Chapter Eighty-Seven: Lost

"Hurry up!"

The old man patted Zhang Han and strode onto the suspension bridge, leading straight to the eighteenth district, which was close at hand and far away in the sky. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhang Han made a comparison in his heart as he walked, which one of Changle City and the Eighteenth District was more powerful.

There is a powerful person behind the mystery of Changle City, and behind the strength of the Eighteenth District is a group of people.

What's more, the eighteenth district and Changle City are not of the same nature, Changle City can only be regarded as a private existence, and the existence of the eighteenth district is related to the entire yin and yang world.

Walking on the suspension bridge, Zhang Han really began to understand this powerful and mysterious eighteen districts.

It seems to be in the distant eighteenth district, but it seems to be one step ahead of it, and it becomes a bridge.

The eighteenth district looked even more magnificent, almost in the blink of an eye, Zhang Han had come to this end of the suspension bridge.

There are shadows walking in a hurry all around, and there are ghosts, monsters, and some strange things.

As long as they cross the bridge, they all go their separate ways!

Everything in front of me is blurry, and only a few large characters can be vaguely seen.

Area 18 can be regarded as a circular island in general, just like the gravitational Earth.

It should be the same as the rotation of the earth, and the scenery in front of you will change after a certain period of time.

As long as you keep standing at the bridgehead, you can browse the entire 18th arrondissement.

The old man knocked Zhang Han's head, "It's like a dirt bun, be spiritual!" ”

Zhang Han pouted and said, "It's the first time people have come here, so I'm curious!" ”

"Curious fart, you'll come here often in the future." The old man said a word to Zhang Han and had nothing to say.

The old man led Zhang Han and waited at the head of the bridge, probably waiting for the place he was going to spin out.

Wave after wave, the old man finally waited for the place he was going to, grabbed Zhang Han and hurriedly drilled in, for fear of missing the opportunity.

After walking into the blurred light screen, I saw the real buildings of the 18th district.

As in the outside world, the buildings here are all Chinese-style, with red walls and green tiles, and there are not many special buildings occasionally.

The area that the old man approached was a vegetable market, with countless small stalls on both sides of the road, and all kinds of ingredients were readily available.

But the old man didn't look at it, and drilled into it.

At this time, business here is still relatively hot, and it is overcrowded.

Because Zhang Han still had dozens of catties of watermelons on his back, he was scattered by the crowd after a few rounds.

I went to look for the old man in Dingyan, but I couldn't see any trace at all. Even with the white-eyed ghost technique, you can't find it.

There are so many people!

Zhang Han simply didn't squeeze forward, and returned directly to the corner of the street, if the old man couldn't find himself, he would definitely turn back.

squeezed into the corner next to him, who knew that a fat man in front of him tripped and crashed directly into Zhang Han.

It's nothing to bump into it, but the bad thing is that Zhang Han was slammed out of the vegetable market and directly out of the vegetable market.

As soon as his hand slid down, the watermelon on his body fell off, and Zhang Han and the watermelon were one outside and one inside.

Zhang Han didn't think about anything, he stabilized his body and drilled inside, but who would have thought that the rotation speed would be so fast.

It's coming in, but it's not the vegetable market that the old man brought in.

The place I walked in by mistake is relatively deserted, and the architectural style has largely not changed, except that there are fewer things on the streets.

And Zhang Han didn't see anyone after watching for a long time, only floating ghosts walked on the street.

It is also strange to say that Zhang Han, who kills ghosts without blinking and killing in minutes, actually has a feeling of fear in his heart.

It seems that not only did you go to the wrong place, but perhaps leaving was the best choice.

"Hey, lad, do me a favor."

Just as Zhang Han was about to walk out, an old woman walked in from outside carrying a large suitcase.

Zhang Han saw that it was an old grandmother, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the grandmother carry the box.

"Pretty heavy? What's in it for grandma? Zhang Han asked with a grin.

The wooden box that didn't look big, Zhang Han had a hard time lifting it, and he was very suspicious of how the old grandmother lifted it.

Grandma had white hair and was wearing a floral cotton jacket, and the wrinkles on her face suddenly stretched when she put down the box.

"Thank you, young man, can you help me mention my house? My waist is gone. Grandma asked Zhang Han with a thump on her waist.

Willingness is willingness, and helping others is the foundation of happiness, let alone an old lady.

I don't know if the old man's house is far away, and I don't know if the old man has found that he is missing, and whether he has come out to look for himself.

"Grandma, where is your house? I'm in a hurry! ”

The old woman pointed to a storefront not far ahead, "Come with me, not far, not far." ”

No way, good people do it to the end!

Following the grandmother's slow steps, Zhang Han finally put the box into the shop.

A ghost shop.

That's right, it's a ghost!

The old grandmother is a ghost breeder, specializing in raising some ghosts and selling them to some ghosts or people to them as slaves or slaves.

Even though it's a wicked deal! But Zhang Han really didn't expect that the 18th District would support this kind of transaction.

What he didn't expect was that the area that Zhang Han strayed into was a place to sell ghosts.

It's no wonder that no one is here!

Because he was in a hurry, Zhang Han said goodbye to his grandmother, when one foot had already walked out of the door.

I saw a big black fat cat jump down from the second floor and land firmly on the box.

The old grandmother touched the black cat's head, "My little baby, are you in a hurry?" ”

Zhang Han stared at the black cat tightly, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.

Black cats are fat and large, at least twice as large as domestic cats, and have longer and darker coats.

What caught Zhang Han's attention the most was the thing on the black cat's neck, a watch-sized lens.

The white-eyed ghost technique can see clearly, the lens is not simple, so he rushes the subtle carving around the back of the lens.

made Zhang Han think of the third prince of Nezha, and thought of a thing entrusted by him.

The cat demon captured by Heaven, the cat demon who stole the Queen Mother's Variety Mirror and fled to the mortal world, the cat demon that Heaven could not catch.

The fat black cat in front of him, the more he looked at it, the more suspicious it became, and the more he looked at it, the more it was the same as what Nezha described.

Zhang Han didn't choose to leave, retreated to the room, and asked the grandmother who was about to open the box with a smile, "Grandma, do you have water here?" Can I borrow a glass of water to drink? ”

The old woman snapped the box and touched the black cat's head, "My little baby, wait a minute." ”

It may be that Zhang Han turned back to ask for water to drink or disturbed her to open the box, and the grandmother's attitude has changed significantly.

Ignoring Zhang Han, he turned around to fetch water, leaving the black cat squatting on the box and staring at Zhang Han blankly.

First of all, I can't care how the black cat escaped to the eighteenth district, and Zhang Han is already sure of it through white eyes.

This black cat is the cat demon that Nezha is looking for!

Needless to say, ordinary domestic cats can be seen from their size.

The cat demon in the mortal world doesn't need to be compared, and the size can't be compared, followed by the cat demon has a more obvious feature.

Every cat's eyes are basically weird, and the black hole is so deep that you can feel as if it's watching you.

The black cat in front of him is different, there is no pupil in its eyes, and there is no weirdness and depth.

Zhang Han saw only desire in its empty eyes.