Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"so many people."

After Yuan Lang finished speaking, Qing Huan saw Ah Qi shaking his head.

"Ah Qi, what did you see?"

Ah Qi made gestures, what he expressed was: he didn't see anyone, what he saw was an empty city.

Qing Huan and Yuan Lang looked at him with surprise at the same time.

"Ah Qi, are you alright? There are so many people, you actually say this is a dead city?" Yuan Lang asked.

Ah Qi nodded seriously.

Qing Huan withdrew her surprised gaze - what Yuan Lang and herself saw was a lively scene, but what Ah Qi saw was just a dead city.Who sees the truth?Or, what they see is not true...

"Let's go." Qing Huan said: "We have to hurry up, I'm afraid this city will disappear when the moon sets."

"it is good."

Walking on that street, there are "people" on both sides, and it is inevitable that there will be situations of crowding into each other. However, I clearly see people crowding over, but I don't feel it at all, as if those are just air.

Qing Huan didn't care about that, he just looked down at the compass in his hand.

Yuan Lang was a little distracted, he looked at the people passing by while walking - if these are not people... what are they?Could it be...a ghost?Seeing their appearance now, except for wearing ancient costumes, they are no different from people...

At this time, the sound of gongs and drums came from the front, as if some ceremonial guard was coming... Yuan Lang looked intently, and there was a team coming, and the gongs and drums opened the way. The people in the team were wearing red clothes and masks. .In the middle of the line, there were four people carrying a sedan chair. The sedan chair was painted with gold powder and had a red curtain. There seemed to be a vague figure inside...

When Yuan Lang saw the procession passing by, everyone around him paid attention and looked respectful. He didn't know who was sitting in the sedan chair...

Out of curiosity, Yuan Lang poked his head to look at the people in the sedan chair. At this moment, the curtain was blown up by the wind, and the light from the lantern shone through, revealing the figure of the people inside—black robes, wishful golden crowns...

Yuan Lang suddenly opened his eyes wide, it was...

Suddenly, a hand patted Yuan Lang's shoulder heavily, and Yuan Lang staggered a step forward, almost falling down. He came back to his senses, turned his head and saw Ah Qi's expressionless face.

"Why are you in a daze?" Qing Huan on the other side looked at him strangely: "You stopped while walking, what are you looking at?"

Yuan Lang took a breath: "Mr. Xiao...haven't you seen it?"

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows: "What did you see?"

"The team just now, that sedan chair..." Yuan Lang was a little incoherent.

"Team? A sedan chair?" Qing Huan frowned, looked at Ah Qi, and after getting a reply from Ah Qi who also shook her head, said: "I didn't see any sedan chair, what happened to that sedan chair?"

"There is a person in the sedan chair..."

"Who?"

Yuan Lang swallowed his saliva: "It's Xiao Ji."

"Ji Zhiqiu?" Qing Huan cheered up: "You said you saw Ji Zhiqiu? Where are the others? Where are you going now?"

"It was just now, on the sedan chair in the previous team, and went there just now!" Because he was so shocked, Yuan Lang couldn't react just now.

"go!"

Qing Huan put away the compass, and chased in the direction Yuan Lang pointed, Ah Qi and Yuan Lang hurriedly followed.

They ran all the way, didn't see the team or the sedan chair that Yuan Lang said at all, but finally stopped in front of a high tower.

"Yuan Lang, did you really see Ji Zhiqiu?" Qing Huan said while panting.

"I really saw it." Yuan Lang described what he saw just now: "...he was sitting in a sedan chair, dressed in black, with a golden crown on his head, if he didn't recognize his face, I can't believe it's him at all... because it feels so much worse..."

"That is to say, only you saw that sedan chair..." Qing Huan murmured.

"I swear, I'm not lying." Yuan Lang looked solemn.

Ah Qi raised his head and pointed to the top of the tower to show them to look.

Qing Huan looked over and saw that there was something in the top of the tower that was emitting white light, which was not an ordinary light at first glance.

"Could it be that what we're looking for is here?" Yuan Lang's eyes lit up.

"Go in and see."

Ah Qi walked forward first, and he pushed open the door, only to feel that the inside was a vast expanse of whiteness. When the three of them stepped in, they all felt their eyes were stabbed, so they subconsciously covered their eyes, and then opened them again. time, but found that...

The outside here refers to the outside of the city... They were standing on the desert at this time, and the ghost city was gone.

"It's gone..." Yuan Lang looked around, and there was really no shadow.

They just... come out like this? !

Qing Huan looked at the sky, and the moon had already set in the west.

He cursed in a low voice: "Just a little bit..."

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Qing Huan had that dream again - that lake, he was on the shore, was dragged into the lake, then he was on the shore, he was in the lake, and finally sank to the bottom of the lake...

After waking up, he kept thinking about that lake. If he zoomed in on the picture in his dream, if it was clearer...behind that lake...was the desert?The lake in the desert... some kind of omen?On the shore, in the lake, two identical selves, shadows, the bottom of the lake... a ghost town that only appears at night, the moon, light...

Qing Huan recalled the "mirage" Yuan Lang said. If it is another form of mirage... In fact, the city that has been lost in legends for a long time, how did it disappear and where did it go... Take the desert terrain as an example. Said, could it be that the ground is sunken and sunken, but why can't it be detected... Unless, it sank into a place where ordinary people can't find it...

From Yuan Lang's words, it can be inferred that Ji Zhiqiu might know about the water source, and Ji Zhiqiu also mentioned in the text message that he found the place he was looking for...

! ! ! !

Qing Huan took all the equipment and came out of the tent. He looked at the other two tents, and finally decided to act alone—in the past, he acted alone because he had self-confidence and capital, but now he just wanted to Take a gamble - with his original physique, maybe he can really act alone...

Take out the compass, the pointer does not change.Look up, tonight's moon is long overdue, just a head.

Qing Huan came down from the gentle slope, he didn't go in the direction where the ghost town appeared yesterday, but went in the direction where he completely thought.

Half an hour, an hour, two hours... His physical strength was constantly being consumed, his calves went from soreness to numbness, his lips were dry... Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore, his feet went limp, and he knelt on the ground—— He has not experienced the compromise of his body instinct for a long time...

Qing Huan gasped for breath, trying to adjust her breathing—hold on for a while...

He took out the compass in his arms—it moved, although it was very small, but it did move...

With a smile on the corner of Qing Huan's mouth, she got up from the ground with support and continued to walk forward——

Until, finally, he faintly saw a piece of silvery white exposed in front of him, like a piece of white salt sprinkled on the desert.

His body seemed to be filled with strength suddenly, he almost ran to the front of the silver.

This is a lake, the surface of the lake is like a natural mirror under the moonlight.

At this time, the moon is in the sky.