Gao Wu: Returning from the Tomb of Gods, I am invincible!

Chapter 747 A living person cannot come out...

"Is it a passing traveler or a businessman?"

The voice was a little hoarse, like an old blower.

It makes people subconsciously feel a little restless.

It was a crooked figure.

Strangely, he was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, holding a dim oil lamp in his hand.

Under the light, his face flickered.

It was an old face covered with wrinkles, like tree bark.

"Everyone, no matter what your status is, you should stay in the small town for one night."

"It's not peaceful outside the city at night."

The hoarse voice is very uncomfortable.

The voice was also a little strange, somewhat different from the Dragon Kingdom official.

It's like a local dialect with some history.

"Son..."

Yang Pojun and Murong Beidou looked at each other.

It was already obvious that something was wrong with this damn place.

Even a fool would never regard the old man outside the city gate as an ordinary person.

But the question is how to deal with it...

"retreat……"

Murong Beidou was about to say retreat and leave here.

This city gave him a very ominous premonition.

He suspected that there might not be any living people in this city!

But the words had just left his mouth.

He suddenly woke up.

There was actually thick fog spreading behind.

In an instant, a large area behind was completely shrouded in thick fog.

Only this small piece of open space in front of the city gate is still a pure land.

But the thick fog is still spreading slowly this way.

With this posture, the city will be completely swallowed up by thick fog in a few minutes at most!

"Everyone, the ghost mist is here. No living person has ever come out after being swallowed by it. If we don't enter the city, it will be too late..."

The old man in a coir raincoat and bamboo hat turned around slowly while holding a lamp.

It seems that he no longer cares about this group of people and wants to take refuge in the city on his own.

After pondering for a moment, Murong Beidou made a decision.

He quickly pulled the reins and said, "Old man, wait a minute."

He hastened to catch up.

Seeing this, Yang Pojun did not dare to neglect and quickly asked his team to follow.

The situation at hand cannot be separated any further.

The team approached the city gate.

The thick fog followed the team like a shadow.

Leave no stone unturned.

It was already about to touch the rear of the carriage.

"Come in quickly."

The old man stopped at the city gate.

Murong Beidou immediately followed him into the city gate.

Soon came the rest of the team.

I saw the wheels of the carriage slowly rolling into the city gate.

The old man immediately wanted to close the door.

But Murong Beidi grabbed his hand.

"Old man, why are you in such a hurry?"

"We can't let Guiwu come in. I saved your lives, you strangers. Don't be ignorant."

The old man's voice was calm.

There was no change in his expression, and he looked a bit gloomy under the oil lamp.

"Ghost Mist? Why is it called Ghost Mist? Uncle, you said it's dangerous outside the city. So what exactly is dangerous?"

Murong Beidou did not give in.

"What can we have? There are many wild beasts and insects in the wild mountains."

The old man let go of his hand.

There seems to be no intention of closing the door.

Turn around directly:

"Come with me and I'll take you to a place to stay."

After saying that, he went his own way, picked up the oil lamp and turned around to leave.

Murong Beidou narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the old man with a serious expression.

Originally he was holding the old man's hand.

But he didn't realize it before the old man's hand came out.

This……

The plain-looking old man in front of me is definitely not simple!

"Master, let's wait here at the city gate all night. There is something wrong with that guy, and the fog outside the city seems to have stopped coming."

Yang Pojun spoke.

Murong Beidou did not answer in a hurry.

His eyes swept forward silently.

Behind the city gate is a wide street.

But it is not a modern cement or asphalt road.

The ground is a road paved with bluestones.

The buildings further away have no modern meaning at all.

The one-story house looks like an ancient building.

Such a scene gives people a feeling of traveling back in time.

"Pojun, did you pay attention to the two words outside the city gate just now? That should be the name of this city."

"Young Master... that doesn't seem to be a modern word, but part of it seems to be somewhat similar to the two characters..."

Murong Beidou suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

look back.

The city gate that was open just now was closed at some point!

Between the gaps in the city gate, there seemed to be white gas slowly infiltrating into the city.

"Which of you closed the door?"

Murong Beidou asked sharply.

"Sir, we didn't touch it at all..."

"Sir, I remember I just saw that the city gates were still open..."

A chill couldn't help but spread in Murong Beidou's heart.

"Sir, this may not be entirely a bad thing. At least the heavy fog has been resisted, but looking at this situation...the fog will still spread in."

Yang Pojun frowned slightly.

He obviously paid attention to the city wall.

Obviously the thick fog just now has not changed at all.

Why did it become like this in the blink of an eye?

"Squeak~Squeak~"

The rocking sound of the carriage suddenly became more distant.

Murong Beidou's eyelids suddenly jumped.

The fear in my heart was instantly dispelled.

"Po Jun! Take down that old guy!"

"It doesn't matter what he is doing, as long as he shows up, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

"Yes!"

Yang Pojun saluted.

Immediately he dismounted, his figure flashed past like an afterimage, and he instantly caught up with the old man walking slowly on the street in front of him.

He grabbed the old man's shoulder.

"Follow!"

Murong Beidou behind saw this and immediately ordered.

He glanced at the carriage.

Anyway, no matter what the situation, someone will tell you the truth, so what is there to be afraid of?

He even thought it would be nice to stir up something to mess with that guy's good deeds.

"What the hell is this place?"

Murong Beidou immediately rushed to Yang Pojun's side.

The old man was very honest in Yang Pojun's hands.

Even a little unresponsive.

He didn't seem to care at all about being caught.

"Songping City, do you guys have any questions?"