It seemed like I just took a nap, and it seemed like a lifetime had passed. After experiencing a long life and death, I woke up in the coffin.
Luoyang opened his eyes. After a brief blank, his brain entered a new blank, and finally he was severely confused.
This is a dilapidated platform with bumpy concrete pavement. Weeds have grown out of some cracks and pits, and some have flowers, which are colorful and beautiful.
There is a billboard standing on one side of the platform. The glass is broken. There is a yellowed paper pasted in the window. There are pictures and words on it, but I can't see clearly.
Luoyang finally struggled out of his dazed state. He climbed up from the ground with his hands on his hands and walked to the advertising window to read the contents of the paper carefully.
It was a piece of spiritual paper. Fortunately, it was a piece of spiritual paper, otherwise Luoyang would have been in a daze. Just now, he wondered if the ladder to heaven had malfunctioned and teleported him to a remote town in the 1980s and 1990s, instead of
What a secret realm of fairyland.
The picture on the spiritual paper is of a sexy girl wearing a navel-baring dress and a pair of Caribbean shorts.
That is a very interesting pair of pants. All the lines are perfectly outlined. The arcs, vertical lines, and the lines of the skeleton and muscles are also displayed. It is very eye-catching.
There is text next to the picture of the sexy girl, and it is in traditional Chinese. The content: The Feitian Sect pays a lot of money to ask for a child, and he is a disciple. The beautiful senior sister is waiting for you to come and make an appointment, and various secrets of cultivating immortals are waiting for you to learn... The following paragraph of text is missing.
But that is no longer important. What is important is that Luoyang is confused again. What kind of fairyland is this?
Luoyang turned around and looked into the distance. As far as the eye could see, there was a dense forest. On the east side of the road stood a small gray building. On one side of the facade was a tattered cloth banner hanging as a store sign.
Damn, one is vaguely visible
The word "chicken". Luoyang frowned and strode towards the small building. He decided, if that was
If he wanted to "eat German chicken", he would eat that shop, and then find a crooked-necked tree to end this strange life.
That gray small building is not a small building that should be in a serious fairyland. Although Luoyang has never been to the fairyland, he can refer to Su Dongshan's paintings of the city. The small building in the fairyland in his imagination should have blue tiles and wooden walls.
It's an antique-looking building, but it's a small building with a brick-concrete structure.
Moreover, it was originally white, but it was too dirty, so it turned gray. Part of the roof also collapsed, exposing the prefabricated panels that looked like tofu.
The walls are mottled and covered with moss in many places. It looks like an abandoned building. Until now, no one has been seen in Luoyang. This place is eerily quiet.
No one had opened the staircase that day for a long, long time, so it was considered normal that there was no one here. Therefore, until now, there are two places in Luoyang that I can't understand, one is the bus station, and the other is this small brick and concrete building.
"Could it be that the secret realm of the fairy world and the fairy world are two different places with different styles?" Luo Yang pondered in his heart, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
The gray small building arrived. The cloth banner shop sign was dancing slightly in the wind, and the strips of rags were dangling here and there.
indeed one
The word "Chicken" is at the top of the banner. Whether it is traditional Chinese reading habits or simplified Chinese reading habits, it is ranked first, which means that this shop sign cannot be
"Chew the German Chicken", but what kind of chicken it is, there is no way to know. The windows of the small building are boarded up, so you can't see what's going on inside.
The door is also closed, with a slight crack exposed. The paint on the door panel is almost gone, and only the remaining color can be seen that it used to be a red door.
Luoyang came to the door, leaned into the crack of the door and looked inside. Behind the door was a lobby with several square tables and matching benches, but neither the tables nor the benches were in good quality. They were either falling apart or missing.
One or two table legs, stool legs.
Under the front wall is the counter, which is covered with a thick layer of dust. A broken abacus is placed on the counter, and the beads on the abacus are chewed to pieces by insects.
Behind the counter is a shelf with a large glass jar on it, which is mostly filled with turbid liquid. You can vaguely see something soaking in it, but you can't see clearly.
Through the door panel, Luoyang felt the gloomy atmosphere inside, and felt a sense of fear in his heart. Turning around and leaving seemed to be a wise choice, but there was a high chance that there might be clues or information he needed in this small building.
He hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand, pressed against the old and decayed door panel, and carefully pushed it inside.
Gah, gah, gah... The door shaft is covered with dust and does not rotate properly. The door opens very slowly and the sound of the door shaft turning is very harsh.
The door finally opened, and it didn't collapse, which was commendable. Luoyang walked in, and just as his back foot entered the door, the rotten door panel suddenly bounced back and closed with lightning speed.
