Chapter 218: Several awakenings, several twists and turns
Chapter 218: Several awakenings, several twists and turns
After riding his bicycle to the pier, Lan looked at the route on the sign and stroked his chin. "Brother Yun, are you taking Xingcha Bus No. 91 or Xingcha Bus No. 92?"
"I don't know," Yannian said confusedly.
He didn't recognize any of the places marked on them.
"It's a very spooky place, very dark and scary."
"Is it a place with a strong ghost aura?" Lan thought thoughtfully.
There are written records that - a handful of dark soil is where all bones gather, the Yin spirits remain but the Yang light disappears, so ghosts and monsters use the tomb as their home.
Don't tell him that Brother Yun is going to the cemetery.
Lan looked at the sign absentmindedly. Who would go to the cemetery in the middle of the night? No, Brother Yun is not in his right mind now and is not a normal person.
Just as Lan was thinking about it, Yannian stood behind him at some point, like a ghost, and said something lightly.
"I often chopped people up and took them there. In serious cases, they were tortured."
"You know best—I like this."
"It doesn't matter if I dig it up..."
Yannian's voice was getting closer and closer, his breath was approaching the back of his neck, wet and cold like a well rope on a winter night, wrapping around his spine inch by inch.
Lan instantly got goosebumps and jumped two meters away. His back was soaked with sweat. He looked at Yannian with a puzzled expression, his heart beating like a drum.
What was that feeling just now? It was a terrifying feeling of being unable to live or die.
"Brother Yun... don't scare me, I'm just an ordinary person." Lan wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was a real mortal and could not be compared with Brother Yun.
After all, so many years have passed, and Brother Yun's appearance has not changed at all. He is extraordinary no matter how you think about it.
Either he was a native of Xianzhou and had to use the freezer due to illness, which meant that Brother Yun was definitely a noble.
Or he could be a fairy from outer space, and no one knows where he is from.
So scary - at that moment, Brother Yun's eyes glowed red, and there were scars on his face, just like a demon.
He admitted he was frightened...
But he was not a coward, Lan tried hard to calm down.
"Ordinary people, what are you talking about?"
"Have you forgotten? Once, in front of you, I personally took out a person's brain—"
"Brother Yun, stop talking, don't!"
Lan covered Yannian's mouth tightly, dragged him onto the Xingcha and closed the door.
As it was late at night, there were only two passengers, along with an old-fashioned driver.
"Where are you two going?" the driver asked with a yawn.
"The place with the heaviest ghost energy in the Immortal Boat is the Ten Kings Division."
Yannian pried Lan's hands apart with a serious look on his face.
"What?" The driver was confused and asked again in a louder voice.
"Cemetery," Lan translated.
The driver was silent for a second, then drove slowly. "Could it be that... you guys are tomb raiders, because you read the notes left by your grandfather, so—"
"Open it or not?" Lan frowned, his blue eyes turned cold, he looked intimidating without being angry, he didn't like to talk too much nonsense with others.
"immediately."
Half an hour later, the two walked down from the Star Chariot and arrived at a cemetery.
The frosty moon hung like a piece of cold lead above the cemetery, sharpening the shadows of the tombstones. Inside, there was a circle of messy mounds of earth, uneven and high, with few tombstones. Names and zodiac signs were shallowly carved out, clearly the resting place of common people.
There is also a neat and clean circle surrounded by a white marble fence. There are unburned incense sticks in front of the brand new monument, flashing a faint blue light.
The more advanced ones have a monument occupying a large piece of land and surrounded by precious flowers.
Even the dead are divided into different classes. In the end, the one who gets the living money is the cemetery owner, and the deceased may not even get the money.
Yannian took a deep breath and walked in, his eyes darkening. "They buried alive... so many of them, how stupid."
"This is so stupid - we must dig them out now and bring them to justice, otherwise there will be endless troubles." Yannian squatted down suddenly and dug frantically, splashing dirt everywhere.
Lan widened her eyes and immediately hugged Yannian without thinking.
"Brother Yun, why are you digging up people's ancestral graves?"
"Stop now, or you'll be punished by God."
