These guys were all wearing handcuffs, and before we could even react, they put them on us one by one.
Those shackles and chains bound us tightly.
We were like prisoners, pressed into a row.
When had Luo Tianhe, with his fiery temper, ever suffered such humiliation? But just as he was about to speak, his mouth was tightly bound shut with duct tape.
"If you want to get down, stop talking nonsense!"
To Luo Tianhe's left, the man in white glared at him fiercely.
I still vaguely remember that the person in white on my left was once an adorable catgirl with cat ears.
Now, his entire head was shrouded in that white robe, and the face that was revealed was sinister and terrifying.
Luo Tianhe and I exchanged a glance, and I told him not to act impulsively.
Luo Tianhe then obediently stopped.
As for me, I was originally bound by shackles, but after the Huang family head came over, he directly removed the shackles from me.
"Patriarch Huang, what do you mean by this?"
I found it a bit strange. I was thinking to myself that this Huang family head seemed to be a bit of a psychopath, constantly having his left and right hemispheres fighting each other.
“I’ve already said, you are a guest of the Huang family, so naturally you cannot walk with those sacrificial offerings!”
The head of the Huang family glanced at me and calmly spoke.
I was speechless with anger at this old man, who brought up the sacrificial offerings once again.
Soon, the head of the Huang family stared blankly out the window, while the torrential rain grew heavier and heavier.
Every lightning flash illuminated the yard, and the dark green rainwater left a deep impression on me.
The head of the Huang family walked to the chair, quietly watching the rain outside, while also observing the candle in his hand.
The raindrops grew larger, and the candlelight in his hand flickered constantly.
Finally, he stretched out two fingers and extinguished the candle flame, then stood up with a snap.
"Alright, the road is open now, we can go!"
The head of the Huang family had a very hoarse voice, as if he had just drunk a large bowl of boiling hot oil.
I turned around and looked at the Huang family head's throat, and was horrified to find that his throat was red and swollen, as if it had been burned by something.
The head of the Huang family quickly came to my side, took my arm, and then with a slight movement of his other hand, a dark green oil-paper umbrella appeared in his right hand.
He held the oil-paper umbrella elegantly, raising it high above his head, but unfortunately, he only cared about himself and didn't pay any attention to me.
And so, the head of the Huang family led me into the courtyard, where the dark green raindrops pelted the oil-paper umbrella.
Since the oil-paper umbrella only covered the head of the Huang family, all the rainwater fell directly on me.
"Fuck you!"
Feeling the disgusting rain, I couldn't help but swear.
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated; this beast has gone too far.
Just as I was about to continue cursing, I was surprised to find that the raindrops hitting me were firmly blocked by a protective layer.
This moment is just like that moment back then.
I stared in disbelief at the scene before me, and I could feel a strong corrosiveness emanating from the rainwater.
I'm pretty sure that if my skin came into contact with this kind of rain, it would definitely cause problems.
And I'm so lucky. Before, when I faced the flames, I had a crimson protective shield, and now I have a light blue protective shield next to me.
One can block the black flames, and the other can block this dark green, foul-smelling liquid.
"The door is open, hurry up and follow!"
The head of the Huang family seemed not to see the protective shield beside me, and instead kept raising his voice.
He gripped my arm tightly with his left hand, squeezing even harder.
What I find even stranger is that this protective shield, which should be able to keep out this corrosive rainwater, is completely unable to keep out the Huang family head's hands.
His hand pierced right through my protective shield, as if it were empty space.
As the Huang family head's voice grew louder, the rain also intensified.
The men in black and white behind us were holding the rest of us firmly under their control.
I turned around to observe Luo Tianhe. The moment the raindrops hit, they were all absorbed by the black and white figures beside him.
Their skin showed signs of decay and putrefaction.
Seeing this, I think I understand a little better. These men in black and white are helping Luo Tianhe and his group absorb the firepower.
If it weren't for these people protecting them, they would probably have died if the rain had hit them.
"Hurry up and leave. If you don't want your people to become sacrifices, don't look back!"
The head of the Huang family pinched my arm, quickly reminding me. I said "oh" and could only quicken my pace.
We walked faster and faster, and as the dark green raindrops hit the soil, I felt as if a passage had appeared in front of us.
We kept accelerating, and finally the soil on the ground formed a bridge. I squinted at the front, and at that moment, I suddenly realized that the passage that the Huang family head had mentioned was even clearer.
At that moment, I noticed a faint yellowish-white light around the bridge.
I remember my grandfather had told me about it before; it was a special halo that would appear at the intersection of the Yin and Yang realms.
I've seen similar scenes before, but this is probably the most concrete one I've ever seen.
"If you want to obtain the power of the Beast God, you must enter from here. This was your mission all along, wasn't it, Mr. Yae?"
The head of the Huang family leaned close to my ear and spoke with a smile.
But when he uttered the four words "Mr. Yae," my pupils suddenly contracted.
Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, it ended up back to my grandfather.
The Mr. Yae he mentioned is my grandfather, Chen Yae. However, even now, I still don't fully understand the relationship between my grandfather and me.
"What are you saying? I don't understand."
I turned around, pretending not to understand, while the head of the Huang family gave me a strange smile.
"It wasn't like this when you came here twenty years ago. We've been old friends here!"
The head of the Huang family patted me on the shoulder and then closed the umbrella.
Then we all crossed the bridge and entered the passage.
I gasped in shock; I never imagined that we'd come full circle back to my grandfather.
My grandfather came here twenty years ago.
After entering the passage, the shackles on Luo Tianhe and the others disappeared.
"He is not Chen Bazhong, Chen Bazhong is his grandfather!"
After breaking free of his restraints, Luo Tianhe ran to the Huang family head's side and shouted at him.
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