Chapter 749

Bai Liang was a little speechless, a green light appeared in his empty eyes, and he dodged to stop Xiao Zhan, and without waiting for Xiao Zhan to say anything, he directly knocked Xiao Zhan unconscious, and then carried Xiao Zhan to hurry away.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Zhan opened his eyes.

At this time, Bai Liang was taking him through a small town.

On the right is a row of gray dead wood, crooked and without leaves.

Next to the dead wood was a small river less than three meters wide, and the pitch-black water was like asphalt, sticky, bubbling and emitting a foul smell.

On the left, there is a row of low stone houses, in which you can occasionally see figures in tattered clothes.

Bai Liang put Xiao Zhan down, lowered his voice and said:

"We're about to rush to the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion, don't run away, you'll die if you mess around here."

Xiao Zhan looked at the figures in the low stone houses next to him, frowned and asked:

"Who are these?"

"These," Bai Liang said truthfully.

"These are refugees."

Xiao Zhan frowned tightly, "What is a refugee?"

"That's it......" Bai Liang thought for a moment, "For example, if you can survive, the children you have with others in the future will become refugees if you can't cultivate and can't leave the Netherworld."

Xiao Zhan's face was full of surprise, "Then what if they die?"

Bai Liang shook his head and said:

"I don't know."

Xiao Zhan didn't ask any more questions, and followed Bai Liang through this area, there were more and more stone houses in front of him, and they were getting taller and taller.

Slowly, a street market appeared ahead.

Bai Liang told Xiao Zhan that these refugees, also known as exiles, could not cultivate, but they also had to fight for the background.

The more powerful the elders, the better stone houses they can live in, such as this street market, where most of the people who live are the children of those families in the Zhenyuan Marquis' Mansion.

Passing through the market, a huge courtyard appeared in front of me.

The courtyard has a high black wall, and on the gray-brown gate, a black plaque is hung, on which are engraved the four characters "Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion".

At this time, there were two burly men standing at the gate.

Bai Liang walked up to the two of them with Xiao Zhan, and said with a smile:

"Two masters, I sent someone to the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion."

The two men looked at Xiao Zhan expressionlessly, then nodded, signaling that they could stay.

Bai Liang lowered his voice and said in Xiao Zhan's ear:

"In the Marquis Zhenyuan Mansion, even the miscellaneous ones are much better than me, you be careful, maybe you can have a little chance to survive."

After speaking, Bai Liang turned around and left with the black scythe.

And the two men who guarded the gate of the Yuanhou Mansion didn't look at Xiao Zhan again.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a black robe walked out.

The middle-aged man glanced at Xiao Zhan and asked directly:

"Bone City sent you alone?"

Xiao Zhan nodded and did not speak.

The middle-aged man didn't ask anything more, and took Xiao Zhan and walked towards the Zhenyuan Marquis's Mansion.

The area of the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion is very large, and there are many people in it, Xiao Zhan followed the middle-aged man for most of the hour, and saw at least a thousand people.

It's just that almost no one spoke, and there was a dead silence in the Hou Mansion.

The middle-aged man took Xiao Zhan through the entire Hou Mansion and came to the courtyard at the back.

There is a row of low stone houses in this courtyard.

The middle-aged man pointed to a stone house marked "Nine" and said:

"You live here first, and I'll come to you when I need you."

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and left directly.

Xiao Zhan's face was full of doubts, and he glanced at the other stone houses.

Only the stone houses marked "six", "seven", and "eight" were filled with people, and they all looked like they were going to die.

In the No. 6 stone house was a thin old man, lying on the ground of the stone house at this time, dying.

In Stone House No. 7, there was a young man with a pale face, who looked weak even though he was sitting cross-legged.

Only a woman in the No. 8 stone house opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Zhan at this time.

The woman was very young, dressed in gray linen clothes, but she could not hide her slender figure, her delicate face was full of sadness and sadness, and her eyes were particularly melancholy.

Xiao Zhan looked at her, and she was also looking at Xiao Zhan.

After hesitating for a moment, the woman came out of the stone house and looked at Xiao Zhandao:

"What's your name?"

Xiao Zhan shook his head, "I can't remember."

The woman let out an "oh" and looked at Xiao Zhan again.

Xiao Zhan was still wearing the tattered black robe at this time, and he could see the bloody wounds on his body.

