Chapter 239: The Dead Building

In the early morning, the sky is light blue, which makes this wilderness more peaceful.

Luo Zhengfeng looked at the back of Wushan disappearing into the distance, a little depressed.

"It's only been a few years, and your son-in-law will be able to take charge on his own!"

Luo Zhengfeng was really shocked, when he and Wushan first met, Wushan was still a student of the academy who was not in the fourth realm.

Now, the depth of Wushan, Luo Zhengfeng can't guess it at all.

It stands to reason that Wushan is deficient in qi and blood, and he should not be as good as him Luo Zhengfeng.

But last night's battle is vivid.

The calmness and strength that Wushan showed at that time were no longer at the same level as himself.

Luo Zhengfeng thought so, and his mood was a little lower.

Liu Hong and Li Biao stood behind Luo Zhengfeng, and the two brothers looked at each other, each other's eyes were happy and ashamed.

"You won't not know the mark left by your son-in-law, right?"

"Young City Lord, rest assured, there is no such possibility!"

……

It is said that Wushan rode the drought and chased the strange beast to the east, and this wild run passed for half a day, but there was no gain.

"Are you sure the brute fled in this direction?"

Wu Shan patted the drought under him, and was very suspicious of the direction of the drought hunting.

Because of this search, not to mention the figure of the strange beast, I didn't even see a trace of blood.

"Woo woo woo ......"

He raised his head and whined to express his dissatisfaction with Wushan's questioning.

In fact, Wushan didn't expect that after pacifying and treating Luo Zhengfeng last night, Dry Fox took the initiative to pass on his thoughts, saying that he could track the Yin Beast, which made Wushan have a new understanding of Dry Fox's ability.

Wu Shan glanced down at the lion-like dog-like Dry Fox, and felt that it was not bad to have such a strange beast beside him.

"Alright, let's keep chasing!"

After roaring, he continued to move east with Wushan.

And so, after two more hours, the drought had climbed over a hill and stopped on it.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The drought stagnate and sent a dangerous signal to Wushan.

At the same time, the drought also told Wushan that the yin aura of the strange beast disappeared here.

Wu Shan patted the drought plow under him, signaling that he understood in his heart.

After the drought calmed down, Wu Shan raised his head to look at the restaurant that appeared in front of him.

In this deserted place, a three-story restaurant has appeared, and no matter how you look at it, it is strange.

Wushan stood on the hill for a long time, and I hesitated to go and find out.

In the end, Wushan decided to go on a journey.

"Follow me!"

With Wushan's call, the Dry Ridge shrank in size and turned into a normal-sized blue and black poodle to follow behind Wushan.

Wu Shan calmed down his emotions, took out the folding fan from his arms to draw the soul, and after the fan body was fanned twice, Wu Shan walked towards the strange restaurant.

Getting closer, Wushan saw the name of the restaurant clearly, and there was a plaque on the top of the door of the restaurant, engraved with the words 'Death Building'.

When my eyes fell, I saw another couplet next to the two doors: avoid the suffering of the cycle of life and death, and read the joy of three lives and three lives.

"The tone is not small, but I am afraid that the saint will not dare to say such a wild talk."

The door of the restaurant was closed, Wu Shan stepped forward, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, but as soon as his hand touched the door, the door opened.

Such a strange thing made Wushan's vest cold and uncomfortable.

Wu Shan did not immediately step into the restaurant, but quickly glanced at the inside of the restaurant, it was dark and quiet, and he couldn't see anything.

Wu Shan's mind lifted, thought about it and asked.

"Anyone?"

The restaurant was empty, and the voice echoed in the restaurant, and there was no response.

Wu Shan took a step back, looked at the plaque on the gate again, and saw the words "Death Building" again.

After thinking for a while, Wushan squatted down, hugged the poodle-like dry pin in his arms, and stepped into the Death Building.

How do you say that?

One step of unreal, one step of hustle and bustle!

After Wushan's second foot completely stepped into the restaurant, the scene in front of him changed instantly.

Where you can see it, the corridor of the hall and courtyard, the red curtain of the painted building, the flowers and trees are luxuriant, and the banquet is full.

The line of sight falls into the restaurant, and it is divided into two corridors, north and south, circling to the second floor, which is elegant and exquisite.

Under Wushan's gaze, the surroundings are full of famous brews, delicacies, singing and dancing.

"What a place to get drunk and dream of death!"

This was Wu Shan's first reaction, and just when Wu Shan wanted to continue to look at his surroundings, a figure wearing a slave costume appeared in front of Wu Shan.

"Guest officer, how many of you are there, are you going to be a top player or staying in a hotel?"

Wu Shan stared at Xiao Er in front of him, his pupils shrank slightly.

The little two in front of him were expressionless, his voice was stiff, his skin was pale, and a pair of dead fish eyes were reminding Wushan that this little two were not human, they were zombies.

"Guest officer, how many of you are there, are you going to be a top player or staying in a hotel?"

Seeing that Wushan didn't answer, the zombie Xiao Er asked again in a stiff voice.

"Hit the tip, serve me four dishes and one soup, and then a pot of good wine!!"

Wushan's tone was flat, making himself look less out of place.

"Okay, guest officer, please!!"

After finishing speaking, the zombie Xiaoer led Wushan to a semi-open private room on the second floor, and stopped greeting Wushan.

Wu Shan hugged the dry sling, rubbed the dog's head, and squinted at the private environment.

The private room is slightly dimly lit, and the ink paintings and ornaments hanging on the wall are faintly visible.

Leaning against the window, Wushan looked down on the high platform of the lobby, where the veil hung low, covered with embroidered felt, and the atmosphere was hazy, and four masked women wearing brocade streamers and gauze covering their intimate parts danced in it, like a dream.

For a time, this restaurant was busy and urgent, with guests coming and going, constant noise, and endless clinking glasses and singing.

This situation and this scene are not like the world, but like the world!

Wu Shan withdrew his gaze because he had noticed that more than one guest was quietly watching him.

Wushan ignored the whining and resisting sound of the dry fox, and while ravaging the head of the dry dog, he asked in his heart.

"Is there a strange beast's yin aura here?"

"Yes!"

"Where?"

"Like...... It seems like...... It's not there again, it's out of the restaurant! ”

Wu Shan's hand froze for a moment, and at this moment he had the urge to strangle the poodle in his hand.

After getting the exact news, Wushan immediately had the idea of leaving this place of right and wrong.

However, at this moment, a pair of masked maids came over and served Wushan the four dishes and one soup he ordered.

"Childe, your dishes are ready!"

"This pot of wine was invited to you by the golden girl over there!"

After the maid finished speaking, she bowed and bowed, and then withdrew.

Wu Shan looked in the direction that the maid had just pointed out, and there was a woman with a hibiscus face like willows and eyebrows, which amazed Wu Shan.

The woman was wearing a dark purple silk smock, with a light purple silk and emerald skirt, a jade dragon hairpin inserted in her hair, and two strands of green silk hanging slightly on both sides of her cheeks, simple and elegant.

The woman's eyelids drooped, but Wu Shan still observed a pair of clear eyes.

The woman was holding an antique pipa in her arms, and the whole person looked poignant, with dark fragrance.