Zhang Jing took a deep breath and left without caring about the land temple behind him.

Whether it is a ghost or a demon.

As long as you don't mess with him.

He doesn't have the leisure to care about either.

After walking for almost half an hour, Zhang Jing stopped.

Because there is another village in the distance,

And this village seems to be very similar to the one I passed by yesterday.

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes and continued to move forward. I knew if he got closer.

Not beyond his expectations, this village was indeed the "Hu Village" that was yesterday.

Zhang Jing approached the dilapidated stone tablet and wanted to see some information.

However, the small words on it seemed to have been deliberately erased, and they were all cuts of knife.

No useful information.

"It's not a ghost to hit the wall, right?" Zhang Jing frowned. After thinking for a while, he directly moved his back and rushed backwards.

He wanted to see if this place really trapped him.

Zhang Jing walked directly in the air and flew for half an hour before he stopped a little.

It wasn't that he left here, but that he found that no matter which direction he flew, he would eventually return to the starting point.

That is where the stone tablet is.

Zhang Jing settled down and finally decided to go into the village again.

The origin of each time is here, which proves that this is the key.

If you want to break the deadlock, you may have to be here.

"Young man, are you passing by?" It was still the old lady, or the same sentence, and there was no change in the pronunciation of a word.

Zhang Jing has a good memory, so he can remember it clearly.

"Yes," Zhang Jing nodded.

I don’t know what the situation is now, so Zhang Jing is ready to cooperate first.

Of course, if there is really no way, Zhang Jing will try to lift the table.

"It's not peaceful outside now. Recently, a group of strong men have been entrenched here to rob people like you," the old lady's face did not change.

It was as if Zhang Jing had revisited yesterday.

"In my opinion, you might as well stay here for one night and wait until tomorrow," the old lady smiled.

Zhang Jing suddenly raised his head, and the sky was already a little dark at some point.

It's exactly the same as yesterday's sky.

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes. When he was outside the village, it was still in the morning and the sun was very bright.

But as soon as I entered the village, it gradually became dark.

He didn't notice any awkwardness yesterday.

It was at this moment that when the old lady was talking, he felt something was wrong.

"Then thank you aunt," Zhang Jing said lightly.

Today he is going to stay here for a night as the old lady said.

However, he had a premonition in his heart that he might not be able to leave after staying overnight.

However, you have to give it a try.

"Okay, okay, young man, follow me," after that, the old lady turned around and began to lead the way.

Zhang Jing followed behind him step by step, and his eyes began to observe the surroundings.

The village is very quiet, really quiet. At least, except for this old lady, he has never seen anyone else again.

This is also one of the weird things.

There is also the style of the building. He didn't look carefully yesterday, but just scanned it.

But now Zhang Jing has discovered some differences.

The residential buildings here are a little different from those Zhang Jing encountered when he was in Dongqi before.

However, the difference is very small, and if you didn’t look carefully, you wouldn’t find anything at all.

"Auntie, which mansion does our village belong to?" Zhang Jing walked to the old lady and asked softly.

"What kind of mansion? We are Qingzhou, aren't you a pedestrian? Why don't you even know this?" The old lady stopped, a little confused.

"I naturally know this, but I don't know where Qingzhou is," Zhang Jing replied.

But my heart was shocked. Dongqi does not have the name Qingzhou.

He had already planned the route, and this place should be Huangshan Prefecture.

"Qingzhou, near Dahuai City, Qingzhou," the old lady thought for a while and said slowly.

"Dahuai City, Qingzhou?" Zhang Jing recited a few words in his mind, and found that he had never heard of this name before.

There is absolutely no name Qingzhou in Dongqi.

"Can I travel through time again?" Zhang Jing thought again at this moment.

It shouldn't be, he just walked as usual.

Apart from entering this village, I didn't notice anything wrong.

Moreover, what the old lady said was similar to what she said in Dongqi.

"Auntie, which country do you belong to?" Zhang Jing pondered for a moment, then stepped forward and asked.

He needs to confirm what the specific situation is.

Hearing Zhang Jing's words, the old lady shook her head and said:

"I don't know, sometimes it's Wu and sometimes it's Jin. I don't know which country has occupied this place now."

Zhang Jing has confirmed that this is definitely not the original world.

There are only four major countries in the Central Plains, and there are absolutely no Wu and Jin.

Moreover, listening to the old lady's words, there was still a situation of melee between the countries outside.

"It wasn't it before the founding of the Dongqi Kingdom, right?" Zhang Jingmuran thought of another guess.

He had read the classics in Zhenwusi and knew that before the founding of the Dongqi Kingdom, there was a situation of melee between the countries.

However, there were only a few words mentioned above the classics, and the other content was deliberately erased.

Zhang Jing was shocked in his heart, not understanding why he was here well, without any signs.

Especially when I arrived in such a strange village.

The old lady continued to lead the way ahead, and after turning a few turns, she stopped in front of an old house.

There was no lock on it, and the old lady opened it as soon as she pushed it.

"Get in."

Zhang Jing nodded and looked at the houses around him, as if he wanted to see something was wrong.

"Squeak."

The old lady closed the door, turned around and pointed at a room and said:

"Young man, just stay in this room, I'll cook some food for you."

"Then thank you aunt," Zhang Jing nodded slightly.

Zhang Jing pushed open the door that the old lady pointed at. Although the things inside were worn out, they were cleaned very clean.

He casually found a stool and sat down.

Everything in this village made him feel that something was wrong.

Not long after, the old lady walked into the room with a bowl of black food.

"Young man, try the meal."

"This is my little intention. Auntie must accept it," Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes and took out a piece of gold and put it on the table.

"Okay," the old lady smiled and took the gold into her arms.

"Try it," the old lady urged again.

"I don't like someone watching me when I have dinner. Can the aunt go out first?"

"Okay, okay, remember to taste it," the old lady turned around and left with a smile.
To be continued...