"Say a myth~~ Say that there is a family~~ This couple ~~ gave birth to a strange doll~~"

Humming a small tune in his mouth, Feng Xue arrived at Chentangguan on a civilian land ship.

Although the scenery along the way had prepared Feng Xue, when he walked out of the airport and saw this port city that was much more prosperous than the current demon capital, he was still speechless for a short time.

Then, with an extra bag of salt in hand.

"Sometimes I'm glad I didn't complain about the energy harvester."

Feng Xue muttered quietly and walked out on the street, although there is a clear difference between the style of clothing and the current world, and the language habits are only similar to Chinese, but in general, it is indeed a modern society with a fairly rich people's livelihood.

If there is any difference, it is that the architectural style is full of a strange feeling that is difficult to explain, that is, the kind of aesthetic that is obviously very technological, but it has to fly the eaves and arches.

Unlike the ancient times, where the higher the status, the higher the residence, the world has the aura of a low-status residential building and a high-status living bungalow.

Although this so-called bungalow is a courtyard that looks very high-tech, but full of ancient charm - it is a little more magnificent than Feng Xue's Soviet-style villa (after all, the area is not comparable).

"There's no weird breath, and there's no element frame unique to phantoms......"

Feng Xue let go of her perception, but she didn't notice anything related to strange talk, which is not to say that it was not affected by strange talk, on the contrary, in Feng Xue's view, this is completely the embodiment of the influence of phantom objects on the rules that has been embedded in this world life.

It's like in the current world, if people other than the people of the Yan Kingdom practice martial arts, they can't feel any traces of strange talk on their bodies.

Of course, this may also be the reason why the world's "strange talk is dead".

“！”

Just when Feng Xue was pondering the relationship between the rules of this world and the illusions, a wisp of imperceptible [knowledge] suddenly reflected in his perception.

That [knowledge] is too subtle, and if you change it to ordinary strange talk, it will never be incomprehensible, whether it is born or acquired.

However, for Feng Xue, who started out as a "no" who had experienced the life of "counting single-digit [knowledge] in the Tower of Babylon", no matter how subtle the [knowledge] was, could not escape his perception.

In line with the idea of following the customs of the locals, Feng Xue pinched the sword trick in his hand, and with a casual lead, a sword light suddenly wrapped his body, and then rushed towards the faint wisp of [knowledge].

Feeling that his [immortal] label has gained benefits again, Feng Xue's face has a satisfied look, the label feedback of different worlds is different, in a world without immortals, even if there is this label, as long as it does not generate strange talks, it is just a bunch of specious metaphysics, but in this world with immortals, there are many immortal Taoism that ordinary people also know.

"I see, the fairy monsters in this world belong to the more classical kind, and yes, if it was rune technology, the scientific system would have been directly assimilated."

Feng Xue felt those spells that were quite low-end, and only had a little more energy than the Blinding Method, and the convergence action fell into the corner, because at this moment, he had already noticed the location where the [Knowledge] fell.

A kid who was climbing over the wall - from the exterior wall of a house that looked like it had to be at least five or more.

The child looked to be under ten years of age, with small arms and legs, a red belly pocket, two balls, a small gold bracelet on his left hand, and a piece of red silk wrapped around his right hand.

This kid is not a strange talk, if he wants to say it, it is similar to the "group strange talk parts" of those martial arts masters in Yan Country who can stand up on their fists and walk horses on their arms.

"It's weird, the weird talk in this world is dead, and it stands to reason that the weird talk of the group shouldn't exist...... Or is it the impact of the Strange Talk Token? Or, is there really a strange talk of the 'Romance of the Gods' that has not yet awakened in this world? ”

Looking at the appearance of this child, Feng Xue knew with his sweat that this must be a famous bear child, but it was precisely because of this that he became more and more curious about the strange structure of this world.

But after thinking about it for a while, he didn't talk nonsense, took out the coffin board and squatted in the corner and began to plan......

……

The child standing at the head of the wall was about to jump down as before, but he suddenly hit a transparent barrier, feeling the constantly rippling barrier, and the child couldn't help but puff out his cheeks.

"Why is it open again? Am I exposed? Forget it, it wouldn't be this if it was exposed! ”

The child muttered, reached out and untied the red silk from his wrist, folded it in half and strained it hard, and then pressed the straight edge towards the invisible barrier.

But this time, as if she had not been hindered at all, she passed through the barrier, and when the child saw this, she immediately let go of her hand, and the folded red silk floated in mid-air, as if she was caught in something.

"Whew, it's okay, this trick still works." The child muttered, carefully inserting his fingers along the folded red silk where it fitted, and without much force, he separated it, and then jumped and drilled out of the place where the red silk was circled.

"Hey, you want to lock me up? Dream! ”

The child raised his palms and grimaced with his thumb at his nose, and then turned around, intending to find a beach to play with as usual, but at this moment, a noise that was not too harsh came into his ears—

"Rub la rub la ......"

"What sound?" The child turned his head sharply, and saw a man in black sitting on the side of the road, removing parts from a piece of template.

And in front of him, two wooden villains seemed to be living creatures, and you punched and I kicked each other, which looked so interesting.

The child looked at the novelty for a while, and couldn't help but lean up, pointing to the two little people who were fighting:

"How do you sell this villain?"

Hearing the child's question, Feng Xue raised her eyes, shook her head and said:

"Not for sale!"

"Not for sale? What are you doing here without selling? A little dissatisfaction appeared on the child's face, but Feng Xue spread her hands and said:

"I was playing with a few children a few days ago, I said I would be a fight villain, they didn't believe it, I made an appointment with them to come and see it today, but they didn't come, I'm waiting for someone!"

"They must have seen these villains from afar, and they felt that they had lost face and didn't dare to come!" The child's eyes rolled, and then he said:

"You're your age, and you're still playing with children?"

"Or else? Of course, I have to find a child to play, otherwise I have to find an adult to play? People are happy? ”

Feng Xue threw the coffin board aside, put a few parts together, and it was another villain, this time this villain was holding a big knife, and he rushed directly between the two villains before, cutting them all down one by one.

The child's eyes were hot, and he couldn't help but say:

"It just so happens that I'm out to play, you can't wait for anyone! Why don't we play! ”

About Nezha, even if it is the original Nezha, the pot is on Taiyi Zhenren, he did not accept apprentices and did not teach, but deliberately taught badly, when he beat the Dragon King, what he said was "I am the first official of the Broken Zhou Dynasty", "The master said that it is okay to kill you", seeing the Qiankun bow and the sky-shaking arrow, what he thought in his heart was "The master said that I would later become a pioneer and break into the soup world", it can be seen that Taiyi Zhenren instilled in him what kind of stuff on weekdays!

The child of a feudal official, you teach him to rebel all day long, this is no longer a matter of discipline, it is deliberately leading him to the wrong road.

ps: The problem is that it's not just a matter of money, it's a problem of the network environment, just like on the Eagle Sauce side, even if the people who go online have money, they will also discuss things like shootings, and on the side of the woolly bear, the people who go online will also worry about the battle of Sanmao, even if it's us, there is no shortage of key politicians, right? But now the protagonist can't see the discussion about the war on this world network, which only shows that the war is too far away from the ordinary netizens in this world, and this logic is okay, right?

(End of chapter)