There are many abandoned resource-based cities. When a certain kind of exploitable non-renewable resource is found in a certain place, humans will build a city around that place.

Generally, the size of the city is determined based on the amount of resources. Those with few resources will only have one camp on the perimeter.

Basically, all the work in this resource-based city will revolve around that kind of resource, such as coal mines, oil, etc.

But when resources are exhausted, they are born and die because of them. When resources are exhausted, the vitality of the city will disappear, human beings will slowly move out, the population will become smaller and smaller, and will be abandoned soon.

This is most likely the town under their feet.

The town is not small. There are about a hundred households, and there are still a lot of cinders left on the street, and there are even rails for transportation on the street.

It is not the train tracks, but the mine truck on the mine. It is only one fifth of the size of the locomotive, and one person can fuck it.

Generally, such railroad tracks will only appear in the mines. Being able to appear so blatantly on the main street only means that everyone in the town is mining, or most of them, otherwise this will affect their daily lives too much.

It's right.

Ye Tingbai: "How should I get in?"

Chun Xia held the broken jade in her hand and gently stroked the open space. A gap appeared in the place. Within the gap, there was a crowd of people, as if some kind of gathering was being held.

"Sister Wang, how much does it cost to Rongdao at this moment? Old customers don't fool me~"

"Six hundred yuan, the latest model, no bargaining price!"

"Boss, have you applied for it in advance?"

"Oh, I dare not say this, the guest comes in and talks!"

Ye Tingbai slimly for a few minutes, and the gap closed automatically because it took too long, but he couldn't understand after listening for a long time. There were people here, and there were a lot of them.

The most important thing is that they seem to be in the market.

Subpersonal personality: "Everything is very normal, the tone of speaking and reaction, the heartbeat will fluctuate with emotions, and the sound of blood flowing is also within the normal range. It seems that everyone here is ordinary people?"

Ye Tingbai: "Ordinary talents are outrageous..."

If there were a group of monsters here, Ye Tingbai might have taken the knife and rushed in, but suddenly a bunch of ordinary people came out, and he didn't know what to do, and why were there so many ordinary people?

Ye Tingbai turned his head and looked at the little monk: "The same is true in the place where you live?"

Chunxia: "No, my master and I live in the bamboo forest, there is no one, I haven't seen many people even though I have grown up.

But I didn't feel any resentful spirit aura, it was different from the aura on your broken jade..."

Chunxia directly sees through the essence of the soul, the emotions of the soul and the emotions of human beings? In Chunxia, ​​they are two kinds of things? And her ability is quite accurate, and she has helped him a lot before, so Ye Tingbai

I must believe her.

But if a key is contaminated with resentment? The world leading to by the key is peaceful, isn’t it too fake?

Ye Tingbai casually pinched out a long sword? He was ready to use the Dream Body to go in and explore the way first. After all, the Dream Body died the most seriously injured, and with divine power nourishment, he would recover quickly.

Ye Tingbai: "I'll go in and take a look? Protect them."

Sub-personality: "Hmm? Don't worry."

The broken jade slashed? Another space crack appeared? But this time there was no sound inside, and the evil aura coming from the pavement made Ye Tingbai feel uncomfortable all over.

Ye Tingbai: "What's wrong? Use your key to scratch it once!"

The little monk immediately picked up the broken jade in his hand and stroked it at another open space. The noisy buying sound appeared again, in the same place, two spaces.

The most important thing is that the little monk's key is still a replica, but the replica is more useful.

Sub-personality: "Wu Yi talked about the theory of the two worlds in the outside world. The mezzanine world has not been verified. Will the third brother go to the inner world with this key?

Spring and summer happened to copy a key to the mezzanine world?"

Ye Tingbai: "This is possible. Is the third grandson trying to cheat me again?"

Sub-personality: "It won't be a trick on you. He may not have even been in. Logically speaking, we should go to this mezzanine world to see it."

Ye Tingbai: "Yeah, wait!"

Ye Tingbai turned around and stepped into the space gap drawn by the little monk. Through the space door, he came to a long street with bright lights and wine. People came and went around the streets, and their clothes were very retro.

Ye Tingbai stood firm and hid in the corner immediately. This place was absolutely abnormal!

Because almost everyone has a mask sewn on their faces, it is a mask made of marble, and everyone has two blush-like origins on their cheeks.

Or it is more like the red circle on the faces of those people in the paper shop.

These people's masks and faces fit very well. If not everyone's masks were roughly the same, he would even think that this was something that grew from their faces.

Near the ear roots of the cheeks, the masks and their normal skin have merged together, with a transition area of ​​about one centimeter. Moreover, although the masks on these people's faces are the same texture as marble, they can make various expressions.

