It's actually writing in that stone!

I can't believe it, although the glyph is a little crooked, it is not difficult to see that it is three big characters of Foreign Country Street!

At this point, I'm not just surprised that it can write, but I'm even more puzzled by how it knows I'm going to a foreign street. Or did the man named Xu Qing ask him to take me? But it's not right, how wrong to think, after all, all this is too incredible!

In this way, I followed Ruyu to the entrance of the mysterious Strange Country Street, and the light was really dim. There was no noise, no noise, just the sound of wine swaying on the bottle and glasses slamming on the table.

Standing at the corner of the street and looking inside, the street is lined with high-rise buildings, the kind of old-fashioned wooden houses, some of which are very new, and some of which look dilapidated.

"Look at you."

A bright voice suddenly came from behind me.

I turned my head and saw two swollen-faced middle-aged men dressed in red and wearing loose blue and white trousers.

"This is the legendary Strangeland Street?" The sudden appearance of the two of them always felt that it was not accidental. If you can wander around here, you must know something.

One of them didn't answer and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Inquire about something." All I can say is that, from the anecdotal rumors, it seems that if someone asks you anything, you must not lie. I'm saying it metaphorically, but it's true.

The man crossed his mouth, but said nothing. I thought I could go in, but suddenly they sat down cross-legged, one of them taking out a flask from behind his back, and the other of them taking out two silver wine glasses from his wide sleeve: "It's not for anyone to go in here." ”

"Why?"

"It's not a place for people."

"But I have something very important to do, and I have to go in." I've been waiting twenty-eight days for this day, and I'm going to go in anyway today if it's a place for people to stay or not.

"It's looking for the Soul Wish Pavilion, right?"

The man with the flask looked at the jade standing next to me with an unpredictable expression, and poured the wine.

"Who are you?" Asking me so many questions, and behaving so strangely, could it be that I am also from a foreign country?

"Janitor. If you want to go in, you can drink this wine. ”

"Why?"

"If you don't drink, you won't see anything when you go in, and you won't be able to bring anything out. You and your dog will have to stay in there forever. ”

Hearing this, to say that I am not afraid at all in my heart, it is false.

Grandma is dead, Daddy is nowhere to be found, and I am facing a very important problem, that is, no one can prove my existence! No father, no mother, no home.

So during the twenty-eight days I was in Eastside, I had almost no friends. They would ask me a lot of questions such as where your home was, what your parents did, and so on, and I didn't know how to answer them, because I didn't seem to know anything except my name was Yu Mengfan.

So it's all here, even if it's a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, I can't retreat, I must figure out why my home has become a wilderness cemetery overnight.

At first glance, I felt that they did not look like the kind of deceitful ones, so I drank the wine that the man handed me with suspicion.

After a glass of wine, my first reaction was that this was not wine at all, it was just ordinary water, but a little cold.

Grunt into the stomach, but it can make a good person drunk. When I woke up again, I realized that I had entered the street of a foreign land.

Don't ask me how I know, because these three big monuments stand right next to me!

The jade was lying on my stomach. Heavy to death! As soon as I woke up, it scrambled up from my stomach.

I walked forward again, and there was a tea sign not far from the corner in front of me, and I finally saw two people. He ran forward in three steps and two steps, and there was a rickety drunkard and an old man with white eyebrows cooking tea and telling stories in front of the door.

When they first arrived, everything was different from the outside world, and even they were dressed in the same clothes they wore in ancient times.

Standing in the doorway and listening for a long time, the drunkard seemed to be asking the white-eyed old man about the dragon claw flower he had heard about elsewhere.

I pretended to cough twice: "Ahem." ”

Unexpectedly, they still talked to themselves, as if I didn't have a sense of existence than air. I'm a big living person standing next to them, and they don't even exist when I don't exist!

"Excuse me, do you know where the Soul Wish Pavilion is?"

I tapped on the corner of their table, and the white-eyed old man glanced sideways at me, but I wanted to spurt blood when he said the two words......

"Demons?"

What is it?

"You're a demon!" The two old men bounced up from their seats, and their tones were more affirmative than before.

Before I could ask what the demon was, the white-eyed old man grabbed ahead of me and asked again, "Are you born in Chongyang on September 9?" ”

I was caught off guard by this question. I immediately thought of Tong Zilin's demonic man, and when we first met, he also asked me with such a surprised look.

