Speaking of that place, if it were placed in a normal place, there would be nothing worth noting. After all, it was just a few temporary sheds and a large area of ​​cars covered by tarps.

But it exists in a place like no man's land, which adds a bit of mystery.

I walked towards it quickly with excitement. Half an hour later, I finally reached the nearest shed.

Before I entered the shed, a man with a somewhat indifferent expression walked out of the shed. When he saw me, his expression did not change at all, and he just asked: "Come to participate in the big market?"

Isn't this nonsense? This valley is extremely hidden. Not to mention this season, there are very few explorers in the no-man's land. Even if there are many, the probability of accidentally breaking into this place is extremely small.

Although I cursed secretly, I still nodded under this man's indifferent gaze.

"Do you have an invitation?" the man asked again.

I took out the invitation that belonged to me from my clothes and handed it to him. He took it, looked at it carefully, his expression finally relaxed a little, and handed the invitation back to me.

"If you have an invitation, go into that shed over there." After saying that, he pointed to a shed not far away, then turned around to go back.

This situation made me a little curious, and I couldn't help but ask: "What if there is no invitation?"

"No? Then get on your way immediately! Or you can rest in another shed for a certain price." The man simply explained, ignored me, and returned to the shed where he came out.

The rules here are really weird, I thought to myself, but I still didn't stop and walked into the shed he pointed out to me.

Opening up the thick felt cloth, I found that there were already 7 or 8 people waiting inside the shed. When they saw me walking in, one of them, an old man who seemed to be in his seventies, suddenly grinned and clapped his hands.

Said: "The 9th one, this is the 9th one! With any luck, we can set off before dark today."

What the old man said was a bit incomprehensible, but after I walked into the shed, I smiled friendly at the other people waiting and didn't ask rash questions.

Compared to the indifference of other practitioners on the road, the people waiting in this shed were obviously much friendlier, and they all responded to my smile.

There was a blazing fire burning in the shed, and a blanket unique to Province X was spread on the ground. In front of the fire, there was a large plate of meat and a large pot of hot drinks. I saw someone pour a cup, which should be the butter tea.

Compared to the outside, this place is like a warm paradise.

In the friendly atmosphere, I found a seat in front of the fire and sat down. I was thinking about how to talk to these people and answer some questions in my mind. However, I didn't expect that the old man who said something incomprehensible at the beginning suddenly stood up.

He got up, walked toward me, and sat down next to me.

"As long as we gather ten people, we can set off to the big city. I originally looked at the sky and thought that there was little hope of setting off today. I didn't expect that you came and brought us hope." So that's it.

, no wonder this old man is so happy when I come here.

"But wouldn't it be nice to rest here for a night? It's quite nice here." The old man's enthusiasm gave me an opportunity to talk, so I took advantage of it.

After hearing my question, everyone laughed, and the old man did not answer directly. Instead, he grabbed a piece of meat on the plate and gave it to me. He poured a cup of butter tea and handed it to me, and then said to me: "Although not

I don’t know how you got the invitation, but I know it must be your first time to participate in the big market."

"Hey, how did you know?" I was chewing the meat in my hand. When I heard the old man say this, I couldn't help but be surprised. How did he know that it was my first time to participate in the big market?

"Although this place is good, compared with the magical existence of the big market, it is simply a comparison between a pit and a palace. If you have participated in the big market, you must be eager to go to the big market. How can you want to rest here for a night?

What do you think?" The old man didn't mince words and directly told the reason.

Undoubtedly, this aroused my curiosity about Big City even more, and I couldn’t help but ask: "What kind of place is Big City? What kind of existence is it?"

In fact, when I think of the young man who robbed last night and the attitude of many people towards the market, I always feel that many cultivators have a pilgrim-like mentality towards the market. Is it so magical?

Faced with my question, the old man laughed and stopped answering. Another middle-aged man responded: "There are many things that are meaningless to say. Anyway, when you get here, if you have an invitation, it means you are safe. You are

You can definitely see the big market, and you can experience it yourself when the time comes.”

