Among the three of them, the old yellow head with the most profound internal cultivation and rich experience in the rivers and lakes is deeply trapped in the fork in the road illusion and cannot extricate himself, which really makes everyone a little unbelievable.

Before Chen Fusheng and the others could speak, Mo Ye and Yi Nanxing roughly recounted what they had encountered in the fork in the road. Luo Xiu was stunned when he listened to the sedan chair, not interjecting to ask, but was tacitly ignored by the two, which made him a little embarrassed. But Chen Fusheng, the son in the sedan chair, did not say a word from beginning to end, just quietly listening to what happened to the two, as if he was speculating about something.

At this time, there was a sudden strange sound from the fork in the middle, and just when everyone thought that the old yellow head would also get out of trouble, Chen Fusheng sighed lightly and said quietly: "In this way, you still need to wait for another half an hour, if the seniors have not yet got out of trouble, Brother Mo and Uncle Yi will go on another trip." ”

After listening to Chen Fusheng's words, several people frowned. The forks on both sides are already so dangerous, and the middle one seems to be the most ordinary, why the old yellow head is besieged in it, there must be something strange here. But after Chen Fusheng said such a sentence, he stopped speaking, so that Luo Xiu, who wanted to ask, could only shut up stupidly.

A few people just started a long wait, but as everyone knows, the old yellow head who was forking in the road at this time was experiencing his long life.

Unlike Moye and Yi Nanxing, although the two were in danger, due to the strength of the arrayers, they did not detach from reality and did not invade the past. Instead, it is based on imagination to create an illusory space that is different from here. This kind of illusion that influences people's thinking through a certain medium can only make people lose themselves in it at best, but it is not without a way to break the game.

What's more, the arrangers were in a hurry, but they gave Mo Ye and Yi Nanxing a chance to break the game.

After the first two painful lessons, the remaining people in Penglai Immortal Mountain are no longer bent on solving, but have the heart to consume. These three people entered the fork in the road almost at the same time, but only two people got out of the trap, which shows that these three forks have their own strange features.

At this time, on the altar at the end of the fork in the road, where everyone was, the old Dao who was holding a peachwood sword chanted a word, and the frequency of waving it also accelerated a little, judging from the already tense wrinkles and sweat on his face, it seemed that he was making a huge struggle.

But the people under the altar did not have any suspicions because of Lao Dao's strange appearance, but chanted more and more words, as if they wanted to help Lao Dao.

And a trace of doubt gradually appeared on the faces of the soldiers who surrounded them, but they could only sigh after looking at each other. And in the tent behind the altar, there was also a general wearing dark bright light armor, a double-strand sword hanging from his waist, and stepping on cloud boots, this person had a hideous scar on his face, extending from the forehead to the cheekbone, looking fierce and abnormal.

The man turned a deaf ear to the situation at the altar outside the tent, and only took a short knife to cut through a plate of dark red minced meat in front of him, and relished it. His eyes had grown redder, and he seemed to have fallen into a madness without realizing it.

After a burst of drinking, the old Taoist on the altar suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and his feet were wrapped around his feet left and right, and he recited the words in his mouth, "People live for a lifetime, and the grass and trees are autumn." If you enter my realm, you will lose your heart. Disease! After the old Tao finished reading, he pointed at the peach wood sword in his hand, and at this time, everyone outside the fork felt a huge fluctuation almost at the same time, only to see a flash of red light in the fork, and then disappeared in an instant.

Everyone who was silent was dumbfounded, and Chen Fusheng suddenly spoke, "If you don't break it, you can't stand it, let's enter the game quickly." ”

Hearing this, everyone around said in unison: "Go in together?" ”

"Stay here for fear of being broken by each one, don't hesitate, listen to me." Chen Fusheng said something categorically, and everyone no longer hesitated, with Mo Ye and Luo Xiu taking the lead, followed by the rest. At this time, Luo Xiu had a chance to perform, and naturally refused to be as timid as before, so he rushed to the front first.

But when everyone walked into the fork in the road, they were shocked by the scene in front of them, and they were all dumbfounded. The outskirts of Chengde Town are already in ruins, and no one has survived, let alone a little bit of fireworks. And here, the crowd is surging, shoulder to shoulder, and the people are shuttling between the various squares and markets, shouting, chatting, scolding, talking and laughing into the ears.

When he was stunned again, the guards of the city had stopped Luo Xiu and interrogated him. After all, Luo Xiu is an old man, and he is familiar with the style of the Later Tang Dynasty and the exchanges between the towns, and he has no intention of venting the bottom line, and in a few words, he clarified everyone's "intention" and successfully dispelled the doubts of the soldiers defending the city.

Although the guards of the city were still suspicious of the dress and appearance of several people, they no longer stepped forward to interrogate, but only urged them to hurry forward and not block the door and affect others.

A few people didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly walked a few steps forward, and the blurred street scene just now gradually became clear, and the bustling city that originally only heard its voice and did not see its people began to show the true face of Lushan in the eyes of everyone.

