I Have a City in a Different World

Amidst the sound of hoofs, a large caravan slowly appeared.

The one pulling the cart was a giant multi-legged bull with a body length of nearly five meters and thick long hair growing on its surface.

On the two huge curved horns, there are rows of bronze bells, and in the process of walking, there are bursts of crisp sounds.

The bell is not only a decoration, but also has the effect of deterring the soul. When the giant cow hears the bell, it will become very docile.

Otherwise, once crazy, no one can quell this giant bull, and it is likely to cause irreparable losses.

The utensils on the giant cow are also cast in bronze, showing the simple color of gold and red.

The long carts that were dragged by the giant cattle were about two meters high, one after another, and were full of packaged goods.

The specially made wheels lined up and rolled forward at the same time, making a rhythmic rubbing sound.

This is the standard caravan configuration, with giant bulls, long carts, and caravan members advancing on foot.

They walked directly to the city gate along the nine-foot official road, and entered the city at the last moment before night fell.

The heavy door slammed, and the golden runes that began to shine because of the arrival of night completely blocked the door from darkness and evil.

Indistinctly, sneers and unwilling roars could be heard from the darkness.

Thousands of lights in the city are another world.

If you look down from the sky, you will find that the city is like an island in the sea, surrounded by endless darkness.

The breath of life and people gathered together and was guided by a special formation, forming an energy barrier to protect the city.

Negative energies such as yin, evil, ghosts, etc. cannot pass through the protective shield of yang condensation, otherwise they will be like snow flakes falling into boiling water, and instantly turn into nothingness.

Ordinary people can't see this scene, otherwise they will have trouble sleeping and eating. They are just running around for life, living simple and boring days, constantly consuming short lives.

The caravan that entered the city stopped, and the hired staff began to unload and count the goods, and it was time for those individual travelers who were on their way to leave.

Tang Zhen sorted out his clothes,

Carry your own package on your back and slowly move forward along the rammed loess street.

Most of the residents on the side of the road closed their doors and closed their doors, and the heavy door bolts fell. Only the light and voices behind the window panels indicated that there was someone inside the house.

Hearing footsteps on the road, the people in the house will subconsciously lower their voices, and then turn their ears to listen to the movement outside.

It gives the impression that it is like a nest of rabbits, living carefully.

Tang Zhen's current dress is like a foreigner who is running around for a living, and he doesn't look like a monk at all.

This is the result he wants, to go back to the basics as much as possible, to throw away anything related to the gods.

Only in this way can you block the enemy's detection and lock on yourself and gain more time for self-cultivation and recovery.

As for another advantage, it can remove the divinity from the body, so that oneself will not become a ruthless stone.

The moment he made the decision, Tang Zhen felt relaxed, as if he had rediscovered the feeling of being a human being after going through countless reincarnations.

Although he is extremely humble, he has perseverance and belief in his heart, and spends a lifetime of time and effort to accomplish what the gods can do with a single thought.

After all, life is a practice.

After walking for a while along the street, I finally came to a lively place, which is an officially allowed night market.

I found a noodle stall on the side of the road and asked for a bowl of noodles sprinkled with chopped vegetables, which filled my hungry stomach.

Tang Zhen at this moment is just a mortal body, not a body of a god where the source energy is condensed.

Feeling hungry, tired, hurt and bleeding.

After eating a big bowl of noodles, Tang Zhen looked around and walked to a shop on the side of the road.

There were four people in the shop, playing wooden cards under the oil lamp. After seeing Tang Zhen come in, a man with a short beard stood up to greet him.

"I want to buy a house, I can rent it, is there a suitable place?"

Tang Zhen explained his purpose, and the short-bearded man nodded, while secretly judging Tang Zhen's origin.

"What price do you want, what special requirements do you have, and do you have the corresponding certificate?"

The short-bearded man talked with Tang Zhen, and soon recommended a house, which has been unoccupied for many years.

After obtaining Tang Zhen's consent, the short-bearded man led the way and went straight to the house.

The three people in the house were whispering at this moment, saying that the short-bearded man was cunning enough to sell the haunted house to a foreigner...

Tang Zhen didn't know what those people were talking about, he just looked at the house in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

The house is big enough, the yard is spacious enough, and there is a blacksmith shop in front.

Although there is hidden Yin Qi, which is not good for ordinary people, it will not have any effect on Tang Zhen.

The short-bearded man tried his best to tout it and wanted to complete the transaction, but he didn't know that Tang Zhen had already seen through his tricks.

This short-bearded man has a bad mind, and it may not be long before he will be imprisoned.

Even if you can't die, you have to peel off a layer of skin.

It's not a curse from Tang Zhen, but an accurate conclusion drawn by observing words and expressions.

"Going to a stall on the street to do fortune-telling is a good business, maybe you can think about it?"

Thinking of this, Tang Zhen couldn't help laughing, feeling that he was a little too relaxed.

There is quite a feeling of immortals coming into the world and the game world.

In fact, he was seriously injured and was evading the pursuit of the enemy, and he did not dare to use even the slightest source of power.

After confirming to buy the house and handing over the deposit to the short-bearded man, Tang Zhen got a bronze medal and a key.

Weighing the official money in his hand, the short-bearded man didn't know if it was his conscience, or he was worried that he would not receive the rest of the house payment tomorrow, so he reminded Tang Zhen specially.

"If you hear anything at night, it's best to ignore it. It's not very peaceful in the city recently."

"understood."

Tang Zhen said casually, twisted the copper lock neatly, and pushed open the wooden door with the dusty spider knot.

It was dark in the eye, the ground was covered with dust, and there seemed to be a shadow in the corner.

Everything was ok except a little dirty.

Closing the door, Tang Zhen found the oil lamp and found that there was still lamp oil residue inside.

Find the scythe from the pocket, slide it gently, and the dry wick is rekindled.

Small areas are illuminated, and in the dark corners, it seems that something is carefully hiding.

"Too much dust, seems like it should be cleaned up."

While Tang Zhen was talking, he found a broom that was placed in the corner, and then took out a dagger to write and draw on the wooden handle.

"I've prepared a broom for you, remember to clean the house tonight and don't make too much noise.

If you don't obey, then I will throw you into the furnace and burn you directly to a pile of ashes. "

When Tang Zhen said this, he slowly walked towards the bedroom, as if he was about to rest.

After a while, the house fell silent.

In the dark corner, a tall figure appeared and walked in front of the broom.

After observing for a while, the shadow slowly stretched out his hand and placed it on the broom.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to touch the real thing at all, and it will only pass through the past.

But this time was different. It actually grabbed the broom and lifted it up easily.

Hei Ying fell into silence, turned to look at Tang Zhen in the bedroom, and remained silent for a long time.

Then it picked up the broom and started sweeping the dust.

This is its home, and I can't bear to watch it become increasingly dilapidated. Now that there are cleaning conditions, it is natural to clean it up.

Another reason is that it has a feeling that this outsider is not easy to mess with.

If you don't obey yourself, you will really be kicked out of the house, and you may even lose your life.