I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Zhang Yangqing asked the four pets to remain alert and carefully observed the three roads.

The old chosen ones all have a judgment, that is, there must be pitfalls on these three roads. If you don’t see them and move forward rashly, accidents may occur.

Zhang Yangqing stood at the fork in the road. Thick fog enveloped the surroundings like a veil, casting a gloomy filter over all the scenery.

He first came to the construction section on the right. The roadblock stood there crookedly. There was just a roadblock, and nothing else to prevent the Chosen One from entering.

The fog is very thick, and you have to get closer to observe if there are any strange phenomena nearby.

Zhang Yangqing approached the roadblock cautiously. Through the fog, he could see several newly dug sand pits on the ground. The surrounding buildings were tightly covered with steel bars and canvas barriers.

It was pitch black inside the wrapped building and no one knew what was inside.

Zhang Yangqing was thinking that this might be related to Rule 4, because during construction, things would fall from the sky.

If you are unlucky, you will definitely be crushed to death. Under normal circumstances, you may be crushed to death, but only if you are lucky, you will not be crushed to death.

Then you have to meet the lucky conditions before you can enter here, excluding the first path.

He turned decisively and led his pets to the road on the left.

The strange drunk was still lying on the ground, with the scattered wine bottles around him reflecting faint light.

As the distance got closer, a pungent smell of alcohol mixed with a certain rotten smell hit me in the face.

"Don't drink, let me do it."

The drunkard's mumbling became clearer and clearer, and the moss on his face trembled slightly as he spoke, as if it had life.

The white-haired monkey hunched its body vigilantly, and its claws were already shining coldly.

The broken-horned goat pawed the ground restlessly with its hooves, its amber eyes fixed on the drunkard.

Zhang Yangqing squatted down and observed this "person" carefully.

Perhaps it was too cold, the drunk's skin took on an abnormal blue color, and his chest did not rise or fall at all, but his throat was moving strangely.

Even stranger, the moss seemed to be growing out of his skin.
"Talking plants? Are you referring to him?"

Zhang Yangqing thought of Rule 5, but the thing in front of him looked more like a weird combination of plants and humans.

He noticed a few bottles labeled “Orange Gold Distillery,” which might be a clue.

Maybe if we can let him drink enough, we can get the props to enter the road on the right?

Finally, Zhang Yangqing came to the road ahead.

The scrapped taxi lay quietly in the middle of the road. A cold wind blew by, causing the door to sway slightly, making a creaking sound.

The old taxi in front of him looked very familiar to Zhang Yangqing. He drove a taxi in his last ghost story, but that didn't mean Zhang Yangqing could be careless.

He signaled the two monkeys to go explore first, while he stood at a safe distance and watched.

The white-haired monkey jumped onto the roof of the car nimbly and looked inside through the broken windshield.

Suddenly, all the hair on its body stood up and it let out a warning hiss.

The maned monkey immediately entered combat mode, with a faint golden light emanating from its body.

They seemed to be expressing that there had been danger here before, but now there were no living things.

Zhang Yangqing walked forward slowly, and the strong smell of blood immediately entered his nose.

The seats in the car were covered in dried blood, and there were several deep scratches on the dashboard.

The strangest thing is that there is a bunch of keys hanging on the steering wheel, and the words "Orange and Gold Taxi Company" are clearly printed on the key chain.

"It seems that this road is a dead end." Zhang Yangqing analyzed with a frown.

Tire tracks on the ground showed that the car had tried to escape but apparently failed in the end.

Before finding out what dangers there are on this road, you definitely can't go in, so the only way to go is the road on the left where the drunkard is. At least there is no warning of danger on the left road for the time being. At this stage, most of the Chosen Ones make very correct judgments and just choose the road with the lowest risk.

But the pets captured by the Chosen Ones are different, and their abilities are also different.

For example, if you catch the Chosen One with a falcon, if you are brave enough, you can try to take the construction section on the right and use the falcon to avoid objects falling from high altitudes.

As long as you are not in an unlucky situation, theoretically you can avoid it.

If a hound with a keen nose could be caught, it would be possible to follow the drunkard's steps and see where he had been.

These are just icing on the cake; the actual operation depends on the judgment of the chosen ones.

Zhang Yangqing and his four pets quietly sneaked into the road on the left, and the thick fog was wriggling around them like a living thing.

The further you go in, the lower the visibility becomes, and the air is filled with a damp and rotten smell.

After walking for about three minutes, a tempting fragrance suddenly entered my nose.

A small cart with warm yellow lights appeared on the roadside, filled with a variety of grilled skewers and fruit platters.

The golden meat skewers were sizzling with oil, and the fresh fruits were still covered with water droplets, sparkling with an alluring luster under the light.

But what was strange was that the cart was parked quietly on the side of the road, with no one around, and there was not even a payment code, nor was it written how much money was required.

This made Zhang Yangqing very confused. He knew that this was most likely a trap, but he didn't know where the trap was.

At this time, the white-haired monkey swallowed its saliva unwillingly, grabbed Zhang Yangqing's trouser leg with one paw, and pointed at the fruit platter with the other paw, meaning that it really wanted to eat.

After all, everyone came here on foot from Fengrao City and was hungry.

It is normal to want to eat delicious fruits when you see them now.

Except for the goat with broken horns, the other three monkeys were watching eagerly.

There's nothing we can do. The three of them are pets, not humans. They can't see the rules, so it's normal for them to be greedy.

Zhang Yangqing knocked on its head and said, "What if it's poisonous and kills you?"

The white-haired monkey withdrew his hand angrily, but his eyes were still fixed on the food.

Just then, footsteps were heard in the fog.

Zhang Yangqing's pupils shrank, and he instantly understood the purpose of this trap.

"Quick, show off!"

He shouted in a low voice and quickly retreated to the shadows on the side of the road.

The two monkeys reacted very quickly and immediately started somersaults and handstands.

These are all performances that you should learn in the circus.

The black-backed monkey king clumsily imitated their movements, looking very funny.

The goat with broken horns was banging the ground to add to the fun, as if keeping the beat.

Zhang Yangqing waved his arms pretentiously, as if he was directing a street performance.

Two pale-faced men walked out of the fog. Their eye sockets were sunken and their joints made a "cracking" sound when they walked, carrying an inexplicable pressure.

When they saw Zhang Yangqing and his group, they were obviously stunned.

"Do you remember there were animal trainers performing here?" one of them asked hoarsely.

"I don't remember, but we do have a circus here. Maybe he is from that circus?" the other person answered calmly.

(End of this chapter)