"Who will it be?"

Ning Feng was extremely curious. Who would wait for him in this place that he had never set foot in his life?

"It should be just waiting for any outsider, right?"

When he was guessing this, Ula was already extremely excited and dragged him into the village directly.

While doing this, Ula did not forget to wave or scream at the compatriots in front of her.

Ning Feng naturally didn't understand the gurgling sounds, but he just saw the dwarfs who were all happy to scatter, as if he was afraid that he would block his way by accident.

Ning Feng felt a little confused when he saw this scene.

"This is not like welcoming guests, it's more like..."

This scene suddenly appeared in his mind. He came to a gathering place for vendors selling fake goods. He looked like a fat sheep. He was obviously a first time in the expensive place and welcomed to slaughter.

The situation in front of you is completely different from what Ning Feng’s mind, but the performance and expression of those dwarves cannot help but make Ning Feng have such an association.

“What’s going on?”

Ning Feng was dragged in a daze and headed towards the piles of garbage.

After walking a few steps forward, he found that there was another world here.

The garbage mountains are not arranged side by side, but are more like stone formations, both irregular and staggered, leaving enough space between them.

Whether these gaps are used as passages, as open spaces, or occasionally some houses appear, they all seem not abrupt, but they are not visible outside.

"There is another world inside." Ning Feng held the idea of ​​"Se Anzhi" and simply did not struggle and followed the dwarf Ula all the way deeper.

Ning Feng was idle, looked around and swept around the garbage mountains. Apart from the special garbage mountains, there was nothing worth seeing in this village itself.

“Huh?”

As he watched, he really discovered something strange.

"How could this happen?" Ning Feng raised his eyebrows and was curious, "This remote area is located in a place where there is a lot of mortal domestic waste from prosperous areas, and there are also mixed with elixir waste such as cultivating immortals that only appear in places like the Cultivating Fairy Market."

"How did they get these things?"

“How could they be in the same place?”

The questions in Ning Feng's mind sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and none of them had answers.

Just when his patience was almost wiped out, the dwarf leading the way suddenly stopped.

Ning Feng didn't pay attention when he was out of sight, and took two more steps, barely surpassing Wula's half-body position. Such a half-body position happened to be a bright and clear idea, and the scene in front of him was completely different from before.

In front of him, from this angle, the garbage mountains were no longer messy, but were like some special formation, guarding, covering, and embracing a building in the middle.

“Cast Chalet?”

Ning Feng blinked and looked at the small wooden houses surrounded by garbage mountains, which were obviously not in the architectural style of southern Xinjiang. He was so curious that he was as if a monkey was scratching his heart hard.

"Plop!"

Before Ning Feng could finish his thoughts, Ula rushed to the ground and worshiped with great honor.

There was before him and after him. Ning Feng stood here for a few breaths and saw no less than ten dwarves. For some reason, he went to the wooden house and acted like Ula.

Each of them acted in fear and fear, with a pious expression on their faces. It seemed that they were not worshiping a dilapidated wooden house, but the most noble deity in their faith.

Ning Feng touched the minibus, looked at Ula's big tribute and stood up with satisfaction after paying homage, thinking: "It's getting more and more interesting. It seems that the one who wants to see me is the one in the wooden house?"

Now he is not far from the wooden house. With his cultivation level, he can still vaguely grasp a breath and a breath that exists in the wooden house.

Whether it is breath or breath, it is reflected in Ning Feng's perception. It is no matter how ordinary it is, it is a solid mortal who can be found everywhere.

While Ning Feng was pondering, Ula kept gesturing in front of him. This time she understood the meaning and was nothing more than asking him to go in.

After doing these movements, Ula seemed to have completed the task. Not only did she loosen her sleeves that she had not put on before, she also turned her head and jumped away.

Along the way, the dwarfs who saw this scene reached out and groped back and forth on Ula's proud head, as if congratulating him; Ula's expression and expression were as proud and satisfied as a child who received praise.

"interesting."

Ning Feng shook his head, no longer thought about it, and walked towards the cabin.

Now that things have come to this, what’s the point?

He came here just to find clues to his fellow disciples.

After a moment, Ning Feng stood in front of the wooden door and reached out to push it.

With a "crunch", the wooden door came to his hands.

During this process, there is neither the wooden doors are opened in advance nor the wooden doors are pushed open, just like the ordinary wooden doors and wood doors in ordinary houses in ordinary villages and houses.

The more this happened, Ning Feng muttered in his heart. All the weird things before were destined to be in this small wooden house, and there were probably people or things that surprised him very much.

"Dao thud~Dao thud~"

Ning Feng symbolically knocked on the open wooden door, purely in manners, and then walked in with great strides.

His big strides didn't last long, just like his face, and changed instantly.

"I'll go..."

Ning Feng had adapted to the smell of the village, so he had already put down his nose covering his hands. This time, he covered his nose tightly at a faster speed than ever before.

He almost got fucked.

"This taste is amazing."

Ning Feng showed a terrible look on his face, and he forced himself to not turn around and looked around.

Everything you see is full of garbage in a mess, and unlike the garbage mountains outside, these garbage are full of original smell.

Well, it's the most primitive taste of just out-of-baked garbage.

This is a terrible enough.

When Ning Feng subconsciously stopped, the wooden door behind him creaked and closed.

The wooden house suddenly became dark.

"That's right."

Ning Feng said to himself, but instead relaxed.

Sometimes, too normal is the biggest abnormality, but now he is more comfortable.

Ning Feng had no intention of becoming a deserter, so he shrugged and simply used his spiritual power to close his nose. He confirmed that he could not smell any of the smell, so he walked towards him.
Chapter completed!