Xin Ran finally knew what the black zone was.

In a black castle, there are no buildings, only a small black mountain with a height of 100 zhang. It is said to be a mountain, but it is an underground mountain. This black castle is more than 100 feet below the ground level. The entire mountain peak is covered with dense beehives.

No, it's just like a beehive. It is a lair that has been artificially dug out to serve as a dwelling place for the inhabitants here.

The whole mountain peak, quiet, eerie. The breeze blew, and it actually made a thrilling and creepy ghost crying wolf howl. In the breathtaking wind, occasionally a skeletal head poked out of a certain lair, radiating a cold and evil gaze.

Xin Ran couldn't help but shiver in a series of shivers, trembling involuntarily, and his teeth chattering.

Zhao Li and the other women didn't know how to comfort Xin Ran, so they could only sigh helplessly and take him around, looking for a place to live.

Here, not only are the peaks full of nests, but even the ground below the peaks is also covered with dense caves.

The entire castle, except for the public areas and the indispensable practice grounds, is full of caves of all sizes. Aside from the one-foot-wide path, there is little room to foothold.

The experienced Zhao Li and the others did not lock the target towards the mountain peak at all, but directly began to search for the cave on the ground.

In this ghost wind realm where every inch of land is valuable, the dwelling is more tense than the spiritual food. You don't have to think about it, the peaks and caves have long had owners.

The group wandered around for several hours, and finally found that there was no empty space in the dark side of the mountain, in an extremely remote corner of the castle, not far from a large public toilet.

Faced with this cruel reality, Xin Ran's cheeks trembled, staggered forward, gritted his teeth and pulled out the empty sign of the cave closer to the public toilet without hesitation.

Since it has been extremely bad, let's make it even worse! This is Xin Ran's heart. Although the difference is half a foot.

The cave is very deep, about two or three hundred zhang deep, and it goes up and down a spiral staircase. Obviously, the caves here were staggered in the strata in order to make the most of the space. This cave in Xinran is probably the lowest level in the entire black area.

The cave was bitterly windy, extremely damp and cool, with a slight cry of a ghost.

Inside there are two rooms, a small utility room. One room was a bedroom, about one zhang wide and two zhang long, with only a stone bed made of local materials, a stone table next to the bed, a stone mirror on the table, and simple toiletries, wooden bowls and chopsticks, etc., and a piece of moonstone hanging overhead. Obviously, this is a place to wash, study, and live.

In addition, there is a wooden barrel, a wooden basin. The wooden basin is very large, probably washing the face, washing the feet and bathing, it's all it.

The other is the practice room, ten zhang square, empty, the walls, the roof and the ground, all have formation reinforcement, you can toss as much as you want. A stone futon cushion under a wall. There is a patch of moonstone on the wall, which serves as a lighting.

Looking at everything in front of him, Xin Daxuan was stunned.

Zhao Li and a group of other women silently helped Xin Ran clean the room, opened the luggage and laid it, it was almost noon.

There are many people who are easy to do, and in the blink of an eye, a woman helped Xin Ran get a lizard-skinned green military uniform, and helped him fill the basins and buckets with water.

Looking at the green lizard-skinned military uniform and military hat, there was a bitter sneer on his face. This is the rhythm of being a king bastard! This is which turtle king bastard, this kind of ragged clothes chosen.

Especially the green hat, which made Xin Ran's face full of dark clouds. As soon as this green hat is worn, it is not far from Wang Ba.

Seeing Xin Ran in a daze at the green hat, the women laughed. Obviously, this sensitive Wang Ba issue is no longer Xin Ran's first initiative.

"Stinky boy, what a little fart, just thinking about these things, when you really reach the age of cuckolding, I'm afraid you don't have to wear this royal costume anymore、、、、、、"

Zhao Li laughed and scolded this happily, suddenly remembered, glared at a pair of wonderful phoenix eyes and asked, "Stinky boy, what's the matter with you? You don't have any cultivation at all, how can you run into this ghost wind realm? and pretend to be Tianjiao." ”

Xin Ran cried with a sad face, and muttered with a smile: "The bastard is pretending to be Tianjiao! I was cheated by that old boy in my family! He took advantage of my wife's absence to say that he asked me to visit, and drunk me in advance, and sent me here, who knows if he will be able to get out." ”

"Which bastard is your old boy?" Zhao Li scolded indignantly.

"Sister, you can't scold like that. The old boy is no longer a thing, he is also my father. He's become a bastard, what has become of me?" Xin Ran explained with a smile: "Besides, he was also forced by me. I don't know how much it will cost to send me in、、、、、、"

"Your father、、、、、、 is he your own father? I have heard of my son cheating on my father, but I have never heard of my father cheating on my son. Zhao Li pouted suspiciously.

Xin Ran was stunned, and muttered a little uncertainly: "It should be pro." This, I'm afraid I'll have to go back and ask my mother. ”

"What's the matter with you, you're so old, why don't you have any cultivation at all?" asked the tiger-skinned fat woman puzzled.

"Hey, Ben Shao 、、、、、、 me, I'm not good at martial arts by nature, and I don't like to practice. In order to let me practice martial arts, I and the old boy in my family have become inseparable enemies. Also, in our whole town, except for my mother and the old man of Nangong, who treat me as relatives and friends, everyone else regards me as a public enemy. This is probably called self-inflicted sin and not living, and being smart is mistaken by being smart. Who knows, in this world, there is still a father of a pit son!" Xin Ran shook his head and sighed again and again.

"Then you have to hurry up and cultivate. This place, without cultivation, is a dead end!" Zhao Li solemnly admonished.

"Yes, you must hurry up your cultivation, otherwise, if you are not careful, your life will be gone. The women persuaded one after another.

"Oh my God, I'm hungry!" Xin Ran hugged his stomach and screamed.

