After the middle-aged woman explained, Zhang Su also used her soul power to probe the secret door that was on the surface of the fitting room, and felt that there was indeed a spacious space behind her, so she dared to pull the door and walk in, and walked into the fitting room, just like Feng Huanhuan, who had already entered it, her figure disappeared behind the black curtain blocking the door of the fitting room in a blink of an eye, and disappeared in the corner clothing store.

Seeing Zhang Su's figure disappear, Pu Zitong didn't continue to worry, followed Zhang Su, and also stepped into the fitting room, following the little soul power deliberately released by Zhang Su, lifted the curtain, and walked forward slowly, when he passed through a small door with a smooth mirror surface again, Zhang Su's figure appeared in front of her again, and in addition to Zhang Su, what caught Pu Zitong's eyes was a seemingly narrow but scattered high-walled corridor, although the corridor was built on the ground, but there was a blue brick canopy, like an infinitely extended city wall corridor, There are a few dim oil lamps inside, which can slightly let people see the whole of the street, but it also gives people a rather eerie and mysterious feeling.

"This is the Closed Corner Shopping Street?" Pu Zitong looked at the strange scene in front of him, his eyes were suddenly stunned, he frowned puzzledly, and asked who he didn't know.

"Closed Corner Incense Corridor Street, the full name here." Feng Huanhuan, who had disappeared from the secret passage in the fitting room before, seemed to be waiting for Zhang Su and Pu Zitong at the corner of the street, and did not really go far, when she heard Pu Zitong's inquiry, she appeared like a sneaky person in the shadows of the street, with her hair scattered, and silently approached Pu Zitong's side, and spoke in Pu Zitong's ear, as if she was explaining to Pu Zitong.

"Xianglang Street? Incense Corridor City? The huge incense gallery city can't be named after this dark street, right? If Feng Huanhuan's appearance and the way she appeared were seen by others, I am afraid that it would directly scare people into peeing their pants, but Zhang Su and Pu Zitong are both soul masters, so naturally they have already sensed the fluctuation of Feng Huanhuan's soul power, and they knew Feng Huanhuan's location in advance, and they were not frightened by Feng Huanhuan's sneaky appearance.

"Xianglang City, formerly known as Outer Clothes Lane, is very small, in the early years it was the selling point of the peddlers, pawns, corrupt officials, robbers and horse thieves, etc., officials and bandits all passed through here, the north and south stolen goods were exchanged, and the stolen goods were sold to a place where the stolen goods were not easy to be found, and this Xianglang Street was the center of the Outer Clothes Lane, that is, the largest place to exchange stolen goods and sell stolen goods." When Feng Huanhuan heard Zhang Su's inquiry, he was silent for a moment, as if he was recalling something, and after recalling, he opened his mouth to explain to Zhang Su, I don't know if it was because this closed-corner commercial street was too closed and quiet, or because Feng Huanhuan raised his voice, his voice was clearer and louder than when he spoke before, and he said more.

"Officials, bandits, horse thieves? What age is that? However, at that time, the traffic was not developed, the information was not smooth, and the exchange of stolen goods and the sale of stolen goods were also suitable for the thieves at that time. Pu Zitong heard Feng Huanhuan's explanation, as if he was listening to a story

, with a curious look in his eyes, continued to ask.

"The name of Outer Clothes Lane is to say that no matter the officials, bandits, as long as they are dirty, they will come here to sell stolen goods in their coats, after selling stolen goods, take off their coats, they can still be beautiful, this is a vague hint, and then the world is turbulent, there is a fall, there is a rise, although the name of Outer Clothes Lane is vague, but it also allows the change to still protect the group of bandits who are afraid of being found something, so someone proposed to change the name of this place, and directly rename Outer Clothes Lane to Xianglang City, and change the name of Xianglang Street to Closed Corner, so that it can deceive the new world and continue to remain." Pu Zitong asked, Feng Huanhuan hesitated for a while, and finally brushed away all the hair hanging in front of him in the shadows, showed his whole face, and explained to Pu Zitong in detail, as if he knew the history of Xianglang City very well.

"Can you change the name of a city? This power ......, that is, the original group of bandits is now in the temple, right? After Feng Huanhuan finished speaking, Zhang Su frowned, and asked Feng Huanhuan, as if he understood something.

"If the sun is really shining, how can this closed corner not let in the light?" After Zhang Su asked, Feng Huanhuan pulled down his hair again, and simply replied, and then didn't say anything more, turned around and walked in front of Zhang Su and Pu Zitong, and was about to walk into the street with the two, obviously unwilling to talk about those bandits anymore.

"Also, there must be seams where people can enter, how can there be no sunlight in the places where there are seams? Unless ......, there is an invisible big hand covering the outside, forget it, this is not a problem that our soul master should be concerned about, I just want to know where there are Horcruxes for sale in this closed corner, these vendors with cloth, scattered things, and oil lamps at the door are obviously not soul masters, they should just be some hawkers who come to sell stolen goods, and they are not Horcruxes for sale, so where is the soul master in this closed corner? Although Feng Huanhuan didn't say it explicitly, Zhang Su also heard what Feng Huanhuan meant, nodded, and responded helplessly, after responding, he once again confirmed the purpose of his visit, and opened his mouth to ask Feng Huanhuan to find the soul master merchant mixed in these stolen goods vendors.

