As he got along with the hearty big girl for a long time, Zhang Liao gradually relaxed, and jokes began to appear in his words. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info This change made Pusira catch it, and she was secretly proud.

As Zhang Liao commented before, the architecture here does give people a strong mix and match style.

The details are all oriental traditional, and in the mixed structure of wood and stone, a large number of structures such as cornices, roll killing, horn kisses, crests, double steps, and vertical belts are used. However, the overall silhouette abandons the traditional combination of dignified and square, and directly adopts the slender and towering alien treatment method, not seeking symmetry, but only seeking group balance - just like the strange Gothic style that was once prevalent in the West.

However, the roof of each building is not the Western treatment method of ten thousand swords, and it has returned to the oriental formula, including hard mountain, hanging mountain, rest mountain, palace and accumulation. On the waistline between the buildings, there are also a series of rainbows, like a covered bridge, and also shoulder the function of an overpass, full of indescribable post-classical magic.

Zhang Liao seemed to have walked into an architectural paradise that he thought about day and night, and was aroused by these unbelievable designs, scratching his ears and cheeks, and only hated that he didn't bring a camera.

There are a lot of pedestrians on the street, but most of them are in a hurry, and they don't have time to take care of this group of cross-border hillbillies.

Zong Fang took advantage of the fact that others were busy watching the scene, approached the big spoon and asked, "Since it is the underworld, what do these soul bodies want to do with their bodies?

"Most of these are family members of officials. It also includes the production of means of subsistence. The construction of a city is not enough with a void soul body. ”

Hearing this, Zong Fang smiled, "The officials of the underworld really want to think about it, they have the power of life and death in their own hands, and if they don't prolong the life of their families, they will move the whole family here to suffer?"

Spoon shook his head, "Who said they were offended? Have you ever heard of 'a man who attains the Tao and a chicken and a dog ascends to heaven'? These family members live in the capital with public officials, in fact, it is the safest. The so-called reincarnation is a drudgery of life and life, and if you can, you can hide it. Although it is not peaceful here, it is under the nose, and anyone will be relieved. ”

"So where did these bodies come from? Could it be that they are all original goods transported across borders? These bureaucrats are also corrupt ......?"

The big spoon pursed his lips and was silent, as if he didn't need to reveal it immediately.

There was a commotion in front of the main street, and several black horses galloped over, all of whom covered their faces with dark silver masks, and their reins trembled, and the horses spread out in all directions, raising a faint black mist on the dustless street.

Pedestrians seemed frightened and rushed to avoid them, and some of them panicked and got into the shops on both sides.

The big spoon pulled Zong Fang into the alley, beckoning Zhang Liao and Dayang Niu to follow quickly. The four of them looked over, and the jockeys rushed to a shop and dismounted—the leader kicked the shop open with his feet up, and led the men to rush in.

The woman's exclamation came from the shop, followed by a man's shout, followed by a few short sounds of gold and iron, and suddenly something exploded!

In the midst of the mixed footsteps, several jockeys withdrew, their black robes somewhat damaged, and some of them revealing the silver armor hidden on their chests.

The leader was the last to withdraw, holding a giant scythe in his left hand, his right hand dripping with blood, and a heart still beating between his fingers.

"Closed shop. He coldly spit out two words, it was the Celestial Empire, but it was extremely blunt.

When a jockey heard this, he raised his hand and shone the heraldic ring at the base of his middle finger at the door of the shop, and a huge circular barrier with intricate symbols surrounded the entire shop, and the walls and gates, which had just been in normal tone, were all turned black and white, not unlike the scene on Huangquan Road.

The crystal glass outside the window quickly lost its luster and began to melt. The goods placed in the window have also turned into black ashes, as if they have been ruthlessly eroded by the years, but they have been accelerated to the extreme for a long time.

The leader tore open the horse's hip side and threw his beating heart into it. At that moment, Zhang Liao could see clearly that most of the bags of hearts were already in the riding bag, about fifteen or sixteen, all of which were beating suddenly, and they seemed to be extremely unwilling.

"Night Governor, our team has lost one man. The soul was blown apart......" someone reminded in a low voice.

"If you can't pick it up, you won't pick it up - these stowaways have two brushes, and casualties are inevitable. The jockey, who was called the Night Governor, floated on his horse and shook the reins into a wave of rapid waves, "Next target, 427 Tim Shou Street!"

More than a dozen horses' hooves gave birth to a billowing black mist, just like when they came, rushing forward almost silently, without slowing down at the corner of the street, suddenly turning a sharp corner, and disappearing instantly.

"Who are these people, and how dare they be so arrogant here?" Zhang Liao looked at the big spoon dumbfounded.

"This dress is the standard for pickets on night tours. The big spoon gently let go of the arm that was covering Zong Fang. "Those who don't have legal visas will be decided, and those of us who have climbed over the wall will be counted. ”

"Night picketing, it's not bright now, but it's not nighttime. "Pusira had been hoping that the sunlight would break through the haze of the underworld, otherwise her spear of holy light would never have been able to condense. Therefore, I pay special attention to the changes in the sky.

