Chapter 91: The Camellia Blooms, the Man Gone (Ten) Why can't I see you...

Wen Gu took Ye Qingzhan's hand, the two looked at each other, and stepped into the secret realm.

The gate of the secret realm was like a bloody mouth, and the moment the two walked in, they were sucked in. The world spun around, and Ye Qingzhan grabbed Wen Gu's arm with both hands. In the tsunami-like suction, she closed her eyes, and was tightly protected by him.

A moment later, the two landed on the ground. Ye Qingzhan opened his eyes, took in the surroundings, and was horrified.

There were piles of rocks and flying sand here. If Wen Gu hadn't made a black lotus flower on his palm when he landed, the two would have been buried in the yellow sand. In the center of this area stood several smooth, boulders. Atop each, a cloud of

flying sand obscured the view. Unable to discern whether the white stones were people or objects, Ye Qingzhan leaned over and asked, "Can we come closer? I want to see if there are people lying on those rocks? Are there any of my…" Her voice trailed off, the word "parents" choking in her throat.

Wen Gu, knowing what she was thinking, shook his head, and suddenly reached out to wrap his arm around Ye Qingzhan's waist. He then led her to a nearby boulder, concealing himself behind it.

"Someone's coming,"

Ye Qingzhan heard, crouching low, mumbling, and peering over.

The figure, dressed in a cyan cloth, leisurely entered from the entrance to the secret realm, strolling through the courtyard as if in his own backyard. He walked with familiarity to the several rounded boulders in the center of the secret realm, peering left and right at the figure lying on the rocks.

Wen Gu stared at the man and suddenly asked, "Do you know who this person is?"

The young man asked so suddenly that Ye Qingzhan, who was looking for someone on the altar, was startled and replied, "I don't know, he looks like a teacher.

" "No," Wen Gu turned and looked at her, "He is, talking nonsense."

Ye Qingzhan's eyes widened immediately, and the look in his eyes was full of surprise when he looked at the man.

The man walking between the altars had gray hair on his temples and a calm expression. His gestures showed the air of an old man. He didn't look like a bad person at all.

Her eyes turned from his clothes to the two tufts of mustache on his face, and she suddenly remembered the teasing of the villagers in Camellia Village. The woman who was washing clothes said, "You old blind man, if you open your mouth and talk nonsense again, I will push you into the sea and let the fish pull out your mustaches! And then I will pull off your green clothes! I will let you talk nonsense again! "

At that time, the half-immortal named Hu Shuo was touching her bones and drawing her portrait. He just chuckled when he heard it, and did not answer.

It seems that their appearance does match.

Although she was in the hot sand waves, Ye Qingzhan only felt a chill all over her body, thinking of her past interactions with this man - the first person she met in Camellia Village was him. If this man is really related to the disappearance of her parents, and he showed her the way in Camellia Village, he must have some plans for herself... It's scary to think about it.

What surprised Ye Qingzhan the most was that since he came out of the secret realm, the wind here has stopped and the sand has stopped, and there is a clear color. It was because of this that she was able to see clearly whether it was a person or an object on the boulder.

Eight stubborn stones formed a circle, and on the stones were placed several people of different ages and heights, both men and women, all naked, with their heads facing the center of the circle, their hands hanging and their eyes closed. Ye

Qingzhan, who had not found his parents, was even more worried about their life and death at this time, and asked the person next to him in a low voice: "Are they still alive? "She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that her eyesight was better than before. After the wind and sand dissipated, she could still see the expressions on the faces of several people from a distance of several feet.

They looked as if they were sleeping peacefully, but it was more like they were sleeping forever and had passed away. Wen Gu looked at her, nodded first, then shook his

head, "Also alive and dead, half alive and half dead." He spoke mysteriously, and Ye Qingzhan found it difficult to understand, but he heard him say, "Do you know that this is not an ordinary white stone, but an altar." Wen Gu stared at the man in green cloth, "Sacrifice the soul and collect the spirit for use."

"This is a forbidden technique. "

Although he loved reading miscellaneous books and anecdotes in the past, Ye Qingzhan had never heard of such an evil magic of sacrificing mortals. He wanted to ask clearly, but his eyes were attracted by the man in green. The man had a mustache and stood on the altar. He took out something from his sleeve. It was a brocade bag. After untying the rope, he hooked his fingers and took out two people from it, and threw them on an empty stone platform.

Ye Qingzhan's heart suddenly choked.

She saw clearly that the man and woman who were thrown on the altar were her parents, Ye Shaolin and Jiang Xuejun.

Ye Shaolin was covered in blood, and his head hit the stone with a dull sound. Jiang Xuejun leaned on his chest with blood at the corner of his lips.

How could he treat her parents like this!

Burning with anger, Ye Qingzhan stood up and wanted to rush out, but was grabbed by the person beside him and pulled back into his arms. Wen Gu stared at her, bent down and said to her: "Calm down, be careful of fraud. "

The anxious girl, after hearing his words, burst into tears again, and the tears formed a line. Drop by drop, they flowed into the boy's heart.

Seeing her like this, Wen Gu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes bit by bit with his fingertips, and whispered: "Don't worry, your parents will be fine."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Qingzhan raised his hand and wiped away his tears casually. He warned himself again and again in his heart - don't act impulsively, you have already seen your parents, you must not do bad things because of your impatience, your parents will definitely be fine.

