Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

He walked leisurely towards the city.

When I approached, I found that the city gate was extremely wide, and there was no guard-like presence to check, 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 are not the same as the villagers in the conventional impression, the elderly are rare, many of them are tigers with bears, covered with animal skins, and there are different energy mixtures in their bodies, showing fierceness.

They carried parcels, mostly the corpses of demon beasts in the Great Wilderness and precious medicinal herbs, and rushed to the city to sell.

These are villagers living on the edge of the great wilderness, eating animal meat and drinking animal blood, and many villages have inheritance from nowhere, and their strength is not weak.

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

Three-tailed tiger, a kind of xenomorph monster beast in the wilderness, Mo Yu and Zhou Xiao had hunted when they were on the road, the meat quality was good, the strength was not weak, and adult individuals could get close to the exterior.

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

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

Inkstone City!

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

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

In the secret way in his heart, he can build a city on the border of the Great Wilderness, and there are indeed some doorways.

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

Suddenly, a smell of red dust came to the face, the streets were vast, and the inkstone-colored houses separated from the two sides, and the city wall was made of the same stone.

The streets are clean and pedestrianized.

Many fierce villagers dressed up as light cars went in a certain direction, and Mo Yu guessed that it was to the market in the city.

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

He is now in a state of curiosity about everything.

Picking up the people coming and going, there are constantly shouting in his 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 a string.”

Mo Yu looked at it and saw a sugar gourd seller looking at a little girl next to him with a smile on his face.

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

This is a very ordinary scene, but Mo Yu’s footsteps stopped slightly.

The little girl is very cute, wearing a Taoist robe, and the washing is a little white, but it is exceptionally clean.

Very picturesque.

Mo Yu smiled, stepped forward and took off a string and said, “I’ll buy a bunch.” ”

“Okay, three cents in total.” The vendor hurriedly smiled.

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

This was found next to the body in the mausoleum, and the silver had oxidized because it had been too long, but some were still useful and quite a few.

These silvers could not be exchanged for qi luck value, but considering that he always had to leave the mausoleum, Mo Yu put it on his body for later.

The vendor took it, took out a small scale with him and weighed it, and his smile deepened.

He hurriedly said, “Wait a minute, I’ll find you silver.” ”

He rummaged through the cloth bag, took out three smaller pieces of broken 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 gave it to you.” ”

The little girl was stunned, looked at Mo Yu suspiciously, and then took it timidly, she licked it to reveal a happy expression, and said crisply: “Thank you brother, you are such a good person.” ”

She saluted politely, turned and trotted away.

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

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

It’s a pity that I have crossed over, I don’t know what happened at home, and how my parents will feel in the face of my sudden disappearance.

He sighed softly in his heart, and he didn’t know if he had a chance to open the way back after opening a powerful enough transformation.

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

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

“This benefactor stays.”

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 in his seat, looking like a superior person.

A signboard banner was erected beside him, which read, “There is the sun and the moon in the palm, and the sleeve is broken.”

“Fortune teller?”

Mo Yu showed an interesting smile and walked over, “You called me?” ”

He was also unimpressed by the title of the benefactor.

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

Similar words include temple, wooden fish, abbot, abbot, which used to be the vocabulary of Daomen, and later the Buddhist gate prospered, but it was mainly anti-guest, thinking that it was the original vocabulary of the Buddha.

Lao Dao showed an unfathomable smile: “Naturally, I called the benefactor you, I feel that the donor has a faint fierce aura, I am afraid that there is a calamity coming, so I made a sound.” ”

“Oh…?” Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, and this sound was extremely long.

He observed the old man quietly, silently pouring spiritual energy into his eyes, although he could see many things as if his eyes were not opened today.

He originally thought that this old Dao was a charlatan, but under his gaze, there was a gathering of spiritual energy in this old Dao’s body, showing the trend of weekly circulation, this spiritual energy operated mysteriously, and after his seven tricks and heavenly machine were introduced, even his figure was a little blurry in Mo Yu’s eyes.

“It’s actually a real skill?”

Mo Yu muttered in his heart, but his face remained unchanged, having real skills does not mean that he is not 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 know that I don’t believe in boasting about the donor, but the poor road does see the anger in the donor, so let’s help the donor look at the palmistry, tell me where you come from, what to do now, if it is accurate, the donor will listen to me and you to eliminate the disaster, how?” ”

Mo Yu also showed a smile, his eyes were like a torch, and he clearly saw a hint of cunning in the eyes of this old man.

He knew that this old Dao had practiced the practice of deducing the heavenly machine, and what he could calculate, it was estimated that he would use these swagger to deceive him on weekdays.

First talk about something that is true to hook others, and then slowly cast the net to deceive.

However, he has a better way to deal with this kind of real ability, he is afraid that the other party is a pure liar and cannot see anything.

Carrying the folding fan behind his back, he smiled and asked, “Dao Chief, I don’t know if relatives can be counted?” ”

Lao Dao stroked his beard and said, “It’s best to come in person, but if you have your name and birthday, you can count it.” ”

Mo Yu’s smile deepened: “Yes, yes, I have an uncle, we have been separated since childhood, and we don’t know his whereabouts, and I asked the Dao Chief to help calculate where he is now.” ”