To Yan Li's surprise, three slim women walked out from behind Gu Shiyu. They were all wearing veils, one in purple, one in white, and one in blue.
Yan Li couldn't tell the identities of the veiled women in purple and blue, but the woman in white looked so natural under the veil, as if she was born this way. It was really unforgettable, so Yan Li immediately recognized that she was Yu Youwei's maid, Cui 'er.
Based on this, the woman in purple must be Yu Youwei.
The waiter bowed and greeted them, "Yes, yes, how many rooms do you want?"
"Three of the best rooms, and a table of food for us. Choose the most expensive ones," Gu Shiyu said.
"Please follow me." The waiter quickly led the way.
The three followed. Because of the angle, Yan Li's position was on the right side of the hall, so he could easily see the three people. If the three wanted to see him, they had to turn around, so they didn't see Yan Li.
"The Gates of Hell open late at night. Rest up … Hurry …" Yu Youwei's voice was getting farther and farther away.
Yan Li listened attentively and only heard this sentence. He calculated in his heart. From Longhua City to Lianyun Mountain, if they started now, they would arrive in about four hours.
It seemed that they were going to travel through the night. But why was Gu Shiyu with them? Was Yu Youwei also a member of the underworld? What was the Gates of Hell?
Full of doubts, Yan Li returned to his room. Shen Liuyun was combing Fu 'er's hair. He said casually, "How come you're so fast?"
"I don't have much appetite today." Yan Li answered casually and wiped his face with a face towel. After a moment of hesitation, he still didn't tell Shen Liuyun the truth and sat cross-legged on the bed.
"Rest early. We can go back to Yongling tomorrow." Shen Liuyun finished combing Fu 'er's hair and left.
"Master, Fu 'er is so sleepy, I'm going to sleep first." Fu' er yawned and slipped into bed, quickly falling asleep.
Yan Li sat cross-legged and didn't move. He seemed to be cultivating, but he was actually meditating. He even left a third of his mind to sense the slightest movement.
Around midnight, he suddenly felt a slight vibration on the roof where Yu Youwei and the others were. He opened his eyes and silently scurried to the window. Cautiously opening a crack, he saw four figures disappear into the night.
He closed the window and glanced at the sleeping Fu'er. After confirming that she was fine, he took out a piece of paper he had prepared and placed it under the lamp holder on the table.
He packed his luggage and tied Xuan Jun to his back. He took a deep breath and said, "Wish me luck."
He opened the window, grabbed the handle outside the window, and flipped over to the roof like a spider. He gently closed the window, and with a leap, disappeared into the dark night.
As soon as he left, Fu'er's light snoring immediately stopped. Her long eyelashes trembled as she opened her beautiful eyes that were brimming with energy. She also jumped off the bed and came to the table. She picked up the piece of paper and looked at it. With a crafty smile, she walked towards Shen Liuyun's room.
"Sister Drifting Cloud, Sister Drifting Cloud, Master really ran away. Look, look." She pushed open the door to Shen Liuyun's room and sneakily handed the paper to Shen Liuyun who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.
Shen Liuyun slowly opened his eyes and took the paper. It said: "I found a clue about the Icy Soul Dew. I'm going to check if it's true. Aunt, take Fu'er back to Yongling first. I'll be back in a few days.
"I see that he's been absent-minded for the past few days. As expected, he's hiding something. It won't be that easy to get rid of me." After Shen Liuyun finished speaking, he took another piece of paper and wrote something similar. However, the subject was changed to the Wisdom Buddha Painting.
"Pack up, we'll catch up to him and see what he's up to."
"But Sister Drifting Cloud, it's so dark outside. How can we track Master?"
Shen Liuyun reached out and wiped her eyelids.
Fu'er blinked and said, "Sister Drifting Cloud, what is this?"
"Firefly powder. Someone gave it to me." After Shen Liuyun finished speaking, she pressed the paper under the lamp and brought Fu'er out the window, disappearing into the night.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, pushing open the unlatched window of the Prajna Buddha's room. However, it was empty inside. There was also a piece of paper under the lampstand, fluttering in the wind.
… …
As the full moon approached, the stars became very bashful and hid behind the clouds. Only one or two of them were very bright and couldn't conceal their radiance.
However, the most attractive thing was not the bright moon, nor the one or two stars that couldn't conceal their radiance. Instead, it was a dark and gloomy red star. It had a name, the Ghost Emperor Star.
According to folklore, when the Ghost Emperor Star rose to the center of the sky, the gates of hell would open wide. Countless resentful spirits would run out from the gates of hell, choosing people to devour. On this night, one had to burn incense, bathe, and sleep. If one's body wasn't clean, they would be persecuted by evil spirits. One also had to place a charcoal stove and underworld clothes in front of the house to ensure the safety of the house.
It was said that when one woke up the next day, they would find that the underworld money and underworld clothes had already been burned to ashes in the charcoal stove.
"Miss, I'm scared …" Xiao Chun was carried by the Wisdom Buddha Painting as they sped through the dense forest under the moonlight. If someone saw it, they would discover that the Wisdom Buddha Painting's eyes were closed.
"Don't be afraid, those are just legends," the Wisdom Buddha Painting said softly. The Wisdom Buddha Painting said softly, "Since the emergence of cultivators, these have become tricks to scare children."