Bang! Luoyang turned around instinctively and wanted to rush out, but a vine as thick as an arm suddenly sprang out from the decayed door panel and rolled towards him with a crash.
Luoyang stepped forward and flew back. In just a blink of an eye, more vines appeared on the surrounding walls, some with leaves and some with flowers.
For a moment, Luoyang thought it was an illusion and what he saw was an illusion, but he dismissed it in the blink of an eye.
He had the mark on his back and inherited Chi You's Sky-Breaking Hand. The power of Ying's energy was so slippery that he could tell whether it was an illusion or not at a glance.
However, these octopus tentacle-like vines were real and not an illusion. Suddenly, dozens or hundreds of vines rolled towards Luoyang, leaving him with no room to dodge.
At this moment, not only was his legs weak from fear, but his anus was also tightened.
"Ah" a roar came out. But the strange thing was that when he saw that the vines were about to wrap around him, they all retreated back and then disappeared into the wall.
Everything returned to normal, and the small building was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop. Luoyang took a deep breath, but his heart was still beating hard and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.
Kick, kick... The sound of footsteps came from the corridor on one side of the lobby. Luoyang subconsciously grabbed the hilt of the Thunder Sword and prepared to draw the sword.
A young woman came out, with a beautiful face, delicate and small facial features, a wavy hair, and a pair of pearl earrings that matched her fair skin.
She wore a red cheongsam, a pair of red high heels, and red lipstick on her lips, making her look like a socialite from the Republic of China.
Of course, it's more like...a female ghost. The cheongsam girl walked towards her, twisting her waist and raising her buttocks in a catwalk, with an enchanting posture.
An exclamation mark appeared in Luoyang's mind, and then a question mark. From the moment he opened his eyes, the world he was familiar with had already drifted away.
"Sir, do you want to eat chicken?" The cheongsam girl spoke, her voice soft and waxy, with a hint of Wu Nong's soft words, which was very nice to hear.
Luoyang was a little distracted. The cheongsam girl burst out laughing: "Sir, I'm not a tiger and I won't eat you. Why don't you say anything? Did I scare you or do you have something on your mind? Tell me.
The slave family will share your worries."
"Who are you?" Luoyang asked tentatively.
"Nujia Xiaohong." Luoyang: "..." People have a chicken-like spirit, and even their names are chicken-like.
Xiao Hong approached Luoyang, her small waist was as enchanting as water plants.
"Don't come over!" Luoyang held the hilt of the sword tightly and glared, as if you dared to come one step further, I would poke a hole in you with the big sword!
Xiaohong stopped and looked at Luoyang with a smile. There was an indescribable and strange light in her eyes.
Luoyang asked again: "Where is this place?"
"This is a chicken shop. Sir, didn't you see the sign outside?"
"What kind of chicken are you selling here?"
"Hehehe..." Xiaohong laughed wildly,
"Sir, what kind of chicken do you want to eat?" Luoyang knew that the other party was teasing him, but he still asked: "What kind of chicken do you have here?" This woman was so charming that she was obviously a goblin.
When he came in just now, she had actually made a move against him, whether it was an enemy or a friend. Normally, it would be a wise choice for him to either kill the chicken or turn around and leave, but between killing the chicken and leaving, he chose to fight the chicken.
But this is not the result of him changing his head and thinking, but that Xiaohong is right next to the bus stop. She should know a lot of things, and that information is very important to him.
"Sir, I have white chicken here, do you want to try it?" Xiaohong's smile was sweet, and there was a hint of temptation in her voice.
"I like to eat white chicken. I wonder how the white chicken here tastes?" Luoyang said. Before he could finish his words, the cheongsam on Xiaohong's body flew away with a splash and fluttered to the ground.
There was only a red bellyband left on his body, and his chest was bulging, and the groove was like a sliced cheese, which was particularly eye-catching.
The bellyband is long or short, as if it is about to reveal something, but it cannot be seen. Just say you can't see it, and it will take you to see the sea at any time.
"Miss Xiaohong, why are you taking off your clothes?" Luoyang pretended to be surprised.
"Don't you want to eat the chicken? I will serve it to the guest officer right now." Xiaohong giggled. Wow!
The big red bellyband also grew wings and flew away in an instant. A piece of holy light came to my face. One center, two focus points.
If a man who is ambitious wants to be promoted, it is not enough to just grasp the two key points. He must also go deep into the center and work hard to achieve some results.
Although Luoyang was on guard, he was still stunned for a moment. At that moment, Xiaohong pushed him over with a palm from the air.
There was a mysterious seal drawn on her palm, which lit up instantly and then opened. It was originally just a small seal, but in an instant it turned into a bloody mouth, spurting out strips of bloody tentacles, rushing to the top.
Towards Luoyang... Is this the fairyland over there in the notebook?