A moment later, when Chu Yan raised his head, he had turned into a middle-aged man with a square face.
Originally, he wanted to create a scar on his face to make him look more fierce, but Chu Yan felt that it would be too conspicuous.
After pondering for a moment, his heart moved slightly.
Suddenly, a scar that looked just like the real thing extended from his left ear to his neck, immediately making him look a bit more ferocious and gangster.
"That's enough." Chu Yan nodded and walked towards the old town ruins.
Chu Yan went out early today, but because he was learning to carve inscriptions from Su Yuqing, it was already evening by the time he arrived at the old town ruins.
"After buying the blood marrow, it will definitely be too late to go back. It seems that I can only find a place to live outside today. Fortunately, there is a shape-shifting inscription, so I am not afraid of revealing my identity." Chu Yan looked at the long road in front of him.
High brick wall, I said in my heart.
The brick wall was about two stories high, mottled and covered with large patches of moss.
Not far from Chu Yan, a hole was opened in the brick wall, which could accommodate two or three people entering and exiting at the same time. There were holes like this every ten feet or so. Suddenly, the brick wall could be opened.
The purpose of the wall to separate the old and new towns was in vain.
At this moment, people are constantly coming in and out of these wall holes.
It's just that unlike the people Chu Yan saw in the new town, most of the people entering and leaving the ruins of the old town are wearing shabby clothes and look shabby.
Occasionally, warriors would pass by. These warriors also had a ferocious look on their faces. From the looks of it, they were not doing any serious business. Nine times out of ten, they were kidnapping meat tickets or something like that.
But anyway, after observing for a while, Chu Yan didn't find anyone getting into a fight because of a quarrel.
Obviously, the saying that the old town ruins have their own rules is true.
After observing for a while, Chu Yan walked over.
Passing through the hole in the wall, a very strange smell suddenly rushed over along with the darkness.
The smell is a bit damp and a little bit musty. In addition, there is also a fragrance and odor mixed together, which is extremely complex.
However, Chu Yan didn't say anything and just continued walking through the brick wall.
The city wall was about three feet thick. After walking out of the artificially dug passage, Chu Yan suddenly felt that he had entered a completely different world from the new town.
The Changqing Town where he worked before had flat blue bricks on the ground and high walls and large tiles everywhere, making it look extremely regular and neat.
But the ruins of the old town behind the brick wall looked mottled, with large shadows everywhere, and lights looming among them, like will-o'-wisps, giving people a creepy feeling.
Fortunately, there were many pedestrians walking along the alleys here, which gave Chu Yan the feeling that he was still in the world.
Chu Yan remembered that shopkeeper Xia of the restaurant told him that it was a place called Langya Pavilion. When he was about to find someone to fix the address, a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks took the initiative to come up.
This guy was short and thin, but he was wearing extremely loose clothes, with the hem pulled to the ground, and he was covered tightly, making him look extremely mysterious.
Approaching Chu Yan, this guy's eyes flashed and he said furtively: "Master, do you want to see the painting?"
"Looking at paintings?" Chu Yan was stunned.
"Tsk, it's that kind of painting, the latest comic book, the kind with a plot." The thin man opened a crack in his clothes, showed it to Chu Yan, and then covered it again.
In just that moment, Chu Yan saw that there were no less than fifty small pockets sewn into the skinny man's clothes, and inside each small pocket, there was a picture album inserted.
The covers of the picture albums are all painted with indescribable patterns, and the colors are bright, extremely realistic, and extremely attractive.
Chu Yan had never seen such a battle before, and was stunned for a moment.
His dazed look, in the eyes of the thin man, immediately made him mistakenly think that the other man was not good at this, so the man rolled his eyes, moved closer and said, "I don't like comic books, but do you like novels? I
There are story novels and romances of various themes here, which are guaranteed to satisfy you.”
As he said that, he showed the inner pocket on the other side of his clothes to Chu Yan, clapped his fingers and said: "For example, the recent hot night attack on the widow's village, my sister-in-law and I had hidden secrets, and the husband-in-law had a gunfight with my wife.
The whole family is perfect and so on, you are guaranteed to be satisfied!”
Seeing that the other party was eloquent, drooling, and about to make a long speech in order to sell his goods, Chu Yan directly handed him a spiritual coin and said impatiently: "Give me a random copy, and then tell me where Langya Pavilion is.
"
"Hiss—spiritual money!" The thin man's eyes suddenly went straight.
When doing business in the ruins of this old town, you usually receive secular copper coins. Even silver is rare, let alone spiritual money.
As if he was afraid that Chu Yan would regret it, the thin man immediately took out a novel, put it into Chu Yan's hand, and said with great enthusiasm: "Sir! My lord, this is the latest and best version on the market. It has text and pictures. I guarantee that it will be read by everyone."
You feel like you are on the scene and have endless aftertaste!”
Originally, he wanted to boast again, but after noticing the dissatisfied look in Chu Yan's eyes, the thin man quickly said: "I know Langya Pavilion! I just came over there earlier today, and I tell you, this is the way to go.
"
Suddenly, the thin man told Chu Yan the location of Langya Pavilion with words and gestures.
Chu Yan listened to it once and remembered it in his heart. Without looking at the script, he put it in his arms and walked into the crowd.
Before he had walked a few steps, Chu Yan suddenly heard a snap from behind him, and at the same time as the screams, there was also a smiley voice: "Liao Shu, you stole my spiritual money, and you actually
Do you still dare to come out and show off in the market?"
The scream sounded familiar to Chu Yan. Chu Yan turned around and immediately saw the thin man named Liao Mouse. He covered his face and fell to the ground. A bright red finger print appeared on half of his face, and his cheeks were swollen.
He stood up, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and the novels and picture albums originally hidden in his inner pockets were scattered on the ground.
In front of him stood a tall, strong man.
This strong man has a fleshy face, long hair hanging down, bulging muscles on his body, and a pair of triangular eyes, making him look extremely ferocious.
At this moment, the tall man looked at Liao Shuhu with a sneer and tossed a spiritual coin in his hand.
Chu Yan's eyes narrowed.
That spiritual coin was exactly what he gave to Liao Shuhu before.
Without hesitation, Chu Yan walked towards the strong man with a cold face.
It's none of my business that you snatched Liao Mouse's spiritual money, but you actually dared to say that the spiritual money was yours. Could it be that you used too much force in the toilet and lost your courage?
The strong man obviously didn't realize that the danger was coming at this moment. He sneered and took a step forward, stepped on the picture album on the ground, and said condescendingly: "Liao Shu, you stole my spiritual money, shouldn't you do it right?"