Report Mozun, your enemy is reborn

Duan Lang and Mo Yuan walked all the way to the street, looking around.

The previously empty street was now full of people, the hawkers who set up the stalls were shouting non-stop, the pedestrians passing by had faces with faces, and the pots of the food stalls were steaming.

It looked like a world of smoke and fire. If they hadn't seen the dilapidated appearance of this town before, they would even suspect that everything in front of them was real.

Because the scene in front of him was too real, and the people around were not as green-faced as the imagined ghosts, Duan Lang gradually calmed down, let go of Mo Yuan's sleeve, and started to walk by himself.

Mo Yuan glanced at Duan Lang's hand, and snorted lightly, with as much disdain as he wanted.

Duan Lang also felt that he was a bit embarrassing just now, but the personality still needs to be stable, so he maintained a noble and glamorous face, pretending not to hear.

Whoa whoa whoa, pulling your sleeves, hiding behind your back is to save face, do you know it.

It may be that the appearance of the two of them is too dazzling, and passers-by will involuntarily look at them with curiosity in their eyes.

That look is like that of an orangutan watching a zoo.

Duan Lang pointed to the wonton stall beside the road, and said to Mo Yuan, "Junior Brother, why don't we go and find out the situation?"

The wonton seller was a middle-aged man. Seeing Duan Lang stop in front of his booth, he greeted him with a smile, "My wontons are big and fresh. If you come and try them, you will definitely not regret it."

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, glanced at the stall owner, and walked over.

A few square tables were set up at the back of the booth, and a simple tent was erected above it to keep out the constant rain.

Duan Lang asked the stall owner to cook two bowls of wontons. After sitting down, he realized that he had no money. He glanced at Mo Yuan and asked in a low voice, "Junior Brother, do you...do you have any money?"

The stalls here don't know whether they accept spirit stones or cash, and they don't accept RMB anyway, but no matter what, he may not be able to pay now.

Why!What a painful realization.

The corner of Mo Yuan's eyes twitched, "Why do you want to give money? Aren't they all fake?"

Duan Lang: "..."

Boy, why do you always hit the nail on the head.

After a while, the stall owner came over with two steaming bowls of wontons.

Duan Lang subconsciously went to pick it up, only to see the bowl pass through his hand and be put on the table by the stall owner.

The stall owner obviously saw it, but he didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "I'll do it, customers be careful."

Duan Lang: "..."

Are all the ghosts here blind?

The food is not ready to eat, but the situation still needs to be inquired about.

Taking advantage of this time, Duan Lang started chatting with the stall owner, and soon learned everything about the place from him.

"The faces of the two guests are foreigners, right? What are you doing here in Yinjia Town?"

Duan Lang keenly grasped the word "outsider", his phoenix eyes curved, and he said with a smile: "Do you often have outsiders here?"

The stall owner blushed and almost didn't dare to look Duan Lang in the eye, "Not much, not much. Our Yinjia Town is too remote, with the Heishui River blocking the road, there is no place in the backcountry."

Someone is coming. "

After chatting for a few more words, Mo Yuan suddenly said, "Do you have a teleportation formation here?"

The stall owner said blankly: "Teleportation array, what is that?"

The stall owner acted so ignorant that Duan Lang began to wonder if this place was still the Canglan Realm, and whether it was Yinjia Town or Heishuihe

It's all strange.

After leaving the wonton stall, the two went shopping elsewhere, but they still couldn't find any useful information, so they returned to the inn.

When Xiao Er took them upstairs, Duan Lang was still worried that someone else would live in the room they chose, but it happened to be him who led them in.

we chose before.

Xiao Hei and Treasure Hunting Mouse obediently stayed in the room, and when Duan Lang came back, they tilted their heads and looked at him.

The treasure hunting mouse squeaked, "Master, are you alright?"

Both it and the big bedbug heard Duan Lang's yell, but the big master didn't let them go down, and ordered them to stay in the house obediently, and they could only obey.

Xiao Hei swam up to Duan Lang, stared at him with his big eyes blinking, half of his body in a daze.

Duan Lang recalled his coquettish operation before, and finally felt a little ashamed under the ignorant condolences of the two little beasts.

He coughed and hid the uncomfortable expression on his face, "It's okay."

Mo Yuan glanced at him with a half-smile, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Ever since the reunion, he knew that the person in front of him was not very courageous, but he didn't expect to be so cowardly, and he was also afraid of ghosts.

This is very different from his senior brother who was fearless in his memory.

There is no way to solve the predicament in front of them for the time being, and there seems to be no danger around them, so the two plan to take a rest first and see the situation.

The only bed in the room was naturally occupied by Mo Yuan.Although Duan Lang really wanted to muster up the courage to let him share the bed with him, but thinking about the consequences of doing so,

As a result, it was very likely that it was a tactic to send him back to the west, so he resignedly took out the soft couch.

As a result, just as he was about to lie down on the couch, Mo Yuan glanced at him coldly, "Get on the bed."

Duan Lang: "..."

His hands that were shaking the quilt froze, and his earlobes were involuntarily stained red, "No...don't go..."

How embarrassing it is for a lone man and a widow to sleep in the same bed under the watchful eyes of everyone.Although he was moved, he still wanted to maintain the reserve of a film king and try not to take the initiative.