"Get out of the way, there's no time to lose." Yannian pushed Lan away, his tone cold, "If we don't deal with this now and hurt the nearby residents, will you be responsible?"
"I know you can't bear it, but there's nothing I can do. This is the process."
"We must finish off the enemy."
What are you talking about? What are you talking about, Brother Yun? I really don’t understand, Lan shouted in his heart.
Just as the two were in a stalemate, several shadows walked over. Lan quickly dragged Yannian to the grass on the side and covered Yannian's mouth tightly.
The rustling sound of footsteps echoed in the air. Four silk lanterns swayed, the lights expanding and contracting in the wind, accompanied by the whispers of several people.
"That General Lan is truly ungrateful and short-sighted. He insists on going against the nobles... Sooner or later, he'll suffer."
"Exactly. Wouldn't it be nice to live longer? The Immortal Boat sails across the starry sea for this very reason."
"Oh my god, s--bro, your ancestral grave has been dug up!"
"Damn it, who is so stupid as to dig up my ancestral grave?"
The lantern was broken into pieces all over the ground. After a few people checked and confirmed that the things were still there, they went away cursing and prepared to come back with shovels and tools to fill the hole.
Hearing the sound disappear, Lan breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to talk to Yannian properly, but found that Yannian was motionless, as if he was asleep.
"Brother Yun?" Lan shook Yannian gently.
Yannian still didn't respond.
I didn't really fall asleep.
Lan slowly twisted Yannian's body, but the moment his sight came into contact, a murderous aura emerged from below.
Relying on years of combat experience, Lan subconsciously tilted his head, and the sword tip passed by his ear, cutting off a few strands of hair. Before the broken hair fell to the ground, Lan had already rolled three feet away.
If he had reacted a little slower, he would have been dead.
"Brother Yun, what's wrong with you?" The other party's breath was extremely oppressive, and the instinct for survival made Lan take out his sword.
"I'm still too slow... If I were still at my peak, you'd be dead."
"That's what I'm here for."
Yannian walked out from the shadows, his eyes became clearer, and he gripped the sword tightly in his hand.
"Finally—the end of everything."
No, Yan Ju is not completely dead yet.
Why is he still alive? Why am I still alive?
If Lan hadn't shot that arrow at him, perhaps he... would have been rescued by the Immortal Boat in the end, lived for more than ten years and died, or he might have joined the Cloud Riders and died for revenge.
Rather than like now.
"Brother Yun, calm down. I am the child you saved back then."
"Maybe you don't remember me--" Before Lan could finish his words, sword energy flashed and the surroundings were razed to the ground.
Lan's breathing became heavier, and he was injured in his arm when he dodged. In the moonlight, he found that there was no light in Yannian's eyes.
Because Yannian's behavior was no different from that of an ordinary person, he never realized that Brother Yun was actually blind.
Before he could come to his senses, Yannian was already in front of him. Lan barely managed to block a few of his moves, but his sword was knocked away and he was kicked in the abdomen.
What a joke, is this still human combat power?
Is this also part of the delirium?
Lan clutched his abdomen and coughed.
Dust was flying, and silver light shone on the profile of the person he missed. The black eyes were as cold as the moonlight, just as in his memory.
Although we finally got the right taste, he seems very dangerous.
Why after so many years of practice, I am still not good enough compared to Brother Yun?
He thought he was powerful enough.
In that case——
Lan ran without a second thought, shouting in his heart that it was not shameful to lose to the master.
"Brother Yun, I'm not a bad person. I just saw you injured by the river and took you home for treatment. I have always admired you, really."
"You may be a little confused, but I really mean no harm. I am the little boy... the one you taught me swordsmanship."
"In the future, I will be like clouds blocking the sky, protecting the fairy boat!" Lan used all his strength to run forward. He didn't even have time to pick up his shoes when they flew away. He hoped to wake up Brother Yun by talking.
After all, Brother Yun is a good person.
To hurt him is to be insane.
It must not have recovered yet.
"You're not a bad person?"
"You shot me to pieces - die." Yannian chased him madly, releasing more than a dozen sword energies instantly, but the opponent dodged very quickly.
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