After spending another night sleeping in the wild, relying on the guidance of the Big Dipper and the North Star, as well as a little help from Lord Turtle, Tang Zhao finally returned to the right path, and saw the Maze City on the afternoon of the next day.
After all, it had been four days since he set out from Baicheng.
The distance talisman will open in three days.
There are still two and a half days until Maze City opens the Jianzhou Pass.
This speed can be said to be fast or slow. If everyone sets off at the same time as him, his speed is considered fast. But it was not too early for him to arrive in Baicheng. Many people had already set off when he arrived. Even though the journey took longer than him, they still arrived at Maze City earlier than him.
Tang Zhao stood in the distance and looked at the maze city.
The first thing I saw was a dense forest.
There are forests on Kunggang, but most of them are sparse and mostly meadows. This dense forest is extremely lush, with a wide variety of tree species, even richer than Yunzhou. It is like a large mountain forest in the south.
The maze city is hidden in the forest.
In the distance, you can see the looming city walls of Labyrinth City and various strange-shaped buildings above the walls.
On Jiugao Mountain, each Zhenyu disciple's sword hut has its own characteristics, but individually, although the style is weird, it is still harmonious and can become a complete scenery. But if you want to put these sword houses together and form a town without excessiveness, it will be extremely disharmonious and even grotesque.
This maze city is just such a city.
Every building in the city has its own style, some are tall and pointed, some are short and fat, some are tilted at both ends, and some are top-heavy. There are ones that look like boats, kettles, and pipes, but they don’t look like houses for people to live in. They look like a bunch of building blocks randomly put together.
"This labyrinth city has been built for twenty years, and a Talisman Festival was held locally that year. It was originally very weird, but after Long Yuan's renovation, it became even more bizarre." Oogway pointed out very dedicatedly, "You are here You can’t see it from the outside, but you can appreciate the beauty when you go inside.”
The gates of Labyrinth City are open and unguarded. You can enter if you want. There is a moat outside the city. The city gate is very thick and hangs high in the sky. Once it falls, it will be a gate weighing ten thousand pounds and no one can open it. When Tang Zhao passed the gate, he looked up and saw sharp thorns under the gate, as if there were countless sharp swords hanging above his head.
After entering the maze city, Tang Zhao knew what the strange things meant.
He could only see the shape of the building from the outside, but he could see the material of the building clearly when he was inside.
Ordinary buildings are nothing more than wood and stone, mostly bricks and tiles supplemented by carved beams and paintings. But the buildings here are made of various materials. Not only logs, bluestones, metals and even ceramics, but also priceless materials such as crystal and white jade, wild materials such as bones and teeth, Tang Zhao even saw houses made of paper and leaves.
A normal paper house cannot be erected for a long time, but this paper house is not only stable, but also has two floors, and the chimney in the attic can still smoke. This can only be said to be a miracle of Fu Shi.
In other words, Maze City is the City of Miracles.
The turtle said: "This is not the most amazing thing. The most amazing thing will only be known at night."
Tang Zhao discovered that although Oogway said it was disgusting to see Long Yuan, it was still subtle and proud of Long Yuan's achievements.
According to Wu Gui's instructions, Tang Zhao first had to choose a house to live in.
The rules of the maze city are that everyone chooses a house as a base, then answers questions during the day, and goes out to steal questions at night. On the last night, everyone is allowed to fight, and everyone can eliminate their opponents as much as they want, until the road to the central Jianzhou opens at dawn.
Although Maze City is not big, there are only ninety-nine young disciples in total. One person and one room are more than enough, and there are even many houses left for transit.
"Should I choose something stronger or something more flexible?"
Tang Zhao walked along the street, admiring the houses on both sides, and occasionally felt prying eyes. That was the attention gift from the senior who came to Labyrinth City first. Tang Zhao observed carefully and found that most of the houses that the first comers moved into were also solid houses, mainly made of earth, stone and metal. These houses give people a sense of security.
"Then I'll live..."
Tang Zhao came to a house that seemed to be a mixture of crystal and metal. The house wasn't unorthodox, the metal was very strong, some kind of alloy, and the crystals on the top half gave good visibility. The house has two floors, neither high nor low, in the shape of a trapezoid, with a large bottom and a small mouth, and a rounded top, a bit like an upside-down washbasin. Tang Zhao still feels that a house that is too high will fall down easily.
From this point of view, he is quite conservative and chose a house that is more in line with the mainstream aesthetic trend.
Of course, aesthetics is secondary, safety and practicality come first. Tang Zhao would just naturally choose the house that suits his aesthetics among two houses with similar materials.
He even compared the layout of the houses on both sides. The materials of the surrounding houses were relatively fragile and did not pose a threat. But the turtle reminds him not to pay too much attention to the location and neighbors. In the maze city, these can change at any time.
There is a sign hanging at the door of every house. After writing a symbol, the door will open automatically. This symbol is the password to enter the door.
"This secret charm will last for a day and disappear in the morning. So make a new one every morning to prevent anyone from being able to enter your house."
In other words, this house recognizes symbols but not people.
