He seemed to be a different person, his whole body was full of chilling and violent aura, he was completely different from usual.
I was extremely frightened. Before I could see the shadow of the knife clearly, the paper figure on it was cut in half.
Jiang Lanyue spun up, stepped lightly with her toes, raised her sword again, and slashed at the ghosts around her, causing wailing all around...
In the chaos, someone thrust a note into my hand. I was startled, and with the faint light, I saw a line of small words with character.
[I want to see your grandma. I will go to Lanqiao alone tomorrow. ——Gu Zechuan]
As soon as I finished reading, the note in my hand burst out with a blue will-o'-the-wisp, burning until no residue was left.
I stared blankly at the ashes in my palm, feeling no heat or pain at all. My heart and eyes were filled with that strange yet familiar name.
Gu Zechuan!
My cheap fiancé Gu Zechuan, how could he be connected with grandma? He also took the initiative to ask me out...
The Blue Bridge on the note is a commercial district in Yuncheng with a particularly large flow of people.
He asked me to meet alone in the city center at 1 noon. He probably wanted to dispel my worries!
It was in broad daylight and in a crowded commercial street, so he didn't dare to play any tricks.
I raised my head sharply, and just when I was about to tell Jiang Lanyue, meteor-like sword lights flashed in the darkness, and then I didn’t know anything else...
When I woke up again, I was slapped awake.
"Wake up... wake up..." Fang Yunhe, covered in mud, came into my eyes with a gray face.
The sky was already bright, and I looked at the gray sky and a few scattered trees, still in a fuzzy state.
Are there any villages or ancient theaters around? There are graves all over the mountains and plains here, and they are still the kind of old graves that have been aged and the tombstones have been almost worn away!
And I fell asleep beside a grave covered with weeds.
Not far away, the coffin bearer was sleeping on a grave with his arms stretched out, his snoring resounding throughout the world.
Looking at this barren land, I was completely confused: "Where is this..."
Fang Yunhe panted and sat on the big stone in front of him: "This is the old cemetery of the old city. It has been abandoned for decades..."
He pointed at the sparkling river surface at the bottom of the mountain and said with a distant look: "The bottom of the water before was the old city of Yuncheng. Thirty years ago, a dam was built upstream to turn it into a reservoir, and the people underneath were relocated. .”
So, last night we mistakenly entered the old cemetery area of Yuncheng!
No wonder those people I saw were all dressed in retro style, and they didn’t even light a lamp. They were still lighting lanterns to watch the show.
When I think of those ghosts, I think of Jiang Lanyue. He was slashing like crazy with a knife last night, like an out-of-control murderer. By the way, where are the others?
"Jiang Lanyue..." I stood up with difficulty. As soon as I spoke, my throat became hoarse and dry, and I felt like an old woman.
Even my body hurt, as if I had been hit by a truck. It was so painful that I almost fell apart.
After calling several times, Jiang Lanyue didn't respond, but instead called Yao Chunli out.
"Master Wen, stop shouting, Jiang Daxian is not here..." Yao Chunli then told me that Jiang Lanyue was so angry yesterday that she didn't know where she was now.
I pride myself on knowing him fairly well. Jiang Lanyue has always been calm and steady. To make him get so angry and even lose his mind must be related to that bloody drama!
Could it be that the play was about his story?
I tried hard to recall the content of the opera. It was indeed very twists and turns, but unfortunately... none of us could see the finale.
"That's all. Wait until he calms down and he should come back!" I rubbed my aching head and had too many questions to figure out.
This bloody drama, the little note in his hand, and...Jiang Lanyue's secret!
Fang Yunhe sat aside, watching me quietly as I yelled into the air. His expression was solemn, and he hesitated to say something.
"The Jiang Lanyue you are looking for is the ghost fairy yesterday, right?" he asked hesitantly.
I nodded, wanting to explain something to him inexplicably: "He's not usually like this..."
Normally Jiang Lanyue would not be so bloodthirsty, let alone lose his mind.
Fang Yunhe took out a cigarette, lit it and took a big puff, suppressing a certain emotion: "This ghost fairy of yours is not simple..."
I asked him what was not a simple method.
Fang Yunhe slowly said to me: "Have you noticed the knife in his hand?"
"Isn't that just an ordinary black scimitar?" I didn't think it was anything special.
"No!" Fang Yunhe shook his head inexplicably: "It looks a bit like the legendary Zanpakutō!"
Fang Yunhe also thought that the knife was ordinary at first, but last night, that big knife chopped ghosts like cutting a carrot. Once the ghosts touched it, they would be wiped out and no one would be spared...
"As you know, we often deal with the following and have met many ghosts. I once heard them say that Pluto has a battle sword in his hand. He can easily disappear from sight. Once he appears in the world, there will be rivers of blood and mourning everywhere. …”
Rivers of blood flowed and screams arose, and the scene from last night emerged in my mind unconsciously.
That scene is simply hell on earth...
I shivered suddenly to make him less scary. How could Jiang Lanyue be Pluto?
If he is really Pluto, wouldn't staying by my side destroy me?
If he was really the No. 1 figure in the underworld, would I have been hunted by that sinister man for more than ten years?
"Although he is not Pluto, he has a Zanpakutō in his hand!" Fang Yunhe analyzed that even if Jiang Lanyue is not Pluto, he must have a close relationship with Pluto.
"Take him down! His Zanpakutō is really good. Am I going to be bullied again and again?" I rolled my eyes and laughed at his bragging and not drafting.
Fang Yunhe shook his cigarette ashes and said firmly: "I shouldn't admit my mistake. I don't know what your ghost fairy has been through. The sword was temporarily sealed and did not exert its true strength."
My smile froze on my face, and Fang Yunhe's serious look made my heart beat. If what he said is true, and that sword is really a Zanpakutō, then what is Jiang Lanyue's true identity?
I held my chin in my hands and fell into deep thought. At this time, the coffin bearer woke up, yawned and stretched. He felt something pressing under his buttocks. He reached out and touched it, and pulled out a white thing. I was shocked. With a scream, he rolled and fell to the ground.
Half of a yellowed human skull rolled down in front of me.
I was so frightened that I shrunk my legs and jumped up on the spot.
"Isn't it just a skull? To be so frightened..." Fang Yunhe bent down and reached out to pick up the skull, then stiffened and moved closer to the skull.
"Hey, there are words on it..."
He studied it carefully, and I moved closer curiously, looking at the crooked handwriting on it, like a child's random graffiti, so ugly that it was difficult to look straight at it.
"An appointment in the future..." Fang Yunhe barely recognized those words. His face was full of confusion, and he cursed who was playing such a prank to carve such incomprehensible words on people's heads.
Hearing these four words, my whole body felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave. Yes... I have an appointment in the future, and someone is deliberately tapping me!
