Cultivating immortals is not as good as alchemy

Chapter 122

The night sky was pitch black, as if it had been stained with ink.

People fell into a deep sleep, the noise disappeared, and the earth was shrouded in silence.

The north side of the closed city is chaotic.There are all kinds of mess.

This time it is not a black market, but another place.

But it's really not far from the black market.

Folk kiln.

This place is different from other places, it is not prosperous, it is very run-down.

The houses here either have few doors or few windows. The tiles on the roof can't cover the rain, but can only block the sun for a while.

Beggars lay staggered in the aisles.

Clothes were tattered and patched everywhere.

Beggars have not bathed for a long time. When a group of beggars are together, the sour smell can be smelled even tens of meters away.

Fu Xiaoyun frowned, and she quickly walked past the beggars.

At this moment, she regretted extremely, why her nose sense of smell is so good.

How nice it would be if she couldn't smell it!
A lot of domestic garbage, littered everywhere.

Since there is no area here, even if there is garbage everywhere, no one will come to clean it up.

The smell of household garbage mixed with the filthy smell of beggars.

How should I describe it.

Words cannot describe it.

One word, smelly!

Two words, it stinks!

Three words, it stinks!
Four words, it stinks to death!

Five words, wdnmd!
……

There is no way, the report said that the red eye was finally lost here, no matter how stinky it is, it can only be endured.

This was Fu Xiaoyun's first mission after joining the team.

Even if you want to win for yourself, you have to complete the task.

Comparing the reactions of Lin Fangfang and Fu Xiaoyun, there was a huge difference.

Lin Fangfang just frowned slightly when she first stepped into the folk kiln, and then she returned to normal.

Lin Shan's expression didn't change at all, as if he had a problem with his sense of smell and couldn't smell anything.

Why is it the most exaggerated, he actually squatted down and picked up the garbage with his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Xiaoyun couldn't help staying away from He Yi, her voice raised, and the tone of her voice was a bit sharp because she was too shocked.

Why did he reply as a matter of course, "Investigate the clues, this is the job I should be responsible for, is there anything wrong?"

Fu Xiaoyun staggered, she supported the wall to stabilize her body.

???

What's wrong?

Nothing is right here!
Is it my problem or theirs.

Fu Xiaoyun began to doubt life.

……

The four of them walked together for about ten minutes and stopped in front of a small building.

This small building has three floors, and the outside looks very normal, with the doors and windows intact.

If it is placed outside, there is no problem with this small building.

But if placed in a folk kiln, this small building seems too out of place.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match the surrounding environment.

"It should be here."

He Yi whispered, for fear of being spotted by red eyes.

Liu Fangfang clicked her tongue, "This red-eyed man has a good temper, and his vision is quite good."

"The best building in Minyaozi is probably this one."

Lin Shan held the spirit sword in his hand and was eager to try it. He couldn't wait.

"Kill?"

Liu Fangfang grabbed Lin Shan's sleeve and tugged, "Shut down your murderous aura!"

As soon as the words fell, the attack of spiritual power had already struck.

Liu Fangfang dodged in embarrassment, with a dignified expression.

Have they been spotted by red eyes?

When did this happen.

……

(End of this chapter)