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The biscuit shop on the street is steaming hot, sprinkled with sesame seeds, the fragrance is wafting for miles.Fang Shiyi squatted on the eaves above the shop, moved the tip of his nose, took a deep breath, and murmured: "It's quite fragrant..."

Mingming slept all night, and finally realized that something was wrong after being pinched awake, he scanned his surroundings vigilantly, and couldn't help but pecked his wrist when he heard the words.

No matter what time it is, I still want to eat it!

Fang Shiyi put it into his sleeve with a smile, and leaped down the eaves with the sword in his hands. People came and went, adults led children, old people hunched over, and wild dogs chased each other. It seemed so natural.

It is this nature that is more chilling.

Fang Shiyi was very clear - when he entered the city, the city had been dilapidated for a long time and was full of grayness. Not to mention the living, the dead only had bones, and the residents of the entire city were only a nest of spiders and flying insects.

He seemed to have wandered off for a while, and reached a place where the living should not enter.

What are these "people" around him now... He dare not make a rash judgment.

"If it's a killing formation, Fourth Martial Uncle should have noticed it earlier than me." Fang Shiyi sat down at a random place, squinted his eyes and looked at the dark sky, "Well, anyway, don't leave the inn too far."

People passing by nearby glanced at him and threw a few copper coins pitifully.

Fang Shiyi was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that it was interesting to resume his old job, so he held his chin and laughed, "Thank you very much."

He is good-looking, and people come and go for a while, and he has a lot of harvest. Everyone comes to see this beautiful beggar.A few real beggars nearby were glaring at him, but he pretended not to notice, rubbing the bird's head casually with one hand.

Eldest senior brother sat on the ground calmly, enjoying the food that came from him, and he was quite proud that no one would bump into him.

It's a pity that Fang Shiyi's mouth might have been pecked by a crow. Just as he finished thinking, a boy's voice suddenly sounded from above: "Hey, Fellow Daoist! Are you also dragged into this place?"

"..." I was really afraid of something.

The Fang picker stood up like a dog, counted the harvest, left a few copper coins, and handed the rest to the beggar who stared at him for a long time.The person who spoke jumped off the roof and rushed over: "You..."

Seeing Fang Shiyi's appearance clearly, the almond-eyed and peach-cheeked young boy stared even wider: "You are... Fang Shiyi!"

……

People are afraid of famous pigs.

Fang Shiyi smiled politely, carefully looked at the boy who was half a head shorter than him in front of him, noticed the Fangding pattern tattooed on the boy's sleeve, and asked thoughtfully, "Your Excellency... from the Medicine Sect?"

"Yes!" The young man nodded heartily, showing his small canine teeth in a smile, "My name is Yu Xingyou, the third disciple of the Medicine Sect. I know you. You are Fang Suyi from Shanhaimen. You have been friends with me for a long time. Unfortunately, you have been running around all these years. The sword trial meeting has been postponed again and again, and there is no chance to learn from you."

Fang Shiyi felt that the name sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered who this dear friend was——Back then, when a vision was born, a careless young disciple of the Medicine Sect took someone up the mountain to fly a kite and was struck by lightning. He went down and smashed a garden of flowers and plants to death, and the confession was even posted on the Cultivation of Immortals tabloid.

is a talent.

Worth dating.

After Fang Shiyi finished summarizing, his smile became more sincere: "How did Junior Brother Yu get here?"

"Hey, I don't know either." Yu Xingyou scratched his head wonderingly, "There was a good news from the front line. Uncle Master led us back to the Medicine Sect, and came in to have a rest after passing through this city. I suddenly heard a strange noise in the middle of the night , got up and found that my brother was gone, opened the door and walked out to have a look, and here we are.”

Fang Shiyi nodded: "I am in the same situation as you."

The Medicine Sect loves to be charitable and charitable, hanging pots to help the world, and has always been good friends with all sects and sects, not only in the realm of cultivation, but also in the human world, accepting disciples from other sects, spreading them all over Central Continent, and giving pulses to ordinary people for medical treatment.

Fang Shiyi has long wanted to make friends with the disciples of the Medicine Sect, and now he doesn't blush and get knocked out of his old career.

"Brother Fang, don't worry." Yu Xing looked right at Fang's collection of relics and was heartless, "My brother and the elder will definitely find us."

"I suddenly remembered something." Fang Shiyi took out the broken fan, "It is recorded in "Sanji of the Ten Spirit Lords" that Yi Lingjun has a special physique and can often communicate with yin and yang. Years ago, I was surrounded by unfamiliar people and unfamiliar scenery. Lord Yiling almost didn't find his way back, and after three years, he returned to the present world, which is called the "backtracking state."

The uneducated bird and Yu Xingyou tilted their heads in a daze.

"To put it simply, we may be dragged into the past. This is a place that looks like an illusion, not an illusion, like this world, and not this world. Be careful not to get lost." Fang Suyi was still thinking about the sesame seed on the street, and walked to the shop on the street A few days ago, I bought a biscuit with the remaining copper plate.

