collect money is thrown aside, seems to collect money is just a way, occasionally some buy things do not give money also no one to investigate.

Even the thieves on the road can swagger and steal a lot of things to hang on their bodies.

Everyone in this city seems to perform another play that they don't know whether it's true or not. The Lantern Festival even finds that some of them can even see the numbness and death in their eyes.

It's not a guess, it's a real reality.

Only in the afternoon, there were people who were killed by bumping into the wall, hanging on the street, lying on the road, being run over by cars, fighting with each other, killing dozens of people by wiping their necks. As soon as these people died, their bodies disappeared, and everyone seemed to be surprised.

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