Their faces are soft!

After careful observation, not everyone has no masks on their faces, only those children have no masks on their faces.

Ye Tingbai lowered his head and used his divine power to pinch out a similar mask and put it on his face, making him look less eye-catching. He glanced at the shop next to him.

Old Zhang's head sculpts

There happened to be a girl who just entered the store. She was wearing a cheongsam and was a little fat, but her face was really delicate. If she eliminated the texture of the mask, she could be considered a top beauty.

"Old Zhang, repair it for me, I want to lose weight!"

The boss was an old man with a white beard. Ye Tingbai stared at the beard carefully, but he could not find any trace of fraud. They could not only express their expressions on their masks, but also have beards?

"Miss Sun, I have repaired your face dozens of times, and I really can't repair it anymore. It's already perfect. If you lose weight, you will be inconsistent!"

With a delicate and slimming face and a bloated and fat figure, is it now coordinated?

The boss seemed to be a little conscientious, but the woman refused to let go and asked the boss to repair him. In the end, the two of them were in a stalemate and the woman finally let go.

"Okay, I'm not happy these two days, so I'll change my face to cry!"

Crying face?

When this woman talked about her crying face, Ye Tingbai noticed the expression on her face. He found that even if the woman was arguing with her boss, she could only make one expression, that is, a smile, a very charming smile.

It seems to be set in advance.

The same is true for that boss, either entering the market calmly or being frownful.

Like everyone in this town, he found that everyone in this weird town had only one expression. More than 90% of the people were smiling, and they could not find them even if they were thrown into the crowd.

Smile.

The transaction in the store continued. The boss did not refuse the request to change the crying face. He asked the woman to lie on a clean bed and put the curtain on it.

Ye Tingbai did not have the X-ray vision of the secondary personality, so he could only touch it with his teeth. Fortunately, he had magical techniques to eliminate his breath and could still achieve physical invisibility at critical moments.

He has never studied the principle of invisibility, nor has he similar magic in his hand. At most, he can only be optical invisible without understanding it. If he observes it carefully, he may still be discovered, so he can only be careful.

Fortunately, there was no sound, and the two ordinary people did not notice him. Ye Tingbai touched the curtain and secretly looked in.

The boss stabbed a tube of white liquid into the woman's cheek. His technique was very rough. Two syringes as thick as thumbs were stabbed in less than a second. The woman's face was

A big bag was bulging with the naked eye.

But the woman didn't scream, and she didn't seem to feel any pain.

Then the man took out a professional tool, like a kind of fire tongs that clamped charcoal from the stove. The tongs clamped the woman's original mask and pulled upwards. The woman's face was pulled down alive, and there was bloody underneath.

His facial features do not have normal skin.

So the torn mask is her face.

Old Zhang threw the removed mask into the trash can, and then took out a new one from the cabinet next to it. The cabinet with the mask was not a freezer, but an ordinary locker, and there was even an old man inside.

bowls and chopsticks.

The old man put the new mask on it, and about five minutes before and after, the mask grew back together with the woman's face.

He didn't continue to watch because the face change was over, without disinfection or suture, and it ended like this, which was almost impossible for the outside world to complete the operation.

The problem is that Ye Tingbai could not find any abnormalities, there was no pollution, no divine power, and he didn't know what special force was accomplishing all this.

Ye Tingbai returned to the door and threw two magical techniques to identify souls at the pedestrians on the roadside. This magical technique is only useful to humans. If these things are not humans, nothing can be detected, and the result is even more

People were surprised, all of them were silver souls.

In a normal world, most of the souls of ordinary people cannot even be ranked white. The souls of those people have long been mixed with pollution, and silver is considered rare.

He also discussed this issue with Bian Geng. When the outside gods did not interfere in this world, silver souls were very common, but the quality of human souls continued to decline.

If a person can live in a world without pollution since childhood, perhaps his soul can be like these people today.

Although the town is full of weirdness, it looks very harmonious at least, and he does not feel any pollutant atmosphere. Compared with the polluted world in the outside world, this place is already considered a pure land.

Ye Tingbai quietly retreated without disturbing anyone.

Li Xiaoxiao: "How about it, how about it, can you enter?"

Ye Tingbai made out a few expressionless masks and asked the three of them to put on. When he was standing by the roadside with a mask, someone noticed him, but he just took a look and left, so he said he would go back.

There is no problem with bringing in a few people.

Ye Tingbai: "Wear the mask and try not to speak if you can stop talking. Come to this position to open a door!"

The world buildings inside are roughly the same as those outside, but there are obviously more buildings inside than those outside. If there are 100 abandoned houses in the normal world, then there may be 200 or even 300 here.
To be continued...