The sky suddenly becomes dark during the day, and it is dark and without light. The wind and dust surged, and ghosts walked out.
This kind of celestial phenomenon is called the Black Wind Sky in the Ghostly Dead Sea. This Black Wind Sky is the precursor of sandstorms.
Not long ago, the Jiange boy had come to remind everyone to stay in the Jiange and not go out. Everyone was at peace. Some were still drinking tea and some were playing chess. It seemed that they came here just to do these things. of.
Zuo Zhan, Murong Xue and Dong Zhilin were still standing by the corridor on the third floor. Dong Zhilin probably knew the whole story. She thought to herself, after so many years, the old man still has the same obsession. I don't know. Is a blessing or a curse.
"People who value feelings tend to be unable to let go. Xiaolin, you entered Taoyuan later than us. If it had been a few years earlier, you would have become accustomed to all this."
Murong Xue sighed, suddenly remembering the scene when she met Wudu at the beginning of the day, her eyes couldn't help but become more solemn.
At the beginning of the day, what is your purpose?
"Tang Yan and the others don't seem to be back yet."
The speaker was Zuo Zhan. His expression was serious and his voice was low, and he said:
"It stands to reason that with the strength of the Tang Sect, he should have returned by now."
These words seemed to be spoken to oneself, but they instantly made the atmosphere very heavy.
Things seemed a little out of control.
"By the way, I don't know when the two people downstairs disappeared."
Murong Xue's words instantly broke the originally heavy atmosphere. Both Dong and Zuo looked towards the second floor and found that Shui Han and Ri Chu, who were there just now, had disappeared.
The rooms of Taoyuan and his party were all arranged on the third floor. If Shuihan and Richu went upstairs to rest, the three of them would not have noticed. It seemed that they did not want people to know.
"Children these days are really getting more and more restless. Can it be safe to go out at this time?"
Dong Zhilin asked.
Murong Xue smiled slightly and said:
"We don't have to worry about things outside."
Outside the sword pavilion, a dark wind blew, sand and dust danced wildly, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
Under a sand dune somewhere, two figures, one red and one blue, could be vaguely seen.
"I said do we really need to sneak out in such a hurry?"
It was Richu who asked the question. Just as she was about to flick Shui Han's forehead out of habit, she felt a little embarrassed when she was stared at by his firm eyes.
Shui Han looked solemn and said:
"I always feel that if I don't go and see it in person, I will miss something very important."
After hearing Shui Han's words at the beginning of the day, he suddenly felt a little baffled, so he raised his hand that was originally fixed in the air and flicked Shui Han's forehead with a little force.
She said angrily:
"Can't you choose a good time to come out? It's too risky in this weather."
Shui Han seemed to have just realized the change in the weather outside, or he had just started to care about this matter. He stared at Richu with wide eyes, his eyes full of cuteness. He stayed like this for a few seconds, and Shui Han suddenly became very angry. He stiffly changed his expression and said with a smile:
"It doesn't matter, you Richu will be here."
Richu's eyes widened when she heard this. She flicked Shui Han's forehead hard again and said angrily:
"Although I am a goddess, Shui Han, you are still a man. It is really shameless to say such a high-sounding thing!"
Shui Han touched his forehead, laughed twice, and explained:
"No, I just feel that if I have Richu by my side, I will have the courage to face whatever happens. After all, I don't want to be embarrassed in front of girls."
As soon as Shui Han finished speaking, Richu, who was about to get angry just now, suddenly froze. For a long time, she put her hand on her forehead, sighed, and said helplessly:
"What a strange thought."
Shui Han didn't see that the face he had covered with his hands at the beginning of the day was already blushing. Even God could blush.
Shui Han slowly raised his head and looked ahead. It was pitch black there and he couldn't see anything except wind and sand, but he seemed to be lost in thought.
His voice suddenly became very soft and full of emotion, as soft as if nothing could ever excite him, and so full of emotion that it seemed like he had realized the true meaning of life for the first time. He slowly Said slowly:
"Richu, you should be able to understand how I feel."
Richu said nothing, she was waiting for him to continue.
"It's a feeling that you have to see with your own eyes even if you lose it. Although it is very painful to see the person you care about die with your own eyes, sometimes I am glad that I can still feel it so clearly. Pain, as if the bond between her and me had never been broken, but remained in this form.
Therefore, I must go and see with my own eyes what Ghost Gu is going to do. I want to confirm that we are friends and not a disgusting relationship between entrustment and being entrusted. "
Shui Han thought for a long time before saying this. He needed to find a motive for his behavior, and he also needed to use words to describe his motive. However, this passage was not only a motive, but also the true feeling in his heart. idea.
His idea seemed so strange and even illogical to ordinary people, but Richu didn't find it strange. She knew very well that only an absolutely lonely person would regard these subtle emotions in his heart as his own actions. reason.
She can understand because she has been alone for too long.
Richu suddenly felt sorry for the boy in front of her. She looked at Shui Han tenderly, her eyes full of affection, but the moment she met his eyes, they turned indifferent. She seemed to be looking at someone different and incompatible with him. A passer-by.
The wind blew by quickly, blowing away one person's apparent indifference and another person's apparent indifference. What is left is a gap that should not exist.
It's a dark and windy day, a murderous night, everything is inappropriate, and the dead souls never return.
Tang Yan looked at the bloody corpse lying on the ground, and his eyes suddenly became very strange. It was anger, but it was far more than anger. His eyes seemed to be staring through the eight hundred miles of ghostly dead sea. Stare every grain of sand into a tiny particle, stare at all the demons and ghosts until their souls are driven out of their wits, and never be reincarnated for eternity.
An ominous aura gradually rose in the air. The aura was dark purple, domineering and ferocious like turbulent waves, enchanting and strange like the Tenth Palace of Yama.