"How do you know?" I was born in Chongyang on September 9, is it important? I'm not the only one in the world who was born that day.

"Who are you the prince of the Dragon Clan?"

They didn't answer any of the questions I asked, but they asked me, and they said that I was a demon and guessed my birth date...... What are you talking about the dragon prince now......

"Does it have anything to do with you that I'm him?" I couldn't figure out what these two old men meant, so I could only make a pun.

In between, Shang Moxi seemed to have mentioned this dragon prince Long Qianye when he was leaving, so who is he, and why do they all suspect that I have something else to do with him?

The white-eyed old man and the crumbling drunkard looked my whole body up and down with their eyes repeatedly, and one took out a picture scroll from his sleeve and spread it out, looking at me for a while, looking at the painting for a while, I couldn't figure out what the situation was.

Then the white-eyed old man came to a conclusion: "It's really her!" ”

"yes, now he owes us a big favor when he finds her."

"I said, 'Are you behind your ears or whatever!' I'm looking for the Soul Pavilion, please tell me where the Soul Pavilion is, okay? "They still didn't answer my questions after wasting most of the day, and I was really anxious about messing around with some mess.

"You have the prince of the dragon clan, what kind of soul pavilion are you looking for!"

Oh, my God! I was going crazy, and just as my patience was about to be worn out, a man suddenly came down from the teahouse.

He was more than eight feet tall, wearing a red robe with a silver hollow purple trim and a beautiful golden flute hanging from his waist.

It was him, the man who came to Dongcheng and let me get off in the car!

However, it is no longer the same neat and neat short hair as before, but a black hair spread out, and a simple strand of black hair is wrapped around the top of the head with a very thin purple hosta.

The deep eyes are like an ancient well, which makes people feel unfathomable.

"I said we'd see each other again." He strolled over to the table and sat down, raised an eyebrow, and pursed his lips and smiled.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the two old men didn't know why, they slipped away quickly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You are?"

"I can't say, it seems that there is no intersection now, in the future, ho! But not necessarily. ”

"What nonsense, I'm asking you what's your name, and why did you yell at me to get out of the car that day?" I don't understand why the people in this place always like to answer questions......

His eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his eyes seemed to be flashing with glass light: "Don't you know that demons are not allowed to enter the cave?" ”

"So what does this have to do with me?" It's a demon again, I really don't understand why one or two say I'm a demon, can it be that I'm not a human but a demon? That's too much...... If I'm a demon, how can I not know?

"Okay, let's not talk about that. Aren't you looking for the Soul Pavilion, I know. ”

When I heard this, I quickly retracted my thoughts, and finally someone answered my question positively: "Where is it?" ”

"Don't ask where you are, the people who come to the Soul Wish Pavilion are nothing more than to spy on secrets, want fame and fortune and want to soar, what kind of are you?"

"I just want to know what's going on in my home and in Qingming Village."

"That is to know the unknown, what do you have to exchange for this unknown secret?"

He looked like a judge, and I was uncomfortable, and as for what he said in exchange, I had already inquired about the way.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Hehe, I can't see that you're young and cautious. My surname is Xiao Mingzunli. ”

"Xiao Zunli? You're the Soul Wish Pavilion Master? Thinking of the rumors from the outside world, I looked at him with some surprise, and felt a little uneasy in my heart.

Along the way, I didn't encounter any terrible things, nor did I encounter any difficulties, so I entered the foreign country street so easily, and now I met the ultimate owner of the Soul Wish Pavilion so coincidentally, which is inevitably too smooth, smooth and satisfying.

"Why, not like?"

"And how do you prove it?" Just a random person who says he's the owner of the Soul Wish Pavilion, I'm not so stupid as to blindly believe it without figuring things out!

"You don't need to prove it, you don't believe you can leave." He then made a gesture of please, and said it very simply.

Well, I looked at him suspiciously for a long time, and I didn't look like a liar: "As long as I have it, you can take whatever you want." ”

In fact, I have nothing but the cloth bag that my father gave me......

"Is it clean?" He lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then asked suddenly.

"What?"

"Is the body clean?"

I understood when he said this, which meant to ask me if I was still there for the first time, and I blushed.

It reminds me of what the wicked man did to me, so ashamed......

"Why are you asking this?"

He smiled evilly, and suddenly reached out and pulled me into his arms, and a faint fragrance came to his nose: "It's very simple, I don't lack anything, but I want to taste the taste of demons." ”