Notes on building a city in the immortal world

"No, it wasn't 'weird' that slaughtered the city back then."

Nangongqin's obsession with the object of battle is no less than that of Zhenyan's ingredients, and he is currently guiding Zhenyan's battle, so he corrected him very seriously: "It's a demon."

"... Is there any difference?" Zhenyan recalled the dream, and felt that it was all black liquid.

"Monsters can be killed, but weirdness cannot be killed," Nangong Qin said.

However, Yan'er seems to be able to do it?

Zhenyan can not only kill Weird, but also eat it completely!

Nangongqin was a little embarrassed, he was really not good at this kind of theoretical teaching.

Nangong Qin explained bluntly: "Weirdness is a phenomenon, and it is composed of three parts: 'happening events', 'crazy resentment' and 'powerful power'...

For example, the weirdness under our cave.

Someone must have imprisoned a large number of demons there. This 'past', 'the resentment of the demons' and the 'spiritual veins of Bailu Mountain' jointly formed the strangeness of 'immortality'.

So now that the demon prison is no longer there, as long as we enter that space, we can still experience the scenes of the past.

And weirdness is an existence that uses the 'past' to kill people and gain more resentment and power. "

Zhenyan barely understood.

In short, a tragedy happened, and the right time, place and people, the tragedy will become a homicide video, triggered at regular intervals.

"But the situation in Bailu City is even more complicated." Nangong Qin continued to explain clumsily: "Generally speaking, 'weird' is easier to attach to the land, but it is rarely attached to a human being like Bailu City. .”

Lu Dayong said with lingering fear: "It's a good thing that he is attached to the ghost body, otherwise White Deer City will really be over."

"...?"

"Think about it, if White Deer City becomes weird, then no matter who enters this city, they will see the group of people who lived in White Deer City back then. At first glance, they look the same as before, but as long as you get close to them, they It will explode, turn into a black liquid, and swallow you up... The whole city has become a trap for eating people, which cannot be eliminated."

Sounds like some kind of big ghost movie.

No, isn't this my nightmare? !

Zhenyan felt a little nauseous.

Then he finally noticed the digression.

"I understand, it was a kind of monster that slaughtered the whole of Bailu City back then... What happened to that monster at the end?" Zhenyan asked persistently, and looked at Nangongqin reverently: "Could it be that the ancestor killed him? "

"This matter has nothing to do with me." Nangong Qin shook his head and said.

Nangongqin never cared about Bailu City, just like human beings don't care about the ant nest downstairs in their house.

That's why he didn't realize until recently that this nest of ants had been wiped out by a group of people, and now it was a nest of termites living in it.

Thinking of this, Nangong Qin frowned in disgust: "However, that monster probably didn't die."

"Why?" Zhenyan asked in shock.

"One of the three essential elements of weirdness is 'resentment', as long as the murderer has an explanation, there will be no weirdness."

As Nangongqin said so, he glanced at the head of Bailu Village.

Lu Dayong's hair immediately stood on end.

However, Lu Dayong did watch the whole incident back then, and even investigated Bailu City for it.

"...This matter is an unsolved case."

Lu Dayong's face was ugly.

"After discovering that White Deer City was occupied by demons, we prepared to seek help from Immortal Nangong, but we didn't expect that the demon disappeared inexplicably before the signal was sent, almost as suddenly as it appeared."

"Where is the person who summoned it?" Zhenyan asked.

"It seems to have been swallowed by demons. We only found altars for summoning demons and letters from them trying to occupy the city in the homes of a few outsiders," Lu Dayong said.

In other words, is there no witness at all?

No winners in the end?

No, you can't say no at all!

Zhenyan looked at the high walls around him, and he would suddenly want to know the 'killer's ending', that is to say, "this empty city really just left a place for the various immortal gates".

However, this speculation is too malicious and unreasonable.

Zhenyan shook his head and looked away.

But when his eyes swept across Nangong Qin's face, his body froze involuntarily.

Nangongqin was also looking at those walls.

There was no emotion in his pair of dark eyes, they only became deeper and deeper, like a bottomless black pool, in which he would drown if he was not careful.

Zhenyan doesn't like Nangong Qin's eyes very much.

Normally, he would deliberately talk to Nangong Qin to interrupt his thinking.

But today Zhenyan's body was a little stiff, and he didn't know why he had a very bad premonition.

I always feel that I will be implicated when I talk to you at this time.

Fortunately, at this time, the village head of Bailu Village sounded relieved:

"Ah, Dongshi is here."

If Lu Dayong's introduction before only let Zhenyan know about the turbulent undercurrent in Bailu City, the existence of Dongshi subverted Zhenyan's cognition.

The last time Zhenyan just wandered around the mortal market, he didn't expect that there is another cave behind the wall!

Moreover, according to Lu Dayong, this is only the lowest level of fairy collection.