Mo Yuan raised his eyelids, "Come here, don't make me say it a third time."

Duan Lang stared at him, finally dropped his shoulders in discouragement, hugged the quilt and got on the bed.

The bed has been cleaned up, and the bedding is taken out of Duan Lang's storage bag, and it is very soft to lie on.

The light source beads on the table were put away, and the room became dark, but the light from outside and the noise from downstairs came up, and it didn't seem silent.

Duan Lang felt Mo Yuan lying beside him, he couldn't help holding his breath, his heart was pounding, the sound was so loud that he wanted to cover his ears.

Mo Yuan leaned over and pressed him up, his breath wafting around his ears, it was so cold that it made people shiver, "Senior brother is so clever, he went to bed without commanding from the divine sense, do you think I should reward you?"

Duan Lang: "..."

They are all men, why do you think you are such a seed player?

Do you think I want to be good?It wasn't caused by Qiguchun!

He pushed the person on him and snorted: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and wait for sleep."

"Wait, let the two little ones go out first."

Why do you have the illusion of being a parent when you obviously don't have a baby yet?

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After tossing and tossing, Duan Lang's leg was about to break, and he hated Mo Yuan so much that his teeth were itching, but he was so tired, he didn't hate for a while, he was hypnotized by the sound of rain outside, and fell into a deep dream.

Mo Yuan stared straight at Duan Lang who was sleeping soundly, and the red lines on his face struggled to emerge again.

Why?Why is the devil in his body even more blazing even though he has already had sex.Where is the problem?

When I woke up again, it was already daylight outside.

The rain didn't know when it stopped, and the sky was gloomy, which seemed particularly depressing.

Duan Lang peeked out with his spiritual sense, and found that the town had returned to its dilapidated appearance when they first met.

Everything I saw last night seemed like a dream.

He asked Mo Yuan strangely and suspiciously, "Junior Brother, isn't this really an illusion?"

He discussed with Mo Yuan last night, and felt that the possibility of this place being an illusion is very low. After all, everything that can be experienced in the illusion is real, and there will be no chance

penetrating objects.

But if it wasn't for the illusion, then there was really no way to explain the current situation.

Could it be the same space as Piaomiao Huanfu?But if this is the case, how can those people who appeared at night explain it?

Mo Yuan had no less doubts than Duan Lang, but he already had vague guesses in his heart.

He stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes slid over the dilapidated house and landed on the big black river in the distance.

"Brother asked me, who should I ask?"

Duan Lang: "..."

Young man you are so proud.

There is no spiritual energy here, and there is no way to cultivate, so it is not a problem to stay in the inn all the time. Duan Lang decided to take Xiao Hei and Treasure Hunting Mouse outside for a walk, to see

Glancing at Mo Yuan, he finally decided not to be as knowledgeable as him, "Junior Brother, do you want to go out for a walk?"

Mo Yuan turned around, his eyes were as cold and deep as a deep pool, and he said indifferently: "Let's go."

Duan Lang inexplicably felt that Mo Yuan was weird, but he couldn't say what was wrong, he thought it was because he thought too much, brought Xiao Hei and the treasure hunting mouse, and followed Mo Yuan

After stepping out of the inn.

Turning around the town again, the two came to the stone platform where they appeared yesterday.

The stone platform looks very ordinary, if there is anything special, it is that the stone platform is very similar to the stone platform in the cave.It's just that this stone platform has no formation and no aura.

Xiao Hei and Treasure Hunting Mouse didn't realize at all that the current situation was serious, and they didn't realize that if they couldn't get out, they might be trapped here. After arriving at the stone platform, the snake and the mouse began to play happily again. The game of chasing and catching up quickly disappeared.

Duan Lang saw Mo Yuan squatting down, observing the stone platform carefully, and asked curiously: "What did you discover, Junior Brother?"

He has just checked the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and this stone platform is an ordinary stone platform, and there is no trace of formation.

Mo Yuan straightened up and said flatly, "No."

Just as he was talking, there was a sudden noise not far away, including the cry of a treasure hunting mouse.

The two looked at each other and quickly walked towards the direction of the sound.

After seeing a palm-sized bird surrounded by Xiao Hei and Treasure Hunting Mouse, they were all taken aback.

This place is so dilapidated that not even grass grows. Where did this bird come from?

The bird was only the size of a palm, with a black body, a bunch of long feathers on its tail, and a small head raised up, looking very majestic.

It was obviously just a small bird, but it forced it to look like a phoenix.

Seeing Duan Lang and Mo Yuan approaching, it combed the feathers on its body with its beak, "Mortal, let your spirit beast go away, or don't blame me for being rude."

Duan Lang: "..."

I really want to see how you're being rude.

He waved to Xiao Hei, "Son, mouse, come back."

Both Xiao Hei and Treasure Hunting Mouse returned to Duan Lang very obediently, but their eyes were still fixed on the little black bird, and they tilted their heads to look at it curiously.

Mo Yuan was also looking at the little black bird, his eyes darkened coldly, "What are you?"

Seeing Mo Yuan, Hei Niao shrank back involuntarily, but it took only a moment for him to regain his aloof and unstoppable look, "You are the thing, and your whole family is the thing. I am the bird."