Another family has moved away in Chang'an Lane. This place cannot keep people. Ordinary people have to live, and if there is no money to be made in this place, then the living people will naturally not be able to stay for a long time.
Brother Zhang was sitting at the door of the milk tea shop saying goodbye to those who had left. They were all old neighbors for many years. I wonder if there would be a chance to meet again after leaving. After all, the life of an ordinary person is somewhat short.
"Another one has left. There aren't many old neighbors left." Yang Junfeng leaned to the side and sighed, then shouted to the person who left: "Come back and play when you have time."
Brother Zhang smiled: "There are fewer ordinary people and more strange things."
Yang Junfeng didn't understand it at first, but in the afternoon he knew what Brother Zhang meant, because the house of the person who had moved out before was vacated. Generally, such idle houses are rented out, and the rent in such places is
It's not that expensive. The landlord just wants to be popular to support the house, and a little rent is better than nothing.
But it's really hard to say whether the people here are human or not.
At six-thirty in the afternoon, when the lanterns were first turned on and thousands of houses were lit up, a man was pulling a small car and slowly entered Chang'an Lane with a pile of things packed in cartons and boxes.
It was the dog days of summer, but he was all wrapped up like rice dumplings. Enthusiastic old men and women were sitting at the door eating. They wanted to ask questions when they saw his appearance, but he also explained kindly that he was sick.
I couldn't see the light, and then I just put the matter aside.
As usual, Yang Junfeng ordered food from Brother Zhang, and then, like most of the natives in Chang'an Lane, sat outside with a chair. Naturally, he couldn't help it when he saw this person walking by.
He raised his head and took a look, but couldn't see anything clearly. He just saw that the skin exposed under the man's scarf showed a strange bronze color. He knew at that time that the new person was not a human being.
"Tell me, how come Chang'an Lane always attracts such unclean people?" Yang Junfeng was eating his meal and casually asked Mr. Pi, who was eating chicken and sucking his fingers next to him, "What is this thing?"
"
Mr. Pi didn't even raise his head. She was concentrating on eating chicken now, and the world had nothing to do with her.
After waiting for a long time, she finished the last bit of chicken before taking out a napkin and wiping her hands: "Ah? What did you say?"
"I asked, what was that thing that I just passed by? And how come Chang'an Lane attracts unclean things so easily."
"This is an ominous place." Mr. Pi did not hide anything: "All the monsters, demons and monsters like this place. But there are Brother Zhang and twelve spirits here, and there is a string of runes at the entrance of Chang'an Lane. Mortals
It’s invisible.”
"Oh? I've lived here all my life and I didn't know."
"You didn't even ask. Just wait for me for a while." Mr. Pi got up and ran back to the milk tea shop. After a while, she came out with a chicken and a cup of milk tea: "Have you ever wondered why there are people in Chang'an Lane?
A Taoist temple?"
"Yes, why?"
"Suppressing evil spirits is stupid."
The relationship between Master Pi and Yang Junfeng was so good that at one time everyone in Chang'an Lane thought that Yang Junfeng was a copper smelter. As for the reason... In fact, Master Pi was brought to this world by Yang Junfeng, and Master Pi's current appearance was also a gift from Yang Junfeng.
, it’s just that Mr. Pi had to forcefully refuse Yang Junfeng’s support throughout his life, secretly engage in pornography, and then... the more he got around, the worse he became.
"Let me tell you this, now Chang'an Lane is both a forbidden place for demons and a blessed place for demons. As for why, you can figure it out for yourself." Master Pi smiled like an expert from outside the world and said: "Enlightenment, you understand. Enlightenment."
"Understand the hammer, you just don't know."
Pi Ye didn't answer him, because Pi Ye really didn't know. All the information she got was from the chats between Brontosaurus and Xiaoma. The main content still had to be obtained by them. She had only been here for a long time and she was still
She is a fox spirit with two swords. Other vixens often have nine tails, but she only has three tails now because of her bloodline. This is not the kind of bullshit.
"It's in vain for you to ask. I'll ask my dog sister."
Yang Junfeng got up and came to the milk tea shop. He leaned his head into the yard and shouted a few times. Then Sister Gou poked her head out of the room and looked at him with her head tilted.
"Come on, come on...Sister, I have something to ask you."
Sister Gou jumped forward and immediately transformed into the refreshing and cold hot girl: "What's the matter?"
"It's so hot. Let me give you something. Let's eat and talk at the door."
Sister Gou nodded, pulled a chair and walked out, while Yang Junfeng leaned on the counter and asked Brother Zhang: "Chang'an Lane is so evil, you don't care?"
"Is there anything more evil than you panning for gold in the river in the city?"
Brother Zhang can be said to be very worried about this matter, because he can't figure out what kind of people have the heart to dig for gold in that kind of place. Moreover, these two people are obviously from a good family background. This is not obvious.
Any questions.
