Chapter 71: Night Rain in Bashan, Departure (Part 1) Her heart was tugged at...

Their landing was nestled in the mountains and forests. The sky was gloomy, and endless mist spread across the green river.

Wen Gu stood there, his face pale, his lips tightly pursed. His expression remained calm, but a restlessness lingered between his brows, as if something was about to burst forth from within, something he desperately tried to suppress.

In this unknown realm, the yin energy coursing through his body seemed restless. Only after a powerful blow to his heart did Wen Gu manage to calm the turbulent energy. He used his yin energy to detect the presence of living beings when he suddenly heard a clear, melodious sound from mid-air.

His frown instantly relaxed, and he looked up.

"Wen Gu, you're finally here." Ye Qingzhan, hidden in a bubble-like barrier, swung his feet and sat on the tree trunk. "This place seems like Sanniang's dreamland. I just looked from the branch, and there's not a soul for miles around."

Wen Gu just looked up at her. After a long pause, he extended his hand, his voice dry and hoarse, "Come down first."

He didn't dare recall the panic and uneasiness he'd felt when he couldn't see her. In that moment, it felt like ants were biting at his chest, and the pain spread throughout his body.

She still stood on the branch, watching with a nonchalant look on her face. Wasn't she really afraid of falling?

"I'll catch you, come down quickly." Her heart was being pulled back and forth by her, and even her outstretched arms were trembling slightly. Wen Gu sighed deeply in her heart and said, "Be careful."

Ye Qingzhan, who slowly stood up on the branch, waved her hand and said, "No need, the barrier will move, I can come down by myself. I just didn't know the situation here, so I climbed up the tree to explore, and will come down now."

As she spoke, she manipulated the barrier, jumped down from the tree, and stood side by side with him, "Let's go."

Wen Gu withdrew her hand, feeling empty.

"It's so dark here, just like being at the gates of hell, with no sun to be seen," Ye Qingzhan looked up at the sky, then turned to him and continued, "I know you want to ask me what happened to the exiled immortal and Shanniang, but I don't really know. When you were fighting with Mr. Jin, the exiled immortal restored Sanniang's broken hairpin. After that, he changed them both into wedding clothes and said to Sanniang, 'I'm here to marry you.'"

Wen Gu listened to her quietly, "You also know what happened later. The exiled immortal almost destroyed himself to save Sanniang, who was terrified. Sanniang's overflowing ghost power almost razed the gates of hell to the ground. The exiled immortal's celestial energy gathered Sanniang's ghostly energy. The ghostly and immortal powers woven together into a vast net, forming a cage upon the ground. In the center of the cage, I could only send the injured Chuntao out first. Worried about Sanniang and the exiled immortal, I cast a small barrier to protect myself and wait and see what would happen. "

Ye Qingzhan finished speaking, shaking Wen Gu's arm. "I've always suspected a close relationship between the exiled immortal and Sanniang, and today's incident confirms my suspicions."

When he finished, Wen Gu lifted his gaze from his arm and met hers, saying, "There's a karmic connection between the two of them."

"Karma?" Ye Qingzhan couldn't help but hold his arm tighter, her eyes full of anxiety, "Are they okay?"

She didn't know what the karma was between Sanniang and the exiled immortal, she just wanted this ghost and this immortal not to get into trouble again. She had witnessed so many people's lives and deaths in the illusion, and she didn't want to see anyone around her get into any accidents again.

Besides, there was one thing that needed to be confirmed in her heart. Ye Qingzhan let go of the hand that was holding Wen Gu, her eyelashes moved, and she asked: "Wen Gu, you remember everything, right? You knew them in your previous life, right?"

The tone of the person next to her was light, but so firm. Even if she was slow, she should know that Wen Gu's memory had recovered, and recovered before her.

Wen Gu just looked at her, his eyes were serious, but there was more helplessness in his eyes, and he responded.

Ye Qingzhan also looked up at him, and felt that the person in front of her seemed to have thousands of words to say to her, but he hesitated and only responded with a light "hmm".

She pressed, "If that's the case, we will also have consequences, right?"

Wen Gu paused and turned his face away, "Think about it yourself."

At this time, he was angry with her. Ye Qingzhan was also anxious and angry, and didn't want to coax him at all, so he turned his face to the opposite side of him.

"Ah!"

The sudden scream called back Wen Gu's sanity, and he looked over.

At some point, a white-haired old woman stood beside them. After Ye Qingzhan turned around, his face was almost touching her.

Frightened by the old woman, Ye Qingzhan's legs softened and his body leaned back. Wen Gu stepped forward, protected her behind him, and glared at the old woman who suddenly appeared.

Why didn't the Yin Sha in his body sense her breath in advance? Could it be that she appeared out of thin air?

His heart was beating non-stop. Ye Qingzhan stood behind Wen Gu, revealing his two eyes and looking at the old woman carefully.

The old woman's hair was a mass of white, and her gaunt face was punctuated by two dark holes. A festering sore between her eyebrows bled, and blood dripped down through the wrinkled flesh covering her bones. The flesh fell to the ground, crumbling into shreds. Her back was hunched, as if she were carrying a mountain on her back. Even so, she was tall, almost as tall as the man himself. If she had straightened her back, she would have been as tall as a banished immortal.

An old man, leaning on a cane, stood quietly nearby, staring at them with sunken eyes.

Silence reigned, the wind swirled dust, dimming the light and shadows.

The old woman spoke first, over the wind: "What are you two doing here? Are you rushing to die?"

Her voice, dry and slow through the dust, sounded like a call from the depths of the forest, carrying the foreboding of death. As her words fell, the ground around them, shrouded in mist, began to crack, and from the cracks emerged one headless black figure after another.

