Gu Juan picked up the fallen five-colored short sword with an axe, and took it to the front to observe silently.

It seems to have been eroded and washed by an unknown number of years, and although the whole is still overflowing, a closer look can reveal many traces of weathering and dilapidation, especially the broken sword tip, which has become gray and bleak, like an ancient monument.

If this place has something to do with the Nether Gate, then the many doubts that have puzzled him since his awakening may make sense.

Why he is the only one, and why they are missing in red, can give a reasonable explanation.

But there are still things in it that he can't fathom.

One is what kind of place it is.

If, according to his guess, this was already inside the Nether Gate, then why didn't he see a trace of chaotic gray mist?

And the bright moon and stars overhead, could it be that these things can also be seen in the Netherworld's Gate?

The second is about the woman who was just hacked to death by him.

After several collisions and contacts, he could almost conclude that the faint golden light that protected her was most likely the Vajra secret method, plus the Luo character engraved on her forehead, so, was she a disciple of karma?

If so, what generation of kara disciples will it be?

Anyway, at least not in recent generations, because when he was in the Karma Secret Realm, as one of the Three Saints and one of the current top leaders of Karma, he basically saw all the disciples of Karma, and it was certain that there was no such person in it.

Also, why was she able to use the Vajra Secret Method, but he was deprived of all the exercises he had cultivated, and he couldn't even shoot a flame?

There was still some pain in the part of the leg where the hair was entangled, and it seemed that it had been torn and cut into a wound that was not deep or shallow.

He lowered his head and rolled up his trouser legs, reaching out to caress the blood-oozing flesh, his expression of calm becoming confused again.

The woman, as if she had left some marks on his legs.

If he is not mistaken, the word "pick-up" on his left leg should be ......

As for the same position of the right leg, he couldn't help but sigh secretly after reading it.

It's a "one", or to be precise, it's supposed to be a short horizontal stroke, and the font behind it isn't really finished.

Maybe she didn't have to be in such a hurry to cut people just now, so she didn't have enough time to complete the tattoo engraving work that followed.

Gu Juan memorized this one-and-a-half-word in his heart, got up and saw that the dirty puddle in front of him disappeared little by little, changing into a flat road, and gathered his thoughts to look towards the light-lit town that was already close at hand.

Perhaps all questions can be answered from within.

He took a moment to straighten his clothes, hid the double-bladed axe into the void, and hid the five-colored short sword close to his body, the solemn and puzzled expression on his face gradually disappeared, and finally a gentle and kind faint smile appeared, and slowly stepped from the darkness outside the town to the light.

It's like stepping into a new world.

Say goodbye to the endless road of darkness and silence, say goodbye to all kinds of strange creatures, and be in the midst of the bustling human market.

After stepping over the indistinct line between light and dark, the noise of the noisy and chaotic market suddenly came from all directions, and finally all poured into his ears.

Gu Juan smiled even more on his face, walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and soon fully integrated into the long street.

It is a bluestone brick-paved street, and the road is lined with various merchants. Although it was late at night, not a single shop closed its doors, not even the grain shops and cloth shops hung lanterns on both sides of the plaque, illuminating a small area in front of the door.

And some other places on the street, such as teahouses and wine shops, are even more crowded, very lively, and a hot scene of thriving business.

In addition to the fixed shops on both sides of the street, there are also a few individual traders carrying baskets and burdens along the streets, and there are also small merchants who spread out coarse cloth stalls on the roadside, and they sell a variety of things.

From time to time, all sorts of pedestrians stop to take out square coins from the sleeves of their robes, buy snacks such as candy man pastries, and eat them before walking away.

The street is generally bright, but it seems that a faint gray mist can be seen seeping out of places where the lights can't shine, and if you look closely, it gives the impression of a hazy foggy night.

Gu Ju's heartstrings were full, tight inside and loose outside, casually strolling in the shadows that could not be illuminated by the lights and candles, although his eyes did not stay on any person for more than a breath time, but he firmly remembered the figure and appearance of everyone he saw, and the clothes he dressed.

He found himself a little out of place.

Because almost all the clothes worn by pedestrians on the street are high-crowned and broad-banded, wide clothes and large sleeves, and even the street vendors are wearing a wide robe, which is very different from the close-fitting dark color power suit on his body.

Whether it is the fabric material or the style design, there is a big difference.

That is, it happened to be late at night, and there was a faint gray mist, so even with moonlight and lights, the light was not as good as the sunny day, and those people's attention did not fall on the dark places where the lights could not shine, so he would not be found out that something was wrong and could continue to mix in it.

But as long as he stays there, it's only a matter of time before he's discovered.

Therefore, the top priority now is to get a high-crowned shirt with wide sleeves and then be able to blend in silently.

Gu Juan was moved in his heart, so he avoided the crowded and bright places, plunged into the depths of the dark alley next to him, found a place where people climbed over the wall, and sneaked towards the house in the dark.

Soon after, there was a real pedestrian on the street who was no longer hidden, carrying the jade money that was common to the place in his pocket, and began to wander around in earnest.

The smell of all kinds of food came to his nose, which also made Gu Juan, who was already hungry and panicked, even more sad.

But is it really food that is sold in these restaurants and shops?

He didn't know, and he didn't want to gamble.

At least don't want to gamble until you get a little more out of the situation.

So in order to find out what was going on here, he still followed the flow of people into one of the most popular restaurants.

Anyway, when I just went to borrow clothes, I borrowed a little jade money, and without worrying about not being able to pay the bill, I ordered two plates of the cheapest side dishes, and then asked for a pot of inferior soju, and found a corner to sit and listen to what they were talking about, and what they were doing was also the most convenient way to find out intelligence.

As soon as Gu Juan entered the door, a young man with a white cloth on his shoulder, but still wearing a wide robe, rushed over to say hello with his hands and feet, and after he sat down, he diligently wiped the table, and then reported the name of the dish in a neat manner.

What the shopkeeper said sounded a bit laborious, and it was definitely not the official language commonly used in the Great Wei Dynasty at the moment, but in general, he could know what he was saying by guessing and guessing.

But if you want Gu Juan to open his mouth, he will definitely expose himself on the spot and undoubtedly reveal his identity as an "outsider".

So he pointed to the dishes on the table not far away, and tried to remember the tone of the guy just now, and said the name of a drink, and then closed his eyes and made a cold and reserved gesture that he didn't want to speak.

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