The location of Belvedere is halfway up the mountain, and Zhuo Yifan feels very strange about such a strange location. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info you must know that living by the mountains and rivers and chasing water and grass is an ideal choice for people to build a city, so the foot of the mountain has become the first choice for people to live, and the location of the halfway up the mountain is obviously a deliberate trace.

Zhuo Yifan faintly felt that this small city seemed to be deliberately designed, there was something strange in it, it always felt wrong, and there was even a conspiracy, as for what kind of conspiracy, he couldn't tell for a while.

Looking up at the mountains in front of him, the houses in Belvedere were faintly visible, but Zhuo Yifan felt that they were very abrupt and awkward. Obviously there is such a wide place at the foot of the mountain, why did it have to be built on a steep halfway up the mountain, is it to deliberately highlight its mystery?

The further up he went, the steeper the road up the mountain became, and Zhuo Yifan had to lead the horse forward, and everywhere was bare, as if no one had moved.

Walking and walking, Zhuo Yifan came to a mountain valley, straight and steep from top to bottom, and looked down seriously, he could also see some torn clothes, and even some scattered bone frames, which should be people and animals who fell.

Stepping over the dangling wooden ladder, Zhuo Yifan was a little frightened when he led the horse, but if he wanted to enter Belvedere, he had to overcome the fear in his heart. Halfway through, the wooden ladder shook so much that it was about to throw people and horses down.

Zhuo Yifan only understood at this time why there were so many bone racks in the mountain stream, and it turned out that it was really easy to fall.

At this time, Zhuo Yifan was already hanging in the air with the horse, in a dilemma, he could only walk forward cautiously, and every step seemed to be fighting with death.

Trembling and staggering, Zhuo Yifan still overcame the fear in his heart and walked through the wooden ladder.

Standing at the end of the ladder, it was hard for him to imagine how Steward Mei had come here in the first place, knowing that he was very old and had no martial arts.

After leaving the wooden ladder, the further up he went, the more and more people flowed, and Zhuo Yifan was very strange when they came, because he didn't meet anyone on the road.

Are there any other ways up the mountain?

This is Zhuo Yifan's most reasonable explanation, otherwise, why didn't he meet people who came to Belvedere along the way?

The houses in the Belvedere are completely different from those in the Central Plains, and the exterior is decorated with colorful decorations, most of which are colorful strips of cloth, decorating with a mysterious sense that is difficult to tell.

Entering the narrow bazaar, there is shouting everywhere, and the roadside stalls are full of all kinds of heads, including cow heads, pig heads, sheep heads, and of course, the most common ones. Looking at the blood-drenched heads, it is as if you are in a mass graveyard or a slaughterhouse.

"The magic weapon of the people of the rivers and lakes, two gold ingots and one piece, are sold cheaply!" a person shouted loudly.

The people gathered to watch were three layers inside and three layers outside, and Zhuo Yifan finally squeezed in.

I saw a very strangely dressed person, holding a head in his hand and shouting loudly. Looking at his outfit, he looks a bit like a Taoist priest, but he is not exactly the same as a Taoist priest, a bit like a charlatan.

"Is it really the head of a man of the rivers and lakes?" asked one onlooker.

The strangely dressed man glanced at him, looked disdainful, and said, "Can this kind of thing be asked nonsense? Of course, they are all the heads of people in the rivers and lakes, and they are all fake!"

"It's not that we don't believe it, it's just that we can't see human flesh, it's all bones, who can see it?" the man questioned.

"This brother, everyone came all the way here, of course, all to buy back the magic weapon to exorcise demons and ward off evil spirits, as Belvedere, it's all this kind of business, the signboard is here, how can I fool everyone with a fake West, that wouldn't be an unscrupulous warlock, that will be damned, no one dares to joke about this!"

The mystery of the warlock, it turned out that the weakness was in heaven's punishment, and everyone seemed to understand it, and they all nodded yes.

"Then we can know how you got the heads of these people, did you kill them yourself?" asked the other.

"Uh, we have our own channels, you just need to know that they are really people from the rivers and lakes, as for how they got it, it's better not to know, curiosity kills the cat!"

After hearing this, everyone quickly silenced, as if they would be worried about their lives in the next moment.

"What kind of people use the magic weapons of the people of the rivers and lakes?" asked Zhuo Yifan.

The strange warlock looked up at Zhuo Yifan, and said quietly: "Of course, it is used by people who run the rivers and lakes, this is called mutual restraint and reciprocation, and the right medicine is prescribed." ”

"Could it be that the magic weapon used in the sword-casting villa is still the head of the sword-casting shopkeeper?" Zhuo Yifan asked rhetorically.

"Clever, that's true, but I don't sell this kind of little magic weapon here. ”

A small magic weapon?

Zhuo Yifan doesn't know what's going on, does it mean that its power is small?

Looking at Zhuo Yifan's puzzled look, the strange warlock continued: "The so-called small magic weapon is a magic weapon that uses a small number of people. Not only are there only a limited number of people who can use this kind of magic weapon, but the head of the sword-casting shopkeeper is even more limited, and it is often out of stock. And there are so many people who run the rivers and lakes, this is a great magic weapon, and business will be uninterrupted. ”

Hearing this explanation, Zhuo Yifan felt that the heads of his father and second uncle were cut off by someone who specialized in the small magic weapon business?

"Are there a lot of people selling small magic weapons in this market?"

"Yes, it's just that there are relatively few magic weapons in Sword Casting Villa as you said. ”

"Then where can I go to get the magic weapon of Sword Forge Villa?"

"There should be a conjuring view, they have a complete range there. ”

It's really a conjuring view, it seems that Steward Mei is really a magic weapon for conjuring spirits.

"The magic weapons of the people of the rivers and lakes are sold cheaply, and if you miss them, you won't have them!" shouted the man in the strange warlock dress again.

"We often go out to fight and kill, can we really keep us safe?" asked a man who looked like he was running the rivers and lakes.

"Look at what I said! The reason why our Belvedere is so famous is not because of its miraculous miracles? Hurry up and buy it, don't hesitate any longer, there is no such shop in this village......

Zhuo Yifan watched everyone rush up to buy magic weapons made of human heads, and he was also driven by this kind of excited and complicated emotions, as if they really had such an evil effect.

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly walked in the direction of the Conjuring Spirit, and along the way he saw skulls everywhere, and the whole market seemed to be a mass graveyard, but there were no graves here, and some were just skulls.

Zhuo Yifan was very puzzled, how could such a strange business be allowed to exist? Could it be because the Emperor Tiangao was far away and was in a border place, so no one cared about it?

Seeing that some people were holding the ritual weapons they had invited to their chests, the deep feeling of comfort came to their faces, and their whole expressions were full of conviction.