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The bluestone bricks on the road are smooth, and the city gate does not show the slightest mottleness, even if it is carefully maintained.

The city gate reads "Songsi City", Zhuang Xia Yanyan walked in front, and the black spirit hid timidly behind.

As soon as she arrived in this city, she felt strange and hairy.

There was no one in the empty city, no one in sight, but everything in the city was intact, as if everyone had suddenly disappeared.

Based on how clean and intact the place is, the inhabitants seem to have disappeared for only a few days.

The long street was long, and the three of them walked all the way, except for their footsteps, there was not even the sound of birds in the whole city.

But such a weird Zhuang Xia didn't seem to see it, strolling through the streets, as if he was here to play.

Suddenly, the black spirit pulled the sleeve of Zhuang Xia's coat and pointed to the corner of the alley, which was a pool of dried blood.

Zhuang Xia stepped forward and stepped on it with his foot, and red blood powder rose with the wind.

"This was yesterday, and I guess someone died here. Zhuang Xia looked at the sides of the alley, and there were also blood stains.

Someone strayed into this city, but I don't know what happened, and finally died here.

"It should have been attacked suddenly, and there was no resistance at all. Yan Yan looked at the bloodstains, and there were faint energy fluctuations, obviously the person who died had some cultivation, not an ordinary person.

The artist was bold and obviously found that there was something wrong with this city, but he still came in, and finally encountered an irresistible calamity and had no choice but to die.

"Dead?" The black spirit was startled, he didn't expect this city to be so dangerous, "So, where is the dead man's body?"

Zhuang Xia looked at his feet, his eyes penetrated the bluestone bricks, and saw the corpses several feet deep underground.

"Naturally, it was dealt with. Zhuang Xia said lightly, swept his thoughts, chose a place to live, and immediately walked there.

Hades, in a great hall.

A gray man sat upright, with a mighty figure but a blue face and fangs, like a demon.

Huge amounts of ghost qi and yin qi poured into his body from all directions, and were refined and absorbed by him.

After a while, a shiny line on his body disappeared for a short time, and after a few more times, the line disappeared completely.

If you look closely, you will see that this line is actually a break in the splicing.

But there are cracks one after another on his body, or his body is made up of thousands of fragments, and his body is full of traces of forcible fusion.

This person is the Ghost Venerable, or it is okay to call him the King of Hades.

Sneak attack on Zhuang Xia, although he made Zhuang Xia almost split in half, but in the end he still did not succeed.

Not only that, but he was also chopped into thousands of pieces by the shattered star, and although his primordial spirit as a spirit body was fused and repaired, such obvious shatters were difficult to erase.

It took a great deal of effort for the wounds on his body to recover in such a small place, which was a drop in the bucket compared to his thousand-cutter wounds.

It is conceivable that it would take him thousands of years to heal all his wounds.

With such a long time and energy expended, where does he have a chance to be promoted again?

"Mengzun, I must let you die without a place to be buried!" the resentful Ghost Venerable roared, and the entire hall shook and crumbled.

"Someone!" Onizun summoned his men.

A figure walked out and replied respectfully, "Lord Ghost Venerable." ”

"Do you have any clues about Mengzun's traces?" asked Ghost Venerable.

The man pondered for a moment or two before he came up with an uncertain answer.

"Among the ghosts of the deceased, several people said that they had seen people who looked similar to the Demon Venerable before they died. We deduced that the person was suspected of being a ghost. The time of death of these people was only a few days, but the difference in their homes was thousands of miles. ”

The man added, "Only a monk can walk thousands of miles in a few days, and we suspect that the man is Mengzun." ”

As he spoke, he sent a divine thought, and the Ghost Venerable saw a few images.

"Yes, that's him. The Ghost Venerable's expression became more and more hideous, and his anger was extremely fierce, but there was nowhere to vent it.

According to the time and location of several video materials, Ghost Venerable quickly deduced the direction of Zhuang Xia's travel.

"Is he going to the Pure Land of the Buddhas?" the ghost venerable looked at him deeply.

"Let's go now, to the ghost town. ”

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Zhuang Xia pushed the door and walked into a house, and the daily necessities in the house were all available, and everything was neatly placed.

The three of them walked into the study, Yan Yan took out the books on the bookshelf and looked at them, and Hei Ling did the same.

There were stacked books on the desk, Zhuang Xia directly took out the bottom one, looked through it, and a smile appeared on his face.

"There's a bit of a history in this city. Zhuang Xia held his chin in his hand, attracting Yan Yan's gaze.

"This man has written some poems and articles, and the pen and ink of the inscription are very new, but the time recorded is nearly a thousand years ago. Yan Yan unfolded a book and spread it out on the desk.

It's amazing how books from thousands of years ago are still brand new.

That is, the last inhabitants of this city disappeared a thousand years ago. Zhuang Xia looked at the mansion that was so complete that it seemed that the owner still lived here, "The appearance of this city has been maintained for thousands of years, but it is still not decayed." ”

Even if a city is inhabited and repaired from time to time, it has probably been rebuilt several times over thousands of years.

