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It was a cold and dilapidated alley, like the place where the homeless people lived in the isolated island capital in the past. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The door is old and full of cracks, and even the surrounding bricks and tiles seem to be made of fragments, which has a shabby taste of the market, and the narrow buildings are arranged in a disorderly manner on both sides of the alley, looking low and old.

Even if the light is not good at this moment, I can clearly see the wooden bars that have fallen to the ground......

Confusion.

Old.

Rundown.

Deserted.

This is the first impression of this alley.

She was even a little stunned, and in a blink of an eye, she left the eighteenth floor upstairs that she was very interested in before, and asked Zhang Tang in some surprise: "The Misty Immortal is here?"

Zhang Tang knew what he was thinking, so he only stared at the bottomless alley, and said lightly: "When Zhang came here for the first time, he couldn't believe it. ”

The existence that can be compared to the eight Yan Monarchs of Bafang City in the legend lives in such a dirty, dilapidated and narrow alley?

To ordinary people, it may sound like a fantasy.

Zhang Tang was still hesitant that day, not to mention today's sorrow?

A group of four people stood at the mouth of the alley, one calm as ever, and three were shocked.

The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost were simply stunned: "This place is too broken, isn't it? Look, cobwebs are everywhere!"

As he spoke, the small-headed ghost also stretched out his hand and pointed to the nearest cobweb.

The whole alley is a black one, and when you stand at the mouth of the alley and look at it, you can't see the end.

It seems that this darkness sleeping in the alley has no end at all, and it is difficult for ordinary people's eyes to penetrate.

Seeing that I was blinded by my might, I found that in that deep dark package, there was indeed a faint little bit of light, very obscure, very dim, jumping and flickering, so that people would accidentally think that it was an illusion caused by their own dazzled eyes.

"Is that there?"

"Not bad. ”

Zhang Tang nodded.

Seeing sorrow, he glanced back at him, only to see the appearance of this former cool official standing tall.

After thinking for a moment, she couldn't help but ask, "Looking at Lord Tingwei's situation, it seems that he has visited the Misty Immortal?"

“……”

This time, Zhang Tang didn't answer.

He glanced at the sorrow, as if he was scrutinizing, and seemed to think that she was asking too much, so he only stood for a moment, then stepped forward directly, and said: "The Misty Immortal has been practicing as a ghost cultivator for thousands of years, and he is not among the ten ghost clans, nor does he serve the Bafang City, and he is alone, and no one can help him." I have visited, and there is no contact with you visiting him. ”

It means that Zhang Tang did have a little unknown intersection with the Misty Immortal, but this intersection could not help him to see the sorrow.

It can be heard that Zhang Tang doesn't want to talk about his own affairs.

Thinking about it, except for the fact that he had a little bit of meeting fate in the isolated island of the world and killing red, he was not familiar with Zhang Tang in the first place, and it was a blessing that people were willing to help.

Seeing that he thought for a moment, he didn't ask any more questions, just followed Zhang Tang and walked all the way to the alley.

There are only two big-headed ghosts and small-headed ghosts, who are suffocated.

They had the heart to inquire about how Zhang Tang had intersected with the famous Misty Immortal, but when they saw Zhang Tang's stiff dead face, they were worried again, and they muttered for a long time in the back, but no one dared to speak.

There was silence in the alley for a while, only the slight sound of footsteps spread, like throwing a few pebbles in the flat lake, creating some ripples.

It's just that when the night is quiet, no one notices.

The further you go inside, the more dilapidated the houses on both sides become.

Seeing that he stepped over the decaying beams that had fallen on the ground, he frowned slightly, but he didn't think it was very reasonable.

Zhang Tang also glanced around and explained: "This is the residence of the Misty Immortal, if he doesn't move, no one dares to move." ”

So I understood it when I saw it.

She said in a low voice: "I'm still thinking, this way from the gate of the city of vain, the pavilions you see are all more and more tall and luxurious, quite a bit of the grandeur of the capital city of the world, how can you be alone in the bustling middle of such a dilapidated alley? ”

In this way, this misty immortal is dying in vain, and there is indeed a terrifying power.

Such an out of place alley......

Seeing sorrow while walking, while looking.

In the field of vision ahead, the only scattered light finally became clear.

It is a small dilapidated house located at the end of the alley.

The tattered carved windows were covered with yellowed window paper, and dim, flickering light came through the paper.

The door panels were full of cracks, sparsely embedded in the doors, and a few pieces of light escaped from the cracks.

