I'm sprouting again

The next day, Bai Xiao and his group set off towards the border of the desert.

Because of the king's health, the king and his wife did not go with them, but came after them so as not to slow down their progress.

This time, Bai Xiao and the others were also on a starship. The distance from the palace to the border of the desert was about the same as the distance from the human settlement to Aesop City.

Obviously faster than when he came that time, but Bai Xiao didn't get airsick.

On the afternoon of the second day after departure, the starship arrived at its destination.

The starship was parked on a grassland, with mountains behind it, and a towering inn building not far ahead.

There is still some distance from the inn building, but the inn building is surrounded by the ruins of the small town, so the starship cannot approach and dock, so they can only stop here, and they have to walk over.

After getting off the starship, Zang Feng put the camouflage on.

Bai Xiao looked around and found that the scenery here is actually very ordinary.

But Gou Gou and Xiong Lie were also very excited: Gou Gou ran ahead like a child on a spring outing, and Xiong Lie was on the other side of Bai Xiao, serving as a tour guide for Bai Xiao and Zang Feng.

Behind them, the gigantic chicken cub moved along - although the chicken cub's legs were still short, it had grown in size anyway, and when it walked, one step could equal Bai Xiao's three or four steps.

——In fact, the chicken cub is still willing to use jumping, but its current weight is not the same as before. If it jumps, it is not very friendly to the people around it.

They quickly reached the edge of the ruins of the small town, Xiong Lie pointed to a broken archway and said.

"This is the original entrance to the small town."

Bai Xiao took a look, and then saw that there were two sculptures beside the arch—although only a base and two legs remained of those two sculptures now.

But those two legs don't want to be human, but rather like two upside-down cones—of course, they may not be legs.

Walking into the ruins of the small town, Bai Xiao looked around, seeing desolation everywhere.

But the strange thing is that this place has been abandoned for a hundred years, but there are no traces of weeds or vines in the ruins.On the contrary, the ruins still retain the scene just after being hit by the storm-only the discarded garbage inside has been sorted out so that it doesn't look messy.

The only thing that can prove the traces of history here are the corroded and faded walls, tiles, weathered walls and decayed wood on the fallen ruins.

Looking at these ruins, Bai Xiao roughly sketched out a plan for the reason for the small town in his mind.

Although it is dilapidated, it is too clean.

"Is there someone cleaning here regularly?"

Bai Xiao walked for a while and asked his doubts.

Xiong Lie shook his head: "I don't know. Many people think that it was cleaned up by the person in charge of the inn. After all, many people who come here now come to the legendary place in the small town.

But I asked the person in charge, and he kept denying it.But here are some legends—”

Xiong Lie stopped talking when he said this, Bai Xiao glanced at him, and Xiong Lie raised his eyebrows at him.

Bai Xiao had no choice but to ask, "What legend?"

Xiong Lie grinned, and then continued: "The bosses said that the ghosts cleaned it up, because the ruins of this small town are the ghosts' home."

Bai Xiao: "..."

Xiong Lie spread his hands: "Don't make such an expression, I didn't make it up, everyone in the inn building said so."

Bai Xiao laughed dryly twice, and said, "Kester... really has a ghost?"

Xiong Lie immediately understood what Bai Xiao was thinking, and started hehehe.

"Are you afraid of ghosts?"

The corner of Bai Xiao's mouth twitched, and his voice became more dry: "Kester...is there still a ghost?"

Xiong Lie laughed loudly: "It's all done by you humans, how could it happen."

Bai Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiong Lie continued: "But ghosts do exist. You know this too."

Bai Xiao: "..."

He also knows a lot about Kester now, yes, he knows that there is a soul.But the books say that Kester's soul is an energy medium, similar to the guardian elves in miracles.

But the concept of a ghost is different in that it has its own consciousness, and even has a vengeful spirit.

Seeing that Bai Xiao was really startled, Zang Feng raised his head and gave Xiong Lie a sideways glance.

Xiong Lie is innocent, so is it wrong to tell the truth?

Zang Feng looked at Bai Xiao and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Bai Xiao looked up and smiled: "Yes."

Xiong Lie: "..."

Gee.

Zang Feng looked at Xiong Lie again, and asked, "What's the matter with the ghost?"