And uninhabited, the wind and rain alone would make the city dilapidated like a lonely tomb in the wilderness.

There is no mysterious power to explain the strangeness of this empty city.

Immediately, Zhuang Xia and Yan Yan looked at the book that recorded the events that occurred during the family's lifetime, even a few days before they disappeared.

This scholar recorded a cannibal legend from his own perspective.

"In recent days, more and more people have disappeared from Matsuji Castle for no reason, and the whole city is surging with panic.

At first, it was the merry people who returned late to eat flower wine, and those who beat the watch, and one of the people who traveled alone at night died, and often only heard a miserable scream, and when someone went to check, there was only a pool of blood left.

The yamen sent people to patrol at night, but it was peaceful for some time.

But after a while, many of the people who lived alone in the city disappeared, and there was no one alive or dead.

Hundreds of people died in this way, everyone panicked, and the yamen issued a notice that there were demons in the city, and they had invited the great monks to come. ”

"I thought that this matter would end like this, but unexpectedly, those immortals who went to subdue demons and eliminate demons were also the same as those who disappeared in the city, leaving only a pool of blood, and no one was seen again.

So many people died in the city, and everyone wanted to escape, so I took my wife and children, old and young, and packed up some soft and prepared to leave.

But I don't know when the city gate was closed, and even the county master couldn't get out.

Someone banged on the door, but the door was so strong that it couldn't be opened.

Some panicked and wanted to climb the wall and leave by ropes.

But these people often only go down a few feet, and the rope breaks for no reason, and the people who fall down have broken their bones and bones, and they can't move when they lie on the ground.

We had no choice but to go home. ”

"At night, suddenly there was a fog in the city, and I couldn't see my fingers.

My wife and children and I hid at home, and from time to time I heard screams coming from around me, and I knew the owners of those voices.

Mrs. Wang, who sells tofu for a living, Uncle Chen, who likes to play chess, and Brother Luo, who falls in love with Qinglou.

When I heard their screams, I knew they were dead, like those who had disappeared, leaving a trail of blood and no bodies to be found.

I was terrified, my child was only five years old, how could he die like this? And Shuqi, I said that I wanted to grow old with her, how could I go to Huangquan Road now.

With them, I, like many others, gathered in the streets, hoping that the crowd would make the inexplicable jealousy.

But I was wrong, the more people there are, the more goals come in the eyes of that being.

I saw figures jumping one after another, and some of them disappeared.

Some say he saw a lion, some say he saw a unicorn, and even a swallow and a stone man.

With a bang, the earth sank, many people fell into the pit, and I rushed home with my children and my good wife, but fortunately, we arrived home safely.

We were so frightened that we didn't even dare to light a candle, huddled in the dark, waiting for the day to come.

The screams in my ears became less and less, and from time to time someone called for help, but I didn't dare to go out.

I'm going to leave this strange city with my children and Shuqi, even if I jump off the city wall and break my hands and feet, it's better than dying. ”

"I've never felt like a night was so long, never before.

Counting breaths by breath, tormented and waiting for the dawn.

Heaven forbid, we waited until dawn.

No matter what, I have to leave, may my ancestors let me escape this catastrophe, otherwise my three generations of single lineage will be cut off. ”

The messy handwriting ended here, the scholar escaped with his wife and children, Zhuang Xia didn't know if he escaped on the city wall, and jumped down desperately.

According to the scholar's records, there were man-eating monsters in the city, which sealed the city and eventually ate most of the people in the city.

Since then, the city has been an empty city, and such strange things are known to be considered Jedi.

Except for the occasional passer-by who strayed into it, no living person ever came.

"Master, what is that man-eating monster? It's a lion and a unicorn. The black spirit asked in a low voice.

In her mind, there must have been a gathering of monsters, and with their cooperation, they ate everyone.

But this city is immortal for thousands of years, and it is still intact, and her guess doesn't make sense at all.

Zhuang Xia smiled: "That's just a little monster, a weird thing controlled by the mysterious existence behind it." ”

"Weird?" Black Spirit scratched her head, remembering that the spirits such as the flat swords, knives, and robes that she had personally captured in Qingfeng City were so weird?

"The lion, I'm afraid it's the stone lion at the door of the big family, the Feiyan, it's the statue on the eaves. Zhuang Xia said.

Although there is no one in this empty city, there are a lot of living creatures, especially those weird, usually stay in place one by one, and you can't see anything abnormal at all.

The night gradually deepened, Zhuang Xia Yanyan was suspended in the air, practicing, and the black spirit was tired after cultivating for a while, and he dozed off in a daze.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound of wind in the air, as if the air was piercing, and something was moving. The ears fluttered, and the black eyes of the black spirit slid smartly in the darkness.

With a whoosh, a black shadow flashed by the window, and the black spirit was about to jump up in fright.

Zhuang Xia opened his eyes.

He had waited so long for the Lord to finally make a move.

(Try it hard and see if you can write the third chapter.) ）