Chapter 170
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Northbound.
He coughed softly again. Palm? Saw something? Xu Xianhong. He looked at it silently and wiped it with a handkerchief.
The plain white handkerchief fell among the cluster of red spider lilies. His? His figure was already far away along the path.
Northbound for fifteen minutes, several houses appeared vaguely in front of him. Black roof and white walls surrounded by a sea of red spider lilies could be seen from afar.
Ye Yunlan's vision was impaired, so he couldn't see clearly. He walked quickly and realized that the houses were decorated with lanterns and red silk. It seemed that someone lived in them. Are people walking in a festive manner? Something big.
A small path appeared in the sea of Red Spider Lilies that led to the center. The firecrackers and red flowers scattered all over the ground covered the white path. It meandered inside.
Ye Yunlan felt a talisman in his lapel heating up. He made this talisman by taking a drop of Shen Shu's blood before he set off. It could sense the life and death of the other party. Would there be some? No reaction.
He looked around. There was no hiding place except for the houses. He hesitated for a moment and walked in along the path.
Hanging high in the sky of the secret realm? The blood moon gradually turned pale. When he walked to the houses decorated with lanterns and streamers, the moonlight had completely turned into? It was cold and white. It was as if he had entered another world from the secret realm of the Netherworld. A world.
It was very quiet. The night was dark. There were orange lights coming out of the houses, but there was still no sound of people.
Ye Yunlan paused and looked back. The entrance of the path he came in from was covered by fog. The spider lilies were nowhere to be seen.
The fog was slowly spreading along the path, and some of it was peeking out. Bulging? Ye Yunlan couldn't see clearly what it was. He didn't look anymore. His intuition told him that those things were dangerous.
In his current situation, he was a little worried. He should avoid them if he could.
He continued forward. The talisman in his chest was getting hotter.
He saw a house with lights on in front of him. The black roof was hidden in the night. The white wall? The window was half open. He could vaguely see a figure sitting inside.
Ye Yunlan held the Missing Shadow Sword and walked quickly to the window. He looked inside through the gap.
On the table inside? There were red candles burning. The lights in the house came from there. But the brightness was a little? It was dim.
Sitting in front of the dressing table was a woman in a wedding dress. The figure had his hands on his knees. She clasped her red handkerchief and turned her back to him. On her wedding dress? Embroidered with dragon and phoenix peonies, magpies ascending branches, and other festive things? There was a picture of a golden hairpin and jasper on her head.
The room was decorated with lanterns and colored banners. It turned out that a wedding ceremony was being held.
Ye Yunlan's? His eyes swept over the furnishings and corners of the room, but he didn't find any trace of Shen Shu.
The bride sat motionless in the candlelight. He frowned slightly and looked at the dressing table. Suddenly, the copper mirror's eyes narrowed.
The reflection of the bride in the bronze mirror? Face.
His face was deathly pale, and his cheeks were puffed up. His face was painted with two patches of pink and purple, but his lips were only a little red. His eyes were black and round without eyelashes, clearly not the appearance of a living person.
— — It was a paper figurine.
Ye Yunlan took a step back, but he heard a strange sound. He turned around and saw that the gray fog was about to reach him!
He finally saw clearly what those protrusions in the gray fog were.
Those things, do they exist? A face that resembled a human's? A face that resembled a snake? Their bodies were grotesquely twisted and surging, making one's hair stand on end.
Behind him, a few houses had been swallowed by the gray fog, but they didn't disappear completely like the sea of spider lilies. Instead, he could vaguely see the hazy shadows of the houses with flickering lights.
Eerie? Yes, and those houses? Shadows began to move back and forth through the windows. It was very noisy. Those strange sounds came from those houses — the sound of gongs and drums mixed with the buzzing of people.
Ye Yunlan's face became even paler. He turned around and walked forward, not wanting to fall into the gray fog. However, he saw that the same fog was spreading in front of him.
He was holding the shadow of Shen Shu. He clenched his hand slightly and hesitated for a moment. In the end, he didn't draw his sword. Instead, he turned around and entered the paper figurine bride. Inside the house.
When he flipped over, the gray fog had already covered the place where he had been standing, lingering around the opening. A distorted face protruded in front of the window sill, but it seemed to be blocked by the candlelight and didn't come in.
Ye Yunlan and the distorted face looked at each other and closed the door with a bang. Off the window sill.
He turned around and found that the paper figurine bride was still sitting there quietly. There was no trace of life.
The talisman in his chest was still warm. Shen Shu's? The location should be close.
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