Dark Moon Era

A wooden house.

And the surrounding black stone house seemed so out of place.

Xu Xu is a few years old, and the wooden wall built with logs is full of mottled moss marks.

The roof is turquoise and gray, and it is covered with pieces of fish-like pebbles. I wonder if the dripping drops fell from the edge of the roof just because of the heavy rain.

The evening wind blew through, and brought up the blue curtain hanging in front of the door, like a waving hand, which tickled Tang Ling's heart.

Is there something wrong with memorizing?

Tang Ling rolled his throat and looked at this wooden house that was incompatible with the surrounding black stone houses, and his heart was surging with strange emotions beyond words.

He had the urge to go there to find out.

I couldn't explain it to prove that I really ignored this wooden house.

Or is it strange that people who come and go seem to turn a blind eye to it?

After a short while, Tang Ling stood in this alley. He really couldn't restrain the most real impulse in his heart—he had to go to this wooden house.

With his hands in his pockets, Tang Ling walked towards the building, stepping on the alley with a lot of water, and making a crackling sound, but as he approached the building, the sound became smaller It went on, and then gradually became obscure.

I seem to slowly walk into another space.

No one around him noticed the slightly thin, dark-haired young boy, but he just glanced at him at the end of the alley, walked around the corner, and disappeared.

In front of Tochigi.

Tang Ling stopped and breathed slightly.

He was not tired, just noticed that when he was near the wooden house, there was no one around.

Even the familiar street scenes nearby are so unreal, as if separated by an invisible barrier, it is unclear whether it is real or an illusion.

But the wooden house still stands in front of it, as if only it is the most real existence.

"Maybe, this is a dream again?" He calmed down a bit, Tang Ling looked up, but saw a wooden sign hanging on the door.

He did not deliberately carve, very primitive form, but there are four square patterns on it.

I was full of strength, and at first glance there was a strange beauty.

"Mysterious shop ..." Tang Ling muttered to himself, and actually recognized the meaning of these four patterns.

This box may be a kind of text.

With the thoughts together, Tang Ling's mind emerged.

What is strange is that Tang Ling is not shocked. From the night of the mutation to now, there is nothing, which makes him feel unreasonable.

What's more, this is a dream.

Does everything in the dream need to be explained?

With such an idea, Tang Ling opened the dancing blue curtain and stepped into the house.

I glanced into darkness, only a strange fragrance filled the space.

This is a smell that Tang Ling has never smelled. I just feel the freshness of the wood, mixed with the fragrance of fruit, and entered the nasal cavity.

Makes people calm and clear.

Subconsciously, Tang Ling wants to cover his mouth and nose. In this era, all seemingly innocuous details will eventually become a reason to lose his life.

Besides, the dreams he had already experienced told him that everything would map to reality.

"I don't know, is it too late?" Tang Ling was a little stunned.

But at this time, a dim light suddenly appeared, and the originally dark room lit up with this dim light, and the left and right sides followed the dim light.

"Dragon's birthday incense. Top grade." At the same time, a lazy voice came from the room, with a trace of indifference in the calm, just like talking in Tang Ling's ear.

You cold sweat, it is covered with Tang Ling's forehead, and the precise instinct that he has always relied on has no effect, not even a person hiding in the darkness?

He took a step back, and Tang Ling also saw everything in front of him.

The ebony brown wooden cabinet has a brass-colored totem carving on it, and the flame jumps in the belly of the totem, emitting a yellow swaying light.

Beside this totem carving, there is a metal stove that looks very delicate. The green smoke rises from the lid. Nana, condensed and not scattered, the aroma rises.

A white and slender hand slowly lifted the furnace lid at this time and set it aside.

He then twisted a small piece of white stuff from the white and transparent stone dish next to it, put it in the oven, and covered it again, the aroma became stronger.

Tang Ling clenched his fist secretly.

The master of his hands finally looked up at this time.

As he looked up, his figure hiding in the darkness immediately became clear.

He sat, but he could also see that he was tall, not strong, but somehow revealed an invincible sense of danger.

This is just a pure feeling. Tang Ling's precise instinct is completely ineffective, and he has no sense at all about the man sitting behind the wooden cabinet.

"Shangpin's natural dragon birthday incense is hard to come by."

"After all, it takes hundreds of years to infest the seawater. Things that are time-related are always exceptionally precious."

"But Ziyue has appeared, hasn't it? So Long Xiangxiang is also common."

Compared with Tang Ling's nervousness ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This man is very calm. He said that it seems about the aroma in the room, but Tang Ling couldn't understand.

Xun Wei's only Ziyue appeared, causing Tang Ling to jump into his heart and subconsciously asked: "Why?"

Maybe he didn't expect Tang Ling to ask back, the man's eyes showed a look of ‘interesting’, but he still answered, “It ’s very simple, everything is changing, willn’t sperm whale change?”

"The dragon's birthday incense is from sperm whale."

The explanation was very simple, but Tang Ling couldn't figure out what all this had to do with Ziyue?

He's just weird, why can you see the man now?

His dark hair, like him, was neatly combed backwards, and gathered behind his ears.

的 The dark eyes like him, but deep like a deep pool, if there is a flash of light in the gaze, it is like reflecting the starry sky.

I have good-looking features so that I can't distinguish between men and women.

The whole person is lazy, but the kind of laziness is not paying attention to everything, and it feels boring.

的 People who are so memorable at the same time have n’t moved here before. Why ca n’t they see clearly?

Tang Ling stood silently, but his mind was full of problems.

But the man seemed reluctant to look at him, suddenly looking at Tang Ling, squinting his eyes, showing a hint of formula smile: "Welcome to the mysterious shop, dream species 0233."

0233 Dream species? Tang Ling's heart tightened suddenly, he seemed to have caught something.

He didn't wait for him to ask, the man had stood up, his black robe reflected the dim light, the light flowed like black flowing water.

"Yes, forget to introduce, I am the owner of the mystery shop. You can call me Kun."