Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

He walked leisurely towards the city.

When I got closer, I found that the city gate was extremely wide, and there were no guards who looked like guards, allowing others to enter and exit.

There are not many people coming in and out, most of them are villagers dressed up.

It's just that these villagers are not the same as the conventional impression, the old people are rare, many of them are tigers and bears, and their bodies are covered with animal skins, and there are different energy mixtures in their bodies, showing fierceness.

They carried packages on their backs, mostly the corpses of demon beasts in the Great Wilderness and precious medicinal materials, and rushed to the city to sell them.

These are all villagers living on the edge of the Great Wilderness, eating animal meat and drinking animal blood, and many villages have a heritage from nowhere, and their strength is not weak.

Mo Yu caught a glimpse of a person's package soaked in blood out of the corner of his eye, and three tails looming on a tiger skin.

The three-tailed tiger, a kind of alien demon beast in the Great Wilderness, Mo Yu and Zhou Xiao also hunted when they were on the road, the meat quality is good, the strength is not weak, and the adult individual can get close to the exterior scene.

In addition, there were many young people dressed in various sect clothes, in groups of three or five, either entering the city or leaving the city.

Mo Yu walked to the city gate and looked up, there were three big characters on the tall city tower.

Ink Stone City!

He stared intently at the city wall, the mottled city wall was faintly inky, and there was an unknown energy surge, faintly connected.

Mo Yu roughly sensed it, and judged in his heart that if the energy on this city wall was fully activated, he was afraid that it would be able to resist all the attacks under the Cave Heaven Realm.

The secret way in my heart is that I can set up a city on the border of the Great Wilderness, and there are really some doorways.

He didn't care, and walked leisurely into the city.

Suddenly a smell of red dust came to the face, and the streets were vast, and the ink-colored houses separated from the two sides, and the walls were of the same stone.

The streets are clean and pedestrianized.

Many sturdy villagers dressed up in a certain direction, and Mo Yu guessed that it was to the city market.

He was a little curious, and decided to go around when he figured out the situation in the city.

He is now in a state of curiosity about everything.

Picking up people coming and going, there are constantly shouting and selling in the ears, Mo Yu is in it, there is a sense of time and space change, as if returning to ancient China.

"Sugar gourd, sweet and delicious sugar gourd, eh, little sister, do you want to have a bunch. "

Mo Yu looked for a sound, and saw a little girl selling sugar gourds looking at him with a smile on his face.

The little girl was estimated to be less than ten years old, her eyes were watery, and she subconsciously swallowed saliva at the sugar gourd.

This was a very ordinary scene, but Mo Yu's footsteps stopped slightly.

The little girl is very cute, wearing a Taoist robe, washed a little whitish, but exceptionally clean.

It's very picturesque.

Mo Yu smiled, stepped forward and took off a bunch and said, "I'll buy one." "

"Okay, it's a total of three cents. The vendor said with a smile.

Mo Yu thought about it, took out a small piece of broken silver from the ring and handed it over.

This was found next to the corpse in the mausoleum, and the silver had oxidized because of the time, but there were still some usable ones, and there were many of them.

These silver can't be exchanged for qi luck value, but considering that he always has to leave the mausoleum, Mo Yu put it on his body for backup.

The peddler took it, took out a small scale he carried with him, weighed it, and smiled even deeper.

He hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, guest officer, I will find you silver." "

He rummaged through the cloth bag, took out three smaller pieces of silver, and handed them back, while finding more than twenty copper coins and handing them over.

Mo Yu took it and nodded in greeting.

He handed the sugar gourd in his hand to the little girl and said with a smile, "I've given it to you." "

The little girl was stunned for a moment, looked at Mo Yu suspiciously, and then took it timidly, she licked it with a happy expression, and said crisply: "Thank you, brother, you are really a good person." "

She saluted politely, turned and trotted away.

Mo Yu looked at her back and smiled, and looked up at the sky, which was covered with white clouds.

Seeing this little girl, he was a little homesick, he also had a younger sister, who was about the same age as this little girl.

It's a pity that I've crossed over, I don't know what's going on at home, and how my parents will feel in the face of their sudden disappearance.

He sighed lightly in his heart, and he didn't know if he would have a chance to open the way back after opening a powerful enough transformation.

He shook his head, dispelled the nostalgia, and continued to wander the streets.

Passing by a stall, I bought a black folding fan on it and held it in my hand, adding a bit of chic.

The benefactor stayed. "

Mo Yu was walking, and suddenly a voice stopped him, his footsteps stopped, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a stall on the side of the street, and an old man in a Taoist robe was sitting on the position, looking like a master.

A signboard flag was erected beside him, which read, "The sun and the moon are in the palm, and the universe is broken in the sleeve."

"Fortune teller?"

Mo Yu showed an interesting smile, walked over and said, "You called me?"

He didn't care about the title of donor.

In his previous life, Mo Yu knew that the word donor was originally the original title of the Daomen, but it was later plagiarized by the Buddhism.

Similar words also have temples, wooden fish, abbots, abbots, all of which used to be the vocabulary of Taoism, and later Buddhism flourished, but it was mainly anti-guest, thinking that it was the original vocabulary of Buddhism.

Lao Dao showed an unfathomable smile: "Naturally, I called the donor, I felt that there was a faint ferocious aura on the donor, and I was afraid that there would be a catastrophe, so I spoke up." "

"Oh......" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, and this voice was extremely long.

He observed the old man quietly, silently pouring the aura in his body into his eyes, although he had not opened his eyes today, he could see many things.

He originally thought that this old Taoist was a first-class charlatan, but under his gaze, there was an aura in this old Dao's body, which was circulating in the Zhou Tian cycle, and this aura was running mysteriously, and after his seven orifices and heavenly opportunities, even his figure was a little blurry in Mo Yu's eyes.

"Actually a person with real skills?"

Mo Yu muttered in his heart, but his face remained the same, just because he had real skills didn't mean that he wasn't a charlatan.

These are two different things.

He smiled and asked, "I don't know what the chief saw, where did the robbery come from?"

Lao Dao showed a deep smile and said: "I don't believe it rashly boasting about the donor, but the poor Dao does see the evil spirit on the donor, so let's help the donor look at the palmistry first, and tell me where you came from, what are you going to do now, if you are right, the donor will listen to me and you to solve the problem, how about it?"

Mo Yu also smiled, his eyes were like torches, and he clearly saw a trace of cunning in the eyes of this old man.

He knew that this old Taoist had cultivated the technique of deriving the heavenly machine, and what could he calculate, and he probably used these tricks to deceive him on weekdays.

Let's talk about some real things to hook others, and then slowly cast a net to deceive.

However, he has a better way to deal with this kind of person with real skills, but he is afraid that the other party is a pure liar and will not be able to see anything.

Carrying the folding fan behind his back, he asked with a smile, "Dao Chief, don't you know if your relatives can be counted?"

Lao Dao stroked his beard and said: "It's best to come in person, but if you have a name and a birthday, you can count it." "

Mo Yu smiled deeper and said: "Yes, yes, I have an uncle, we have been separated since childhood, and I don't know his whereabouts, and I asked the Taoist chief to help calculate where he is now." "