Xiong Lie curled his lips, and then honestly told the situation that he came to find out before.

"After the storm that destroyed the small town, didn't many people disappear? After that disaster, the people who stayed here thought that they had all become ghosts, and these ghosts would guard the small town, and at night At that time, the ghosts will create a small town before the destruction, and live in it as usual."

Zang Feng asked Xiong Lie: "Is there any degree of authenticity?"

Xiong Lie shrugged: "I stayed here for one night on purpose, but there was nothing. I also asked the boss, the person in charge and some people who often come to hunt here. But some of them said that they saw it, and some Say there is no such thing.

So I think, this is probably also a gimmick used by the inn to solicit customers. "

Since the storm disaster here, because of the words of the survivors, there has been a wave of expeditions throughout Kester.Although the heat receded later, the influence left by the wave has always existed.

And this inn building here survives precisely by this influence.

So if it was the gimmick they came up with, it would be well-founded and justifiable.

Both Bai Xiao and Zang Feng also tended to say this - for example, the street leading from the ruins to the inn building in the center of the small town was obviously cleaned up on purpose.

This inn building is really serious about running it.

A group of people walked through the ruins of the small town, and finally arrived in front of the inn.

This was the first time Bai Xiao saw the inn building up close.

The area of ​​the inn building is more than 500 square meters, with a total of 29 floors, which decrease continuously from bottom to top, and the highest floor is only about half of the area.

As far as Xiong Lie, a person who often travels north and south to hunt for armor materials, said this is the smallest one in the inn he lived in.

The inn building is black as a whole, in the shape of a regular hexagon, and each corner has cornices extending outwards. A birdcage-like thing hangs under the cornices, but it has no bottom plate, and a small bell hangs in the middle.It looks like a wind chime with a unique shape.

The door of the inn building was wide open. Although the lights were on inside, it was still very dark compared to the sunlight outside.

"Is there anyone in here?"

Bai Xiao glanced at the quiet inn building, there seemed to be no movement inside or outside the door.

To be honest, it's kind of oozing.

If it was him alone, I'm afraid he would be a little afraid to go in.

"Of course, the inn buildings all register accommodation and information on the first floor, but the main activities and accommodation areas are all above."

Xiong Lie walked in while talking to Bai Xiao.

As soon as Xiong Lie stepped into the gate of the inn, he immediately shouted: "Hey, boss with a sheep beard, my friend and I are here."

Bai Xiao and the others also walked in.

As soon as you walk into the inn building, you can feel a rush of cold air.

It was like walking into an air-conditioned room suddenly.

The floors of the inn building are not too high—compared to Kester’s building—there are scattered lights hanging on the ceiling, but these lights are only concentrated in the area from the entrance door to the stairway, and the rest of the place is full of light. dark.

Bai Xiao looked into the depths of the darkness.

Then he discovered that the entire first floor was actually divided into many areas, a bit like a human shopping mall, but not too fragmented—for example, not far away, Bai Xiao saw an area of ​​at least [-] square meters. The location is full of tables and chairs.

These are probably things from a long time ago, because the business of the inn building is sluggish, so now other areas are closed, leaving only a registration desk.

Bai Xiao thought, Zang Feng had brought him to the registration desk.

They were standing diagonally behind Xiong Lie, without going too far forward.

The lighting on this side of the registration counter is stronger than that of other places, and the entire registration desk can be seen clearly.

This registration desk is somewhat like a bar counter, with a long counter in front and a row of display racks behind the counter. There are wine racks on the racks, but there are only two bottles in the wine racks, and they are half drunk.

As for the entire registration desk, apart from the two bottles of wine, the only thing left was a pot of wilted dark green grass on the counter, with a pink and white flower bud in the middle, which was also wilted. Unable to open smoothly.

The staff at the registration desk is an old man with a goatee.

The old man looked very old, he was hunched over, and his height was shorter than the counter; his beard and hair were all white, but he was wearing a neat bartender uniform—it seems that the registration desk was really a bar before— - The old man's brows and eyes were drooping. When he looked up, Bai Xiao saw his Zou Baba's skin and his squinted eyes - Bai Xiao wondered if he hadn't opened his eyes.

