Seeing the gathering place, Bai Zhengqing and the others naturally quickened their pace.

Soon, they were approaching.

The gathering place was smaller than they had imagined, with only one main street and a variety of buildings lining the streets.

The architectural styles here are very different, not only the styles of the ancient dynasties of the Xia Kingdom, but also many foreign styles.

For example, the cone-shaped building is similar to the pyramid of the Black Continent Egyptian country.

There are also temples supported by large stone pillars, similar to the temples of the ancient Roman Empire in Italy.

These buildings of different styles are piled together to form such a nondescript gathering place.

Bai Zhengqing watched this scene with great interest, and was curious.

As can be seen from the architectural style, the people who lived here must have included people from different countries around the world, but also people from different dynasties.

Of course, some of the buildings may have been left over from earlier times, and the people who live there today may not correspond to them, but they should be roughly the same.

People have their own habits and preferences.

If you let a person from the Tang Dynasty live in a Roman temple, it is estimated that he will have a lot of unaccustomed habits, right?

Of course, it is impossible for the Great Demon to live so long, it can only be said that everyone has their own preferences.

Just as Bai Zhengqing was about to lead the team into the gathering place, an old Asian man on crutches walked out.

His skin is tan, his eye sockets are deep, and the bridge of his nose is high, and he looks like someone from the southeast area of Huangzhou.

The facial features of the people over there are closer to those of the white people of the West, but their skin color is more like that of the Black Continents.

The old man bent his waist slightly, with one hand behind his back, and walked slowly.

Bai Zhengqing didn't urge, just watched him slowly walk in front of him.

"You're new here?" The old man stood still and looked at them for a long time before asking.

Bai Zhengqing smiled slightly: "That's right, I just asked Daotian not long ago, I don't know what the old man is called?" ”

"Contemptible Manilal Gandhi, you can just call me Manilal."

Gandhi?

This Tianzhu surname Bai Zhengqing is too familiar, and it once appeared in the history textbook of the Demon Academy.

Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, known as the Mahatma of Tianzhu, is the father of Tianzhu, who led the people of Tianzhu out of European colonial rule and led Tianzhu to independence, and was a great man.

I just don't know what this Manilar in front of me has to do with that Mahatma.

Bai Zhengqing asked curiously: "Your Excellency is ......?"

Before he finished asking, the other party seemed to understand his thoughts, and took the initiative to say: "You are right, I am the second son of Mahatma Gandhi." ”

When Bai Zhengqing heard this, he was in awe: "Disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Manilal smiled and said, "It's all in the past. ”

After speaking, he looked at Bai Zhengqing with a kind face and asked, "Since you have just come from the outside world, you must be very clear about the affairs of the outside world, right?" I don't know what happened to Tianzhu now? ”

This question really stumped Bai Zhengqing.

It is difficult for him to speak ill of Tianzhu in front of the children of Tianzhu heroes.

But if you want him to say against his will how good Tianzhu is now, Bai Zhengqing is not so cheeky.

At this time, Qin Ziyi, who was on the side, stepped forward with a smile and said, "Old man, since you have entered the Dao Heavenly Ginseng Dao Method, you don't have to worry about the outside world." ”

When Manilar heard this, he suddenly came to his senses and said, "What Daoyou reminded me is that I have trespassed. ”

Bai Zhengqing breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful glance at Qin Ziyi.

Then he changed the subject and said, "Old man, I don't know where this is?" ”

"Oh, this is the Witch Village." Manilar smiled and introduced: "Most of the people who live here are the descendants of some great witches, and they practice witchcraft. ”

"Descendants of the Great Witch?"

Many young students in the crowd exclaimed.

Those who can be called great witches must be masters of the fourth stage, who are basically characters from thousands of years ago, and now there are almost no such people in the outside world.

And the so-called witchcraft are those unsystematic, self-created ways of practice, similar to the practice of the Great Han Witch.

In the crowd, Hanya and other Han people couldn't help but light up when they heard Manilar's statement.

To be precise, these people are their kind.

Bai Zhengqing heard this, a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes.

But he still had a question: "Then how did you end up here?" ”

It is said that the descendants of Mahatma Gandhi should be only more than a hundred years old, and the cultivation should be the Demon Investigation Bureau's Demon Master System, how can they live in the witch village of the descendants of this great witch?

And in the information of the Demon Investigation Bureau, I have never heard that Gandhi's second son is a genius of cultivation.

Manilal explained, "Asking the Daotian, except for this place, it is all a great demon settlement, and I really had nowhere to go after entering this place more than 60 years ago, so I stayed in the witch village. ”

"Then you repaired it...... Also witchcraft? "Bai Zhengqing is really curious.

It is said that if you are a demon master who has studied at the Demon Academy, you must be practicing the Demon Master system, and it must be recorded.