Yu Xing hissed: "Brother Fang, are you hungry? Dare to eat this... I see that you have a fat bird in your sleeve. It's really hungry, why don't you roast it."

It flew out whistling, chasing Yu Xing and pecking right.

Fang Shiyi lowered his head and sniffed the hot pancakes, and said leisurely, "It tastes good."

When he was a child, he lived and slept in the open, hungry and full. The fondest memory is probably that the old beggar got a few copper coins and bought him a sesame seed cake.He didn't understand anything, he was greedy and greedy, he was hungry for another two days, he wolfed down half of it, and when he looked up at the old beggar's stinky face, he remembered something, broke off half and handed it over.But the old beggar slapped his hand away and hummed, "I bought three cakes, I ate two, and I'll give you the smallest one."

The little boy didn't think much, so he finished eating the biscuits without worry, and the old beggar would be too hungry to get up when he turned around.

He recalled the past and thought, the sesame seed cake given to him by the old beggar was still delicious.

"What kind of bird is this? It's quite fierce." Yu Xing caught Ming Ming right and flicked it at the fat bird's bulging belly, overjoyed.Fang Shiyi saw that they were over, walked to the corner, and waved to Yu Xing to the right.

Yu Xing ran over from the right, Fang Shiyi smiled at him, took out a talisman paper, and stuck it on the sesame seed cake.

With a flash of golden light, the sesame seed trembled, and in the next moment, it screamed, gave birth to hands and feet, jumped on the palm that was picked up below, and ran away.

Yu Xingyou: "..."

Mingming: "..."

"..." Yu Xing shook his goosebumps, "What the hell is this!"

Fang Shiyi said with regret: "This biscuit is rather death than surrender."

Yu Xing's right goosebumps were shaking, and he was happy when he heard this. He was about to speak when he suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Senior Brother Fang, have you noticed...the people on the street stopped, as if they were looking at us..."

Fang Shiyi asked uncertainly, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Not afraid." Yu Xingyou wondered, "Which monk would be afraid of something like that?"

...there really are.

Fang Shiyi swallowed the words silently, saving some face for Xiao Minghe, raised his eyelids and scanned the long street.The bustling city fell silent just now, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the two of them.

He looked back calmly, his eyes lingering in the crowd, and suddenly froze.

Ming Ming also sensed the unusual aura, his hair exploded, and he flew back to Fang Shiyi's sleeve.

Among the bustling crowd stood a man in a black robe.

That person appeared here at some unknown time, with his back facing Fang Shiyi and Yu Xingyou, tall and tall, standing quietly in the still crowd.

Fang Shiyi paused for a moment, and flashed in his mind a long time ago, not long after he brought Meng Mingchao back to Shanhaimen, the person who appeared on the bedside in the middle of the night and wanted to strangle Meng Mingchao to death—just remembered, the man in black turned his head, His face was covered in hazy mist, and his eyes were pale gold.

His heart skipped a beat, his back straightened like a boneless one, and Wang Shu let out a humming sword sound.

Yu Xing pressed the dagger on his waist anxiously.

The man in black lightly glanced around, and when his eyes swept over, a chill crept up from the bottom of his heart, Fang Shiyi frowned, and blocked Yu Xing's right body without a trace.The man's eyes only paused, and he didn't seem to notice the two of them across the crowd, and walked out of the city.

Yu Xing broke out in a cold sweat: "My dear, was that fellow Taoist dragged in too? Why doesn't it look so easy to get along with?"

Fang Shiyi thought to himself that you are really careless.

He said: "According to the general direction in the storybook, if we go out now, the body will be cold tomorrow morning."

Yu Xing's face turned bitter: "I don't want to be here...why hasn't my brother come to me yet?"

"Junior brother Yu, wait here." Fang Shiyi patted him on the shoulder, took out a stack of yellow talismans from the treasure bag, put them in his arms, and followed him.

Yu Xing was stunned for a moment, and ran to follow him in two or three steps, "Why should Senior Brother Fang be in danger?"

"I've seen that person before." Fang Shiyi explained briefly.Wen Xiuyue once said that Meng Mingchao was related to his and Shanhaimen's future catastrophe, and this man wanted to kill Meng Mingchao again, which really made him care.

It is inconvenient to tell outsiders about these inconveniences, Fang Shiyi said sincerely: "I don't guarantee what will happen in the past, you might as well stay in the city."

"Come on." Yu Xing pointed right to those people who suddenly became frozen like dolls, "Do these things look good together again?"

Fang Shiyi looked back and observed: "Maybe it will move."

As soon as he finished speaking, these stiff people moved, turning their heads, like a flower facing the sun, turning their heads wherever they went.

Yu Xingyou screamed: "Brother Fang, have you ever opened your mouth!"