"Oh, it's a big bear!"

Although the sheep-bearded old man seemed to be squinting, his vision was clearly unobstructed, and his voice was still loud and clear. It could be heard that his body should be in good health.

Xiong Lie seemed to be very familiar with the old man with a goat beard—yes, this is a "regular customer" who came here five times a year for ten years——Xiong Lie laughed twice and replied: "Haha, that's right. I'm going to Has the floor scheduled for a few days been cleaned?"

The sheep-bearded old man raised his eyebrows and snorted. He raised his chin slightly and looked a little proud: "Of course it's been cleaned. Don't underestimate our inn building. This is the first batch of inns in Kester. The building has all the rules it should have, but it’s not comparable to those new gadgets.”

Xiong Lie laughed again, lying on the counter chatting with the sheep-bearded old man.

But at least he still remembered that Zang Feng was also behind, and after only a few words, he was about to get the key to the floor, and registered the information of their group, and then bid farewell to the old man.

"Wait." Just as they were about to leave, the sheep-bearded old man stopped them.

Bai Xiao and the others turned their heads, and then Bai Xiao saw the old man with the sheep beard opened his eyes.

His eyes are copper-colored, under the light, they look like dark rubies, on Zou Baba's face, they look very bright and beautiful, and even have a look that an old man shouldn't have.

But before Bai Xiao took a closer look, the old man closed his eyes again, and then he turned his head slightly to the side, aiming directly at the giant chicken cub following Bai Xiao and the others.

The goatee old man smacked his mouth, as if he was dissatisfied with Xiong Lie, an "old man", who broke the rules.

He reminded: "The beast mount must be tied to the back of the inn building."

Bai Xiao: "..."

The chicken cub was angry, and even tried to jump up: "Chirp! Chirp, chirp!"

You are the mount!I am my mother's big baby!

Bai Xiao pursed her lips to hold back her smile, and reached out to pat the chicken cub's wingtips as a comfort.

Xiong Lie said to the sheep-bearded old man: "This is not a beast mount, this is my friend's son."

The goatee-bearded man seemed taken aback by the statement, and then he craned his neck, presumably on tiptoe, and his head emerged from behind the counter, almost resting on the counter, his squinting eyes "staring" at the chicken. Cubs look.

Probably wondering what kind of breed this "son" is.

"Okay, this is really not a mount, and it won't attack people. I will guarantee it with my citizen number. If something goes wrong, you can complain to me." Xiong Lie assured the old man with a goat beard, patted his chest.

The sheep-bearded old man pondered for a moment, then withdrew his head, probably giving up his identity as a chicken cub.

He compromised: "Okay, as long as it's on the floor under your reservation, don't come down. After all, although there are many hunters who go hunting in the desert, there are also many who would scream when they see a black thorn worm." 'Little Adventurers'."

Xiong Lie reassured: "No problem."

The goat-bearded old man curled his lips, said nothing more, turned around and took a watering can, stood on tiptoe and began to water the potted plant on the counter.

Xiong Lie turned his head, shook the key in his hand, and said, "Let's go up."

The room Xiong Lie booked for them was on the seventh floor. The original inn building was from the fifth floor upwards, and each floor had an "inn" and various shops.However, since the desert trading road was diverted, the business here has been sluggish. From the fifth floor and above, all of them have become residences, and the rest of the shops are all concentrated on the second, third, and fourth floors.

The stairs are on the side, and each floor is separated by a large curtain.They didn't meet anyone along the way, and they avoided the commotion that the chicken cub might cause—although Bai Xiao had already thought up all kinds of explanations for the species of the chicken cub before setting off, but it's better to lie less good.

Entering the door on the seventh floor, there is a wide hall first. There are still many tables, chairs and partitioned shops here, but all of them have been abandoned.

These places have been cleaned and there is no dust accumulation - only the potted plants that were originally placed here have not been treated, and there is dried mud inside, which adds a bit of depression.

After passing the lobby, and then walking in, there are row upon row of accommodation rooms.

Xiong Lie walked to the door of a side room, and said to Zang Feng and Bai Xiao, "Your Highness, Bai Xiao, this is your room. The egg yolk is now in such a shape that it probably won't fit in it. Let it sleep next to you."