Luo Xiu still took the lead and began to wander on this lively and lively mayor's street. The trauma of war every year, this kind of people live and work in peace and contentment, everyone has a fixed place, food has its food, buy something useful, and spend money, has long existed in the memory of the homeless, Luoyang Dragon Boat Festival A glimpse of the sky, but also a passing cloud, just a hustle and bustle before the rainstorm.

And at this time in this Chengde Town, it is really a bit of a surprise that there will be such a scene. Everyone does not enter it, but they feel that it is the same as the real scene, whether it is the sound of the surrounding hawkers or the children's games, it is the same as in the past.

The only difference is that it was close to the unitary hour before entering here, and at this time, the market was still lively, and there was no sense of déjà vu returning home from the evening market, but it seemed a little abrupt. And what makes everyone worry at this time is that with such a crowd of people, where should they go to find the old yellow head?

Luo Xiu wandered around the market and then turned back, shaking his head helplessly, obviously finding nothing.

After Mo Ye and Hades looked at each other, Mo Ye asked aloud, "Does Mr. Chen have a good plan?" ”

Chen Fusheng, the son in the sedan chair, did not speak immediately, but handed out a silk handkerchief from the sedan chair and handed it to Mo Ye. This person has not appeared since he appeared, and at this time, his hand, which is only the tip of the iceberg, looks extraordinarily white, very different from the arms of ordinary men, more like women's arms.

Mo Ye took the silk handkerchief, looked down, and saw a macaque embroidered on the silk handkerchief, lifelike, looking up at the scorching sun in the sky. But the macaque did not have any hot restlessness, but had a somewhat excited look.

Mo Ye looked at it for a long time, and he didn't understand what it meant, so he handed the silk handkerchief to the Immortal Venerable. After turning around like this, Luo Xiu suddenly let out a surprise and suddenly realized: "One day here, one time in the world? ”

Chen Fusheng chuckled when he heard this, "The son can be taught, Brother Luo has enlightened." If someone else says this, it may be a little demeaningful, but when it comes out of Chen Fusheng's mouth, it feels like a compliment, pleasant to the ear. Luo Xiu was obviously a little excited, and was about to continue, but Chen Fusheng added, "Maybe it will be longer." ”

Only then did the Venerable suddenly nod, "According to Mr. Chen's words, I am waiting here, can we ignore the rising and setting of the sun?" In this way, there is a lot of time. ”

"At this time, I don't know whether I follow the laws of the world, but I can conclude that the passage of time here has its own unique rules compared to the outside." After Chen Fusheng pondered for a long time, he said unhurriedly.

Everyone knew at this time, so they had a lot of time, and they didn't have to worry about missing the time, which would make Gu Xing and Chen Fusheng's condition worsen. But this is not a long-term solution, it is just a small piece of good news.

After some discussion, everyone continued to move forward, and the surrounding Fang City houses became clearer and clearer, all of them followed the Tang Dynasty system, and there was no sense of being out of line, but it seemed a little decent. Walking through the entrance of three or four shops, unconsciously has been integrated into it, on both sides of the road rippling cigarette smoke, occasionally heard the noise of the flute and drums, the lights are full of doors, the sheng song is playing, and it is not false that the Tang Dynasty has not seen the grand scene for a long time.

Going further, I suddenly heard people talking and laughing in the tea shops on both sides, all dressed in gorgeous clothes, looking like a talented man and a famous person. These celebrities didn't pay much attention to everyone, but after inadvertently staying, they began to push the cup and change the lamp again, and chanted poems.

I still remember that the predecessors had clouds, "The cloud can be cleared because the white head is drunk and lying, the sword can move in all directions because of the beautiful woman's dance, and the wine can be seen by the eight immortals." Ride a white deer to visit the stone mountain, say the colorful clouds and float the light boat, board the yellow crane and play the jade flute. Every scene, every scene, is quiet and elegant, and it is the peace of the prosperous world. Idle, extravagant, still post-Tang style. ”

But these fireworks in the world have gradually disappeared in the smoke of the beacons, and it can be regarded as a comfort in this view. But what made everyone strange was that these ordinary people and peddlers did not show much enthusiasm and attention to them, but just stopped on them casually and looked away, which seemed a little deliberate.

Naturally, this situation did not escape everyone's eyes, but no one spoke up, so they didn't care. After a short time, he came to an inn, and Chen Fusheng said softly: "After a long journey, let's rest here." ”

Luo Xiu was about to say something, when he saw that Hades Venerable and Mo Ye had taken the lead in entering it, so he also quickly followed, and shouted to fill the wine gourd, obviously in a much better mood. For some reason, everyone came here, freed from the tension at the beginning, but a little leisurely.

But the spread and erosion of this emotion seems to be imperceptible, so that everyone is unaware.

At this time, on the altar outside the fork, the corners of the old Taoist's mouth were slightly hooked, and he said with a smile: "Since you are waiting for death, how can the old Taoist stop you, let you enjoy this time and slowly get lost." You know, these people are real, otherwise how could there be such a fake effect......"

After the old Taoist finished speaking, the peachwood sword in his hand made two strokes, and the people under the altar had already closed their eyes tightly, and their arms were wrapped around and their heads were silent. And each of them had an unconcealable smile on their faces, indescribably weird......