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Gu Juan picked up the fallen five-color dagger with an axe, and brought it close to observe silently.
It seems to have been eroded and scoured for an unknown number of years. Although the whole is still full of brilliance, if you look closely, you can find many signs of weathering and dilapidation, especially the broken tip of the sword, which has become gray and dull. Like a monument.
If it is said that this has something to do with the Nether Gate, then the many doubts that have puzzled him since he woke up may make sense.
Why he was the only one, and why Hong Yi and the others disappeared, can all give a reasonable explanation.
But there is still something elusive for him.
One is where exactly is this place.
If according to his guess, this place is already inside the Nether Gate, then why didn't there be a trace of chaotic gray fog?
There is also the bright moon and stars above the head. Could it be that these things can also be seen in the gate of the netherworld?
The second is about the woman he had just hacked to death.
After several collisions and contacts, he can almost conclude that the faint golden light protecting her is most likely the secret method of Vajra. In addition to the Luo character engraved on her forehead, then, is she a disciple of Yeluo?
If so, which generation of Karma disciples would it be?
Anyway, at least not in recent generations, because when he was in the secret realm of Yeluo, as one of the three saints and one of the highest leaders of Yeluo, he basically met all the disciples of Yeluo once, and he can be sure No such person exists.
What's more, why was she able to use the Vajra secret technique, but he was deprived of all the exercises he had practiced, and he couldn't even make a single flame?
The place where the hair was entangled on the leg was still a little painful, as if it had been torn and cut with a wound that was not deep or shallow.
He lowered his head and rolled up his trouser legs, stretched out his hand to caress the piece of blood oozing flesh, his expression that had just recovered calm became puzzled again.
The woman seemed to have left some marks on his legs.
If he read correctly, the word "Jian" should be on the left leg
As for the corresponding position of the right leg, he couldn't help but secretly sighed after reading it.
This is a "Ò»" character, or to be precise, it should be a short horizontal stroke, and the font behind it is not really finished.
Maybe she didn't have to be so anxious to kill people just now, which didn't leave enough time for her to complete the next tattoo and lettering work.
Gu Juan memorized this one and a half words in his heart, stood up and watched the dirty puddle in front of him disappear little by little, turning into a flat road, he restrained his thoughts and looked towards the illuminated town that was already close at hand.
Perhaps all questions can be answered from inside.
He took a while to adjust his clothes, hid the double-edged ax into the void, and hid the five-color dagger close to his body. The serious and puzzled expression on his face gradually disappeared, and finally a gentle and kind smile emerged , stepping slowly from the darkness outside the town to the light.
It's like stepping into a new world.
Bid farewell to the endless dark and silent road, bid farewell to all kinds of strange creatures, and place yourself in the crowded human market.
After stepping across the unclear dividing line between light and dark, bursts of noisy and chaotic market noises suddenly came from all directions, and finally poured into his ears.
The smile on Gu Ban's face was wider, and he walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and soon completely integrated into the long street.
This is a street paved with bluestone square bricks, and there are various shops on both sides of the road. Although it was late at night, none of the shops closed their doors to thank customers. Even those grain shops and cloth houses hung lanterns on both sides of the plaque, illuminating a small area in front of the door.
And other places on the street, such as teahouses and wine shops, are even more crowded and lively, with a scene of booming business.
In addition to the fixed shops on both sides of the street, there are also a few individual traders with baskets and loads hawking along the street, and there are also small businessmen who spread coarse cloth and set up stalls on the side of the road. They sell a variety of things. have.
From time to time, pedestrians of all kinds stopped to stop, took out square coins from the wide sleeves, bought some snacks such as sugar cakes, and then walked away after eating at the same spot.
The street is generally still bright, but it seems that a very light gray fog can be faintly seen from the lights that cannot be illuminatedThe place seeps out, and it can give people a hazy feeling in the foggy night if you look closely.
Gu Pan's heartstrings were full, tight inside and loose outside, and he walked casually in the shadows where the lights and candles couldn't shine. Although his eyes didn't stay on any individual for more than a breath, he firmly remembered everything he saw. The person's figure, appearance, clothing and attire.
He found himself somewhat out of place.
Because almost all the clothes worn by pedestrians on the street are high crowns and belts, wide sleeves, and even the hawkers on the street are wearing loose robes, which are very different from the black clothes he wears. difference.
Whether it is the fabric material or the style design, there is a big difference.
That is to say, it is just late at night, and there is a faint gray mist, so even with moonlight and lights, the light is still not as bright as a sunny day, and those people's attention does not fall on the places where the lights can't shine. In the dark, so he won't be found out and can continue to mix in.
But as long as he stays around, it's only a matter of time before he is discovered.
Therefore, the most urgent task now is to get a pair of clothes with a high crown belt, wide coat and long sleeves, so that you can blend into it silently.
Gu Juan's thoughts moved, so he avoided crowded places with bright lights, plunged into the depths of the dark alley next to him, found a place where someone climbed over the wall, and sneaked towards the house in the dark.
Not long after, there was an extra pedestrian on the street who no longer concealed himself, and with the jade money commonly used here in his pocket, he began to wander around in a serious manner.
All kinds of food aromas filled the nostrils, which also made Gu Pan, who was already hungry and flustered, even more sad.
But are the products sold in these restaurants really food?
He didn't know, and he didn't want to gamble.
At least I don't want to gamble until I have a better understanding of the situation.
So in order to find out what was going on here, he followed the flow of people into one of the most popular restaurants.
Anyway, when I went to borrow clothes just now, I borrowed a little money. Without worrying about not being able to pay the bill, I ordered two plates of the cheapest side dishes and a pot of low-quality shochu, and found a corner to sit and listen Listening to what they are talking about and what they are doing is also the most convenient way to detect intelligence.
As soon as Gu Juan entered the door, a young man with a white cloth on his shoulders, but still wearing a loose robe rushed over to say hello. After he sat down, he wiped the table attentively, and then articulated the name of the dish. .
What the shop clerk said sounds a bit laborious, and it is definitely not the official language commonly used in the current Wei Dynasty, but generally relying on even guessing, you can also know what he said.
But if Gu Juan were to be asked to speak up by himself, he would definitely reveal his identity on the spot, revealing his identity as an "outsider".
So he pointed to the dishes on the table not far away, tried to recall the tone of the shop assistant just now, and said the name of a kind of drink, then closed his mouth and eyes, acting as cold and reserved as he didn't want to talk attitude.