The women secretly shook their heads and sighed. A guy like Xin Ran, who has no cultivation at all, will really starve to death in this ghost place.

The tiger-skinned fat woman smiled helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Look at this hour, it's also lunch time, little fart, take your guy for dinner, hurry up and go to the room to eat." Today, in order to welcome you, I have specially prepared spiritual flesh, hurry up, and there will be no more if you go late. ”

Xin Ran felt dizzy, his legs were weak, and he was sweating profusely. His stomach cramped like a pain, as if countless insects were biting his intestines, stomach and internal organs.

Xin Ran shuddered, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, staggered to the spiral ladder, and struggled to climb up.

Zhao Li stepped forward with a wry smile, grabbed Xin Ran's neck collar with one hand, took him, and rushed upwards quickly.

Xin Ran only felt that the clouds were like flying in the fog, and he flew for a while, and was taken to the door of the men's room by Zhao Li before being left behind.

Xin Ran didn't bother to say any words of thanks, didn't even bother to squeeze out a smile, and rushed into the huge room.

The room is horizontal, like an assembly hall, and there are hundreds of windows for cooking, as if it were a row of shooting holes. In front of each window, a line of young men lined up in an orderly manner.

Xin Ran's eyes swept and saw that there seemed to be fewer people in front of a window, so he rushed over desperately.

I don't know how long it took to queue, until Xin Ran was sweating profusely, his eyes were full of stars, and he was paralyzed until there was only one person left in the front, he suddenly heard the person in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, master, play less, okay, enough is enough." ”

Xin Ran felt a little familiar when he heard the voice, and struggled to look at it, it turned out to be the Great Elder Hei, who saluted the leader of the group who was cooking.

Xin Ran is a little confused, so, isn't the spiritual food a fight, why is there a problem of playing more and playing less?

Xin Ran stomped his feet and looked forward to see that it was the fat guy who was cooking, carrying the edge of a large copper vegetable basin that was bigger than the laundry basin, and using a big horse spoon bigger than his head to circle and pull meat in the basin.

"I'll go, what a fucking bumper!"

Xin Ran was furious, and scolded in his heart: "In this world, there are those who are afraid of being bitten by money, there are also those who are afraid of being ruined by women, and there are those who are afraid of falling leaves and smashing their heads, but I have never seen anyone who is afraid of being supported by meat、、、、、、、、、、、、!

"That's not right, this point, this old bastard, don't accompany the genius prisoner to put on a feast, what kind of 、、、、、、 is going to pretend to be here?"

In Xin Ran's incomprehension and silent cursing, the Great Elder Black turned around and walked out. In one hand, he held a large wooden flower bowl as big as a basin, with half a bowl of fried meat and shallots, and in the other hand, he grabbed five or six large steamed buns, and while walking out, he nibbled on the steamed buns.

"The big black donkey of the dog day, in the last life, must be the reincarnation of his mother's starving ghost!"

Xin Ran cursed secretly, handed the wooden bowl to the leader of the rice, and was impatient and a little timid: "Fight, fight." ”

"There are stir-fried spiritual meat with wild leeks and fried spiritual meat with shallots, which one do you want?

The gang leader took the big wooden bowl, glanced at Xin Ran casually, and shouted: "Boy, on ordinary days, a person can only fight one piece of spiritual meat. Today, you are specially treated as a new genius young master, and you can get up to two copies. ”

Xin Ran shouted impatiently: "Two copies! Master, quickly give me two copies, two portions of the same." ”

"Hehe, the kid is very good at taking advantage of loopholes, two copies at the same time, this month is over?" said the head of the group.

"If you have wine today and get drunk today, let him drink cold water tomorrow. Hurry up, two copies of the same!" Xin Ran couldn't help but reach out to the basin to grab it.

"Boy, how many spirit steamed buns do you want?" asked the leader with a grin.

"Ten less for Ben!" Xin Ran did not hesitate.

"Really want ten, don't want to live in the second half of the month?"

"One day at a time!" Xin Ran gritted his teeth, his face was bruised, and he couldn't wait to rush into the window and rob his mother.

With four clanging sounds, four spoonfuls of vegetables are put into a large wooden bowl. Ten large steamed buns, piled on top of the bowl, are like a hill.

"Draw the precepts on the sign you have hand. The leader shouted.

Xin Ran hurriedly crossed the ring on the oily brand, held the big wooden bowl with both hands, and used his mouth to resist the steamed bun mountain to protect the steamed bun, and while hurriedly walking out, he hurriedly bit a steamed bun and devoured it desperately.

There was a well platform shrouded in ice on the side of the road, and Xin Ran inadvertently saw that the Great Elder Hei was already washing dishes and drinking well water by the well.

Xin Ran realized that in the blink of an eye, the Great Elder Hei had already eaten the half bowl of spiritual meat and those steamed buns.

Xin Ran couldn't help but scold: "Damn, this big black donkey on donkey day must have been born by my mother's starving and son in the previous life!"

Xin Ran didn't feel at all that he was not laughing at fifty steps and laughing at a hundred steps, but laughing at fifty steps in a hundred steps. It's just a little confusing, why didn't Elder Hei go to accompany the people of the genius prison to go to the big fish and meat, eat fragrant and spicy food, but line up with them to eat in the room.

However, this thought, that is, flashed slightly, and was attracted by the steamed buns and spiritual meat in front of him.

Xin Ran didn't know how he returned to his cave, and he didn't know how the steamed buns and the four parts of spiritual flesh were gone.

All he knew was that when he returned to the cave, he was left with an empty bowl of broth left.

Xin Ran blessed his soul, ready to use the remaining little broth, flush it with water, and make a soup to drink. However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a cold and evil voice:

"Stretch out the precepts and rob reasonably!"