Overriding the Heaven

After a moment, when Chu Yan raised his head, he had turned into a square-faced middle-aged man.    

Chu Yan originally wanted to make a scar on his face that would look a little aggressive, but he felt that it was too obvious.    

He pondered for a moment.    

In an instant, a fake scar extended from his left ear to his neck, immediately giving him an appearance of a ferocious bandit.    

"That's good enough." Chu Yan nodded and walked towards the ruins of the old town.    

Chu Yan went out early today, but because he learned how to inscribe inscriptions from Su Yuqing, it was already evening when he arrived at the ruins of the old town.    

"After I finish buying the blood essence, it'll be too late when I go back. It seems like I can only find a place to stay outside. Luckily there are transformational inscriptions, so I'm not afraid of revealing my identity." Chu Yan said in his heart as he looked at the tall brick wall in front of him.    

The brick wall was about two stories high, and it was mottled and covered with large patches of moss.    

Not far from Chu Yan, there was a hole dug into the brick wall, which could accommodate two or three people going in and out at the same time. Not far from Chu Yan, there was a hole dug in the brick wall, which could accommodate two or three people coming in and out at the same time.    

At this moment, there were people constantly entering and exiting the holes in the wall.    

However, it was different from the people Chu Yan saw in the new town. At this moment, the majority of the people walking in and out of the ruins of the old town were wearing shabby clothes and looked shabby.    

Once in a while, a martial artist would walk past them. These martial artists' faces were also filled with a savage and evil aura. It was obvious that they weren't in the business world. Most likely, they were here to kidnap someone.    

But no matter what, after observing for a while, Chu Yan did not find anyone fighting with him because of the quarrel.    

It was obvious that the old town had its own rules in the ruins.    

After observing for a while, Chu Yan walked over.    

After passing through the hole in the wall, a strange smell accompanied the darkness and rushed over.    

This smell was somewhat damp, and also a little musty. In addition, there was a mixed feeling of fragrance and stench, which was extremely complicated.    

However, Chu Yan did not make a sound, he just continued moving through the brick wall.    

This wall was about ten feet thick. After walking out of the man-made tunnel, Chu Yan suddenly felt that he came to a completely different world from the new town.    

The Evergreen Town he was at previously was completely flat and full of green bricks, high walls and high tiles. It seemed to be extremely neat and tidy.    

However, the ruins of the old town behind this brick wall were mottled and full of shadows. The lights were faintly discernible, like the fires of ghosts. The whiteness gave off a creepy feeling.    

Fortunately, there were a lot of pedestrians walking along this path, which gave Chu Yan a feeling that he was still in the mortal world.    

Chu Yan remembered that the restaurant's shopkeeper told him that it was a place called Langya Pavilion. Chu Yan remembered that the restaurant's shopkeeper told him that it was a place called Langya Pavilion.    

This guy was short and thin. However, he was wearing an extremely large set of clothes. His clothes were all pulled down to the ground and covered his entire body, making him appear extremely mysterious.    

As he moved closer to Chu Yan, this guy's eyes flashed as he sneakily asked, "Uncle, do you want to look at a painting?"    

"Look at the painting?" Chu Yan was stunned.    

"Tsk, that kind of painting, the latest comic strip, the kind with a plot." The skinny man opened a slit in his clothes and showed it to Chu Yan before covering it up again.    

In that split-second, Chu Yan saw that the thin guy had sewn no less than fifty small hooks under his clothes. Each of the small hooks had a picture book stuck in it.    

On the cover of the picture book, there were all kinds of indescribable patterns. Moreover, they were extremely colorful, extremely lifelike, and extremely alluring.    

Chu Yan had never seen such a formation before and was stunned for a moment.    

His dazed look, in the eyes of the thin person, made him think that the other person was not so good. Thus, the guy rolled his eyes and went closer to another novel: "I don't like comics, do you like novels?" I have here a variety of themes for this novel to play up to your satisfaction. "    

Saying that, he took out the inside pocket of his shirt and showed it to Chu Yan. He counted on his fingers as he said, "For example, the recently popular night raid on the village of Multi Women, my sister-in-law and I are unspeakable. You can be satisfied with the situation like this!"    

Seeing that the other party was going to give another long speech just to promote his goods, Chu Yan directly gave him a Spirit Money and said impatiently: "Give me any book, then tell me where the Langya Pavilion is."    

"Hiss — Spirit Money!" The skinny man's eyes immediately bulged out.    

When doing business in the ruins of an old town, they usually took in ordinary copper coins, and even silver was rarely seen, let alone Spirit Money.    

As if afraid that Chu Yan would go back on his word, the skinny guy immediately pulled out a novel, stuffed it into Chu Yan's hand and enthusiastically said: "Uncle! "Oh my god, this is the latest available excellent edition. There are words and pictures in it. I guarantee that you will be able to experience it and enjoy the aftertaste!"    

Originally, he wanted to boast a bit more, but when he saw the discontent in Chu Yan's eyes, the skinny man quickly said: "I know Langya Pavilion! "Earlier today, I just called over. Let me tell you, you should go like this."    

Immediately, the thin person showed Chu Yan the location of the Langya Pavilion.    

Chu Yan listened to it once and memorized it. He didn't look at the book as he put it away casually and walked into the crowd.    

Before they had even walked a few steps, Chu Yan suddenly heard a "pa" sound from behind him. Amidst the miserable screams, a voice that didn't seem to be from the flesh came, "mouse, you stole my Spirit Money, and you still dare to come out and make a name for yourself?"    

The scream sounded familiar. Chu Yan turned around and immediately saw the thin guy called mouse, who was covering his face with his hands as he fell to the ground. A red finger mark appeared on half of his face and his cheeks were swollen, with blood trickling out from the corner of his mouth.    

In front of him stood a tall and sturdy man.    

The brawny man had a fierce-looking face, long hair was let loose, the muscles on his body bulged, and with a pair of triangular eyes, he looked extremely ferocious.    

At this moment, the tall man looked at mouse with a sneer and threw a Spirit Money in his hand.    

Chu Yan's gaze turned serious.    

That Spirit Money was the one he gave to mouse earlier.    

Without any hesitation, Chu Yan walked towards the hulk with a cold expression.    

You stealing mouse's Spirit Money is none of my business, but you actually dare to say that the Spirit Money is yours?    

The muscular man clearly hadn't realized that danger was coming. He took a step forward and stopped the picture book on the ground with a sneer, then said condescendingly: "mouse, shouldn't you give me an explanation for stealing my Spirit Money?"