I saw Manilar nodding and said, "That's right, I was nurtured by my father since I was a child, and I was determined to be a strong person. When I was very young, I was going to be admitted to the Magic Investigation Bureau and work for the Federation, but when I was eight years old, my father got a copy of the Great Witchcraft from somewhere, so I started practicing witchcraft. ”

As soon as he said this, Bai Zhengqing understood everything.

The Demon Investigation Bureau generally accepts people at the age of ten, and he began to cultivate at the age of eight, so it is naturally impossible for him to join the Demon Investigation Bureau again.

And from the fact that he can come in, it can be seen that his talent must be very outstanding, and the practice of witchcraft is also promising.

In fact, Manilal's record in history has always been that of a man who was enthusiastic about public welfare, engaged in journalism, and helped many orphans and the poor.

However, it is rumored that he passed away in 1956, but no one would have thought that he actually entered the Heavenly Questioning Heaven to continue his practice.

In fact, Manilar is still relatively famous in Tianzhu, but Bai Zhengqing and others have not paid much attention to Tianzhu, so they don't know this history.

Bai Zhengqing could see from his crutches and bent waist that the witchcraft he practiced must have many drawbacks.

You must know that in their team, there are several people who are older than Manilar, but like Fang Miao and Dong Ji, they don't look energetic.

This is also the reason why witchcraft will gradually fade out of the stage of history.

"Old man, can you please introduce us to the seniors here, and besides, we may need to stay for a while in the future, can we stay here?" Bai Zhengqing asked politely.

Manilar smiled and said, "This time I came out to greet you, it is the village chief's explanation, come with me." ”

What Manilar said was exactly what Bai Zhengqing thought.

As soon as they entered the range of the Witch Village, Manilal greeted them, which showed that the people of the Witch Village had already discovered their arrival.

What he said just now was also based on the top hat, and he believed that in the Dao Heaven, with the Great Demon Ring on his side, the Witch Village should not refuse to allow them so many masters to stay.

Manilar led them into the village.

The group walked along the main road all the way in.

The people of the Demon Investigation Bureau looked around curiously, admiring the various strange buildings here.

Although most of the architectural styles have been experienced by the outside world, it is absolutely rare for such a unique variety of buildings to come together.

However, the people of the Demon Investigation Bureau are very orderly, no one talks, just silently admires.

It wasn't until they reached the end of Main Street that Manilar stopped.

At this time, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a very low-key thatched hut, which was in stark contrast to the ornate temples around it.

Bai Zhengqing nodded secretly.

This is the tone that a real master of the world should have.

Those who lived in Roman temples, pyramids, and garden mansions, at first glance, looked at it and had not completely let go of worldly pleasures, how could they break through the realm?

He also firmly believed that the people in this thatched hut must be the most powerful people here.

Just as they were standing at the door, the door of the thatched hut opened automatically, and a beautiful voice came from within: "The leader will come in and talk, and the others will wait outside." ”

Woman?

Bai Zhengqing was stunned.

He didn't expect that the head of this witch village was actually a woman, and he was not very old when he heard the voice.

What a surprise.

Manilar bowed to the thatched house, then nodded at Bai Zhengqing and said, "You go in alone, the village chief likes to be quiet." ”

Bai Zhengqing nodded and strode into the room.

Qin Ziyi and the others waited outside with peace of mind.

They weren't worried about Bai Zhengqing's safety at all, after all, so many people were waiting outside, and if there was a real fight, it would be too late for them to go in and help.

What's more, Bai Zhengqing is the most powerful and smartest of them here, and it is enough for him to come forward alone.

Manilar was relieved to see that these people were so knowledgeable.

He could feel that the strength of these people at the head was not bad, so he could not offend or try not to offend.

At the same time, he was also very curious, this group of people had different strengths, and there were even first-stage cultivators, how did they get in through their conscience?

…………

Bai Zhengqing stepped into the room, looked around, and saw through it at a glance.

This room is very small, estimated to be more than 20 square meters, even smaller than many hotel rooms.

Bai Zhengqing was surprised that the head of a village in this witch village actually lived in such a small house.

And the furnishings of the whole room are also too simple, one bed, two futons, that's all.

Not even a table or chair.

After briefly looking at the room, Bai Zhengqing focused his eyes on the woman sitting on the futon.

The woman was plain-faced, dressed in simple linen clothes, like an ascetic.

However, her face is very white, and her facial features are also considered to be middle-class, which gives people a particularly pure feeling.

Her hair was especially long, draped on the floor of the room, like a black feather fan spread out, elegant and mysterious.

The woman was also looking at Bai Zhengqing.

With short hair, white skin, clear eyes, and a black robe, he shows a tall figure, a handsome guy.

But the woman didn't care about this, she just kept staring at Bai Zhengqing's short hair.

Bai Zhengqing also seemed to notice this, he stroked his hair and said, "It seems that you have never seen someone with such short hair?" ”

The woman nodded calmly.