Dark Moon Era

A wood house.

It looks so out of place with the surrounding black stone house.

For a few years, the wooden walls constructed with log posts were full of mottled moss marks.

The roof is turquoise and gray, covered with pieces of fish-like ‘stones’. I wonder if the dripping drops fell from the edge of the roof just because of the heavy rain.

The evening wind blew through, and brought up the blue curtain hanging in front of the door, like a waving hand, tickling Tang Ling’s heart.

Did something go wrong?

Tang Ling rolled his throat and looked at this wood house, which was incompatible with the surrounding black stone house. What was surging in his mind was the strange emotion that couldn’t be said.

He had the urge to go there to find out.

I can’t explain this to prove that I really ignored this wood house.

Or is it strange that people who come and go seem to turn a blind eye to it?

After a while, Tang Ling was standing in this alley. He couldn’t restrain the most real impulse in his heart鈥攈e had to go to this wood house.

Put your hands in your pockets, Tang Ling moved towards the building, walked across the alley with a lot of water, and made a crackling sound, but the sound became quieter as you approached the building. It went on, and then gradually became obscure.

It’s like walking slowly into another space.

No one around noticed the slightly thin black hair delicate and pretty boy, but just a casual glance, he would see that he had reached the end of the alley, walked around the corner, and then disappeared.

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in front of wood house.

Tang Ling stopped and breathed slightly.

He was not tired, just noticed that when he was near the wood house, there was no one around him.

Even the familiar street scene is so unreal, as if it is separated by an invisible barrier, it is not clear whether it is real or an illusion.

But the wood house still stood before him, as if only it was the most real existence.

“Perhaps this is another dream?” The mood calmed down a bit, Tang Ling looked up, but saw a wooden token hanging on the door.

No deliberate carving, very primitive form, but with four square patterns on it.

Full of intensity, there was a strange beauty at first glance.

“Mysterious shops …” Tang Ling muttered to himself, even recognizing the meaning of the four patterns.

This block may be a kind of text.

Together, the thought came to Tang Ling’s mind.

It is strange that Tang Ling is not shocked. From the night of the mutation to the present, there is nothing, which makes him feel unreasonable.

Besides, this is a dream.

Does everything in the dream need to be explained?

With such an idea, Tang Ling opened the blue curtain that was still dancing and stepped into the house.

Into the dark, only a strange fragrance filled the space.

This is a scent that Tang Ling has never smelled before. I just feel the freshness of the wood, mixed with the fragrance of fruit, and entered the nasal cavity.

It gives people peace of mind and clear head.

Subconsciously, Tang Ling wanted to cover his mouth and nose. In this era, all seemingly harmless details will eventually become a reason to lose his life.

Moreover, the dreams he had already experienced told him that everything would map to reality.

“I don’t know, is it too late?” Tang Ling was a little hesitant.

But at this time, a dim light suddenly appeared, and the originally dark room lit up with this dim light, and the left and right sides followed the dim light.

“Dragon’s birthday incense. Top grade.” At the same time, a lazily voice came from the room, with a trace of indifference in the calm, like talking in Tang Ling’s ear.

Cold sweat, it’s covered with Tang Ling’s forehead, and the precise instinct that he has always relied on has no effect. Even a person hiding in the darkness doesn’t notice it?

The precaution took a step back, and Tang Ling also saw everything in front of him.

The dark brown heavy wooden cabinet has a brass-colored Totem carving on it, the flames jumping in the belly of Totem’s image, emitting yellow rays of light.

Beside this Totem carving, there is a metal stove that looks very delicate. The verdant smoke rises from the lid, and Nana is condensed and the fragrance is rising.

A white and slender hand slowly lifted the lid of the furnace and set it aside.

Then, from the white stone plate next to it, twisted a small piece of white things, put it in the oven, and covered it, the aroma became stronger.

Tang Ling clenched his fists secretly.

The owner of the hand finally looked up at this time.

As he looked up, the silhouette he had hidden in the gloom immediately became clear.

He sat, but he could see that he was tall, not strong, but somehow indescribably dangerous.

This is just a pure feeling. Tang Ling’s precise instinct is completely ineffective, and he has no sense of this man sitting behind the wooden cabinet.

“The top grade natural dragon’s fragrance is rare.”

“After all, it takes hundreds of years to soak in the seawater. Things that are related to time are always exceptionally precious.”

“But Ziyue appears, doesn’t it? So Long Xuanxiang is also common.”

Compared to Tang Ling’s nervousness, the man was very calm. He was talking about the aroma in the room, but Tang Ling couldn’t understand it.

Only that sentence of Ziyue appeared, which made Tang Ling’s heart jump and subconsciously asked: “Why?”

Maybe I didn’t expect Tang Ling to ask back, a hint of ‘interesting’ expression appeared in the man’s eyes, but he still answered: “It’s very simple, everything is changing, willn’t sperm whale change?”

“The dragon’s birthday is from sperm whale.”

The explanation is simple, but Tang Ling has no idea what this has to do with Ziyue?

He was just weird. Why can he see the man now?

He had the same black hair, combed back neatly, and gathered behind his ears.

Dark eyes like him, but deep like a deep pond, staring, if there is rays of light flashed, as if reflecting the starry sky.

The facial features are very good, so that I can’t distinguish between men and women.

The whole person is lazy, but the kind of laziness is not paying attention to everything, it feels boring.

People who are so unforgettable at a glance have n鈥檛 moved here before. Why ca n鈥檛 they see clearly?

Tang Ling stood silently, but his mind was full of problems.

But the man seemed unwilling to look at him, and suddenly looked at Tang Ling, squinting his eyes, showing a smile of formula: “Welcome to the mysterious shop, 0233 dream species.”

0233 dream species? Tang Ling’s heart tightened suddenly, he seemed to have caught something.

But before he asked, the man had stood up, his black robe reflected the dim light, and the rays of light flowed like black flowing water.

“By the way, forget to introduce. I am the owner of the mysterious shop. You can call me Kun.”