In the dark night, the occasional shooting star briefly illuminates this sleeping land.
The forward speed is extremely slow, as if struggling in the thick darkness.
The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of footsteps could be heard, and each landing echoed in the silent night sky, like dancing solo on an empty stage.
The front seems endless, and every step is like stepping into nothingness, deep and far away.
There is an unknown atmosphere in the air, which makes people nervous and excited at the same time.
In the darkness, every step is full of challenges and unknowns, but Luo Jinyu is determined and continues to move forward regardless of hardships.
"General, is it right for us to follow this guide? Who made the mark?"
Yang Yunfei beside him asked quietly, with a hint of doubt in his voice.
Luo Jinyu stopped and stared deeply ahead.
In this dark night, they seemed to be the only ones awake, while everything else fell into a deep sleep.
He pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly: "No matter who left the mark, we can only choose to believe that in this darkness, we have no other choice but to move forward."
Yang Yunfei nodded slightly and continued to move forward following the general's pace.
The footsteps of the two people echoed in the night sky, seeming to be responding to the unknown challenge and courage.
They followed the vague guidance, walked through the dark night, and finally came to a house.
The house seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, and the door was half-open, giving off an air of desolation.
Luo Jinyu pushed open the door, and a stale breath hit her face, which seemed to be mixed with Shu Zhihan's breath.
The house was dark, with only the moonlight shining through the windows, illuminating some items in the house.
He saw traces of Shu Zhihan's previous brief stay.
Yang Yunfei followed closely behind, and they stepped into this quiet space cautiously, as if they were afraid of breaking the silence. This dark house became a temporary haven for them to continue moving forward.
Luo Jinyu looked at everything in the room carefully, trying to find information related to Shu Zhihan.
Wherever he looked, there were some worn-out furniture and messy items, as if the owner here had long since left.
However, in that corner, he found a shabby book that had fallen to the ground. The pages had been eroded by time and turned yellow.
Luo Jinyu knelt down, gently picked up the book, and lightly ran his fingers over it.
That book seemed to contain countless stories and memories, and every page seemed to be whispering secrets.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to smell Shu Zhihan's breath from the yellowed pages, although he knew this was impossible.
Yang Yunfei's voice was particularly abrupt in the silence. He pointed to a small corner by the window, "General, look over there."
Luo Jinyu followed his finger and saw an old map spread out on the floor.
The map was covered with dust, and only the part illuminated by the moonlight had some vague lines visible. He walked over, bent down to pick it up, and gently brushed away the layer of historical dust with his hand.
"Where did you find this?"
"It's just under the bed."
Yang Yunfei pointed to the dirty bed and said.
Luo Jinyu just looked at the words lightly, and soon heard a commotion outside.
"General, there is someone outside."
Yang Yunfei's voice made Luo Jinyu instantly alert. He put down the map in his hand and pulled out the long sword from his waist.
Luo Jinyu and Yang Yunfei looked at each other, Yang Yunfei nodded, and the two quickly hid on both sides of the door for observation.
People outside shouted "Go in and search," and then they heard a group of people rushing into the yard.
Luo Jinyu held the long sword tightly in his hand and stared in the direction of the door warily.
Yang Yunfei's hand was also holding the handle of the knife tightly, concentrating on preparing to deal with unexpected situations.
They could all feel the approaching aura of the group of people, and the air was filled with
Nervous breath.
The door was pushed open violently, and dazzling moonlight entered the room, revealing a group of people wearing soldiers' clothes.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luo Jinyu and Yang Yunfei rushed out quickly.
Under the moonlight, their figures flashed across like lightning, quickly blending into the surrounding darkness.
The soldiers were stunned. They did not expect to encounter such a surprise attack and were caught off guard for a moment.
Luo Jinyu and Yang Yunfei took advantage of this short gap to quickly escape into the depths of darkness.
Their footsteps echoed in the night sky, like passionate war drums, striking everyone's heartstrings. .
The soldiers quickly reacted and began to chase the two sudden intruders.
However, in this pitch-black night, Luo Jinyu and Yang Yunfei seemed to blend into the darkness and disappear without a trace.
They kept running forward, shuttling through the palace, no matter how the soldiers behind them couldn't catch up.
The figures of Luo Jinyu and Yang Yunfei loomed in the night. They walked through the corridor, jumped onto the roof, and jumped over high walls one after another.
The soldiers behind them followed closely, but could not get close to them.
In this chase game in the night, Luo Jinyu and Yang Yunfei seemed to have become the incarnation of darkness, blending into the night, making it impossible for the pursuers to start.
They climbed over walls one after another and jumped over deep ditches one after another.
