Before I finished speaking, Ye Dingxi couldn't help but smile.

"I know what you're asking, I've not been here, but ......"

He paused, pointed to his head, and said, "Here in me, there is a memory of the Exiled City. ”

"Why is that?"

"I'll tell you later, in fact, my memories of being displaced from all over the city are also very vague, some can be right, and some may not be as I expected, and there are many illusions here, and there may be places that I have not covered in my memory, so I still can't take it lightly, and always pay attention to everyone gathered together, especially in the face of ...... When the Queen's Guards. ”

His eyes suddenly looked in one direction.

Seventeen and I followed along.

Beside the little black shadow, a team of about a dozen skeletons in sailor suits suddenly came out of thin air, and stopped in front of the little black shadow with a neat and consistent pace, and then the little black shadow did not raise his head, and handed over something to the leading skeleton.

The skeleton looked taller and larger than the second adjutant, with the same hat on his head, a hidden cockade, and an extra star on his shoulder than the second adjutant.

"This is the first mate. ”

Ye Dingxi lowered his voice and explained: "The guards in the exiled city are in charge, there are about a hundred skeleton sailors in this city, half of them are patrol guards, and the other half are stationed in the queen's palace. ”

I nodded thoughtfully, as if hesitating as the skeleton weighed what the little black shadow had handed him in his hand.

"What is he doing?"

"This is the unwritten rule of exile in the city, according to the modern world, this is called collecting protection money, it seems that the first mate is not enough. ”

Sure enough, as soon as Ye Dingxi finished speaking, the little black eye stretched out his hand again and stuffed something into the palm of the first mate, and after that, he saw the first mate nod, put away the things in his palm, and commanded the guards behind him to prepare to leave.

But before they could begin to tread, the wind and sand stopped, and the yellow sand that fluttered in the air disappeared at a very strange speed, and the vision around them suddenly became clearer, and we could see the first mate and the guard in the sailor suit more clearly.

At the same time, they see us.

Tread, trample......

The first mate led the guards to stop in front of us, and looked at each of us one by one, including Bai Ze and the dog, and also carefully observed from beginning to end.

Then, out of the blue, the first mate walked towards me.

"Are you a ghost?"

His voice, which sounded very low and full of majesty, seemed to be more domineering and difficult to mess with than the second lieutenant guarding the city gate.

I immediately pulled out a smile, "Yes, I'm a ghost, from the underworld." ”

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Leaning eastward, the middle ghost of the underworld, who is responsible for capturing the ghosts. I replied in a deliberately low voice.

The first mate asked again, "What are you doing here?"

"Pick up something. "I tried to answer as short and vague as possible, after all, I have been in the underworld for 600 years, and I know a truth...... Too much talk can make you lose it all!

The first mate interrogated me a few times in a row, and then looked at me from head to toe.

Then he suddenly raised his hand and motioned for the sailor-uniformed guards behind him to move on, and I watched them walk around us, and within a few meters of departure, they suddenly disappeared into thin air, as they had come.

"Where have they gone?" asked Yunma's milky voice.

Ye Dingxi said: "Go to the next shop to patrol, this is their daily work." ”

"They don't see anything, do they?" I felt a little weak.

Ye Dingxi patted my head, "Don't worry, Bai Bingyang's things are very useful." ”

I put my mind at ease and turned to tease the clouds, "You see so many skeletons dangling in front of you, are you afraid?"

The child sat on Bai Ze, holding the dog in his arms, tilting his head, and looking at me with a pair of clear and clear eyes, "Childe, the little monk and ghost have all been seen, will the skeleton still be afraid?"

That's right, too.

Yunjian is not a monk among the mortals, his wisdom and understanding, even if he is sick, he has praised me many times, although this time he brought him and Bai Ze to help, but maybe this guy has also gained a lot of knowledge, and if he turns around, he will not know the most critical know-how.

Aside, seventeen

Suddenly, he pointed to the little black shadow and said to us, "Look, he's moved." ”

I quickly swept my gaze over.

Said to move, in fact, it was a move to a place, about a distance of two steps, the little black shadow squatted down again, I watched him get up and squat, about a human shape, and look like the height of the clouds.

"Is it a child?" I asked Xiang Ye Dingxi.

He smiled mysteriously, "Just take a look." ”

After saying that, he took me and led everyone to look at the little black shadow, because it was not far away, so it was not far away, so it was very soon there, but as I got closer, I saw that it was really a child.

The short black hair is like a newly grown wheat seedling, a stubble is very thick, straight on the top of the head, even if it is blown by the wind and sand for a long time, there is no trace of messiness, he is wearing black clothes and pants, a pair of black cotton shoes, all over the body, only the small face is still a little white, but compared with the white and tender glutinous rice dumplings, the skin color is still very different, about the result of the wind and sun.

And what surprised us the most was not that a child of his age was opening a shop in the city, but what he was doing, which was simply ...... Fantastic!

"I'm not mistaken, right?" At this moment, even Zhu Yan couldn't help but exclaim.

I was even more curious, staring at the thing in the child's hand with stunned eyes, watching him back and forth with meticulous and serious movements, and even wiping my eyelids to confirm whether it was my own hallucination.

When I went to see it again, he was still doing the same thing.

Crack crack!

The little boy squatted on the ground, not playing with mud, but with great care, holding a needle and mending the cracks in the ground that were dry and cracked!

This picture is unbelievable even for me as an old ghost.

And the thread he wore on the eye of the needle was also wonderful, it looked like a silver-white filament, and after piercing the crack in the ground, with the movement of the little boy, it could not only be stitched together, but also completely disappeared.

I subconsciously looked back at the place where the little boy had squatted a moment ago, there was a crack about the width of a palm's hand, which had been patched, and the crack was completely invisible, and the two dry pieces of dirt were next to each other, basically merging into one.