snake bone

Travelers who have been to "Border City" know that there is an unwritten rule in this city that no foreign guests will stay overnight at night.

There are many reasons for this, but most likely the version of ghost stories is the most widely circulated, just like the most vivid "personal description" in those small story books at the end of the street, every word is like a good female red embroidery The two threads, one light and one dark, are twisted by plain hands, and when the thread is threaded through the needle, a monster that can jump out and eat people is embroidered at any time.

When Zhu Tang stepped into the city gate with half a foot, the sky was a bit dark, and he had listened to so many good-hearted city residents' advice along the way, he smiled and nodded in response, but he didn't stop walking, walking alone way.

This step is not too big, and occasionally he stops to look around after taking a few steps, but judging by his expression, he doesn't seem to be really lost.

There used to be an old man with carved peach pits sitting beside the city gate, and he has been staring at Zhu Tang since he entered the city, seeing him walking further and further east, he sighed in his heart, put his hands on his knees and slowly Standing up, he packed up his stall and staggered back, sighing softly as he walked, "That girl, you're so harmful..."

The structure of this city is simple, only a "cross" can divide it completely, although the occupied area is not big, but the sparrows are small and the five internal organs are complete, and there are places to eat, drink, listen to the opera, and have fun everywhere. Did not fall.

Especially in the eastmost street of Border City, there is a very famous "Wen Ying Lane".

It can be said that this alley made Border City famous, but similarly, the reason why Border City did not stay with outsiders that night was mostly because of Wenying Alley.

Not for anything else, just for the strangers who entered this alley, entered at night, and could never be seen again in the morning.

The people in the city jokingly claimed that the end of this alley led to the Nether Place in the middle of the night, but if it was true, they couldn't figure out why this Nether Place couldn't swallow the people in the city, so they just laughed and said, "Could it be that this whole place is City, it is a ghost city."

But the city is small and remote, and it is rare to attract any outsiders to linger here. It is too shabby to play it as a ghost city, and it is afraid of offending Lord Hades. That's all, it can't be true.

When Zhu Tang just stepped into that street, the sky had already been getting darker and darker, and it was quiet and lonely, giving the whole street an inexplicable sense of darkness.

Afterwards, one after another, the lanterns meandered and shone like snakes from the front of the eyes, with brocade clusters embroidered with thin gold threads, and covered with hazy pastry paper that looked like half the moon's skin was torn off. It should be the bones made of bamboo joints, with the fragrance of bamboo, but the fragrance is too weak to contain the burning spices inside, so it can only be conveyed to intimate people when the wind blows.

He didn't stop, taking a panoramic view of all this silently, and then continued to walk forward on the faint shadows of the lantern that hit the ground.This step was taken with great determination, the sole of the shoe bumped against the bluestone brick, and immediately felt a chill coming up from the ground, which directly chilled the whole body.There are two or three residents passing by with their shoulders huddled, and they are still talking about something in their mouths, "It rained a few days ago... It was really cold, and it is getting colder every day..."

The person next to him hurriedly nodded in agreement and said yes, but he didn't speak much, as if he wanted to keep a little bit of warmth in his chest, or maybe he was afraid of opening his mouth to drink a mouthful of cold wind, anyway he hesitated like this He walked past Zhu Tang.

Zhu Tang laughed in his heart when he heard the words, this time in the world has already passed the frost, do you dare not to get cold this day, even if the spring god intends to stay in the world, the god who controls the four seasons will not dare to slack off and miss this season.

After all, everything in the world has been orderly since ancient times, and no one can or dare to make mistakes.

Once something goes wrong and affects other operations, the taste of the five thunders' rectification will be uncomfortable.I heard that there was such an example in the early years, it was a god who made a mistake, and he happened to receive this punishment. Ashes were piled up on the ground, and all of them were taken away by the sparse wind, which made countless colleagues feel embarrassed.

While thinking about the old things of old sesame seeds and rotten millet in my heart, I continued to walk forward, but the hand hanging in the sleeve moved subconsciously, just picked up a small tactic, and a drop or two would be enough to cool it down The coldness of human bones suddenly dripped down on his forehead. He looked up at the sky, and as soon as he glanced up, his shoulder was bumped and tilted. The corner of the red lips of the man under the eaves of the white umbrella parted slightly, "Excuse me."

His voice was cold, and his pale left hand slightly raised the eaves of the umbrella, probably to apologize sincerely, but the wind was not so good, it messed up most of his black hair, covered it around, and could vaguely see half of the pale On his face, the brows and eyes seem to be very narrow and long, but the specific appearance cannot be seen clearly.

After the man said this, he turned his head and walked on the road. Zhu Tang was stunned for a moment, not intending to take this matter to the bottom of his heart. When he collapsed suddenly, he couldn't hold back, and his hands were bloodied by the torn star line. In the cold wind, he couldn't stop for a moment.

Without the things that can be guessed, it is a bit difficult to observe the surrounding turrets, and the monster elephant has become very weak, and it may be difficult to measure it by one's own strength.

Silently, he put his injured left hand back into his sleeve, Zhu Tang planned to find a random place to settle down, and then repaired the astrolabe.

After taking two more steps, he suddenly stopped, and stretched out his blood-stained left hand again to have a look.

The blood on it was dark red, dragged in his white palm, and when he looked closely, he found that it was inexplicably oozing, and the color was also very strangely red, a bit like the color on the lips of the man just now.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tighten his eyes, and looked back thoughtfully, the man in the white shirt holding the bamboo umbrella was only blurred into a hazy mist as far as he could see.