"This closed-corner commercial street is one vertical and three horizontal, and the soul master is in the innermost horizontal street of this closed-corner commercial street, and you can see it when you walk to the innermost, but there is a rule in the closed-corner commercial street, everyone who enters must hold an oil lamp, so before you go inside, you first light these two oil lamps and carry them in your hands, otherwise you will be stopped by the oil replenishers in the shopping street, and this oil lamp is a pass." After Zhang Su asked, Feng Huanhuan suddenly stood at the corner of the street, turned his head and explained to Zhang Su, while explaining, he reached out to a dark corner, quickly touched a blue and gray lotus platform, and took out two kerosene horse lanterns from the seemingly decorative lotus core, handed them to Zhang Su and Pu Zitong, and explained the use of the horse lantern to Zhang Su.

"Passes? Is this the lamp? But this lamp looks like it's only a cover, as if there is no fuel in it, how can this be lit? Taking the horse lantern handed over by Feng Huanhuan in his hand, Pu Zitong opened his soul eyes and glanced at the horse lantern in his hand in the dark street, and saw that there was no wick and fuel in the lamp, and wrinkled in puzzlement

Frowning, he asked Feng Huanhuan.

"I think I have to spend money to buy from the so-called 'oil refiller', right? Otherwise, where would the managers of this closed-corner shopping street take such a big risk and get their revenue? Am I guessing right? After Pu Zitong asked, Feng Huanhuan hadn't answered, Zhang Su spoke first, and then confirmed with Feng Huanhuan.

"Well, that's right, if there is an oil refiller who asks, you can buy it from him, a glass of thirty, but two minutes, if the light is blind and you don't buy oil, the oil refillers will drive you out of here, even if I can't keep you." Hearing Zhang Su's words, Feng Huanhuan nodded and said, confirming that there was no problem with Zhang Su's guess, and after confirming, he reminded Zhang Su and Pu Zitong that he was worried that Zhang Su and Pu Zitong would not follow the rules and be kicked out by the closed-corner manager.

"Thirty? Understood......" Hearing Feng Huanhuan's reminder, Zhang Su also nodded, took out his wallet from the storage ring, took out a little bit and put it in his pocket, and then took the wallet back to the ring, and patiently followed Feng Huanhuan.

Feng Huanhuan saw that Zhang Su had prepared the cash, and took out an oil lamp from the lotus core, put it in his hand, and then didn't say anything more, strolled through the corner of the closed corner of the street, swayed his body and walked inside, passing by the stalls that were unfolded one by one and did not look sideways, as if the gold, silver and jade bracelets and antique treasures on the wrapping cloth were not attractive to her in the slightest, she seemed to just use the light of the oil lamps of those vendors to let herself walk in the middle of the street and walk more smoothly.

Just after Feng Huanhuan walked about ten meters with Zhang Su and Pu Zitong, sure enough, a man wearing sunglasses and a mask walked out of a shadowy without lights, stretched out his thick and tattooed arm with full aura, stopped in front of Feng Huanhuan, and raised his eyes to look at Feng Huanhuan, but after seeing the sloppy appearance of Feng Huanhuan, the man suddenly retracted his thick arm quickly, hunched his waist and took a step back, scratching his head while making a sound through the mask, His voice seemed to be a little timid: "Huan...... Miss Huanhuan ......, but I was clumsy, and I didn't see that Miss Huanhuan was coming, so please forgive Miss Huanhuan...... Forgiveness ......"

"As usual." After the flower-armed man spoke, Feng Huanhuan didn't seem to have any emotional changes, and he didn't even raise his head lightly, but just covered his face with his hair and replied.

"Okay, a glass of condensate oil, Miss Huanhuan, I'll give you a good ......" Hearing Feng Huanhuan's reply, the flower-armed man quickly turned around and returned to the shadows by the wall, took out a small cup of sealed waxy fuel oil from a densely woven basket, removed the package on it, and quickly put Feng Huanhuan into the horse lamp, through the mask and sunglasses, it could make people feel a sense of awe.

"Give you money, thirty, two more glasses, and put them up." After the flower-armed man filled Feng Huanhuan with wax oil and lit it, Feng Huanhuan still drooped like a ghost, handed the flower-armed man thirty yuan, and then said to the flower-armed man without the slightest emotion, and his tone was indifferent to let ordinary people listen straight in the dim commercial street

Straight back cold.

"Two more glasses? Ah......, it turns out that Miss Huanhuan also brought guests, sorry, sorry, I'll pack it for the two of you. The flower-armed man took the money, heard Feng Huanhuan's instructions, looked behind Feng Huanhuan through the light of the oil lamp, and when he saw Zhang Su and Pu Zitong, he immediately understood what Feng Huanhuan meant, and quickly nodded politely to Zhang Su and Pu Zitong, then turned around and went back to the basket, took out two cups of wax oil, lit it and quickly installed it in the lantern of Zhang Su and Pu Zitong, and then stood aside respectfully, giving Feng Huanhuan the way in front of him, and did not dare to block it again.

(End of chapter)