The old man looked at the pipe and blew out a white smoke ring. He continued, "That place hasn't been rebuilt. It's very strange. Not only that place, but the entire street is strange. Who would go there for good people?"
"A street?" asked Dong Xi. "What's the street called?"
"Tengshe Street," the old man replied.
Seeing Dong Xi's curious look, the old man smiled and said, "Little girl, that place is not somewhere a child like you can go. Don't wander around too much."
Dong Xi smiled and quickly agreed.
She turned around and left to find out where Tengshe Street was.
Dong Xi asked as she walked, searching all the way until he reached the entrance of Tengshe Street. At this time, Dong Xi finally understood why the old man had said that this place was strange.
It was broad daylight, and the sun was shining brightly. However, the street seemed to be very dark and cold.