Wen Gu's ice blade materialized from his long sleeves, pointing at the old woman.

The old woman tapped the ground with her cane, and countless dark shadows rushed towards Wen Gu. They roared and leaped, the black blood gushing from the severed heads soaking their bodies and washing the dry earth.

Countless bloodstains converged at the feet of Ye Qingzhan and Wen Gu as the shadows moved.

With no place to stand, Ye Qingzhan made a quick decision, "Go up the tree!"

Before she could finish her words, Wen Gu grabbed her waist and they both climbed up the tree. Ye Qingzhan barely managed to stand when she felt a weight on her shoulder. She turned her head to look.

A head fell on her shoulder.

"Ah!"

Ye Qingzhan cried out, pushing the head away with a little too much force, causing Wen Gu to lose her balance and nearly fall. After they found their feet, Wen Gu carried her and slid on the thick branch, tiptoeing backwards, with a lotus in his palm, ready to lift them both.

At the same time, Ye Qingzhan cast a spell to create a barrier. With the black lotus as the bottom and the barrier as the protection, the two left the tree.

Standing in the black lotus transformed by Yin Sha, and in the unbreakable barrier, Ye Qingzhan's pounding heart slowly calmed down, and she looked at the upside-down corpse on the tree. The head that just fell on her shoulder belonged to the corpse hanging upside down from the deep branches and leaves.

The corpse was wearing light-colored clothes, and the figure seemed to be a woman. The hair fell like black satin, and then fluttered in the wind.

Ye Qingzhan looked at her, and the old woman under the tree also looked up, and the roaring shadows all stood still.

The upside-down head slowly raised up, and a pale and familiar face was revealed in the messy black hair.

Hu Sanniang.

Ye Qingzhan met her gaze, and his heart trembled.

The empty eyes were heavy, sadness caused a long ripple in them, which soon disappeared, leaving only boundless ferocity. After a turn, Hu Sanniang stood on the tree trunk, raised her hands with nails like beast claws to her ears, ready to strike.

Her clothes were disheveled, her black hair was flying in the air, and Sanniang was like an evil ghost. Tears of blood and blood fell from the corners of her eyes. Her eyes, like deep pools, no longer had the gentleness of the past.

Perhaps because she was too different from her previous image, the two people in the barrier stared at her for a long time, and Wen Gu raised the ice blade in his hand and pointed it at Sanniang.

The barrier could protect them for a while, but it could not last long. In the clear illusion, Ye Qingzhan had set up the barrier for a long time, and her "immortal power" was no longer effective. After coming out of the illusion, the two of them did not have a chance to breathe, and stepped into this place.

Wen Gu's evil spirit was sometimes obedient and sometimes out of control. When facing Sanniang, who had powerful ghost power, he had already intended to "surrender to the enemy".

Ye Qingzhan looked at the black mist overflowing from Wen Gu's body and surging towards Sanniang, and couldn't help but worry: hit Sanniang? She couldn't bear it, but she couldn't beat her. What about Wen Gu - she glanced at the people around her, and the ice blade in her hand was not held firmly, and she had no intention of taking action.

The two of them would not die here today...

Just as she was thinking about it, Hu Sanniang's beast-like hand stretched out, pierced through the fallen leaves, and broke through the air.

Ye Qingzhan was shocked and silently chanted: Hei Lian, run, run, please break the barrier, don't break it, we don't want to fight Sanniang...

Bang!

The sound of the barrier breaking was like a heavy rain, falling into her ears in a mixed manner. Before Hei Lian moved, the sharp nails grabbed in and stopped less than a foot away from the two of them.

It's over.

Ye Qingzhan blinked, this was her only thought at the moment.

The crystal clear barrier was like a glass ball, embedded in Sanniang's fingertips. Sanniang raised the barrier above her head and swung it back and forth. The two people inside were tossed back and forth like balls.

The barrier fell off layer by layer like cracked wall. Ye Qingzhan's dizzy head was buzzing as if it had been hit hard. Wen Gu on the side held her hand tightly, palms closed, and kept pulling the fleeing evil spirits in.

These things are accustomed to changing with the wind, like fence-sitters, and only crave absolute power. Whoever has stronger power, they are more inclined to serve. Especially when they feel the endless hatred of the other party.

For some reason, Hu Sanniang's ghost power here is much greater than when she was at the Ghost Gate. He remembered what the King of Hell said before he became a ghost ferry - after a ghost is sent to the Ghost Gate, its ghost power will be reduced to one tenth of its original value. Even so, Hu Sanniang's ghost power is still above all other ghosts, and she became the owner of the Red Dust Inn and the master of the Ghost Gate.

Ye Qingzhan also felt Hu Sanniang's unusual power - no one has ever been able to pierce her barrier with one hand. The exiled immortal said that the barrier technique taught to her by the God of Tianqi Mountain is the most unbreakable barrier in the world.

In the broken barrier, Ye Qingzhan was overwhelmed with frustration. Wen Gu put his arm around her waist and brought her to the re-gathering black fog.

The two regained their footing in the evil, and the barrier was completely shattered.

The old woman raised her cane and slammed it heavily on the ground. The ubiquitous shadows on the ground suddenly reveled, and ghosts kept screaming.

Ye Qingzhan covered his ears, and Wen Gu closed his eyes and frowned. The black fog spread out from his body, and the red iris between his eyebrows reappeared.

"I'm dying of shock! I'm dying of shock!"

"It's so noisy, so noisy!"

"Shut up!"

A sudden dragon roar suddenly cut through the howling of hundreds of ghosts. The ghostly shadow covered its ears in pain, suddenly retreated behind the old woman, and looked tremblingly at the young man not far away.

Behind Wen Gu, a black dragon was circling in the air.