"Chirp!"

Egg Yolk let out a displeased voice, expressing that he wanted to sleep with Mom.

Bai Xiao didn't answer right away, but opened the door to look at his and Zang Feng's room.

This room is against the wall of the inn building. There are windows on the wall, and the lighting is very good. It is not so cramped at all.

But this room is really not that big, and it's fine for two people to live in. If you add a chicken cub with a volume of more than ten cubic meters, it will be a bit difficult to move your feet.

After seeing the room, Bai Xiao turned around and announced to Chick: "You can sleep in the lobby."

Chicken Cub couldn't believe it: "Chirp!"

Mom, you don't want me anymore? ! QQ

Bai Xiao: "..."

This brat's play is really getting more and more day by day.

Bai Xiao: "Let's discuss rationally. First, can you squeeze in through this door?"

The gates and stairs of this inn building are relatively large, probably because of the original passenger flow design, so there is no problem for chickens to come in and out.

But the rooms here are all designed according to the normal body shape of the Kesters, and the doors are naturally not designed to be in the same proportion as the door.

Xiong Lie also seemed to have just discovered this problem, and slapped his head: "That's right, it's too fat to get in."

Chicken Cub: "?!!"

Fat?too fat?

Chicken Cub turned to look at Xiong Lie, Doudou's eyes were full of fierceness, and he roared angrily: "Chirp! Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

Xiong Lie was taken aback, and quickly jumped two steps away, fearing that the chicken cubs would come to peck him, he turned his head to ask Bai Xiao for help: "What's wrong with it?"

Bai Xiao said quietly: "It says you are blind."

Xiong Lie: "...you will cause problems when you educate your children in this way."

Bai Xiao didn't bother to make trouble with them, so he took the chicken cub by the tip of its wing and walked it back to the hall, then asked the guards to help move the table by the window, and took out the newly bought chicken cub from the space button. giant nest.

"You can sleep here, anyway, this floor is covered by us, good boy."

The chicken cub was aggrieved and stood still.

So Bai Xiao took out the dozing ball from his pocket again, took out the nest of the ball, and put it on the table next to the big nest.

"Let your brother accompany you."

After waking up, I saw the ball beans on the table under my quilt: "???"

With company, the chicken cub reluctantly yelled, "Chirp."

OK then.

Qiu Dou: "...does anyone want to ask my opinion?"

Bai Xiao: "Do you still want to ride on the back of your brother's neck?"

The fur of that piece is soft and stable, and the chick won't fall off when walking. Since Ball Dou found it there yesterday, he slept there last night.

Ball Bean immediately became dumb.

After finishing off the awkward two sons, Bai Xiao returned to the room and put down some luggage in the space button—they didn't know how long they would have to stay here before they could enter the city of machinery, so they planned to stay for a long time from the beginning.

After putting away the things, Bai Xiao went out with Zang Feng, intending to take a look at the inn building to learn about it - although Xiong Lie introduced them, they still wanted to see many things by themselves.

Xiong Lie hooked Gougou's shoulder and said to them: "Okay, Gougou and I have already visited the inn building before. I will take him to walk around the ruins. I didn't finish it last time."

Several people split up and acted.

Bai Xiao and Zang Feng went downstairs to the public areas on the second, third and fourth floors.

Xiong Lie had already introduced these layers to them before.

The fourth floor is a lounge, which is mainly a place to provide food and entertainment; the third floor is an exchange, which is mainly an activity area for hunters. The monsters they hunt from the desert or forest will be here to watch and trade with middlemen; the second floor It is the information office, which is mainly provided to those who come to explore. It is called the information office, but it is actually a place that sells nearby small maps, monster distribution maps, plant and herb illustrations, and records some legends here.

Bai Xiao and Zang Feng went to the second floor.

When passing by the fourth floor, because it is almost time to eat, I can smell the hot aroma of food; when passing by the third floor, there is a hustle and bustle that was not there when I went upstairs, probably in the process of bidding.

Bai Xiao looked at Zang Feng, and suggested curiously, "We'll finish watching later, so why don't we come here to have a look?"

Zang Feng nodded in agreement: "Okay."