"What? So it's a trick." Xiao Chun was relieved. "But why did we sneak out?"
"We're going to the place that Master told me in my dream. So many people died there. I want to release the souls from purgatory, but the evil power there must be very strong. In addition, the power of the Ghost Emperor Star is at its peak tonight. I don't want to implicate them. "
Xiao Chun looked up and his face suddenly turned pale. "Miss, Miss, there really are blood-red stars in the sky. Why haven't I seen them before?"
"You can only see them in places with strong Yin Qi. That direction seems to be …"
"Lianyun Mountain, Miss, it's Lianyun Mountain …" Xiao Chun suddenly looked as if he had seen a ghost. His face turned pale. "Yan, Yan Dragon Slayer burned hundreds of thousands of people there. Ah —"
She suddenly screamed, "Could it be that the old monk told us in my dream was Lianyun Mountain?"
"It seems so." The Wisdom Buddha Painting sighed. "I practice Zen listening. When I broke through the realm, I heard Young Master Yan's painful cry from the bottom of his heart. At that time, I guessed that the content of the dream had something to do with him."
"Could Yan Li be the Yan Dragon Slayer?" Xiao Chun suddenly thought.
The Wisdom Buddha Painting was startled. "If your guess is correct, then many things can be explained."
"Am, am I right?" Xiao Chun said blankly. "Is, is he really the Yan Dragon Slayer?"
The Wisdom Buddha Painting said, "It doesn't matter who he is. What's important is that if he feels pain because of this, then he can be forgiven. If he kills until he's numb, then he's just evil in human form. Even the Great Master Bodhi can't forgive him. "" Humph, I think he's hopeless. Only Miss can tolerate him. Right, why did the old monk tell us about the tragedy of Lianyun Mountain? Is it related to the massacre in the monastery? How did he see it? "
The Wisdom Buddha Painting suddenly stopped and said in a daze, "Why did Yang Youyun choose this time … What does the monastery have that other places don't?"
Suddenly, his whole body shook. He said in disbelief, "Yang Youyun is trying to force Master to tell us the exact location of the White Sun Palace ruins."
"Ah?" Xiao Chun said, "But I heard from the senior brothers in the monastery that the White Sun Palace opens once every two hundred years. I remember that it's still ten years away. What's the point of him obtaining the location?"
The Wisdom Buddha Painting's lifeless eyes looked in the direction of Lianyun Mountain. He murmured, "He wants to use the power of these hundred thousand resentful souls to forcefully open the White Sun Palace. If he succeeds, those resentful souls will disappear forever. "
Just as he finished speaking, the Blood Star rose to the center and suddenly shot down a beam of bloody light.
The direction of Lianyun Mountain instantly erupted.
The Wisdom Buddha Painting's expression changed. "Oh no, the Ghost Emperor Star is resonating with the resentful souls of Lianyun Mountain."
"Miss, then what should we do?" Xiao Chun panicked.
"We have to hurry over!"
… …
The surrounding terrain of Lianyun Mountain was boundless, like a plain protruding from the earth. However, in the core of Lianyun Mountain, there were seven towering peaks, arranged in the position of the Big Dipper. In the astrology, this was known as the Qi Gathering Land of the Seven Stars. It was a cultivation treasure land that cultivators fought over.
Several hundred years ago, a sect found this place and built the White Sun Palace here. Several hundred years later, a group of bandits occupied this place. During this time, they roped in dozens of bandit groups. Who knew that they would be burned to ashes in a single night. More than a hundred thousand lives were lost here, turning this blessed land into a dangerous land.
"Killing people is a crime, but what about saving people?" Yan Li laughed self-deprecatingly.
The closer he got to Lianyun Mountain, the more he could feel the incantation seal restlessly. It was likely that it was stimulated by the same source of power.
He had long since prepared himself for this outcome. But something unexpected happened, and that was that these vengeful spirits seemed to recognize him.
As soon as he stepped into the boundary of Lianyun Mountain, he felt waves of cold. Even if he couldn't see, he knew that there must be countless ghosts baring their fangs and brandishing their claws around him.
And the strange movement here was quickly discovered. The four people in front suddenly turned around. Seeing that it was Yan Li, Gu Shiyu smiled and said, "So Brother Yan has also arrived."
Yan Li put on a fake smile and said, "Lord Gu, what a coincidence. It's already so late. Are you here for a walk or to admire the moon?"
"Both." Gu Shiyu said with a smile.
"Since the two of you know each other, it saves me the trouble of introducing you," Yu Youwei said softly. Yu Youwei said softly, "No matter what, we are all gathered here for the same purpose. No matter what happens, we should work together."
"Of course." Gu Shiyu said, "If there's anything you need me to do, Master Yu, just say the word."
Yu Youwei smiled lightly and raised her head to look at the sky. "Young Master Yan, to enter the White Sun Palace, I need to borrow you for a moment."
As soon as she said this, a blood-red light descended from the sky. Like a pot of oil that had been poured with water, the entire Lianyun Mountain seemed to explode. It was just a gust of cold wind, but it suddenly turned into the miserable cries of countless resentful souls.
At the same time, countless burnt faces appeared around Yan Li, and they all pounced at him.
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