The territory of Qianyan Kingdom is very large. The mother and child that Wang Xi and his group had met earlier were only on the edge of the country. The further they went in, the more people they saw.
The outskirts of Qianyan Kingdom are still desert, but the closer you get to the capital, the more lush the greenery becomes.
After traveling for more than ten days, Wang Xi finally saw the familiar city wall.
However, there were no guards on the city walls, and the city gates were empty, making it look more like a ghost town.
"I..." she began to doubt herself again, "Am I really dead?"
The words of that mother and son resurfaced in her mind. They said she was a dead person, a sinner who caused the destruction of Qianyan Kingdom.
"I'll go ask," Qiao Yu said, and walked out.
"I'll go with them!" Bei Moying unknowingly took on the role that Lu Wei had once played, becoming the most loyal bodyguard for these children along the way.
Because he was originally the Holy Son of the Demon Clan, the demonic aura he released along the way was powerful enough that those mindless lesser demons or demonic cultivators avoided them after sensing the malice emanating from him.
Liang Si didn't refute, or rather, after fully remembering, he wished Qiao Yu dead.
"Senior brother..."
"It's alright." Liang Si patted Wang Xi on the shoulder. "We'll go in with you first."
"People, people, so many people." The Buddha of Compassion and Joy hadn't spoken much along the way, only pointing out things that interested him. For example, right now, he was pointing at the city gate of the ancient kingdom of Qianyan, "So many people."
"Where are the people?" Liang Si couldn't see them, and neither could Wang Xi.
Yang Wennan and Ling Yi remained silent. All they could see was the former prosperity of this capital city, and presumably, the monk saw the same thing.
"Underground, there are many people underground."
"Underground?" Yang Wennan and Ling Yi exchanged a glance. What they saw were the phantoms of people from the past in the city, not underground.
"I came out after the door opened." After saying that, the mad monk ran inside. After entering, the blankness in his eyes gradually disappeared. He turned around and looked at the people behind him with a moment of confusion. "Just now, were you young benefactors who pushed this humble monk?"
"You went in there by yourself."
"This humble monk, by himself?" The Buddha of Compassion and Joy paused for a moment, then pushed back through the city gate, following the original route.
"Huh?" He turned around again, looking at the people behind him. "Open the door, this humble monk wants to open the door, don't pull."
"Who's pulling you?" Liang Si sighed.
This monk is sometimes crazy and sometimes not. If he's not crazy, you can just send him away, but that's just how it is...
"No..." The monk looked at him timidly, sensing the man's menacing nature. "Aren't you, benefactor?"
"Then I'll give you another push to open the door!"
"Good, good! Hurry up! If you're too slow, it won't open." The monk clapped his hands and cheered.
It was Wang Xi who struck first—no, it was Wang Xi who kicked first. Seeing everyone looking at him, he said, "He... he said he had to be fast, but I... I don't have the strength in my arms."
"Even though your bow is made of wood, not every man can lift it. You're saying you lack arm strength?" Yang Wennan scoffed. "Junior sister, don't joke around."
"Senior sister's leg strength is amazing too!"
The Buddha of Sorrow and Joy was smashed into a shop facing the city gate, about fifty meters away from the gate. It was kicked by Wang Xi.
The monk crashed onto the upper floor and immediately passed out. The speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to switch back to the not-so-stupid Buddha of Sorrow and Joy.
"Now the door can't be opened properly," Ling Yi muttered unhappily. "And we can't watch the show either."
"Let's go in first!" Liang Si led his junior brothers and sisters into the city. As soon as they entered, he felt a gust of wind rushing towards them.
However, the wind wasn't directed at him, and it passed by without any other hidden weapons following behind.
Many shops on the street were covered with a thick layer of cobwebs, and many shop signs had fallen to the ground. Liang Si glanced at the sign on the ground and the four characters "Su's Cloth Shop" came into view.
He entered the store. The cloths on the ground were scattered, but most of them were neatly arranged, indicating that these people had not fled.
He left the cloth shop and went to several other stores, only to find that the same thing was happening in those stores.
Some of the rice was already moldy, but the containers were already full, as if they were ready to be set up for business. However, for some reason, everyone here had disappeared.
"Let's go, let's go see the palace!" Wang Xi looked pale and her mood was not right.
Liang Si wanted to comfort her, but didn't know how. Yang Wennan and Ling Yi both pretended to be mute and walked at the back.
On the street, only the sound of their four footsteps could be heard. On the ground, footprints, one by one, spread from the city gate into the city.
The palace gates were tightly shut, and a layer of dust covered the door knockers, indicating that the gates had not been opened for a long time.
"I just went to seek a master in place of my elder brother, so why, why is there nothing here when I come back? There were residents on the road! They were talking about the Qianyan Kingdom. Why, why has this city become a dead city?"
“Perhaps the world they see is different from ours.” Yang Wennan reached out and pushed open the city gate.
The heavy city gate creaked and groaned, and even as a sixth-grade Xuan Master, Yang Wennan had to exert considerable effort to push it open.
"No matter what, we need to go inside and see for ourselves before we can draw any conclusions."
"no the same?"
“Yes.” Ling Yi continued.
Although he is not yet a Xuan Master, as a very talented child, his vision has already surpassed that of ordinary Xuan Masters, not to mention that Wang Xi is currently in a state of panic.
“The Buddha of Compassion and Joy used to be the Buddha of Compassion and Joy, but now he’s gone mad and is just an ordinary monk. He’s lost his wisdom and sees the same things as an ordinary person.”
“Then you…” Wang Xi looked at him, “are just an ordinary person!”
Have you ever seen an ordinary person who has been worshipped since childhood and called a god by those ignorant masses?
Wang Xi was rarely rebuked. If the timing hadn't been so inappropriate, she would have definitely taught this child how to be a good person.
"Let's go." Yang Wennan looked at his head with a smile. "Stay close to me."
"Senior brother, just hold my hand." Ling Yi said, reaching out to touch Yang Wennan's hand, only to find that he pulled back, his fingers unusually cold. "Senior brother, you, you just pushed the door open."
“Yes, it will be fine after a while.” Yang Wennan stared blankly at the door, adjusting his eyes to look like a normal person. “It should be some kind of restriction. If I use the power of the Soul Clan to break it, I will have the illusion of being in that snowy plain.”
"Is that so?" Ling Yi frowned.
"If you're scared, go and hold your senior brother's hand. It's best to stay away from me at times like this, so I don't disturb you again."
"But you weren't asleep!"
"Who knows!" Yang Wennan sighed, taking the lead.
There's no other reason than that many things here bear the marks left by the Soul Clan.
He moved through the city with ease, guided by his own intuition, as if he had been there many times before.
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