The whole place is like a small shop doing business in the world, but it has closed at the moment.

There were three moss-covered steps in front of the house, but the moss was worn away from the middle of the steps.

Presumably, there must have been many people who have stepped on this step all along.

Most of them came to visit the Misty Fairy, right?

The moment I saw the steps, I had a judgment in my heart.

This was already the end of the entire alley, and Zhang Tang naturally stopped and looked at the window.

There was a dark shadow by the window, and I didn't know if it was a candle shadow or a human figure.

He walked up the steps, reached out and lightly buckled on the broken door three times: "Knock, knock, knock." ”

The sound that is not loud has a thrilling taste when it sounded in this silent deep alley.

The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost didn't even dare to breathe, and honestly hid behind the sorrowful, as if they were ready to run away as soon as something happened.

It's okay to see that I'm worried, I still look at Zhang Tang and observe the situation here.

After Zhang Tang knocked on the door, there was no sound in the room, not even the shadow by the window flickered, as if no one existed.

Aren't you at home?

As soon as this thought came to his heart, a hoarse voice came from the flat ground: "Zhang Tang ......"

The big-headed ghost and the small-headed ghost are ghosts themselves, and it stands to reason that they will not be frightened, who would have thought that as soon as this voice came out, the two little ghosts were so frightened that they hugged each other together, hugging each other, and trembling.

Seeing sorrow is also a creepy behind!

Not for anything else, but because the voice was too harsh, too hoarse, like a thousand knives in the throat and had to speak.

The forest is cold, cloudy, and obscure to the extreme.

Zhang Tang is no different.

He had heard a lot worse than this, and it was not the first time he had heard the voice of the "Misty Fairy".

Standing in front of the door, he arched his hands quite politely and bowed: "Coming in the starry night, it is to introduce people, someone has something to ask for help from the seniors, I wonder if the seniors can see it?"

The shadows by the window still didn't move, and there was not even any movement in the room.

Only the voice, as if born out of thin air, came from the window: "You have brought a great living man, but this is the first time you have seen ...... Come on in. ”

"Squeak......

There was an almost tooth-aching sound of the door shaft grinding.

The door that was blocking in front of Zhang Tang actually opened like this.

Standing on the street, when he looked up, he could pass through the door that was not wide, and see some furnishings inside.

It's really a shop.

It's just that what is on this container is not a fairy grass elixir, let alone a magic weapon, it is actually an uncarved stone.

These stones are of different shapes, look featureless, or even bizarre.

They resemble broken stones picked up from the ground, boulders that have rolled down from a mountain, and some are square, as if they have been cut and waiting to be carved......

Whether it is the containers on both sides or the containers at the door, without exception, they are all stones!

This scene is really unexpected.

Seeing that he was stunned for a moment, he found that Zhang Tang had already walked in, stepped into the door, and turned around to look at himself who was still standing outside.

It was she who came to visit the Misty Fairy, and Zhang Tang was obviously waiting for herself.

Seeing that he was worried, he suppressed the curiosity and doubts in his heart, and stepped up the steps from the street, and stepped over the broken threshold that seemed to be about to collapse.

In the right corner of the house, there is a gray gravel.

A small wooden stool sat among the rubble, and on top sat a scruffy-looking old man, whose robe was no longer visible, and was so dirty that it looked like it was going to fall off in the next moment.

His messy hair was all fluffy and gray, and his face was covered with a beard, the same color as his hair.

The whole person's facial features are hidden in this messy hair, and they can't be seen clearly at all.

At first glance, it looks like a down-and-out beggar!

I can't believe it when I see it-

This is the legendary Fairy of the Mist?

His withered fingers were holding a small piece of rubble, the whole person looked like a skeleton, and he didn't move, the color of the fingers and the color of the gravel were almost integrated, and they couldn't tell each other.

Even when he heard the footsteps and knew that Zhang Tang had walked in with someone, he didn't raise his eyes.

It wasn't until Zhang Tang stopped and saw that the old man slowly raised his head, directly crossed Zhang Tang, and looked at the sorrow.

A pair of cloudy eyes, almost unable to distinguish between the black and the white, make people particularly frightened.

At that moment, he saw the sorrow clearly, and also saw the Qiankun bag hanging from her waist.

Then the lips hidden under the weedy whiskers moved slightly, and an uncomfortable laugh came out of the throat.

"It turned out to be the little girl of Yashan......"