(Friendly reminder, friends with very rich associations, it is not recommended to read this chapter before and after meals.) ）

The identities of these people are indeed remnants, from the City of Lakes.

The origin of the name of this castle is very simple, because it was built on the edge of a large lake, so it is called "Lake City", which is easy to understand.

The City of the Lake was fighting the Iron City during this time, and it was beaten badly, and these people escaped as defeated deserters.

I came to this abandoned mansion and wanted to find some good things.

Except for the man with the knife, who was called Ah Ping, there was no serious surname.

Except for those who have practiced a few swordsmanship before, they are ordinary people, and the population of the city itself is not large.

Farm tools can be used to plow the land and farm, and when needed, they can also be used to fight and kill.

After Ah Ping knew that Ao Yulie was not a ghost, he called him "Master Exorcist".

Here, all kinds of weird "things" and things are called ghosts, and most people encounter "ghosts", and it is good to be able to escape.

But there are also a small number of people who have extraordinary means to compete with ghosts and defeat and exorcise them.

These people are called exorcists, and they are the ruling class of the human race, and they are inherited by blood and skill.

Most of the leaders of cities and villages are the families of exorcists, including the Iron City and the Lake City, which are at war.

Ah Ping's sword skills were learned by his father from a passing exorcist and passed on to his son, and the knife skills were very shallow.

But even this also made Ah Ping a notch higher than the soldiers at the bottom, becoming a squad leader, holding a serious weapon in his hand, a somewhat shoddy knife, at least not a farm tool.

After Ao Yulie let go of him, Ah Ping picked up his knife as soon as possible and carefully wiped it twice.

Now that his life has been saved, the most important thing is the knife.

Seeing that Tang Luo and Ao Yulie were noncommittal, he simply searched for the corpses of his companions, and stuffed everything that could be stuffed into his body.

He also stripped off their clothes, tattered "wooden armor", and put it on their bodies regardless of the blood stains on it.

After the set, he had a lot of mobility difficulties, but looking at his appearance, he was obviously very happy.

"Let's go, take us to the City of Lakes." Tang Luo said.

They were going to go to the city of lakes to inquire about the people who had learned the scriptures.

Regarding the scriptures, the Pure Land of the West, Ah Ping looked confused, maybe the exorcist knew something.

Before you get enough information, it's not good to run west.

The destination of this mission and Tang Luo's original destination can basically be determined, and there is no need to take one of the two or anything, and it is completely treated as one thing.

Ah Ping said that there is only a small gathering point here, and the size of the village is not even a name.

This house is the largest family in the area, and they have inquired about it when they wandered here.

Half a month ago, there was no one for some reason, and it was deserted.

The people here are too timid to approach at all.

And the four of them shackled their heads to the waistband of their trousers, intending to see what was of value.

The money and currency here are the kind of small copper coins, Brother Kong Fang, there are several sizes, representing different denominations, and the right to mint coins is in the hands of one ghost exorcist family.

What symbol is engraved, or the family name, represents what the exorcist family casts and produces.

There are such things as silver, but most people may not have seen or used silver in their lifetimes—their lives are relatively short.

The three of them left the house, and the street outside was much more lively than expected.

There are many houses on both sides of the house, and there are also low houses on the opposite side, and the mud under your feet is quite solid and flat.

At least now there is no dust raised, and it won't be potholed and muddy on rainy days.

All kinds of vendors set up stalls on the side of the road, and the small wooden houses opposite are also shops, selling food, coarse cloth, farm tools, and all kinds of daily necessities.

There were many people walking around the streets, stopping to talk, buy and sell.

"Is it a market here?" Ah Ping scratched his head in surprise.

At this level of excitement, it is almost time to catch up with Lake City.

Judging by the population of this gathering point, it must be the market time that is so lively.

Anyway, they came over more than half an hour ago, and there were only a few people outside, and when they saw these four fierce gods, they were running so fast that even one of their straw sandals fell off.

was picked up, and now it is stuffed in the cloth pocket around Ah Ping's waist.

"Doesn't it mean that someone is missing in this house, and these people still dare to gather around here?" Ao Yulie said.

However, it can also be seen that these people are a little shy about the house behind the three people, and they deliberately spare it when they pass by.

Even Tang Luo and the others didn't dare to look at it when they came out.

But there is no lack of boldness, a room diagonally opposite is a noodle shop, and the stove is placed outside, exuding steaming heat.

The face of the cook and boss loomed behind the heat, and next to him stood a skinny little girl, a yellow-haired girl in the true sense of the word.

At the urging of her father, she walked over with restless steps, and asked timidly, "Uncles, do you want to eat some noodles?" ”

Ah Ping didn't dare to cross the two of them to make the decision, and looked at Tang Luo and Ao Yulie.

"Okay." Tang Luo nodded, and followed the little girl in a trance into the shop.

Ao Yulie followed behind, and Ah Ping bowed at the end, not showing the first fierce appearance at all.