I was stunned for a moment when I said this, and I couldn't help but yearn for that mysterious big city.

The atmosphere in the shed was friendly. After all, because it was safe, everyone could let go of their guard and communicate with each other. While I was eating and drinking, I listened to them talk about some of the strange things in the circle, and I didn't feel sad about the waiting time.

After more than an hour of this, when it was getting dark, the thick felt cloth at the door moved again, and a bald monk who looked unusually tall lifted it up and walked in.

Facing the arrival of the great monk, the old man cheered, rushed up to meet him, grabbed the monk's arm and said: "You are really the lucky god today. Your arrival means that we can't wait long before we can set off."

Already."

The great monk was obviously not a fool like me. He was just stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Does it mean that I am the 10th person to come here today with an invitation? That's really lucky. Buddha bless you."

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"Hahaha, you are the 10th one! Originally, it was late this time. I was worried that I would have to wait here for a day or two and even miss the big market. Unexpectedly, not only did I not have time to wait, I even got there before dark.

We are so lucky to have all the departure people! These days, not many people can still have invitations in their hands." The old man was very happy, and the others in the room were also very happy.

Of course I am also happy, but the reason why I am happy is not because I yearn for the big market, but because I am happy that I can finally go to my brothers and sisters.

The atmosphere in the shed became more lively, or maybe it was because the number of people was gathered. Everyone looked happy during the conversation. Less than ten minutes later, a person walked into the shed and said: "Everyone is here."

, let’s go.”

I noticed that the person coming was the indifferent person who checked my invitation earlier. I didn't expect that it would be him who would lead us to the big market.

When I went out, I found three strange-shaped carriages parked at the door. Why do I say strange? Because the car was shaped like a small house.

But what caught my eye was not the peculiar carriage, but the horses pulling it.

Their eyes are clear and full of human color, and I can even feel some of their emotions. For example, at this moment, I seem to feel those horses saying, What bad luck, I didn’t expect that there are ten people here.

, still busy

I was so shocked that I couldn't say anything. Why did I know this? But I found that one of the horses looked at me jokingly, as if it was laughing at my fuss.

"Get in the car, brother. When I saw these horses for the first time, my reaction was even more exaggerated than yours. Let's talk about it after we get in the car." When I came back to my senses, it turned out that the enthusiastic old man from before appeared behind me.

I suppressed the strangeness in my heart, and got into the strange-looking carriage with the old man. After closing the door of the carriage, I found that there was another person in the carriage, the great monk who arrived last.

There were two rows of chairs facing each other in the carriage. The chairs were very wide, covered with thick fur and looked very soft. There was also a fixed long table with some food on it.

From this point of view, the big city really treats those of us with invitations like VIPs.

Just as I was looking at the inside of the carriage, the old man also got in the carriage, closed the door, pressed me on the chair, and laughed loudly and said: "You two are my lucky stars, today I will

Do you mind if I have to ride in the car with you?"

"Don't mind."

"Of course I don't mind."

The great monk and I almost said in unison that in fact, this old man's enthusiasm and sincerity did not seem to be hypocritical. Who would mind traveling with such a person?

Seeing our attitude, the old man was very happy. He immediately grabbed an apple from the table, lay half on the chair, took a bite with a 'pop' sound, and then said: "That's good, I just said

See, that big brother is very curious about the horse pulling the cart? You don’t even know the origin of the city?"

I was stunned when I heard it. I just thought these horses were strange, as if they had the same intelligence as humans, but what does this have to do with the origin of the city?

My expression obviously betrayed me. This time, not only the old man laughed, but also the great monk.

"Forget it, let me tell you what to say? In case you don't know anything when you trade freely, others will bully you for being stupid and make you suffer." The old man took another bite of the apple and sighed.

He took a breath and then spoke.
Chapter completed!