Maga walked into the room with this group of excited people, and when she entered the door, she didn't forget to buy her own ticket to drink Siyuan, and she didn't have the currency circulating in the world at this time, but she saw the cashier smearing blood-red lipstick, chewing a string of bubbles that were constantly spraying bubbles, eating and selling at the same time, which was not clean and a little disgusting:

How can you be so disrespectful to your guests at work?

So she took out a 50 yuan ticket in the cashier's trouser pocket through the counter, paid off the ticket money for herself and Siyuan, and when she took the cashier's handover, she hesitated for a moment and decided to return the change to her:

After all, she just didn't take it seriously, and it was good to protest a little.

So she quietly slipped the money back into her trouser pocket.

With the crowd, Maga and the others came to a dimly lit place, and had not walked around the world for too long, and Maga could not accurately guess the function of this paid occasion:

A semi-circular arch (what looks like a stage for a performance?) The rows of seats below the table confirmed her suspicions.

But the various utensils in the middle of the table puzzled her:

The steel pipe standing in the middle of the pipe, well, can be said to be for the dancer's handrail or something, but what is the function of the bed-like platform next to it? Especially at the end of it, there are two wide metal shelves, and under the bed are stacked several low stools, well, it's hard to guess.

The various utensils hanging between the next two wooden pillars made her suddenly feel extremely familiar: In the prisons of the criminal departments of all dynasties in the world, which one is not as comprehensive as this?

However, the simplicity of the utensils made her admire: it can be seen that civilization is becoming more and more developed, and punishment is gradually declining...

Well.. Could it be that this is a place to watch the execution? But why charge?

With full of doubts, she found a relatively high position and sat down, and found that few people stayed in the flow of people just now, and most of them disappeared without a trace.

She looked at Si Yuan, who was sitting beside her, and was about to ask, but suddenly realized that Si Yuan's expression was a little strange, this kind of strangeness she had never seen in the eternal years of her relationship with Si Yuan, it was a kind of forbearance, but also uneasy, and all the uneasiness came from a very depressed emotion in her heart.

This complex and fresh emotion instantly ignited Moga's curiosity, she secretly sowed her mind in the dark and scanned Si Yuan up and down, and found that this unusual emotion came from Si Yuan's humanoid cerebral thalamus, which is responsible for human visual stimulation and memory refinement, the color is from blue to red, the redder it is, the heavier the stimulation and the deeper the memory, and at this time, if it is not for the cover of the skin, this dim field should be red light, right?

Moga looked at the other people around him again, and couldn't help but be calm, the visual stimulation of Siyuan's humanoid is not so prominent, compared to the human brains that are almost broken, it can be said that it is still a little low...

But what have these humans been through?

In the darkness, Si Yuan still sat upright and did not move, and Moga finally couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and quietly stood up and walked out.

"Uhhhh Maga. You're still, still. No..

Her "quietly" is only for the world, Si Yuan is aware of her whereabouts is an extremely natural thing, but the words that he popped out for a long time have no logic at all, and sure enough, when the brainthalamus body reaction is red, the mind will be affected, which has been proven again and again in ancient space.

With a flick of Moga, he floated away, what could stop the curiosity of human beings, not to mention that there was still a former Nether Emissary and the current Ancient Emissary who had not been in contact with humans for about a thousand years?

Moga floated into the depths of the dark corridor and found that this was a midfield, and it was still necessary to buy a ticket to enter this small field, and the ticket price was much higher than that of the outfield, and she looked up at the man standing in the door as if he had two iron seats, his dark skin in the dim light, which made people really appreciate the whiteness of his teeth.

The cashier is an elderly woman, carefully counting the bills handed in, and pressing red or green stamps on the tickets, and people are divided into two lines according to the color of the stamps, and the queue slowly advances.

Maga hesitated for a moment and decided to skip the ticket to enter, anyway, he was a soul who didn't account for any quality figures, and a quick glance at the general content would not let this club close.

The slow march of the team reached an unimaginable point, half a day to put one in, Moga was a little impatient, several times wanted to float in to watch the play, and finally received in the ancient space of the upbringing made her give up this impolite behavior, she had to follow the flow of people step by step, and finally approached the entrance place, at this time the two men standing in front of Moga began to undress and undress, walked into a groove at the door and stood up for the people inside to check, Moga did not use, and was confused, but as the two entered the field, The truth is revealed:

It was not a stage for performances, but a narrow hut separated by wooden planks, with open openings, where the organs of human men and women to reproduce and enjoy their respective needs were generously exposed, and each took what he needed!

Moga shook a circle and said secretly: Come in with a ticket, you can't get nothing, she observed it carefully, and compared it with the comprehensive impression of all such behaviors in the human world in the past few thousand years in her memory, she had to come to a conclusion in frustration that it was difficult for all souls in the Three Realms to get out of this way, and there was no progress in the routine skills!

She floated out of the small field happily, and just after returning to Si Yuan's side and attaching herself to the human form, she heard Si Yuan cough a few times, which made her feel very shameless:

I cough because I need to cough up cold air when I am cold, and there is no trace of cold air coming out of your Siyuan coughing sound, are you doing it on purpose?

She turned her head to look at Si Yuan, ready to have a seizure as soon as Si Yuan looked at her, but saw Si Yuan put a finger to his mouth and made a "shh-" movement, and said solemnly:

"The show will start soon, don't make noise to others!"

Maga stared at his serious side face and competed, and finally, at the end, seeing the uncontrollable smile slide from the corner of his eyes to his entire shoulder, until his whole body moved, it was logical to pinch his waist and eyes, and the mocked heart was a little happy, but he couldn't help but hold on to the back of the seat in front of him and laugh silently!

Si Yuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and patted Moga's back, Moga's coughing became more and more serious, and he couldn't stop for a while, the smile in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the cold and grim took over most of his expression again.