The ferocity of such a person will only be unleashed on those who are weaker than themselves.

Walking into the shop, the light is much dimmer.

Several tables and wooden stools are old, and when they sit down, they all make a creaking sound, making people wonder if they will collapse in the next second.

"Wait a minute, the three guest officers will be fine immediately." The boss said while cooking noodles.

The little girl was very sensible, and she also brought Tang Luo and them three bowls of water.

The water in the bowl is slightly cloudy, a little yellowish, and not particularly clean.

Ah Ping was not polite at all, and he didn't care, he picked up the "Gollum" and drank it, and stuffed it into the little girl's hand: "Give Lao Tzu another bowl!" ”

The little girl shook her body and ran to the back to scoop up the water again, running a little hurriedly.

I couldn't keep up with my head and almost fell.

"And those who sell rouge gouache?" Ao Yulie looked outside, and actually saw several women standing in front of a vendor.

He was looking at the bronze mirror that the vendor was carrying, and rubbing rouge on his face.

It's just that color, to be honest, the woman who originally looked a little bit was directly smeared into a monkey's buttocks, and her mouth was still bright red.

It looks strange and ugly.

However, the peddler kept praising for the business, making the women feel very good about themselves, scratching their heads, and throwing flattering glances at Ao Yulie.

No way, this whole street is his most handsome and stylish.

"Ahem." With a cough, Ao Yulie turned his head away and stopped looking.

Although he doesn't appreciate their aesthetic in makeup, he still admires their eyes very much.

At this time, the little girl brought a second bowl of water, which was even more turbid than just now.

Ah Ping snorted slightly proudly, as if he was happy that he had taken advantage, and drank it all again, patted his bulging belly and asked, "Isn't the noodles okay?" ”

"Okay, officer, your face."

The boss is five big and three thick, like a pig killer better than a cook, but his speech with Xiao Er's unique elongated tone sounds quite funny.

The big fan-like hand easily held the three bowls of noodles and put them down.

Not surprisingly, the noodles are not clean white, but dirty gray-white, and with the yellowish, cloudy soup, it is really hard to swallow.

The "people" here only refer to Tang Luo.

Ah Ping didn't have so many scruples, picked up the chopsticks and took a large piece and ate it, and it was very fragrant.

He ate two-thirds of it in a few bites, then he stopped, looked at Tang Luo and Ao Yulie, who didn't move his chopsticks, reacted, slammed the table, and scolded loudly: "Boss, your noodles don't taste!" ”

The boss came over and said with a smile: "Guest officer, I have a taste on this side." ”

"Fuck off!" Ah Ping said, "Didn't you see that the two adults didn't move their chopsticks? Not satisfied! ”

Tang Luo and Ao Yulie did not move their chopsticks.

Ao Yulie couldn't eat it at all, but Tang Luo was thoughtful, as if he was thinking about something, and he felt a little distracted.

"This, then I'll add more, add more." The boss smiled and turned his head to look at the little girl, "What are you doing in a daze, and you don't want to add some ingredients?" ”

"Not much, Dad." The little girl said.

"I'll let you go." The boss raised his big hand and fanned it.

The little girl ran to the back helplessly, and walked out with a small jar, still holding two long chopsticks, which she struggled to hold in the jar.

After clipping it, he put it in the bowl of Tang Luo and the others, muttering something in his mouth, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

Seeing that this little kid still dared to complain, Ah Ping's eyes widened, and he was about to get angry, but the moment he saw his bowl, his body suddenly stiffened.

The little girl put it in his bowl was not the imaginary pickles and other side dishes.

Rather, it was the fingers, the rotten, purulent, reddish-yellow fingers dripping with blood.

The black nails and the color of iron blue made Ah Ping's stomach begin to turn upside down.

"Master......" Ao Yulie's face changed and he looked at Tang Luo.

Tang Luo shook his head slightly and did not speak.

"Guest officer, why don't you eat it?" The boss stood behind Ah Ping, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed it on his shoulder, "I added a lot of meat, and now the taste is guaranteed to be enough." ”

"I ...... You ......" Ah Ping couldn't even finish a sentence.

The boss's originally smiling face gradually became gloomy, and he asked, "Won't you run out of money?" ”

"It's like, it won't be out of money, will it?" The little girl followed, her voice no longer timid, poignant and harsh.

As if it were a signal, people walking and talking outside stopped at the same time, and everything became silent.

Everyone looked at this noodle shop, at Tang Luo and them, and their faces began to turn iron-blue, like a dead person.

The women who touched their faces like monkey buttocks were now covered in blood, and their eyes looking at Ao Yulie were gloomy and depressed, but they contained "blazing heat", and they wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

"No wonder I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't notice it." Tang Luo said, "It turns out that what is really wrong is us. It was we who strayed in and broke into their place. ”

It's a bazaar, but it's not a bazaar of people.

It's a ghost city!