Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

What a lucky guy.

Seeing that he put away the knife, Shen Qiao simply stopped arguing with him and turned around and walked away.

Zhang Qiuming naturally would not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he hurried in.

The two of them walked up the stone road leading to Fallen Shadow Manor, one in front and one behind.

It would be more appropriate to call it a suspension bridge rather than a "road".

The bridge deck was very narrow, less than two meters at most, and there were no protective chains or handrails on either side. Moreover, if one deviated slightly from the walking route, one could easily see the bottomless black abyss below.

The road surface is made of gravel glued together, it is not flat and is unstable.

The magnetic field in this place was interesting; she'd felt it the moment she stepped onto the suspension bridge. It was like suddenly entering a very sticky environment. Something was restricting the range of their spiritual power, but it didn't affect their breathing or movement. The higher their realm, the greater the restriction.

"what!"

Shen Qiao was walking along when he suddenly heard a scream from Zhang Qiuming behind him. Then the unstable stone suspension bridge suddenly shook violently.

She quickly bent down to steady herself and turned around to look, but she didn't see anyone at first. It was not until she heard the cry for help again and lowered her head that she saw a pair of hands tightly grasping the side of the bridge.

"Here! Pull me up quickly!" Zhang Qiuming's heart was beating very fast and his voice was anxious.

He had just tripped and was about to catch his balance, but when he glanced down, he suddenly felt dizzy and was about to fall headfirst. If he had not been quick enough to grab the edge of the bridge, he would have been carried out of the secret realm by now.

Zhang Qiuming didn't want to look for Shen Qiao at first, but after trying a few times, he always felt like there was something below that was restraining him and pulling him down, so that he couldn't move his legs up. He failed several times and made the bridge shake even more.

Now that there was no one around, he didn't want to "die" at the door, so he could only show weakness, "You, you pull me up! If you don't fight me, I'll give you something...?"

Before he could finish his conditions, Shen Qiao had already extended a hand in front of him. He was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the child who was reaching out to him in disbelief.

"Come." Seeing that he was unmoved, Shen Qiao urged him again.

Zhang Qiuming finally came back to his senses and quickly responded and held her hand.

This time someone was pulling him, and Zhang Qiuming used the force to get rid of the restraint and climbed up a little embarrassedly.

He stood up from the ground and said weakly, "I don't owe anyone a favor. If you want, I can let you choose right now... Hey!"

Shen Qiao left after he pulled him out. When he said this, the person had already walked more than ten meters away. He had a complicated expression and could only shut his mouth and take a few quick steps to catch up.

As the road went deeper and deeper, a white light gradually came into view and quickly became clearer.

It was a white jade door that was one person tall.

"Moonlight Jade" can ward off evil. Even a door is made of this rare material. No wonder so many people want to visit Fallen Shadow Manor.

When he was actually standing at the door, Shen Qiao raised his hand and pushed open the half-open door. He saw a flash of strong white light in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a different scene.

The streets are paved with bluestone slabs and extend in all directions. The surrounding low houses and high buildings are connected to each other. Looking out, you can't even see the end of the street in front of you.

The scale of this city looks much larger than Cui Hongjin's water city.

But in this huge place, there was no human voice at all, and the silence was eerie.

boom--

The door behind him closed quietly, and Shen Qiao realized that Zhang Qiuming did not seem to have come with him.

The location of this entrance changes all the time. It is estimated that Zhang Qiuming was teleported to another place just now.

Forget it, I’ll see if I can meet him, and it’s no big deal if I don’t.

She turned and walked along the road in front of her.

The street was so quiet that only the sound of her own footsteps could be heard. She walked and explored with her extended spiritual sense until she sensed a fluctuation of spiritual energy in a small courtyard not far ahead that clearly did not belong here.

Following her feeling, she arrived at the door of a shop with a plaque hanging on it, but with a string of weird characters written on it.

The writing on it was just a painting imitating words, and it was impossible to tell what was written.

Shen Qiao raised his hand and pushed open the slightly tattered gray wooden door. Following a harsh creaking sound, Shen Qiao saw the scene inside.

A large table more than two meters wide was placed with more than ten tempting dishes. There were chairs in a circle around the table, with their own bowls and chopsticks in front of them. There were even a few jars of fragrant wine piled behind the door.

She raised her eyebrows with interest, walked in and stood in front of the table of food.

interesting.

She picked up a pair of chopsticks and tapped them rhythmically on the edge of the table three times.

After three sounds, the scene in front of him gradually began to change. The colors of the food began to disappear and the shapes became a little distorted. In an instant, the table of food turned into a pool of yellow mud.

It's just a low-level illusion.

She tapped the two wooden chopsticks in her hands, walked around the mud for a while, and finally saw a shiny object in the mud.

She waved her hand, and a silver-white folding fan with gold edges flew into her hand.

A fan? It's a spiritual weapon.

She took it in her hand and tried it, but found that it obviously could not be unfolded, which meant that it had already recognized its owner.

The spiritual power fluctuations I just sensed were caused by this fan.

But how could there be a spiritual weapon with a contract with its owner in this place? Where is the monk who uses this fan?

Just as she thought of this, the door of the main room beside her, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened a crack. The creepy grinding sound sounded as if someone was pressing the corner of the door to the ground and rubbing it hard to open it.

Are you trying to lure her in?

Tsk, why not just tell her to come in? You even opened the door for her. How polite!

She didn't intend to avoid it. She raised her hand and swept a stream of spiritual power over, directly shaking the entire door open.

The light from outside fell into the house, and Shen Qiao vaguely saw a mahogany chair placed opposite the door. A red skirt was fluttering down from above the chair. The wide skirt fell layer by layer and slowly covered the chair legs. At first glance, the folds looked like someone was sitting on the chair and looking out.

This seems to be imitating the wedding scene in the human world?

There was still space in the house, and she was about to go in to take a closer look, but when she reached the door, she caught a glimpse of the two doors that she had left wide open.

Thinking that this place had always been weird, she kept it in mind. She raised her hand and tried a spell, directly removing the door panels on both sides and throwing them into the pile of mud outside.