Chapter 1200: Ning Chang'an!

"This seems to be an illusion."

Chen Zhangsheng slightly furrowed his brow.

This small town gave him an indescribable strangeness.

What the two townspeople just said seemed to both exist and not exist.

The departing teacher's saying, "When in doubt, ask the spring wind," is quite mysterious; this person seems not to be an ordinary one.

And the words muttered by the deceased Mud Bottle Lane boy before his death also gave him a feeling of great mystery.

Moreover, he felt a great sense of karma!

Chen Zhangsheng turned to leave.

He slipped away, slipped away!

The karma is too great; he doesn't want to touch even a trace.

But in the next instant, he sensed a trace of Dao Resonance from the Butterfly World within this small town.

"Er..."

Chen Zhangsheng immediately stood in place, for a moment finding it hard to decide.

As for the Butterfly World, he still really wanted to explore it a bit.

"Looks like this karma is inescapable."

Chen Zhangsheng shook his head: "This karma is too great; I can't bear it, let my master take it."

His hand's spiritual art shifted, immediately activating the Classic of Non-Action.

"Acting without action, doing without doing, non-action as action..."

Soon, a faint Divine Light flashed on his gray robe, sweeping away all the dust that had just fallen on him.

He felt that the karma concerning the teacher just now and the deceased Mud Lane boy seemed to slip away.

It slipped onto his master's body.

Meanwhile, in the Weiyang Imperial Palace, Lu Xuan lay on his recliner leisurely reading a storybook when he suddenly sneezed.

"Who's secretly gossiping about my handsomeness behind my back again?"

Lu Xuan said lightly, without thinking much, and continued to lie there contentedly.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Zhangsheng eventually walked into the small town.

Anyway, the karma is covered by his master.

For a moment, several old women and old men were chatting outside the shop, pointing at Chen Zhangsheng, this outsider.

"Hey, it seems this is the first time an outsider has come in?"

"This person looks like an honest fellow."

"Maybe he's just passing through our small town."

Chen Zhangsheng's face twitched as he came to a shop and asked, "That Mud Lane boy..."

Just as he opened his mouth, an old man said, "Are you here to fetch that boy? Too bad, you're late—the child is already dead."

Another old woman recited everything she knew: "That child, his father surnamed Ning, his mother surnamed Ning, so he is called Ning Chang'an. His parents also wished for him to live long and be safe, but unexpectedly he ended up a miserable wretch."

Chen Zhangsheng: "..."

The old woman seemed to have decided Chen Zhangsheng was there to fetch Ning Chang'an, she pointed toward the distance and said, "That Mud Lane is in that direction; you can go have a look. It's not a wasted trip."

Chen Zhangsheng then asked, "And the teacher?"

The white-haired old man said, "The teacher also left; he came in a hurry and left in a hurry. When someone asked why he left so hastily, he said he had missed someone and was going to find them."

Chen Zhangsheng asked, "Who?"

The old man thought and said, "It seems to be a man in white robes who once stayed in the town, even bathing little Nannan and buying her buns."

Chen Zhangsheng was completely bewildered.

These few old men and women spoke all over the place, the information overload was too great.

Basically, can you just speak plainly instead of speaking in riddles?

Chen Zhangsheng asked again, "Who is the man in white robes?"

He really had some doubts.

Could this man in white robes be his master?

After all, his master is related to the Butterfly World; he must have been there!

Several old men and women rubbed their eyes, seeming hesitant: "We're old, our vision is blurry; we didn't get a clear look at what the man in white robes looked like."

"I remember that man in white robes walked past us several times—how could I forget?"

"In any case, that man in white robes should also be a good person; he even brought little Nannan to eat buns and steamed bread."

Chen Zhangsheng rubbed his nose and continued asking, "Who is little Nannan?"

The old man sighed, "Ah, little Nannan is also a pitiful soul, just like Ning Chang'an, lacking parents; Ning Chang'an at least has a home, but little Nannan lives in a dog kennel!"

Chen Zhangsheng froze outright.

Little Nannan?

This is another major karmic figure!

The old woman beside them suddenly said, "Hey, you all say, when that good man in white robes came, why didn't he go see Ning Chang'an?"

The old man said, "That man in white robes probably didn't go to Mud Lane; I recall he appeared a few times in town and then left."

Chen Zhangsheng felt his head swelling.

The more those old men and women talked, the more he felt the karma was too great.

This small town is not just ordinary; it's downright extraordinary, isn't it?

Is it still possible for him to leave now?

It seems it's already too late.

He felt an invisible force had already grabbed him, and his pant legs were already stained with some mud.

Chen Zhangsheng felt as he silently recited the Wuwei Classic in his heart, transferring cause and effect to his master.

"Master, sorry."

Chen Zhangsheng asked, "Where is Xiao Nannan?"

An old man pointed not far away and said, "Go straight, then turn left, then turn right, then go straight again and you'll arrive. That child is also pitiful; why don't you take her with you? You're late for that child, Ning Chang'an."

Chen Zhangsheng felt his scalp go numb, quickly shook his head, and said, "No need. I'll just go take a look."

He hurriedly walked away.

Soon, he arrived at another street, where he saw a dog den.

The dog den was very small, with no dog inside.

Nor was Xiao Nannan there.

It looked clean from the outside, and clean inside as well.

Chen Zhangsheng shifted his thoughts, turned into the form of a child, slipped into the dog den, curled up his body, and began to observe the interior.

He discovered that the walls were engraved with many butterfly patterns.

At the moment he lay down in the dog den, he felt as if he were there, sensing Xiao Nannan curled up inside.

Chen Zhangsheng tried to investigate the dog den, but found no clues.

"Ah, Xiao Nannan is indeed a pitiful person."

He muttered to himself, then shook his head.

How could anything be seen?

This dog den, and even this small town itself, does not truly exist.

This is an illusion formation!

But who exactly could have constructed such a town?

His strength is simply terrifying!

Not long after, he left the dog den, his form shifting back to an adult, preparing to head to Mud Lane.

But suddenly, his pupils contracted.

He saw a little girl in the distance jogging toward him.

The little girl wore plain clothes, her face as cute as a porcelain doll, her little hands pink and chubby, her tiny feet running along the street.

"Hiss!"

Chen Zhangsheng sucked in a breath of cold air.

This little girl is anything but simple!

Just her steps were filled with an ineffable "Dao" and "Li"!

The little girl seemed to be running toward her "little home"!

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