Chapter 148 Ye Li was actually raised by him before she entered the Heavenly Gate Sect

It wasn't because there was any danger here, but because the room in front of her was exactly the same as the one she had dreamed of.

Ye Li no longer remembers anything from her childhood, but she occasionally has a dream in which she is in a room and someone is holding her hand and teaching her to write.

Throughout this time, she could hear a very peculiar wind chime sound.

But she always thought it was just a dream.

When she entered the Tianmen Sect, Master Qingyu said she was an orphan abandoned by her family.

Since she's an orphan, how could she have such a nice room, and someone patiently teaching her to write her name again and again?

At this moment, seeing the room that had appeared many times in her dreams, Ye Li couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

In my dream, the floor of the room was covered with a thick carpet of animal hair, which felt like walking on clouds.

At this moment, Ye Li stepped on the carpet, and the touch was just as soft as in her dream.

She walked in hesitantly. In her dream, she lived in a bed made of cold jade essence. The bed emitted a faint blue light, like the bright moon in the dark night. Thin gauze curtains woven from celestial silk hung all around, layer upon layer, like a dream.

Sure enough, she saw the bed in the middle of the room, and even the feel of it was exactly the same as in her dream.

And then there's the small table she uses to write on.

Because she had grown up, the perfect reading table in her dream only reached her calves, and that small square table was specially made for children.

On the desk was a square of ink, and the ink on the brush seemed not yet dry, as if the person living here had only left temporarily and would return soon.

Ye Li bent down and picked up the Xuan paper. The words on it made her pupils dilate slightly.

The two characters were crooked and illegible, but she recognized them immediately as...

"Ye Li"

Moreover, as she touched the writing, she seemed to see a little girl sitting in front of her, her little hand being held as she carefully drew.

She tried to think about who was teaching her.

Just a brief recollection caused Ye Li to feel a sharp pain in her temples.

She could only continue looking at the calligraphy, and then she discovered two powerful characters hidden among a bunch of crooked and messy handwriting.

It looks like someone specially wrote it for her to copy.

The two characters were obscured by the wildly flying strokes, and only their outlines could be seen.

Ye Li frowned. Could this be the room owner's handwriting?

In other words, the masked man's handwriting?

Ye Li felt that everything she was seeing at this moment had an indescribable strangeness about it.

From the moment she entered the Sand Sea Mirage, she felt a strange sense of familiarity with the place. At this moment, she found the room she had dreamed of as a child in this mansion, and even saw the name she had copied.

So she lived here before she entered the Heavenly Gate Sect?

So, just now Su Ying'er kept calling him "Lord"...

An unbelievable thought popped into Ye Li's mind.

Before she entered the Heavenly Gate Sect, it was the Ghost-Faced Man who raised her?

The mere thought of this possibility sent chills down Ye Li's spine.

The feeling was as if there was an invisible person who had been following her and watching her since birth, like a shadow.

Her life was like a chess piece on a chessboard; where she went, what she did, and even how she died were all controlled.

Suddenly, a wind chime rang out.

Ye Li, who was tense all over, suddenly turned her head. The wind chimes hanging at the door rang, and although there was no wind, they still made that peculiar sound.

Unlike the usual crisp sound of wind chimes, this one has a somewhat cold and somber feel.

The sound sent a chill down Ye Li's spine for no apparent reason.

She realized that even now, she had been brought here by an invisible force.

It was as if, somewhere in this mansion, within this house, there were eyes watching her every move.

Suddenly, there was a "snap".

Ye Li's hair stood on end.

"who?!"

Without a second thought, she raised her hand and flew away with her sword, catching the person who had entered off guard.

The other person moved with the agility of a cheetah, dodging the attack with a furrowed brow. "You want to kill me?"

It is Chu in danger.

Ye Li breathed a slight sigh of relief. "I'm sorry, I thought there was danger."

She paused for a moment before asking, "How did you end up here?"

After a brief conversation, Ye Li learned that Chu Wei, like her, had also discovered the array in the room and, after destroying it, had also come here.

Upon hearing this, Ye Li hesitated, "So, we've been inside the formation all along. This is reality?"

Chu Wei nodded in agreement.

He noticed the Xuan paper in Ye Li's hand. "What did you find?"

Ye Li paused, then said casually, "Nothing, just some calligraphy samples. Did you find anything?"

As she spoke, she put away the sheet of rice paper covered with her name.

Chu Wei neither stopped her nor forced her to take it to look at it. He just gave her a meaningful look and said, "I was in a meditation room just now. There was nothing suspicious in there, only two futons, one large and one small."

futon...

Perhaps his consciousness had been damaged from being in the formation for too long, because the moment he spoke, the meditation room that Chu Wei had mentioned flashed before Ye Li's eyes.

The interior was made of blue bricks, with no doors or windows. The only source of light was the glass lamp on the roof.

How do you know what that meditation room looks like?

Upon hearing Chu Wei's question, Ye Li realized that she had unknowingly described the layout of the meditation room.

She felt a throbbing pain in her temples again. She closed her eyes, trying to suppress the increasingly sharp pain. "I don't know, I just feel that's how it should be there."

Chu Wei looked at her for a long time, then nodded, "You're right."

Having received Chu Wei's affirmative answer, Ye Li became increasingly certain that she had not only been here, but had also lived here.

Seeing Ye Li's face growing paler, Chu Wei approached step by step, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Li regulated her breathing, suppressing the pain, before saying, "It's nothing, just a bit of a headache. Maybe I've been in the formation for too long."

Chu Wei didn't ask any more questions. He pointed to the door and said, "Now that we've come out of the formation, this door should be real. Let's go out first."

"good."

Sure enough, just as Chu Wei had said, after pushing open the door, they were greeted by the glow of dusk.

They have been trapped in this house for a day and a night since they came in last night.

The afterglow fell on the small garden outside, where the flowers, plants and trees were different from the eerie locust tree outside; they were full of vitality.

Flowers sway and exude fragrance, butterflies flutter. Stepping into the garden, tender green grass spreads out, dotted with colorful wildflowers. Walking along the cobblestones in the center, you'll find a swing.

Flowers were wrapped around the swing ropes, which were swaying gently in the wind.

As if guided by some unseen force, Ye Li walked toward the swing.

"Li'er, be careful."

The moment Ye Li sat down, she heard a reminder from behind her.

It seemed to have drifted over from a very, very far place.

The voice was different from the ghost mask's hoarseness; it was both familiar and strange.

Interspersed throughout were the clear, joyful laughs of little girls.

Then, she was lifted off the ground by the swing, her skirt billowing in the air.

Who is it...?

Who's pushing her...?

She tried to look back, wanting to know who was behind her, and who was behind all of this.