Wen Gu saw her serious expression, and lightly tapped her frowning brows with his fingertips, "You don't know martial arts, so stay here, I will go to save them. "

Ye Qingzhan nodded.

What he said was all true. He was powerless. If a fight broke out, he could protect himself or escape, but if he was caught by that person and used as a threat, it would be a burden for Wen Gu. She still stayed here patiently, ready to ride the black lotus mount to provide support at any time.

Wen Gu touched her head, and when the man was about to pierce the long nail into Ye Shaolin's forehead, he rushed out with a sword.

Ye Qingzhan clung to the stone and watched nervously.

The young man was like a flying shadow and walked like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the altar, and the ice blade struck the long nail.

Hu Shuo seemed to have expected him to do so. Before the sword energy hit him, he twisted his wrist and put the long nail back into his sleeve. Like a dragonfly skimming the water, he tiptoed back a few steps. After standing firm, he stroked the small beard on both sides and said with a smile: "I guessed right. Someone broke into my place."

"See you again, young man. "Hu Shuo glanced back, "Why can't I see the little girl you're always hanging around with?"

It really was Hu Banxian.

This man liked to call her "little girl," and his tone of voice was exactly the same as his.

He and Wen Gu had met a few times, and after they'd met, Wen Gu would always whisper in her ear, "I don't hate him."

Often at these times, she would pat his shoulder, curious, and ask why, but the boy would remain silent, simply resting his head against her neck.

After confirming the visitor's identity, Ye Qingzhan was filled with questions: How could he be exposed? Wen Gu's Black Lotus Throne could block out auras, preventing even the wind from blowing in, and ordinary people from seeing him.

Could this person not be mortal?

She frowned and looked, her heart hanging over her parents on the altar.

The two people who had been lying on the altar just now had turned into a puddle of water in the blink of an eye.

Her heart seemed to shatter into pieces, and Ye Qingzhan hurried to look at the people on the other altars. They were also slowly melting like ice and snow.

Hu Shuo looked at the "sacrifice" melting on the stone platform with a calm expression on his face, as if everything was expected. "This is my place. Every stone and grain of sand obeys my orders, and everything has a fixed number." He raised his sleeves, and the quicksand at his feet rose up, forming a thin line and swirling around his fingers. "You and the person behind the stone," he said, glancing at where Ye Qingzhan was, and continued, "Since entering the secret realm, these quicksands have changed. Their flow rate and direction are fixed. Because of the arrival of you two, there have been subtle changes."

Ye Qingzhan, who was hiding behind the stone, remained unchanged in the face of all changes and refused to come out until he continued:

"Of course, these changes cannot be seen by those who have just entered the secret realm. Only I can discover them." Hu Shuo flicked his fingers, and the fine sand around his fingertips flew out and bounced straight towards the young man not far away.

He tilted his head and used the ice blade to block.

The flying sand turned into blood beads the moment it touched the sword, and blood foam splashed everywhere, with drops splashing on the boy's face.

Ye Qingzhan was shocked - what on earth was this mud and sand made of? She wanted to rush out and pull Wen Gu into the black lotus to hide, but a secret voice came to her ears: "Don't come out." She barely raised her foot, but then retracted it.

Hu Shuo continued, "I have been waiting at the altar for a long time, but I didn't see the two of you move. I thought that among the people lying here, there must be no one you are looking for, so I released the couple in the brocade bag. I didn't expect that the young people were so weak that they were lured out by an old man like me."

As if he was talking about something happy, Hu Shuo shook his shoulders and laughed, "Look at my memory. I forgot to tell you that since you two entered the secret realm, this place has changed. The flying quicksand will undergo a qualitative change due to the arrival of living people. If it falls on these sacrifices, they will melt like ice and snow."

His laughter made Ye Qingzhan feel uneasy. She couldn't help but wonder what would happen if these quicksand fell on living people?

Hu Shuo's next words answered her question: "These little things, frightened, like to complain to me, and they like it--" His eyes suddenly became gloomy, but his tone of voice was still as unhurried, gentle and calm as that of an elder, "Anyone who breaks in here will be eaten up, not a single blood or bone will be spared." Hearing

what this person said, Ye Qingzhan's heart sank, and he always felt that bad luck was coming, and disaster was about to happen... It

was dark.

Ye Qingzhan's heart was beating like thunder, and he looked up - sand waves surged in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, like the sea pouring down on the dome, crumbling, as if it would swallow people up at the next moment.

Not good!

Before the sand rain fell, Ye Qingzhan rode the black lotus, piercing through the sand and rocks, and flew to Wen Gu's side, shouting: "Quick! Reach out!"

The young man standing on the altar on the side seemed to be fixed on this place, with a murderous aura all over his body, soaring into the sky. After a long time, he raised his head, looked at the girl with a pair of bloodshot eyes, and stretched out his hand to her.

Ye Qingzhan pulled him into the black lotus.

The next moment, the blood-red sand in the sky turned into thousands of sharp arrows, piercing through the wind.

Ye Qingzhan held Wen Gu, who was stunned in his arms, and looked towards the center of the altar.

The person who stirred up the blood-red sand in the sky was long gone, and only a smiling voice echoed in the bloody wind and rain.

"See you later."

"We will see each other soon."

"Soon."

"Soon..."