"The internal fairy collections of the major sects will be of higher grade, and there will be high-level fairy artifacts for sale that only their sects have, not to mention the famous 'Mirage' fairy collection. The White Deer fairy collection is only exchanged for low-level immortals in the cracks of the demon world. Therefore, there are no special good things," Lu Dayong said: "But the advantage is that there are more immortal sects, so the low-level immortal artifacts are relatively complete, and there are all sects."

Although even Lu Dayong, who was born in the mountains, didn't like the Fairy Collection here, after Zhenyan passed the fence outside Dongshi Neighborhood, he felt like Harry Potter who entered Diagon Alley for the first time.

There are various ancient pavilions and pavilions lined up on the wide street, the tallest tower is almost as tall as the high-rise buildings in Zhenyan's previous life, and the entrance below it is written "White Deer Ferry".

Immortal cultivators kept landing on the top of the tower riding cranes, stepping on flying swords and auspicious clouds. Zhenyan didn't know how the low walls covered the tower, and he couldn't see any corners from the street outside.

"These people are going to the crack in the demon world." Seeing Zhenyan staring at the tower curiously, Lu Dayong explained: "They usually don't stay in White Deer City for too long, they just replenish here when they come and go. "

Zhenyan didn't bother to talk to him, but looked at the market curiously.

Someone led a longhorn horse and stood in front of the alchemy furnace in the middle of the street, while the old man guarding the alchemy furnace shook his head and said, "No, your boobs are mixed with ordinary horses, and the ones you refine will only be low-grade pills."

There is a small building that says "No Fragrance Pavilion" on the signboard, and the smell of incense is wafting out. The milky white smoke presents a shape unique to the picture and surrounds the small building. Several beautiful female corrections come out from inside, holding Also playing with a delicate incense ball, "This is the most popular fragrance type in Yumen Palace—" one of them said.

Some shops have huge traps standing at the entrances, some shops are covered with various charms, and it is impossible to tell where the entrance is, and some shops display all kinds of flying swords, which make a "clank" sound when someone approaches.

Of course, the "Flying Crane Tower" that Zhenyan and the others are going to is not an ordinary shop.

In fact, this store is a big tree at the end of the street. Its trunk is as thick as five people hugging each other. The cloud-like canopy is colorful and has leaves of all colors. The numerous leaves on the trunk are not real leaves, but paper cranes of various colors.

The thin man guarding under the tree obviously knew Lu Dayong.

He greeted from a distance: "Elder Lu, send a letter!"

"Elder" is a polite address. After all, Lu Dayong can be regarded as the leader of a group of loose immortals, and the title "village head" sounds too ordinary.

Lu Dayong usually listened to nothing, but now he was followed by the old and young ancestors of the Nangong family, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

"I want to place an order for Your Excellency Duobao." Lu Dayong said.

"Hey, haven't they gone to your place yet?" The man was surprised: "I saw the merchants from Duobao Pavilion passing by here a few days ago."

Hearing this, Lu Dayong's expression became a little heavy.

But he didn't say much to the man, he just pretended not to care: "...Maybe there was some delay on the way? However, the things I was going to buy were not on the merchant's body."

"Hehe, it sounds like a big deal!" The man smiled and said, "Do you want to hurry up?"

Lu Dayong glanced at Zhenyan, who shook his head.

In fact, this order is very urgent. The climate in the Bailu Mountains is suitable, and rice can be harvested twice a year.

Now the time for autumn sowing is very close, but there are not enough seeds in the village, and if you slow down, you will miss the season.

But on the other hand, the quantity of this order is so large, those businessmen also sound like they have problems, Zhenyan thinks it is better not to worry.

Suppliers in the catering industry must be selected slowly.

Lu Dayong said: "No need."

Only then did the man look at Zhenyan curiously.

He found it very strange that he hadn't noticed Lu Dayong was following "a person" just now.

But the man didn't think much, he just blew a whistle, and a blue paper crane flew down from the tree, landed in Lu Dayong's hand, and automatically unfolded and turned back into paper.

Lu Dayong closed his eyes, transmitted his spiritual power, and handwriting appeared on the paper.

After Lu Dayong finished "writing", the piece of paper was automatically folded into a thousand paper cranes and flew into the air.

"It's really close!" Lu Dayong whispered.

He remembered that Zhenyan probably didn't understand, so he explained: "The paper cranes in Feihe Tower are transformed into paper kites, wooden pigeons, iron eagles... and even the highest-level Kunpeng to deliver letters according to the distance of the recipient. But it's just the words of the paper cranes. , indicating that the recipient of the letter is on this street."

"Is that so?" Zhenyan still looked in the direction of the paper crane.

He is not very interested in businessmen, he just wants to complain:

Is there no problem with the express delivery industry in this world? !This is very easy to expose customer privacy!

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