A pair of dark eyes suddenly appeared in Yan Yan's mind.
They were simple, kind, calm, and particularly bright eyes. You could tell at a glance that this was a very talented child.
What has such a good child experienced? He has become what he is now and will be entangled by the devil?
Thinking of Chen Zhen’s true appearance now, Yan Yan couldn’t sit still, put away the paper and pen, and walked out.
With the door closed next door, Yan Yan could hear Bo Chengxian carefully teach He Ji's introductory homework.
She walked past the door lightly, and when she was going down the wooden stairs, she met the inn shopkeeper who was walking up slowly.
Seeing Yan Yan, the inn shopkeeper immediately smiled enthusiastically and bowed: "Miss, the house money for today has not been settled yet. If you are convenient, you will settle it now."
Yan Yan took out two low-grade spirit stones from his sleeve bag, threw them up and down in his hand but did not give them to the other party, and smiled at the inn shopkeeper, "Let me take a vein and I will give you the spirit stone."
The inn shopkeeper was stunned at first, but soon showed the kind smile that the merchants used to be.
He rolled up one of his sleeves and reached in front of Yan Yan, smiling and said, "Haha, the little boss is so naughty. OK, please call me, as long as you are happy!"
Yan Yan was not polite, and directly put his finger on the wrist of the inn shopkeeper.
After counting breaths, Yan Yan smiled and said, "Okay, take this!"
While she was talking, she bent her fingers and two spirit stones had already flown to the inn shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper took the spirit stone into his hand and bowed again with a smile: "Thank you little boss." After turning his wrist, two spirit stones slid into the sleeve bag.
Yan Yan was about to go downstairs, but the shopkeeper turned around and asked with a smile: "The little Dong family just asked about the pulse, can you tell me what symptoms are there?"
Looking back, he blinked playfully, Yan Yan smiled: "The shopkeeper is very good and he is safe for a hundred years!"
The shopkeeper smiled: "Hehe, thank you little boss, I'm sorry for your good words!"
Yan Yan also smiled, turned around and continued walking downstairs.
Just the moment he turned around, his face quickly became gloomy.
After quickly going down the stairs, Yan Yan didn't even have a silver light coming out of the yard. Mahaloga had turned into a silver sword and carried her into the air.
The inn shopkeeper behind him went upstairs step by step, as if he had never seen a person like Yan Yan.
Yan Yan originally planned to rush to the tea shop, but after thinking about it, the sword under her feet turned to Tan Xiangzi's thatched cottage.
When she landed in the yard of the thatched cottage, Tan Xiangzi was sitting behind the desk in a private school in a daze.
The old man was in front of him with the pot of wine from yesterday, and the mud seal in the jar was still showing no sign of opening.
When Yanyan walked in, she saw that there was not a single student in the private school, and Tan Xiangzi sat alone.
When the old man saw her coming, he was not surprised at all, as if he was waiting for her to come.
Yan Yan swept away the desks in the private school and sat down behind a desk directly opposite Tan Xiangzi.
Tan Xiangzi glanced at Yan Yan with a strange look.
She was sitting in the seat where Chen Zhen usually attends class.
"Tell me, why are you coming here again?"
Tan Xiangzi spoke with obvious impatientness. He pushed the wine pot in front of him to the side in annoyance and stared at Yan Yan through the two tables.
Yan Yan had a blank expression on his face: "How did Chen Zhen die?"
Unexpectedly, she blurted out this way. Tan Xiangzi's eyes jumped suddenly and she almost subconsciously looked out, as if she was afraid that someone would hear it.
Seeing that there was no one in the yard, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Yan Yan with an even more angry eyes: "What are you talking nonsense!"
Yan Yan ignored the old man's beard and stared at Tan Xiangzi opposite him with clear big eyes, and asked again: "Is Chen really dead related to other people in the town?"
The old man couldn't sit still this time, so he jumped up and ran out to close the yard of the cottage with a "slam" and then put on the sling. He ran back and closed the wooden door of the private school.
With his back against the door panel, his eyes stared at Yan Yan, and his voice roared angrily: "What the hell do you want to say!"
Yan Yan's eyes were calm, but she kept looking at her: "I know everything."
Tan Xiangzi stared at her eyes. After a moment, he suddenly shouted: "What do you know? What else can you know besides talking nonsense? Gangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbangbang
But I have to drive people away with my own hands!"
Tan Xiangzi suddenly became extremely excited, her face flushed with abnormal flush, and she rolled up her sleeves as if she wanted to fight Yan Yan.
Yan Yan sat in Chen Zhen's seat, not even moving the place, and kept looking at the hysterical Tan Xiangzi opposite him quietly: "I understand, Chen Zhen is actually dead, and the rest of the people in this town are also dead.
There are no living people in the whole town.”
Tan Xiangzi's face suddenly turned pale when he heard Yan Yan's words, and his lips couldn't help but tremble: "How did you know?"
After asking this, Tan Xiangzi seemed to have been suddenly pulled away by someone, staring at Yan Yan with his mouth open.
He seemed to suddenly realize that he had missed his mouth.
After a while, the old man finally showed despair and frustration on his old face.
His shoulders suddenly collapsed, and his entire tight body collapsed on the door panel in an instant.
Tan Xiangzi seemed powerless to speak, but he still couldn't stop his curiosity: "How did you know this secret? It's impossible to see it in this town..."
Seeing the old man losing all his energy in an instant, it seemed that the wrinkles on his face suddenly became much deeper...
Yan Yan suddenly felt a little sad.
An old man, in this town full of dead people, struggled to protect the soul of his students. He could not see the future or know when it would be over. His mood was actually more miserable than anyone else.
Standing up, Yan Yan picked up the pot of wine on the table, slapped the mud seal, and handed the wine jar to Tan Xiangzi.
Tan Xiangzi looked up at the girl standing in front of him, and his eyes accidentally bumped into a pair of clear and sincere eyes.
The old man reached out to take the wine pot and took a bite. A little blood finally appeared on his pale face.
Yan Yan explained: "You are right. Others can't see what's wrong here, but I can."
"Because you have the power of space."
Tan Xiangzi calmed down and responded very quickly. As soon as Yan Yan started talking, he had already thought of the reason.
Yan Yan nodded: "That's right, as you said, what others experienced in this town is actually all hallucinations, because this space has long been tampered with and controlled by others. As long as people enter here, they can't actually control their cultivation.
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"However, I am not restricted by this, because I am a space force. Therefore, I can automatically avoid the restraint of the space force that exists in space."
Tan Xiangzi immediately shook his head and interrupted Yan Yan: "Impossible!"