The Buddha Lord raised his head and looked at the space full of golden Buddha light, with a tangled expression on his face.

After a long time, the Buddha sighed and said to himself, "Alas, it's just a matter of paying the price." ”

The surrounding golden Buddha light became more and more intense, covering the Buddha Lord in the blink of an eye, and the figure of the Buddha Lord slowly disappeared into this space.

......

After Fang Mu drilled into the black hole, he found himself entering a pitch-black passage.

The original black hole was in mid-air, and he jumped into it from the ground.

However, when he entered the black hole, his feet suddenly emptied, and his body fell uncontrollably towards the bottom of the black hole.

Fang Mu lowered his head and looked at the situation under his feet.

He was now descending vertically, and at the end below, there was a small point of light, the size of a grain of rice.

"That's supposed to be the exit, but because it's so far away, it looks small. ”

As Fang Mu continued to fall, the point of light the size of a grain of rice began to grow larger, and the white light became brighter and brighter.

When the white light brightened to a certain extent, Fang Mu had already fallen to the end of this passage and fell into the white light.

A dazzling white light came, Fang Mu propped up the Qimen Armor, and in the white light, the speed of his body's fall began to slow down.

After a while, Fang Mu felt a soft touch coming from under his feet, accompanied by a "click" sound.

The white light gradually dissipated, and Fang Mu saw the surrounding environment.

As far as Fang Mu's eyes could see, there was a gloom everywhere, and these glooms seemed to be a piece of cloth, enveloping the entire surrounding world in it.

Fang Mu lowered his head and looked at his feet, and found that the source of the first touch was the withered yellow leaves.

These leaves were dense, spreading from Fang Mu's feet, and everywhere he looked, there were all withered yellow leaves.

Coupled with the haze and gloom in the sky, the whole space gives an extremely low and oppressive feeling.

Fang Mu squatted down and peeled off the dead leaves under his feet, and found that what was hidden under the dead leaves was a cracked land.

"No clue, somehow got me here, what am I going to do now?"

There was no one else here except him, and Fang Mu had no clue at all.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Mu picked up a dead leaf from the ground and threw it down casually.

The dead leaves swirled in mid-air and slowly fell to the ground, and the sharp parts of the leaves pointed to a place.

Fang Mu clapped his hands: "Yes, this is the direction, let's go." ”

In the gloomy world, Fang Mu directly used this random way to walk towards a place.

After Fang Mu disappeared at the end, the dead leaf that Fang Mu used as a tool suddenly moved, slowly turning into a vague and miserable white figure.

"People...... People ......" the miserable white figure made a sound, and this voice was like being kissed by an evil ghost, and it made people feel chills all over the body to hear.

As the miserable white figure spoke, a huge foot fell from the sky, trampling the miserable white figure into ashes with a chirp.

The foot was so huge that it could only be seen at the knee, and even higher it was obscured by the gray.

After trampling on the tragic white figure, the giant foot rose up again and stepped in one direction.

Another giant foot appeared suddenly, like a human walking, the two feet kept alternating and disappeared at the end.

The miserable white figure seemed to have been trampled to death by Giant Foot unintentionally.

Fang Mu didn't know what was going on behind him, because he had already exerted his extreme speed and quickly crossed this withered leaf field.

After crossing the dead leaves, everything in front of me became slightly better.

Instead of the dry and cracked land, it became pitch black.

After walking for a while, Fang Mu came to a place and stopped.

It was a small room, and the door was tightly closed.

At the top of the house, there was a pitch-black signboard, but the words on the signboard Fang Mu were known and familiar.

This word is not the text of this world, but from the world of the previous life.

Fang Mu looked at the words on it, and silently recited in his heart: "Noodle restaurant ......"

There is nothing else but these two words.

These two characters occupy the end of the plaque, while the position in front is blurred, and there is even a phenomenon of peeling off the paint.

Fang Mu pondered for a moment, reached out and picked up the bloody spear, and quickly picked it up on the door.

The shot went well, and the door to the house was easily opened.

Fang Mu was very surprised, because of the power of the one pole and the three absolute qi he used with this gun.

Under the power of one pole and the effect of the three absolute qi, the gate was only opened without the slightest damage.

Being able to withstand such a strong attack is enough to see how strong this gate is.

After the door was opened, Fang Mu saw the situation inside the door.

Inside was a large space, with square tables set up in the room, and four stools were neatly placed next to each square table.

Fang Mu counted, there were a total of eighteen tables.

After counting the tables, I turned my eyes to another special place.

Not far from these tables, there was a counter, similar to an inn in ancient times, where the bookkeeper usually stayed.

The counter was empty, nothing.

Fang Mu fell into deep thought, everything here was strange.

At this time, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded behind Fang Mu.

Fang Mu looked back and found that a middle-aged man in ancient clothes was walking behind him.

At first, the middle-aged man was very far away, but in the blink of an eye, just one step away, the middle-aged man arrived in front of Fang Mu.

Fang Mu was shocked, he didn't understand this speed.

At his current speed, he didn't even see clearly how the middle-aged man came over.

However, there was a feeling of heat from the jade pendant, and Fang Mu's heart was ecstatic.

This middle-aged man turned out to be an anomaly!

After the middle-aged man came to Fang Mu, he arched his hand very politely and said, "Since Daoist friends came first, let's go first." ”

The middle-aged man's voice was also familiar, and it was the language he had used in his previous life.

Fang Mu pondered for a moment, took a step back, raised his hand and was about to hit it.

The easiest and most direct way to make a person angry is to just slap his mouth.

If one is not enough, then two are drawn, and if two is not enough, then be drawn directly until he is convinced.

In that case, the anomaly would attack him angrily.

However, there was an accident this time, because the moment Fang Mu raised his hand, the middle-aged man moved.

I saw the middle-aged man quickly stretch out his hand, make a Taoist gesture to Fang Mu, and then take a step forward.

At this step, the middle-aged man had disappeared into place and reappeared in the room.

At this time, the middle-aged man's voice slowly came.

"Thank you for your politeness, you're welcome, when I finish this meal, you can eat again. ”

Fang Mu: "......"

I raised my hand just now, not because I was polite, but because I hit you!