0035 A city made of sand
"Do you want to go in?" Feng Ning asked.
"Let's go inside." Misty nodded.
The two of them had been on the road for several days, and they hadn't seen the town for a long time, and although the city felt too heavy, it was really time for them to take a break.
Landing at the city gate, follow the passers-by and walk in slowly. The guard stood motionless until the wind and fog passed by them, and his eyes moved and he glanced at the two of them.
When he arrived in the city, he saw the monks walking on the street, and Feng Ning relaxed a little.
This town, it seems, is guarded by a great power, and the streets are bustling with pedestrians, but it is quiet, and there are no fights or disputes.
The doors of the shops are wide open, the shopkeepers sit on the benches with their hands and take a nap, and some of them don't even have a store in front of the door, and after buying things, they take the initiative to put the money on the counter, which looks orderly, and it is really a good city.
It's just that in addition to sighing, Feng Ning is also sensitive to sense that something is wrong, the expressions on everyone's faces are very wooden, and the prosperous city feels like a dead city.
Feng Ning was secretly vigilant in her heart, and pulled the mist to her side, what was the problem here, she didn't want to delve into it, they were just staying here for one night, as long as it didn't endanger their safety, there was no need to care about it.
In the evening, the inn was crowded with people, and it was full of people, but it was unusually quiet, and the wind condensed and walked in with a fog.
All the people inside turned their heads and looked at them in unison.
"Shop, are there any vacancies?"
After Feng Ning asked this sentence, those people turned their heads again, ordering and eating, it seemed that the moment just now was just her illusion.
Without finding a place to sit down in the hall, Feng Ning went upstairs with the fog, and the moment she closed the door, the hall began to be noisy, but the sound disappeared when it touched their door, and the door seemed to be the dividing line between the two worlds.
In the middle of the night, Feng Ning was awakened by a knock on the door.
The door panel shook with a strange sound, and the biting coldness spread from the chest to the whole body, and the whole body seemed to lose strength and could not move.
sat up in shock, wiped the cold sweat on his head in fear after Feng Ning, it was not a dream, someone was really knocking on the door.
They walked over and opened the door, and the shopkeeper who had led them upstairs stood outside the door.
The moonlight was white, but his face was glowing green, grinning, and the surroundings instantly became eerie and lifeless.
Feng Ning's whole body trembled, and he clenched the Broken Mind Sword, as a cultivator, he had to believe in the Heavenly Dao, ghosts and monsters were just ordinary people, and the product of too big a brain hole would not appear in the cultivation realm at all.
There are two kinds of death for monks, one is suspended animation, that is, the body is absent and the soul is alive; The other is true death, where the soul and body are gone.
As long as the soul is still there, you can be reincarnated, and you can also cultivate ghosts and immortals, and ghosts and immortals are no different from other monks except for their fragile bodies.
Of course, if you are unlucky, your soul is likely to be transformed by demons
"Our store is closing, please pack up your things and leave before the property." The faint voice of the shopkeeper interrupted Feng Ning's thoughts.
"Before the property?" Misty looked at the store dissatisfied, "You guys are a black shop, right?" Did we pay for a day's room? ”
"It's the rules of our shop." The shopkeeper was expressionless, and he didn't react to the black shop in the mouth of the fog.
Misty breath pupils locked, "you"
Feng Ning covered the mouth of the misty breath and slammed the door shut.
"Why are you holding me back?" Misty breath blushed, "Obviously they're wrong?" ”
Feng Ning put all the things into the storage bag, and glanced at the door solemnly, "Go out later, don't talk, don't look back." ”
"What's wrong, Feng Ning?" Misty breath walked over to Feng Ning and asked cautiously, "Is it here, what's the problem?" ”
"You're aware of that, aren't you?" Feng Ning put his hand against the foggy lips, "Shhh, don't say it, just don't know what to read, just think it's our own hurry, like we rushed in the middle of the night a while ago." ”
"Okay." Misty nodded earnestly.
Feng Ning held the Broken Mind Sword in one hand and the mist breath in the other, and walked downstairs.
"Are you leaving?" As if he had forgotten that he had urged them to leave, the shopkeeper greeted the two with a smile, "Is there anything urgent to do?" If not, why don't you stay longer? ”
"Thanks, no need." Feng Ning pulled the mist, "The Demon Cultivator is hurting her family, we have to go to the elders of their sect, it's too late." ”
"Demon cultivation again? Where is your sect? Demon cultivation is really getting more and more rampant. The shopkeeper's voice became cold again, "Then you really can't wait, you guys should leave." ”
Feng Ning didn't answer his question, pulled the fog, and ran towards the city gate.
The gate was still the same as when they entered, except for the two of them, there was no one else out of the city, and the soldiers standing at the gate looked at them in surprise, and then became expressionless again.
After leaving the city gate, they ran for more than ten miles, found a rock, leaned against the rock, the two did not speak, nor slept, just stared at the stars in the sky, and spent the night like this.
When the first light of the morning found the yellow sand, Feng Ning stood up, stretched, and turned to look at the road he had walked last night.
"Feng Ning, let's go to Tianwu Valley, what if we have to go through there?" Misty breath stood behind Feng Ning and asked helplessly.
"It's okay, let's go around and don't go into the city." Feng Ning took out a large handful of charms from the storage bag and stuffed them into the fog, "When you encounter danger, you will urge your spiritual power and scatter it outside." ”
"Hmm." Mist took the spell and nodded solemnly.
The two of them were very nervous all the way, paying attention to the strange city, but after flying for most of the day, the shadow of the city did not appear, which made people wonder if it was in the wrong direction.
"Wind condensation?" Misty breath clutched Feng Ning's shirt, "Why do I have a feeling, creepy feeling?" ”
"It's okay, I'm here." Although Feng Ning was also timid in his heart, he still comforted the fog.
Among the two people, her cultivation is the highest, the more this is the case, the more she can't show her fear, if there is no one to support her, then the two of them will really stay here forever.
"Feng Ning, look?" The mist suddenly grabbed Feng Ning's hand.
In the yellow sand, something reflected a golden light in the sun.
Edgeworth stopped, and Feng Ning walked over to pick it up, it was the spirit stone she gave to the shopkeeper last night.
"Could it be this" Misty Breath also recognized the spirit stone, pointed at it, and was speechless in shock.
Throwing the spirit stone into the yellow sand, Feng Ning nodded, pulled the mist breath, controlled the Broken Mind Sword, and flew towards the west.