"There are two types of pickets, day and night. The former patrols in the yang world, and the latter focuses on the underworld. It's about the same as the Gestapo......" Scoop glared at Pusira, trying to pick a language that was easy for the other party to understand. "Let's get out of the main street and walk through the alleys as much as we can. ”

Zhang Liao, who was extremely curious, followed the footsteps of the big spoon, "I basically understand what you said, similar to the secret police arresting refugees." It's just that they are too ruthless...... What the hell is it to dig your heart without locking or cuffing?"

"The heart is the place where the soul can be hidden. They want souls, and they use their target's heart as a cage to temporarily imprison their soul, so they don't need to carry other containers - they enjoy the ease of travel. But ......"

Spoon paused slightly, "It's a pity for those abandoned shells." In the underworld, an original flesh and bone bag is worth a lot, and if you go back to the store now, you can probably see the official ghoul cleaning up the scene. ”

These new concepts make the listener feel a little uncomfortable, and there is no pleasure in gaining new knowledge at all.

Zong Fang muttered to himself, "I always thought that the abode of the soul was the brain......" The big spoon smiled lightly, and his feet did not stop. "The brain is just the hard drive, the soul is the central processing unit, and they are all plugged into the motherboard of the heart, connected by arteries. ”

No matter how you hear this, it's a bit pseudoscientific, Zhang Liao subconsciously refuted, "Then the body-"

"The body is equivalent to a water-cooled chassis, and it has nothing to do with the motherboard. The big spoon seemed to have anticipated this question, and instantly cut it off.

This old spy from the secular law enforcement agency 749 is increasingly revealing an unexpected side. Even the leader of the tombstone team in charge of his supervisor was confused, as if the white-headed chef in front of him was constantly pulling out strange ingredients from the empty pot, but he didn't know which dish was made in the end.

Turning around, I walked through countless dark and deep alleys and came to a dangerous building. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a dangerous building, Zhang Liao tilted his neck at a right angle and did not see the top clearly. And it is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and it is quite crumbling. Every ten zhang, a cornice is picked out, and the dark shadow is projected on the building, creating an atmosphere of convergence of form and spirit.

The four of them stepped into the dimly lit floor, and only a middle-aged woman was slumped on the sofa and napping, with a broom next to her, apparently a cleaning staff. She has a wide and fat body, two legs of meat are split, and she sleeps very sweetly, and the degree of nasal polyp swelling can be clearly judged from the decibel level of the hulu.

The spoon ignored it, and the others didn't squeak. They all poured into an iron cage, and with a pull of the wrench, the door of the cage closed, and it began to creak up.

The other three looked at each other, and Pusira couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Actually an elevator......? There's everything!" Zhang Liao agreed, "It's too unclassical, tsk." ”

Zong Fang didn't agree, and thought about it for a while, "It's reasonable." There is no reason why the main cities of the underworld, such as Xudu, will be more backward than the development of worldly technology. If scientists from all dynasties and dynasties had come here to report here at the end of their lives, it would have been more developed. ”

"Oh, if you think about it this way, it seems that it is still a little backward here......" Zhang Liao felt that it made sense.

Bang, the elevator stopped.

The group walked through the long corridor again, and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous wooden door. Half of the brass metal number was unfixed and drooping, and Pusira tilted her head mischievously to see that there was a string of Arabic numerals on it—142578

Zhang Liao, who was born as an architect, also noticed it, and his body couldn't help but sudden. Without waiting to think about it, the door had opened from the inside, and an ordinary living room appeared in front of everyone.

The furniture has no fixed style, it seems to be old things from flea markets, mixed and matched at random, because of the generally dull tones, but also very harmonious.

When everyone entered the room, they didn't see the master, and they were wondering to themselves - the door behind them closed silently, and a figure rushed out from behind the door and jumped directly into the arms of the big spoon.

The other three people are not mediocre hands, they didn't notice that there was someone behind the door before, but now they all turned around and made an offensive and defensive posture, and they didn't have enough posture, and slowly took it back......

The sneak attacker was clearly not malicious—not only malicious, but well-intentioned!

A woman in her forties was tightly wrapping around Comrade Shao Jinfu's neck, lingering around her lips. I can't see the joint part of the lips and teeth, judging from the tightness, it is definitely the tongue kiss.

Everyone is a little embarrassed, the big spoon is a little older, he is a big brother, and now he has no intention of bumping into other people's such a spring, but it seems that the little brothers are abrupt. Of course, this so-called "everyone" in no way includes Pusila. The big girl is admiring it with interest, her hands are about to move, and she seems to be ready for some applause. After all, the cultural background is different - Zhang Liao was so relieved.

In silence, the smacking sound lasted for a full five minutes before the person struggled out of his selflessness. The two pressed each other's faces, and the big spoon raised his hand to gently wipe away a trace of tears from the corners of each other's eyes. He whispered, "I'm back, and I'll definitely take you away." Not now, we still have to do something. Come, I'll introduce you—"

The two of them hugged each other's waists intimately, turned to face the three spectators, and stretched out their arms, "All of them are my friends." They are all big living people. They have a lot of doubts, if you are free, help me make up for them. After all, you're an educator, so you're better at preaching and teaching......"

The middle-aged woman smiled, she maintained her figure very well, except for the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, she was still a Peugeot beauty.

"Hello everyone. I'm Lin Mengjie, you can call me Mrs. Shao. ”