What if the secret code is leaked? Then anyone can still enter your house.
The talisman should not be too long to avoid being unable to enter in an emergency, but it should also not be simple so that others can guess it. Tang Zhao chose a separate door, and the door opened automatically, revealing a spacious hall and a gorgeous crystal staircase.
A faint smell came.
Tang Zhao looked calm, but his hands changed positions.
The turtle gently probed his head and whispered: "No, this tastes wrong!"
Tang Zhao didn't answer, he had already smelled it and could identify it.
It smells like blood.
This is an ownerless house, otherwise the talisman Tang Zhao just wrote would not be able to open the door. But when I opened the door, there was a smell of blood. It was probably because the previous owner was in trouble.
The owner cannot change the talisman. It only takes one night for the owned house to become ownerless.
Wuguidou's eyes widened and he murmured in a low voice: "Perhaps someone is injured? Was there a battle here? There should be no casualties. Our envoy can transfer the Fu Sword Master into Jianzhou. As long as we admit defeat quickly, There is absolutely no danger to life. But this house is unlucky, let’s find another one?”
Tang Zhao was noncommittal and said: "The smell of blood doesn't sound like he was only slightly injured. Also, have you smelled other smells masked by the smell of blood?" After that, he walked in.
The turtle was a little hairy and muttered: "Hey, there may be enemies here."
In fact, it is unlikely.
That smell means someone has been dead for a while.
Moreover, when Tang Zhao entered the door, he was not just walking, he was also getting ready to go.
Tang Zhao walked up the crystal staircase step by step, entered the room on the second floor, and saw the whole thing at a glance.
The turtle opened its mouth wide and jumped on Tang Zhao's back, shouting: "What's going on? How come someone is really dead?"
I saw a person lying in the hall, naked, and his body was like a worn-out meat sack. Countless blood once gathered into a small lake, but now it has dried up, leaving only a large dark red and almost black trace, extending in all directions, like a blooming black flower.
Tang Zhao gritted his teeth and said: "So much has happened, will this talisman... still miss one person's death?"
He took a few steps forward and when he looked carefully, he saw an even more terrifying fact.
"He...has no bones."
"Ugh..." Mr. Turtle was trying hard to cover his eyes with his front legs and said, "What do you mean?"
Tang Zhao said calmly: "All the bones in his body have been removed. Only flesh and blood are left." After that, he stood up and looked around.
He stood up out of caution, but also because he didn't want to see the body again. To be honest, the state of this corpse is terrifying. Tang Zhao couldn't help but want to vomit after seeing it.
Turtle Master shouted in a trembling voice: "Which bastard did this? He actually killed the Talisman Sword Master! Is he going to die?!"
No wonder the turtle is in disbelief. This fact is rare.
Is there such a cruel thing in the world? Yes, there is no shortage of evil heretics in the martial arts world, not to mention those evil sects that are famous for their weirdness, such as the Five Poison Society. Even fights between underworld gangs can be bloody and frightening, killing whole families at every turn. Why not rape, plunder, and others?
But Fu Sword Masters are different. They are all "cultured people" and can be regarded as "producers" who are beneficial to the world. They are not usually aggressive and aggressive. Even those domineering warriors have to give in to them when they see them and will not be so easy. rude.
To put it ten thousand steps back, even if a scholar encounters a soldier, it would still be understandable if a fool gets reckless and kills the Fu Sword Master, but this is the Zhongchun Fuhui!
The Mid-Spring Talisman Club is for everyone to communicate and discuss. The participants are all Talisman sword masters. Even if we set exam questions for everyone to compete for victory, the competition will only gain a face or two. What is it worth killing? What's more, it's still such a cruel method?
Except for Wang Fei's special situation, nothing should have happened to Fu Hui. Normally, Mo Ganfeng didn't have any fatal incidents, but Long Yuan caught up with them.
Was it the evil forces behind the scenes?
Or is it that the fallen phoenix is not as good as the chicken, and Long Yuan's face is worthless. Apart from the kind of big black hands who are out of control, how can ordinary little devils dare to slap Long Yuan in the face?
The turtle shouted, "Maybe it's a personal vendetta? I'll report it! I wonder who has the courage to do such a disgusting thing." Sure enough, it was still a little concerned about the responsibilities of the spirit envoy, or it might be shouting to embolden its courage.
"Jiejie..."
A strange smile came from the window.
Tang Zhao looked up and saw a strange bird on the eaves.
It's said to be a bird, but it's actually a skeleton. The bird has no feathers, only bones. Its white bone beak opens and closes, and it makes a human voice:
"I think who discovered my masterpiece? Haha, it's another excellent bone. Just wait, I'll choose you next." After that, the Bone Bird spread its wings and flew to the sky.
"puff--"
A row of golden needles exploded, shooting the bone bird into a pile of broken bones. Countless Gangqi turned into big hands and grabbed all the scattered bones and pulled them back into the window.
Tang Zhao put away his bones expressionlessly: "Are you trying to heighten the atmosphere? Do you still need me to cooperate with such a poor performance?"
