forbidden area
The forbidden area was built at the highest point of Fengdu Ghost Market. The higher you go, the more crows will circle there, covering the already dark sky.
Looking up, I saw densely packed stars, with a hint of red appearing and disappearing in the darkness, as if the stars were stained with blood.
More and more people climbed up the stairs, their eyes filled with a desire not to die easily. Even if they fell in a pool of blood, they would overcome their fear and stand up quickly, using all their strength just to gain hope for a second longer, hoping for a miracle.
The surging crowd forced the two to separate, and the countless collisions of shoulders and the crowds almost made Guan Zheng fall down.
"Hold my hand tight." Facing the crowd, Yan Chan stretched out her hand as firm as her heart.
Guan Zheng raised her head. People kept passing by them. Their eyes met through the masks. It seemed like she had experienced such a scene before. She was stunned for a moment, and then she held the cold hand in front of her that warmed her heart without hesitation.
Yan Chan slightly bent her knuckles, exerted force on her hands, and brought Guan Zheng in front of her to block the crowd that was still surging behind her.
Love is transmitted silently when the hands are clasped together. One day, the warm light will melt the cold ice.
This scene happened to fall into Wu Chunlai's eyes. He pursed his lips into a line, and there was an unrelieved anger between his brows. Then his expression slowly became gloomy, and his heart was filled with loneliness. That sad feeling was like a bottle full of mud and sand gradually sinking to the bottom of the sea.
It seemed as if he had never been firmly chosen by someone.
He stopped and was confused for a moment. It seemed that all his persistence for so long was meaningless. Wu Chunlai turned his head to look at the person who fell last. The blood was about to swallow him up.
Wu Chunlai clearly saw the murderous look on the man's face disappear in an instant, and then the person standing on him was pulled down by his bloody hands, and then pushed into the blood without hesitation.
After devouring another person, the blood calmed down for a moment, as if it was satisfied with having eaten and drunk enough.
Wu Chunlai's eyes were cold and angry. He raised his foot and wanted to go down and teach the man a lesson, but Yan Chan grabbed his arm.
"Are you crazy? You will die if you go down now." The warning in Yan Chan's tone made Wu Chunlai stunned for a moment.
"You..." The anger in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he felt even more annoyed. He shook off Yan Chan's hand and walked up with big strides.
Seeing that he didn't lose his mind again, Yan Chan breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go up quickly." Although she didn't know what would happen next, it was better than staying where she was.
Guan Zheng nodded, and she and Yan Chan took two steps at a time to catch up with them.
forbidden area
The "Ghost King's Procession" had been waiting here for a long time, and the blood had very cleverly stopped at the last step.
Yan Chan did not expect that this forbidden place, which had never been accessible to anyone, would welcome so many guests today, and she was one of them. She really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
At this time, some people saw that the blood crisis had been resolved, and they had evil thoughts and directed their evil intentions towards the "Ghost King's Guard".
"Do you dare to do something big?" one of them asked in a low voice.
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"First this way, then that way..."
"Is this...is this possible?"
Their whispering voices reached Yan Chan's ears, and Yan Chan thought to himself: As expected, there are such self-righteous fools everywhere. Let's not talk about the ghost servants, do they really think those puppets are just embroidered pillows?
She didn't intend to remind them. After all, everyone has their own destiny, and they didn't seem like the kind of people who would listen to advice. She might even be scolded and thought of for not having the courage.
With the idea of seeking wealth and honor through risk, those people actually planned to do this...
Yan Chan knew the fate of several people without even watching. Sure enough, the puppet raised his knife and chopped off their heads in a few strokes.
After this incident, the puppets scattered, and one puppet was in charge of one side, forcibly surrounding the group of people and forming a circle.
The crowd started cursing again, and Yan Chan felt extremely annoyed.
Instead of thinking about how to escape, he was just cursing here. He must have eaten too much and was bored.
A melee was about to break out, and even people with bare hands rushed forward. Yan Chan looked around and saw blood everywhere.
The harsh sound of the blade scratching against the iron sheet of the puppet made people want to cover their ears.
The murderous man even wanted to stab the ghost servant a few times, but unfortunately the blade passed through the air and had no deterrent effect at all.
"Don't be afraid, I will protect you." Just as Yan Chan was hesitating whether to take action, a voice came from in front of him, and every word was like pearls falling on a plate.
"Hmm?" Yan Chan's eyes widened slightly, as if wondering if these words really came from Guan Zheng's mouth.
The sound of "splash" falling into the water continued.
After Yan Chan dealt with a few puppets on the side, he quickly moved to Guan Zheng's side.
Because she had caught a glimpse of the ghost attendants throwing a few cages into the Stone Crow Pond, Yan Chan hurriedly unzipped Guan Zheng's cuffs to check, "Are you wearing the bracelet I gave you properly?"
Seeing that the bracelet was intact on her wrist, she rubbed it twice and let go of Guan Zheng's arm.
"I'll be fine, don't worry." Guan Zheng turned around and got into Yan Chan's arms, holding her strong and thin waist. The hem of her clothes was swung into a beautiful arc. She withdrew in just a moment without any reluctance.
Guan Zheng's eyes gleamed as she said with great determination: "We will definitely survive."
"Of course." Yan Chan smiled back at her.
Yan Chan pulled out a short blade from his waist and handed it to Guan Zheng, "Hold it well."
Guan Zheng recognized that this was the short blade that had been broken and placed on Yan Chan's desk. It was now even more exquisite. She must have carefully repaired it by Yan Chan, and her heart was even more excited.
The short blade was extremely sharp. Guan Zheng just slid her finger lightly and a stream of blood oozed out.
The next moment, the ghost servant disappeared silently and stood behind Yan Chan. Guan Zheng felt a sudden buzzing in his head, his blood seemed to freeze, and cold sweat soaked his back.
Before she could push Yan Chan away, the blade pierced Yan Chan's chest, and blood splattered all over Guan Zheng's face. The fear of losing Yan Chan surged into her heart like a tide.
The next moment, her body was grabbed by the ghost servant and thrown into the Stone Crow Pond.
The freezing water soaked every inch of Guan Zheng's skin, but she still couldn't escape the fate of becoming a "sacrifice".
Yan Chan's face became paler and paler, his lips were bloodless, his body grew colder and colder, half of his body was stained red with blood, and blood continued to flow out of his wounds.
The bowstring knife in his hand finally fell to the ground powerlessly at this moment, making a "clang" sound.
Yan Chan covered her chest and knelt on one knee. With trembling hands, she took out the porcelain bottle from her arms, unplugged the bottle and drank it. The bitter medicine filled her mouth.
"I must...not fall asleep." She thought secretly in her heart, but her eyelids could no longer hold up and closed.
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