After thinking of this, Zhou Qingdui hurriedly ran towards the stall of the previous eight-character nonsense man. When he arrived, it was empty.

Zhou Qingwan looked around again, as if he realized something, and then turned his head and ran towards the house of the eight-character nonsense man.

Eventually, when he arrived, the house ceased to exist, but became a bustling city, with cries of selling and bargaining.

Zhou Qingwan thought at first that he had taken the wrong path, and ran back and forth several times, and finally confirmed that this was the place where the house of the previous Bazi Hudao man was located.

The house without a plaque was transformed into a scene in front of him, why did the eight-character nonsense man do this, and where did he go?

Recalling what the eight-character nonsense man told him last night, this place seems to be a divine capital where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment, but in fact it is a ghost town, which is embarrassing. In fact, whether it is a person or a ghost, it may not be a kind of happiness to be able to live like this.

Many questions filled Zhou Qingdu's mind, and his thoughts were fruitless.

In the end, Zhou Qingdui walked to the southeast gate again with his sword in hand. At this time, Zhou Qingdui saw the city gate in its entirety, which was not tall and somewhat mottled compared to other city gates, and it was already entrenched in the roots of old trees. In fact, from here alone, it is far from the prosperity of this city.

Perhaps, this is what makes this city different from other places.

Zhou Qingdui looked up at the city wall above him again, and after confirming that he could try to jump out with his physical strength at such a height, he took a step back. Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qingdu's soles jumped up like the wind, and he jumped directly out of this high city wall.

When Zhou Qingdui stepped on the city wall, he was overjoyed, and he was taking a step to jump out. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the city wall, he was shocked by an extremely strong force and flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

Then, Zhou Qingwan got up from the ground again, held the fairy sword Chaolu, and jumped up again. This time, after stepping firmly on the city wall, he no longer chose to step out directly, but swung the sword in his hand and swept towards the air in front of him.

It's a pity that the sword is too good in the world to be a sword, but the people who use it can't exert one-thousandth of its power. Therefore, Zhou Qingwan was shocked back by the invisible power again, and this time he fell to the ground along with the sword in his hand.

"Sure enough, this city is already a space similar to the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, and the prohibition on it is impossible for me to force it in my current state." Zhou Qingwan clutched his chest and coughed, and said with a wry smile.

Zhou Qingdui knew that people here couldn't see him at all, and they couldn't hear him talking, so he chose such an upright act.

Zhou Qingdui picked up the fairy sword that he threw on the ground, and suddenly thought of the ranger who walked the rivers and lakes with a sword, at the beginning, he was actually killed and would not believe such a person, and the sword he carried was one of the best swords in the world.

"If Qi Yan knew that his sword was so miserable with me, I don't know how he would feel." Zhou Qingdui looked at the fairy sword in his hand and couldn't help laughing at himself.

Then, Zhou Qingdui just turned his head indifferently, and saw that there was a little girl in light yellow clothes looking at him on the side of the alley facing the city gate. Zhou Qingwan didn't care at first, just turned his head to look at the mottled city gate behind him, and then turned around and walked over with his sword.

When Zhou Qingdui had just turned around and walked out of this alley, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and Zhou Qingdui followed the prestige, and the little girl in the pale yellow dress was running towards this side with hard steps. So, Zhou Qingdui turned around and stopped, looking at the little girl with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

Zhou Qingdui was just wondering if the little guy could see himself, when he heard a young child's voice ringing in his ears.

"Brother......" The little girl stood in place and timidly shouted two words to Zhou Qingdu.

Zhou Qingdui was already able to confirm that the little guy could see himself at this time, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and walked in her direction.

When Zhou Qingdui stood in front of the little girl, he smiled and asked, "What's wrong?" Bub. ”

The little girl didn't speak, she stretched out her little hand and pulled Zhou Qingdui's sleeve to go back, Zhou Qingwan didn't know why, so she simply followed her.

In the end, the little girl trotted all the way to Zhou Qingdui to a house, the decoration of this house looked good, the door was not closed, and Zhou Qingdui followed the little girl in.

After entering the courtyard gate, Zhou Qingdui glanced around, and asked the little girl who was tightly pulling her sleeves and now letting go, "Little guy, is this your home?" ”

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily.

Before Zhou Qingdui could continue to ask, the little girl spread her feet and ran into the house, and Zhou Qingdui had no choice but to follow her.

When you enter the house, you will be greeted by a wooden bed. On the bed, there were two white bones with a bone in the waist that had been amputated by the waist.

The little girl ran to the bed without stopping, hugging the two dry bones, tears suddenly sliding from the corners of her eyes.

"You ......" Zhou Qingwan hesitated, and finally just spit out a word.

The little girl didn't turn her head, and her tone was surprisingly flat: "Brother, my father and mother have become like this, is it not in this world?" ”

Zhou Qingdui didn't speak, or he didn't know how to answer.

The little girl in light yellow clothes stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned to look at Zhou Qingdu, and whimpered for a long time before saying, "Brother...... Can you ...... Can you help me bury my father. Only...... Just bury it in the yard, I'm too young...... Can't lift it. I ran out on my own to find someone...... None of them...... No one paid any attention to me. ”

Zhou Qingwan was silent for a while, and finally reached out and touched the little girl's head, grinning and said, "Brother help you, don't cry when your tears are wiped dry, your face is crying like a little cat." ”

The little girl nodded, and finally made a way, looking well-behaved but extremely distressing.

Just like that year, a stormy night. At that time, he was also so helpless.

Zhou Qingdui walked to the bed and reached out to lift the two white bones, but he felt a fierce but extremely familiar sword aura above them.

Zhou Qingwan was stunned, his hands involuntarily began to tremble, and the fairy sword in his hand fell to the ground violently.

The sound of the sword landing on the ground was particularly harsh at this time.

In the end, Zhou Qingdui turned his head to look at the little girl with tears in her eyes, his heart had never been so painful.