The two reached the second floor, opened the door curtain and walked in. The first thing they saw was a huge curtain wall.

As a partition, the curtain wall stands in the middle of the room on this floor, and it can be seen as soon as you enter the door, and it is also the most conspicuous thing on the entire floor.

There is a painting on the curtain wall.

What is in the painting is the picture of this small town before it was destroyed by the storm.

The colors of the pictures on the entire curtain wall are very rich. Although the picture is a complete picture of a small town, from left to right it shows the scenery of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In the small town in the painting, the streets are criss-crossing and the houses are white and black tiles, but there are various colorful patterns on the walls. At first glance, the whole small town is as bright and beautiful as "flowers like brocade".

The small town is full of people coming and going all year round, and almost every household has a variety of shops; the streets are full of caravans, and there are many monster mounts.

In the picture, there are also various festival pictures interspersed, including fireworks, sacrifices, huge holographic projections running in the desert, and ancient dances dancing among the crowd.

Even if you just look at the picture, it seems that you can hear the laughter from the other side of time.

Bai Xiao was a little amazed after watching the picture of the entire curtain wall.

"It turns out that the small town was so prosperous back then."

Thinking about the ruins he saw when he entered the inn building, Bai Xiao couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Zang Feng had been here before, but at that time he had no intention of playing. He only came here for the trace of the seed power, and he only stayed for one night before leaving.

This is also the first time Zang Feng has seen this curtain wall.

Zang Feng thought for a while and said, "I don't know much about this place, but the small towns at both ends of the desert trading road are indeed very prosperous——the newly built town is bigger than this one, so you can visit it later when you have time."

Bai Xiao turned around and smiled at him: "Okay."

After the two finished looking at the curtain wall, they visited other places on this floor.

The shops on this floor are basically for "adventurers". They sell maps, illustrated books, and storybooks, and there are also many special small commodities—these are basically small mechanical toys, probably for the sake of It is in line with the name of the city of machinery.

In general, it is basically just to coax the "adventurers" to play.

Bai Xiao and Zang Feng had no interest in these things, and finally they found a small shop, to be precise, it was a place like a reading corner.

Here are several bookshelves filled with paper books.

These books are very old, the edges are fuzzy, and there is no classification mark similar to that of a library. They are different in size and size, just placed there randomly.

Just put a sign in the corner saying "do not damage, scan".

Bai Xiao randomly pulled out a book and found that it was a teaching material on planting.

When I opened it, there were names of people on the title page, and various notes and notes in the textbook.

"This is, the used textbook?"

Bai Xiao flipped through two pages before realizing that this is a book that has been personally annotated.

"I am a storybook."

Zang Feng also took a copy, opened it, looked at it twice, and said.

Bai Xiao went over to take a look, and found that what Zang Feng was holding was a children's storybook. On the pages of the storybook, there were traces of random drawing with colored crayons, which were obviously written by children.

Bai Xiao looked at Zang Feng, and Zang Feng was also a little puzzled.

After that, the two looked through a few more books, and found that in the bookshelf in this corner, there were various types of books, but they all had one thing in common, that was, they were once the private property of others.

Bai Xiao flipped through it, and gradually had an idea.

He said: "These, could they be the... relics of the people in the small town?"

After all, judging from the nature of this floor, these books must be related to the small town.

Zang Feng paused his hand, thought for a while, and nodded: "It is very possible. At that time, because of the great disaster, he originally wanted to build a memorial hall on the ruins of this small city. But the survivors did not agree, and they still kept the small town after the disaster. As for the things in the small town, there is no place for the authorities to sort them out, they are all handled by themselves."

Bai Xiao put back all the books in his hand, took a step back, looked at these full bookshelves, as if he saw the voices and smiles of the owners of these bookshelves.

His heart sank, and finally he sighed softly.

Zang Feng said: "Let's go, let's go downstairs."

Bai Xiao was a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Zang Feng explained as he walked: "Just now, I looked at it and found that the bosses on this floor basically came here in the past few years, but the old man at the counter downstairs should be a descendant of people from this small town."

Bai Xiao was even more puzzled: "How do you know?"

Zang Feng stopped, pointed to the painting on the curtain wall and said, "Look there."

