"Do you speak Chinese and pretend you don't understand it?"

A group of them followed the middle east old man behind, stepping on the thick snow, walking forward.

The dark old man in the Middle East heard the speech, looked back embarrassed and politely and laughed at the spirit, "no, I never said that I don't understand, but as soon as you come in, you speak Arabic to me, and I will naturally reply in Arabic. Is there a problem?"

“……” It seems that you are the reason.

Gong Si Yu hugs Gong Li in his arms. He looks up and down at the old man who is leading the way in front of him. Suddenly he asks, "what do you call him?"

"Sully."

Farid also asked, "where are we?"

"The place where the mage sheltered, the Sorcerer's domain." The old man replied truthfully.

"But the snow mountain in the distance is so similar to me..." Su Su looked thoughtfully at the misty snow peak towering into the clouds under the sun, and the more I saw it, the more familiar I felt.

"Himalayas, we are in Nepal. Of course, no one knows about this place. The entrance and exit of witch territory are constantly changing every day. There is no rule to find. Only when we are invited can we enter."

Sulai led them through the ancient buildings, which were almost combined with the five ancient civilizations, and all kinds of them. Finally, they stopped in front of an old black Buddha building.

Old man sulai whistled and summoned the vulture on his head to report. Suddenly, the vulture spread its wings and flew in from the window at the top of the Buddha tower.

Before long, the wooden door of the four story cornice black Buddha building slowly opened, and two four or five year old doormen came out.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Gongsiyu and lingguijian, holding Li'er in his arms, saw each other and stepped on the stone steps first. Behind him, Su Su Su, falid, Wu Tian and Hong Jun followed.

After entering the Buddha building together, the wooden door behind slowly closed, and the light between the doors gradually disappeared.

This place is very strange. Under the dim lamps, different gods worshipped by different religions are gathered here. The air is filled with the burning smell of the best sandalwood. In the huge space, only a few mysterious old people are cleaning there. Almost all of them are gray haired old people. They feel that someone has entered, doing their own things without looking at them 。

Old man sulai is still leading the way. His pet vulture jumps up and down in the Buddha building. However, with the constant deepening, the vulture seems to feel the pressure in front of him and returns to the owner's side.

Climbing up the old spiral wooden ladder, they finally reached the top floor of the Buddha tower.

A bright light, smoke curling, placed from all over the world from the collection of rare treasures "meditation Pavilion.".

A young old man is lying on a rocking chair, half of his face is covered by a bamboo Scripture. It seems that he is asleep. The sunlight from the lattice window sprinkles on the old man. He has a sense of peace and tranquility.

Next to the sleeping old man, there was an old man with gray hair and trembling, who was cleaning the collection with a feather duster.

At first glance, the old man with a feather duster in his hand is at least 90 years old. His white hair is sparse, his hands are shaking slightly, and his face is covered with age spots and wrinkles. He looks as if he is going to wrestle in the next second, and if he moves a little more, he will be broken.

To be more exaggerated, the old man looks too old and looks pale like All in all, it looks terrible.

The old man did not say anything. He sent them and left with his pet alone.

LINGJI and gongsiyu were standing where they were. After looking around for a long time, they found that there were two old people in the Attic: the old man on the rocking chair and the old man cleaning.

One cleans, one sleeps.

It seems obvious who is the star.

However, out of prudence, he never said a word. Gong Si Yu was also observing secretly. Su Su Su couldn't bear to stand it. He approached the old man sitting on the rocking chair and quietly called out: "excuse me Is it a wizard

"PATA", the bamboo slips on the old man's face fell to the ground. Hearing someone's inquiry, the old man slowly opened his sleeping eyes on the couch.

It was a pair of gray white, muddy, like sick eyes, facing the light, the muddy pupil did not change a bit, the old man on the couch seemed to be unable to see.

Su Su reached out and swayed in front of the old man, but in the next second, she was grasped by the old man's bony but powerful hand and grasped his wrist. Her turbid but sharp eyes suddenly passed by and looked at Su Su. "I'm blind, but I'm not deaf. Don't shake your hands in front of me."

Su Su kept silent and tried to break free, but she found that her wrist could not get rid of the old man's hand. The old man was so big that she seemed to crush her wrist bone and would not let it go. Her expression was very cold and inhuman.

Without waiting for LINGJI and gongsiyu to do something about it, the old man, who had been brushing away the dust with a feather duster, suddenly stepped forward with his feather duster and put it on the old man's arm with a feather duster in his hand. His voice was old and low, and his voice was vague: "that's still a child. Don't frighten my guests from afar!"The old man on the reclining chair immediately gave up his hands, stood up in anger, brushed off the feathers on his head, chanted and made a seal. In an instant, he transformed a complex array like a six pointed star in front of him. In a twinkling of an eye, he passed through the array and disappeared in front of everyone.

But when people leave, their voices still reverberate in the attic --

"then I will go to sleep elsewhere! Something to shout

With the disappearance of the old man lying on the couch, only a few of them and the old man who trembled like a dead man could not be old, pale and strange.

He is not Oriental, because his nose is tall and long, just like the evil old witch in the dark fairy tale.

He is as thin as wood, pale growth of age spots of the arm as thin as skin and bone, as if a little force, the bone will break.

Just now, the old man turned around and twisted his waist. He was holding the reclining chair and bent over there. He was breathless. He looked very nervous and even hesitated to help him.

"Well I'm old and useless. My bones are brittle. "

The old man held the reclining chair tremblingly, sat down, raised his eyes, and looked at them with a smile.

Obviously, Linggui realized something and was surprised, "you can't be..."

The old man's hoarse old voice whispered: "I know, I know, I don't like it. I'm like an old zombie who will go into the coffin tomorrow..."

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