Bai Xuanzhi didn't say a word, walked up to me, muttered a few vague incantations in his mouth, he raised his hand and patted me lightly on the shoulder twice, as if to say to me, and as if he was talking to himself: "You, you can't look at it for a while." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" tone is not reprimanded, more spoiled, I know he is worried about me, not to mention, I am a person of this system, a mere charm is useless to me, maybe it will be useful to others, but it will become an ornament when it is left here, dispensable, but I think it is safer to wear it on my body, at least it will play a more or less role, of course, this is just my wishful thinking.

Bai Xuanzhi raised his head and looked around, sweeping the environment here inside and out, he rethought it, his face was very heavy. I looked at the rows of bright red lanterns behind him faintly emitting astigmatism, as if I had seen a horror movie, and the visual impact gave me not only emptiness, but also mystery, this darkness is the most primitive emotion that can arouse people's hearts - fear.

What's more, what I was thinking about in my mind, fear gradually woke up in my sleeping body. I could even clearly feel how the blood in my body was rushing through every vein.

And Bai Xuanzhi's expression frowned in confusion, his eyes stared directly at a certain place behind me, I don't know what he was looking at, or if he found something following us. Suddenly, a desire arose in me to look back, but I was afraid, what if I saw a bloody face? Or a female ghost with a rotting body? Seeing Bai Xuanzhi tilting his head and thinking, it seemed that he seemed to have thought of some important clues, I didn't dare to disturb, so I could only look at him cautiously. Although my curiosity was aroused in an instant, in this situation, I insisted on squeezing those curiosity back to its original position and not allowing it to continue to pop up. His lips quirmed, he shook his head slowly, and muttered vaguely, "It shouldn't be like this!" "Now it's our turn to be dumbfounded. Listening to his words, I was even more confused. What does he mean by that? I felt like my heart was going to stop. The doubts grew worse and worse, almost holding me down so hard that I could not breathe.

Zhang Lin, who was on the side, couldn't hold back, and he asked first: "White boy, what do you mean by this?" Bai Xuanzhi glanced at us, shook his head meaningfully, and swallowed back half of his words. This made people even more anxious, and I found that he had a kind of ability - that is, the ability to drive people crazy invisibly.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, staring at my side with a solemn expression, his deep dark eyes always tinged with sadness. After that, he said calmly: "This is neither true nor false, half true, half false." Or, rather, the town is real, but the road we are walking on now is illusory. Have you ever heard of the legend of the "Lost Town"? He glanced at us, trying to find answers in our faces, but he was disappointed. A few of us shook our heads in unison as if we had agreed. What the hell is going on? My mind was in dire straits.

"In the early 70s, there was a small town in the city that disappeared overnight to escape the turmoil of the revolution. No one has seen that town since. There is also a saying that I heard that the people living in that town are all cultivators, that is, the residents of this town are all magicians. You also know that it was a miracle to be alive during that special period, especially in that turbulent era, when people who practiced the Fa often couldn't escape the fate of being criticized, but this town was fortunate enough to avoid that turbulent era. It's gone! Overnight, all that was left was an empty and desolate place. Of course, this matter was well hidden from reporting, not even in newspapers and magazines. However, it is an ironclad fact that this town once existed. I heard from my master that someone had once strayed into this town, and perhaps he had escaped by a stroke of great fortune, and had written an autobiography about this forgotten town. Of course, the person who escaped was my master. ”

"You're talking about Grandpa Hu?" I asked with wide eyes, I was more curious about Grandpa Hu's legendary life than the disappeared town.

Bai Xuanzhi looked at me and nodded, "It seems that you are very interested in these mysterious things?" Petal-like lips pulled into a shallow smile.

"But why haven't I seen Grandpa Hu's autobiography? Did you put it away? I pressed him and didn't want to miss out on this interesting thing.

"It's gone. During a mission, the master lost it. He said lazily, smiling even more mysteriously. I gave him a blank look, a look of displeasure.

"So the place we're in right now is what you call the vanished town?" Zhang Lin said inquiringly, he paused for a while, as if he suddenly thought of something, "About that legend, I seem to have heard people say it, that is, I heard the old timers mention it, I thought it was his nonsense at the time, but I didn't expect it to be true." It's terrifying, how strong is it to make a town disappear under the eyes of the world? Zhang Lin shuddered and looked around vigilantly, for fear that something terrible would come out of the darkness. Director Zhang put his arms around his chest, and I am afraid that all his current worldviews have been completely subverted at this moment. Perhaps, he crossed his hands and crossed his chest to give himself some courage. Things are getting more and more weird, it is no longer within the scope of his solution, he looked at the young man in front of him, and could only put all his hopes on this young man's body, maybe he really responded to such a sentence: people can't look good, this young man must have a stunt, it must be! Director Zhang secretly comforted himself in his heart, he wanted to paralyze himself to believe in empty hope.

"What now? Keep going? I asked again, but my eyes looked at Bai Xuanzhi without blinking. I'm afraid, it's an unavoidable fact.

He held his chin and thought for a while, then looked around again, "I don't need to, the exit has been found." We've been standing still, not moving forward, haven't you noticed that the soybeans I lost under my feet have always been in the same place? This shows that we have been confused by the real thing in front of us just now, and our minds have been confused. I was suspicious before, so I deliberately and carefully threw some soybeans, and you see, all those soybeans are gathered in one place, and the result is obvious. We looked in the direction he was pointing, and really, there was a pile of soybeans scattered on the ground not far away. I opened my mouth wide in surprise and looked at Bai Xuanzhi in disbelief.

When did he sprinkle some soybeans? Was it when we were walking? It seems that this is the only answer that can successfully convince me. Then my intuition just now is correct, I always feel that I am standing still, it turns out that it is not my delusion, but the real situation. Sometimes, I'm intimidated by my instincts, which may really confirm the adage that good doesn't work bad.

Still, this sense of realism made me dizzy for a while. I can't say what it feels, but I feel a sense of oppression, like a hole like a blister, which looks real, but the hole that is revealed seems so false.