Bai Xiao followed Zang Feng's hand and found that he was pointing at a field of flowers.

It was a place not far from the inn building, a family with a large yard; the yard of that family was full of the same kind of white flowers, because of the color and scale, even in the overall picture of the whole town, There is also an area that cannot be ignored.

Bai Xiao looked at it twice, and then suddenly understood: "That potted flower."

Zang Feng nodded, "In the shop I passed by just now, I saw their plant illustration book. This kind of flower is a unique species here. Residents of the small town used to use it, and they would use it to decorate their homes during festivals. It means to pray for blessings." .”

Bai Xiao looked at the sea of ​​flowers blooming in the painting, and then thought about the pot of flowers on the counter that was wilting like grass.

"..."

These two seem to be really irrelevant.

Zang Feng continued: "I have also heard of this kind of flower, called Baihuacao, which is a kind of medicinal material. For people who have lived in the desert border for a long time, it is used to purify the environment, or soaked in water for cooking and eaten. It is harmful to the respiratory system. very good.

But growing it requires a special technique, and even when the town was prosperous, I have never heard of this flower being produced anywhere else.

So I think that the old man who can plant it should be a descendant of people from the small town. "

Bai Xiao's eyes widened, and he looked at Zang Feng with admiration, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness is amazing, I didn't notice so many details."

Zang Feng looked at Bai Xiao's expression, and after a while, he suddenly reached out and poked Bai Xiao's face, then he turned and went downstairs without saying a word.

Bai Xiao touched his poked face: "???"

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The two went downstairs, walked to the registration desk, leaned over the counter and looked in.

The old man with the goat beard was squatting behind the counter, pouted his buttocks, and took out a small wooden box from the display cabinet.

Bai Xiao tapped the countertop lightly, afraid of scaring the old man with the goatee, and said softly, "Old man."

The old man with the sheep beard paused for a moment, then stood up holding the wooden box, and looked back.

"Oh, it's you guys." The sheep-bearded old man recognized Bai Xiao and the others and asked, "Do you need anything?"

Bai Xiao showed an obedient smile and said, "No, we just want to learn about the legend of this small town."

The goat-bearded old man seemed a little surprised. He moved the box in his hand with difficulty and put it on the table behind the counter. glance.

"Strange." The sheep-bearded old man squinted his eyes again, and muttered, "Didn't that big bear tell you? He is a regular visitor here, and he knows all the stories that should be here."

Hearing this, Bai Xiao thought for a while and said, "This is the old man. It's the first time we've come here. Although Brother Xiong said something, he mainly told us about the magical beasts in the desert, but we don't know much about the legendary land here." Also very interested.

By the way, I also heard Brother Xiong say that the weeds in the ruins outside are all taken care of by the ghosts here, is it true or not? "

The goat-bearded old man stroked his beard with his hand, but he laughed: "You want to ask about the legendary land, the entire second floor is full of this related shop, although there are relatively few adventurers here today, there are a few Old customers, you can chat with them."

Bai Xiao raised his eyebrows. Although this goatee old man is an octogenarian, he is very smart.

Bai Xiao glanced at Zang Feng, Zang Feng had a smile on his face, turned his head to look at the old man with goatee, straight to the point.

"Although we don't know much about this place, we are not new to the world. The things on it, except for the curtain wall and the collected bookshelves, are all deceiving people in other shops.

If you want to ask the true story of the history of this small town, you still have to hear it from your descendant. "

The sheep-bearded old man didn't seem to expect that his identity would be exposed—of course he never deliberately concealed anything, but it was the first time that his identity was directly revealed after he had worked here for so many years.

The old man with the goat beard was also a little interested: "How do you know that I am a descendant of Xiaocheng?"

Zang Feng turned his head and glanced at the pot of wilting little flowers placed on the counter.

The sheep-bearded old man understood immediately, and then he laughed happily: "Yes, you are not bad."

Seeing that the old man with the goatee beard didn't seem unhappy, Bai Xiao immediately struck while the iron was hot and asked, "Old man, can you tell us something about this small town? Especially about that legendary place?"

The sheep-bearded old man smiled, and then dragged out a step stool from under the table. He climbed up and sat down. The height was almost the same as the standing Bai Xiao and the others.