The soldiers could only watch the two men disappear from sight, but there was nothing they could do.
Only then did Luo Jinyu realize that they were at the highest point of the palace, so he stood up and looked into the distance.
The palace in the night looked like a sleeping giant, and the towering buildings shone coldly in the moonlight.
He glanced back at the soldiers who were following closely, sighing secretly in his heart.
In this palace, they seemed to have become messengers of the night, dancing with the darkness and avoiding endless pursuit.
He took a deep breath, feeling the coolness brought by the night wind, and the tension and anxiety in his heart seemed to dissipate with the breath.
Yang Yunfei stood beside him, also staring at the sleeping palace, his eyes shining with determination.
The two stood side by side, as if they had become two bright stars in the dark night, still shining despite the difficulties they faced.
Luo Jinyu's eyes wandered in the distant night, and suddenly, his eyes fixed on one place.
There is a completely forgotten corner of the palace, in stark contrast to the surrounding prosperity. That corner is full of historical vicissitudes, as if time has stopped there and an important story has been forgotten.
He turned his head and glanced at Yang Yunfei. Yang Yunfei instantly understood what he meant. The two of them smiled at each other and ran in that direction.
In the night, the figures of the two people quickly shuttled through the deep alleys of the palace, as if two lightning bolts pierced the dark silence.
The corner was getting closer and closer, and they could feel an ancient aura permeating the night wind. That is the precipitation of history and the traces of time.
Yang Yunfei followed closely, "General, did you discover anything?"
Luo Jinyu didn't answer, but ran towards that corner with firm eyes.
"It seems a little strange over there. I've never seen it before. There doesn't seem to be that place on the map just now."
"Where is that place? Do we want to go and see it?"
"Um."
Luo Jinyu nodded slightly and jumped down.
Yang Yunfei followed closely behind, looking at Luo Jinyu's focused expression, filled with curiosity and awe. He had never seen such a solemn expression on the general's face, and he knew that there must be some important secret hidden in this forgotten corner.
They came to that place and found it was a courtyard.
The yard was overgrown with weeds. Among the tall grass, a dilapidated plaque hung slanted there, with the words "Collection Pavilion" vaguely visible.
Luo Jinyu stepped forward and gently opened the rusty door. Door
The shaft made a harsh creaking sound, as if telling a forgotten history.
There was a musty smell in the yard, and Luo Jinyu and Yang Yunfei couldn't help but frown. They stepped into the house, and with the faint moonlight, they could see the shabby books scattered everywhere. Covered in dust, it was almost impossible to distinguish the color of the pages.
Luo Jinyu walked to a row of bookshelves and reached out to brush away the dust. There was a row of ancient bamboo slips on the bookshelf. He picked up a volume and looked through it carefully, with a hint of surprise on his face.
Seeing this, Yang Yunfei also came over. His eyes swept over it, but he found that the words had long been blurred.
They continued to observe inside, and Luo Jinyu's eyes suddenly stopped on a slightly raised stone brick in the corner of the wall.
He walked over, knelt down, reached out and gently pressed the stone brick. The stone bricks sank slightly, and a secret passage appeared in front of them.
"There is a secret passage here." Luo Jinyu said in a deep voice.
Yang Yunfei looked at the secret passage, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. They walked along the dark passage, and the surrounding light became increasingly dim, making it almost difficult to see.
The breathing of the two people echoed in the secret passage, and the footsteps were particularly clear.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the secret passage finally came to an end. A stone room appeared in front of them. There were rows of bookshelves in the stone room, and the shelves were filled with yellowing books.
The stone chamber is filled with the smell of old paper, as if time has stopped here and countless ancient wisdom has been deposited.
Luo Jinyu and Yang Yunfei walked into the stone chamber, and their footsteps echoed in the stone chamber, as if intertwined with the dust of history.
Ancient murals are painted on the four walls of the stone chamber. The pictures are blurred, but the stories contained in them can still be seen. Those pictures seem to be telling a piece of forgotten history, and people can't help but be immersed in it.
Luo Jinyu stood in the stone chamber, his eyes wandering over the ancient books and murals. He seemed to see the grandeur of history and feel the forgotten stories.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, as if he could hear those distant voices whispering in his ears. He knew that this stone chamber was a witness to history and a treasure house of wisdom. He couldn't give up just yet, he wanted to explore to the end.
Luo Jinyu took firm steps and walked deeper into the stone chamber. Yang Yunfei followed closely, filled with awe and curiosity. They passed through rows of bookshelves, the yellowed papers seeming to tell ancient stories. Each step made them feel the weight of history more deeply.