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

"These aren't ghosts either!"

The man in black seemed to be very familiar with the surrounding area, without stopping, shrinking into inches, he was outside the city in a short while.

Fang Shiyi posted the amulet of concealment that he had used in Mr. Yi's class, and gave Yu Xingyou a copy.The two stayed far behind and looked around—the surroundings were desolate, it was late at night, the moonlight fell down and hit the cold ground, splashing cold light, as the man in black went deeper, There are more and more bulging graves nearby, as if there are lonely and wild ghosts attending a fair, and they will reach out to ask them to go down for company at any time.

When Fang Shiyi went to Lushui Town in the past, he would be startled by the noise of the child ghosts. Now it is different from the past. He has been able to startle these lonely ghosts in turn. He couldn't help rubbing his chin and thinking : Fortunately, it was not the second junior brother who fell here, otherwise it would be really...

Just as he was thinking, there was already a dense forest in front of him, and there were countless ghosts and fires in it, as if countless pairs of eyes were blinking.

Yu Xingyou took a deep breath, and the voice transmission said to the other party: "If I can go back alive today, I will definitely not cause trouble for my brother."

The words were solemn and earnest, and Fang Shiyi couldn't help thinking that if he returned safely from this incident, he would simply leave the team and go back to Shanhaimen to be the first to see Meng Mingchao.

"I think this person may be the key to getting out of here." After playing with the treasure, Yu Xing took out a bottle from his arms, poured out two pills, chewed one by himself, and handed the other to Fang Shiyi, "I don't have any skills. I'll have to see Brother Fang later. This is the antidote pill made by my elder brother. It can cure all poisons. Take it in advance, just in case."

Fang Shiyi: "Your senior brother is... Luo Zhiwei?"

"Yes!" Yu Xing smiled and rolled his eyes to the right, with a proud and proud look, very proud of his senior brother, "Even the master praised my senior brother for his medical skills, and within ten years, he will definitely be able to the student surpasses the master."

Fang Shiyi's heart moved, and he really wanted to use Yu Xingyou to make friends with that senior brother Luo.Although Mr. Cen's medical skills are superb, he is not a disciple of the Medicine Sect. If he is the master of the Medicine Sect or Luo Zhiwei, maybe he can cure Meng Mingchao.

The abacus in his mind was crackling, the man in black robe in front of him stopped suddenly, mist rose around him, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yu Xingyou looked tense, sensitive to the mist: "It's not an ordinary miasma, Brother Fang, be careful."

Fang Shiyi nodded. He was already very experienced in danger, but he was quite worried about Yu Xingyou, so he put Mingming, who had shrunk into a ball, into Yu Xing's right hand: "I'm afraid, just make a plate."

Mingming: "..." I just greet your old mother Jiu on behalf of my father.

The two walked side by side carefully in the mist, Wang Shu was already out of the sheath, Fang Shiyi guessed that the man in black had already spotted them, but why did he just release the mist without killing him?

Being so polite, he didn't hesitate to attack Meng Mingchao back then.

"By the way, Junior Brother Yu, you..." Before Fang Shiyi finished speaking, he closed his mouth, stopped walking, and touched the side.

Yu Xingyou, who was walking on his right, disappeared.

Fortunately, Mingming followed Yu Xingyou and had a blood contract connection, so Fang Shiyi could sense that the person and bird should be fine now.

The fog seemed to be thinning.

Fang Shiyi carefully moved forward, moved behind a big tree, staggered a little, and his sight fell into the faint mist.

Ahead are... countless monster clans.

It is densely packed with all kinds of monsters. At a glance, big monsters and small monsters can make another contribution to "The Illustrated Book of Thousand Monsters", and there will be ten sequels and eight sequels.

These ferocious demon clans all revealed their bodies at this time, prostrate on the ground, and the person standing in the middle... could also be a demon, the black-robed man who had just disappeared.

The noisy voice was speaking in the language of the Yaozu. Fang Shiyi didn't quite understand it, but he understood a few words intermittently, which were probably "human race", "cub", "eat up" and the like.

Sure enough, you shouldn't sneak away to catch up on papers in Yaozu language class.

Fang Shiyi used his imagination, and strung together a series of words with difficulty: The two-human bastards have sneaked in, let's go and eat them.

He took a light breath, and couldn't help but take a step back, his back suddenly hitting his chest.

Fang Shiyi's brows twitched fiercely, and he was about to send Wangshu out with his backhand. The faint scent of medicine hit him, and the person behind wrapped his arms around his waist, tightened his strength slowly, and pushed back the unsheathed sword by the way.The other hand covered his mouth, and when he got too close, the medicinal fragrance became stronger.

The cold breath brushed against the ears, and a soft voice sounded: "Don't move."

The man said: "Brother."

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The next chapter is v, tomorrow I may have to save the word count for a day, this old book will be updated, sorry, I am a little busy in the next semester of my junior year orz