The sheep-bearded old man let out a sigh of relief, and said sadly: "It's been a long time since no one came to talk to me about these things, and I almost forgot about them.

The legendary land you are asking about, I have not actually been in this place, so I can't say the authenticity, but I can still tell you about its legend. "

"Long before the legendary land became known as Kester, it has been circulated in this small town for many years. But at the beginning, it was not the legendary land, but the land of ghosts."

Hearing the last four words, Bai Xiao's originally excited expression froze in an instant.

Zang Feng glanced sideways, pursed his lips, and then looked away as if he didn't see it.

The sheep-bearded old man continued.

"A long, long time ago, a tree of life appeared in the desert. At that time, Kester had not yet become a cosmic power, nor had he developed a star field. He had just ruled the entire Kester star and established an empire.

After the tree of life passed into nirvana, ghosts appeared here. "

"That ghost is small, and its voice is booming. Have you seen those wind clocks upstairs in the inn?"

The sheep-bearded old man pointed out the building.

Zang Feng asked: "Is it the one hanging in the corner of every floor outside the building?"

The sheep-bearded old man nodded with a smile: "Yes. When ghosts appear, they all make sounds, which are exactly the same as the ghosts' voices. It's so nice."

Boom?

Bai Xiao, who was about to fall into the shell, heard this, and stretched out his head again. He stretched out his hand and gestured, and asked, "Is that ghost like a little man with a big palm and a round head?"

The sheep-bearded old man frowned and said: "Probably, I don't have a picture book either. It's just that the story passed down from the past says that it is very small. However, it grew up later."

Bai Xiao was taken aback for a moment, he thought it was an elf within the range of the tree of life, but...

"Can you still grow up?"

The old man with the sheep beard nodded: "Yes, it has grown quite big. It only appears at night, not every night. But as soon as it appears, it will help people in the small town. Repair windows, remove weeds Ah—my family used to grow white flower grass, and according to the legend handed down by my ancestors, it used to get rid of insects in our flower and herb garden."

The sheep-bearded old man was a little proud, "Not every household has the experience of being helped by ghosts."

Bai Xiao laughed, and praised the old man a few words, thinking that the old man with the goatee was somewhat similar to Xiong Lie.

The sheep-bearded old man was satisfied, and said: "Later, the ghost grew too big, and once broke the door of a house. Although no one blamed it, it disappeared afterwards.

After a long time, the ghost appeared again, but this time, it was not one, but a group, and became small again.They came out together at night, helped the people in the small town fix things, and never broke anything.

Since then, people in the small town have called the small town at night the land of ghosts. "

"After that, it was the disaster of the storm."

The old head with a goat beard recalled something and stopped talking.

Kester has a long lifespan, and he is likely to be the person who experienced the storm, or, he heard the narration of the parents who experienced the storm.

The sheep-bearded old man was silent for several seconds before speaking again.

"After that time, there was a saying about the land of legends.

In fact, we believe so too, those who disappeared in the storm were only taken to the land of ghosts.So we rejected the practice of building ruins in the ruins, because in that case, Ghost Town may also disappear. "

Bai Xiao hesitated and asked cautiously: "Is there really someone who saw it at night?"

The sheep-bearded old man was not angry at all when he was questioned, but laughed.

"I suspected that too, but I have evidence."

As he said that, the old man with the goat beard reached out and patted the wooden box he had just taken out of the cabinet, and said, "It's here."

The sheep-bearded old man opened the wooden box and took out the contents.

He slapped those things on the counter table, carefully, as if he was afraid of breaking them.

Those are some photos.

The photos are very old, but they all have a new protective film. Obviously, the old man with the goatee is very fond of them.

Before Bai Xiao could take a closer look, he saw the sheep-bearded old man pointing at a photo skillfully and accurately, and said, "This is the evidence."

In that photo, it is a street in the dark, it seems to be some kind of festival celebration, the crowd is noisy.

The subject of the photo is a little girl, wearing a white flower garland, holding a small round lantern in her hand, smiling happily.

And behind her, on the signboard of the stall next to her, a small, translucent shadow turned its back to the camera, looking at the huge holographic projection in the air, as if fascinated.