Duanmu Yawang couldn't refute, "But once we stay in the store, we can't go out. If we stay in the store, wouldn't it be impossible to do anything? How can we do what we want to do?"

Another point is that it is not easy to find a store where they can live.

"..."

The old man was silent.

Indeed, this is a big contradiction that has been in front of them, making it almost impossible for them to cross.

"Grandpa wants to look at these two coupons and the devil card. Is he trying to find some clues from them?"

"right."

The old man looked carefully at the things in his hand, but found nothing. Those two coupons did not contain a single word on them, and there were no words on the stubborn magic card, only complicated engraving patterns.

Without the clues they needed, he flipped through it and quietly put down the things in his hands.

"Ugh!"

Duanmu Yawang sighed lightly, and took the Devil's Devil Card and the two coupons again. She was about to put them back in Qiankun's bag. Suddenly, she seemed to see something on one of the red coupons. picture.

She shuddered, and hurriedly picked up the coupon again and looked at it carefully.

But this time I didn't see anything.

The bedside light was rather dim, and she didn't believe in evil, she had only seen it clearly.

She got out of bed hurriedly, ran to the candlelight, and took a closer look.

"Did you find something?" the old man asked.

"I seem to have seen the pattern from this ticket just now, but I don't seem to see it anymore." Duanmu Yawang looked carefully under the light for a while, but still didn't find anything.

"Could it be that I am blinded?"

When she said that, she thought of something, holding a coupon in one hand and the other devil card. She didn't know what she touched. Suddenly, a layer of golden light appeared on the red hard coupon. !

She took a closer look, and there was a pattern that looked like a town on it!

When she was about to wonder why there was an extra town of gossip, the old man suddenly pointed his finger at her back: "Miss Duanmu, look!"

Duanmu Yawang glanced at his fingertips, and suddenly found that on the side of the very empty wall behind her, suddenly there was something like a shining golden array.

It looked like a gossip pattern.

"Miss Duanmu, do you understand what's going on?" The old man frowned as he looked at the wide gossip map town on the wall.

Duanmu Ya squinted her eyes and looked at the Eight Diagrams Town carefully, and suddenly remembered that when she entered Wangzhi Street for the first time, she also encountered the Lost Array, so she couldn't get out...

It seems that this place is good at setting up an array!

Thinking about this, she narrowed her eyes slightly and walked over there.

The old man followed.

The pattern on the wall looks very similar to the Bagua pattern, but it is much more complicated than the Bagua pattern. There are complicated patterns painted on it.

And these patterns are accompanied by text.

At a glance, it is densely packed, and people can't help but get a headache at a glance.

The old man glanced at it and frowned.

Duanmu Ya looked at the Qimen Dunjia technique, and after a glance, he understood that if they wanted to know more, they had to solve the formation.

Looking at the pattern on the wall, the old man sighed slightly: "What the old man is not good at is getting rid of the formation, Miss Duanmu, are you feasible?"

"I'm not sure yet, I have to try it before I know it."

When Duanmu Yawang said, silently staring at the pattern on the wall.

The painted things were too complicated. Duanmuya watched for a long time before reading everything. She stroked what she saw, her eyes flashed slightly, and she walked back to the table and took out the ink and inkstone. , While grinding the ink, staring at the pattern on the wall, roughing the ink well, she spread out the paper and scratched the brush.

A strange light flashed in the old man's eyes, and he walked over to look.

At this look, his brows frowned: I don't know.

He has lived for so long, and he can be regarded as well-informed. What kind of text hasn't been seen?

However, what Duanmu Yawang is writing now, he has never seen or heard of.

Duanmu Ya looked like he was trying to estimate what, the lips moved quickly, one finger was pinching, and the other hand was writing quickly, but after a while, several sheets of paper were thrown on the ground. NS.

Although the old man couldn't understand it, it didn't prevent him from being curious. He couldn't help picking up the pieces of paper and looking at it one by one.

I don't know how long it took until the ground was still full of papers and he couldn't come over. Suddenly, with a ‘click’, Duanmu Yawang threw the writing brush, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked on the table and stood up.

Then, he walked towards the wall again, holding the arrogant magic card in his hand, and constantly swimming on the pattern regularly, a moment later, he turned his head and said to the old man: "Grandpa."

The old man hurried over.

Duanmu Yawang pressed the devil's card at a position in the town of Bagua Map and handed the old man a red hard ticket, pointing to a place and said: "Grandpa, you have broken a drop of blood on the spot of the hard ticket pattern. Then put the hard coupons here."

The old man did.

Looking at it, Duanmu Yawang took out another red hard ticket, bit his finger, dripped blood on the hard ticket, and accurately placed it in another position.

The hard ticket just put it up, ‘Boom! A bright light exploded, too dazzling, Duanmu Yawang and the old man closed their eyes and twisted their heads.

After a while, when the stimulation from the bright light passed, the two opened their eyes.

He opened his eyes and looked back, but was completely stunned.

I saw that in the original Baguatu town, there was an entrance that was similar to the entrance of Wangzhi Street, but more like the gate of time and space!

"Hold on to the magic door?"

When the old man saw it, he blurted out another four words!

"Holding the Demon Gate?" The door was shining, and they couldn't see anything. Duanmu Ya looked at the old man's words and couldn't help asking, "Grandpa, what have you heard of?"

The old man said: "I just heard that only when you find the real Devil's Gate of Desire, you can be regarded as entering the Street of Desire, and then you really go to the Street of Desire."

"The real wandering street?" Duanmu Yawang didn't quite understand, "What does the real wrestling street do?"

"trade."

Duanmuya's eyelids trembled, looked at the door, and thought for a while: "Grandpa, shall we go in and have a look?"

"good."

The old man has no objection.

The two of them took a deep breath, took a step forward, and collapsed a step forward.

As soon as they crossed over, Duanmu Yawang and the other two heard a lively noise. Before Duanmu Yawang and the old man had time to react, they suddenly heard someone shouting ‘Don’t move! ’, there was a touch of coldness on the necks of the two of them.

Both knew that it was a sword!

I also understand that as soon as the two came over, they were held hostage!