"It's really not my fault. Mr. Cai has been acting strange recently. I suspect that he is suffering from evil spirits."
"No."
"That means there may be something wrong with his brain." Yang Junfeng waved his hand: "I'll prepare three more chickens, two cups of milk tea, and a few grilled sausages, and I'll coax Sister Dog to go."
After a while, Yang Junfeng's threesome were sitting at the gate and chatting. Xu Wei, who had nothing to do, also joined in. It can be said that the regular team of the milk tea shop is here except Dahuang and Xiao Zhang.
"What has Dahuang been doing recently? I haven't seen him for several days."
"It seems that he has several children to take care of, and there is also a foreign friend coming, and he is going to receive him." Xu Wei continued: "That's what he told me."
Sister Gou also nodded beside her. It seemed that Dahuang didn't really brag this time, but he actually had foreign friends, which really made people curious.
"I sent him a message and asked him to bring his foreign friends to play." Yang Junfeng chuckled: "By the way, Sister Dog. You said Chang'an Lane..."
This time Yang Junfeng really asked the right person. Sister Gou is a super veteran who lives here where Chang'an Lane becomes an alley. She has watched even a tree here grow up. Yang Junfeng is not an outsider, so
She started chatting.
Chang'an Lane was born in the late Song Dynasty. It was founded in order to preserve the knowledge and skills from being trampled by the Mongolian cavalry. It was built by the Holy Lord at that time. Naturally, the location was chosen in an extremely dangerous environment, and no one else could see it.
The kind of place I brought here. Looking at it at the time, it was not much different from the deep mountains and old forests. At first, some scholars and warlocks were admitted to take refuge here, but as time went by, Chang'an Lane gradually turned into a village, and some fairies and wood spirits also
Everyone came here because of its reputation, and then the current structure gradually formed.
Later, with the development of the times and urban construction, the original wilderness gradually became the center of the new city. However, this place could only be repaired but not rebuilt. In the end, it simply became a group of protected buildings. The small Chang'an Lane was rebuilt from the ground up.
It is a cross distribution at the end, but it includes a series of architectural patterns from the Song Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty. Moreover, this area is really not suitable for doing business and making a living. After many years, there are fewer and fewer ordinary people, and more and more strange people.
There are more and more people coming, and now eight or nine out of ten households are either descended from warlocks, alchemists, monks, or the offspring of a combination of humans and demons. In short, there are very few ordinary people.
As for the reason, ordinary people here will become very unsatisfied due to the blessing of the three qi of demon, yin and hostility. This kind of thing is determined by the earth's veins, but this place is actually very beneficial to the practitioners.
It is a treasure land where demons, ghosts and corpses are raised, so... the development from generation to generation has become what it is now.
Although this place is full of old houses, it is still very famous in the world of monsters and monsters. There is indeed a talisman at the door that is invisible to mortals. It says on it that anyone who enters Chang'an Lane must treat them as normal, and no abuse of magic is allowed.
You are allowed to display your abilities or transform into prototypes in front of mortals, otherwise you will be expelled from Chang'an Alley.
"This was the rule back then, and it's still in use now. Can't Pippi see it?"
Mr. Pi laughed heartily: "I can't understand traditional Chinese characters... You don't know, I learned fox script. I was illiterate in the first few months when I came here."
Although this reason sounds very strange, since it happened to Mr. Pi, there seems to be nothing wrong. Mr. Pi... one of the three pistachios in Chang'an Lane, an outstanding representative with a big brain, it makes sense.
It makes sense...
"Then what was that thing that came just now?"
"You didn't tell me what it was." Sister Gou looked at Yang Junfeng dumbfounded: "You should describe it."
Yang Junfeng began to describe the characteristics of the person in the afternoon, but halfway through the description, Yang Junfeng suddenly closed his mouth, because the person he described was walking in this direction, still wrapped tightly, and even the sky was dark
Even though I was wearing sunglasses, I was still wearing sunglasses.
"It's him, it's him!"
Mr. Pi didn't care about this at all. He pointed at the man and said to Sister Dog: "That's him."
The man seemed surprised to be named by Mr. Pi, but he nodded politely to the few people enjoying the cool weather here. Although his expression could not be seen, he could feel that he was smiling.
Sister Gou raised her hand to signal Master Pi not to be excited, and then watched the man walk into the milk tea shop. Sister Gou raised her nose behind him and sniffed, and then she was confident.
After he opened the door and walked into the milk tea shop, Master Pi and Yang Junfeng immediately approached him and asked, "What is it?"
"Zombie." Sister Gou looked back and said, "A very, very advanced zombie."
"How advanced?" Yang Junfeng asked curiously with his eyes widened: "But shouldn't zombies be jumping around?"
Master Pi hit him in the stomach with his elbow: "You say it's very high-end."
"There are two systems of zombies. One is the prehistoric system, where the highest level zombie is the Drought Demon. The other is the Taoist system, where the highest level is the wandering zombie. The one just now should be the non-bone."