The woman asked curiously:

"How did you die?"

Xiao Zhan shook his head.

Although he lost his memory, he recalled the last scene.

That is, he grabbed a golden long sword, and then a black pillar of light fell from the sky, enveloping him, and then he came here inexplicably.

In other words, he should not be dead.

Seeing that Xiao Zhan didn't know, the woman sighed lightly and said slowly:

"My name is Lin Xiaoyu."

Xiao Zhan frowned, "Why do you remember your name?"

Lin Xiaoyu said truthfully:

"I don't remember it originally, but it was Master Hou who made me recover some of my memories."

Xiao Zhan was a little surprised, "Didn't you say that Hou Ye had a very strange temper and was sent here to die for a lifetime? Why should he help you recover your memory?"

Lin Xiaoyu shook her head, "I've been sent here for more than a hundred years."

"Every few years, Master Hou will ask someone to take me over to help me recover a little memory."

"As for what Master Hou wants to do, I don't know."

Xiao Zhan pointed to the old man in Stone House No. 6 and the young man in Stone House No. 7, "What about the two of them?"

Lin Xiaoyu shook his head, "When I was sent, the two of them were already like this."

"The old man is dying."

"The man in Room Seven probably won't live long."

Xiao Zhan's brows tightened.

"You say you've been here for over a hundred years?"

"Yes," Lin Xiaoyu said softly as she walked towards the No. 8 stone house.

"You can't leave this small courtyard, or it will end badly."

Xiao Zhan originally wanted to ask for some more news, but saw Lin Xiaoyu sit down cross-legged again.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Xiaoyu shook her head, "Don't do anything, wait for Lord Hou to summon you, or...... Wait for death."

The short conversation with Lin Xiaoyu made Xiao Zhan's mood a little irritable.

Because he's probably come to a conclusion now.

That's ...... He's stuck here. Z.br>

Xiao Zhan walked into the stone house numbered "Nine" and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes and trying to find some memories in his mind.

But as soon as he tried to remember, his head hurt excruciously.

Little by little, time passed.

There is no day or night in this world, and the sky is always gray.

I don't know how long it took, but the middle-aged man who brought Xiao Zhan in came to the outside of the No. 8 stone house.

Lin Xiaoyu in the No. 8 stone house walked out, bowed to the middle-aged man, and then followed the middle-aged man.

About a few hours later, the middle-aged man came back with Lin Xiaoyu again.

It's just that Lin Xiaoyu staggered, became weaker, and his eyes became more dim, and as soon as he walked into the stone house, he lay directly on the ground.

The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Zhan and said in a deep voice:

"You

Follow me."

Xiao Zhan got up slowly, walked out of the stone house, and followed behind the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took Xiao Zhan and walked around the Zhenyuan Marquis's Mansion for a while, and came to the outside of a large hall in a circle.

There was a strong sense of oppression in the main hall, which made Xiao Zhan subconsciously take a step back.

The middle-aged man took Xiao Zhan's reaction into his eyes, and a flash of surprise flashed on his face.

The Marquis of Zhenyuan was in the main hall, and with the terrifying momentum of the Hou Ye, when he, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion, came for the first time, he also retreated ten meters away, but the kid in front of him only took a step back.

The butler retracted his gaze and said respectfully to the main hall:

"Master Hou, someone brought it over."

"Come in," a low, majestic voice came from the hall.

Only then did the housekeeper take Xiao Zhan into the main hall.

Xiao Zhan saw that there was a table more than ten meters long on the east wall of the main hall, and the table was full of messy papers and bamboo slips at this time.

A middle-aged man wearing a black embroidered gold silk auspicious cloud pattern was sitting behind a desk, looking down at a roll of bamboo slips in his hand.

Behind the middle-aged man, there is also a whole wall of bookshelves, on which a large number of ancient books and bamboo slips are neatly placed.

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan also looked at this Marquis of Zhenyuan.

Before coming, Xiao Zhan had already imagined the appearance of this Marquis of Zhenyuan, perhaps the same as the Skeleton King in Bone City, who was a hundred feet tall and had a green face and fangs.

But the Marquis of Zhenyuan in front of him seems to be an ordinary person, with elegant appearance and deep eyes.

The butler bowed and exited the hall.

Xiao Zhan stood more than ten meters away from the Marquis of Zhenyuan, and kept looking at the Marquis of Zhenyuan.