"Wife, Third Brother..."
"There seems to be something wrong with the red rose field in Xiangyang Temple..." Yu Xiaotian said solemnly.
"Something's wrong? What's wrong?" Han Yichen looked at Yu Xiaotian with a sullen face and asked in confusion.
"Third brother, don't you think the fragrance of the red roses here in Xiangyang Temple is really a bit choking?" Yu Xiaotian said bluntly.
"Isn't it because we are in the flower field and the fragrance is too concentrated?" Han Yichen waved his hand indifferently.
"Third brother, putting aside the fragrance of the flowers, the red roses themselves are indeed blooming too luxuriantly in this temple. Each plant has full and beautiful flowers, and the colors are so bright that they are a bit dazzling to the eyes." Yu Xiaotian frowned slightly.
"Xiaotian, I didn't expect you to feel this way..."
Hua Qingcheng thought for a moment and continued, "Actually, when I first came to Xiangyang to see the red roses, I had the same feeling as you."
"At the time, I thought it was just my overly sensitive senses. Looking back now, I'm afraid that first impression was correct."
"The red roses in Xiangyang Temple do have a strange smell. The fragrance is too strong, so strong that it makes people feel uncomfortable, and it even made Achen vomit violently several times. The color of the red roses is also too bright red, so dazzling that it even stings people's eyes." Hua Qingcheng expressed her feelings truthfully.
"Xiao Qingcheng...how come even you...even you think so?" Han Yichen was slightly surprised. He thought that his little wife liked this bright red sea of roses as much as he did.
"Achen, although I don't know why you have such a special liking for the red roses in Xiangyang Temple, your body instincts won't lie, right?"
"The last time you came here to see the red roses, you vomited violently. This time, when you walked into the sea of red roses again, you still felt uncomfortable and vomited again, didn't you?"
Hua Qingcheng's words immediately sowed doubts in Han Yichen's heart.
He had always only wanted to look at beautiful things, hoping that the baby in his belly would also become beautiful. Although it was a bit silly, it was indeed the infinite expectation and good wishes of a pregnant man for his unborn child.
Han Yichen only saw the beautiful red roses in Xiangyangguan, and simply ignored the fact that these flowers did cause him to feel uncomfortable.
"Wife, Third Brother, wait for me to activate my spiritual power and see if there is anything wrong with this red rose..."
As Yu Xiaotian finished speaking, he first held his breath, put aside all distracting thoughts, and then activated the Yu family's unique soul-capturing and spiritual communication technique.
Today, Yu Xiaotian was wearing a light blue brocade robe. Although he was not wearing a white monk's robe, it still couldn't hide his elegant and refined temperament.
But the three-petal red lotus mark on Xiaotian's forehead suddenly flashed a red light with golden color, which looked very sacred.
Yu Xiaotian, who had activated his spiritual power, turned his head again towards the fragrant red rose field in front of him.
fragrant!
It’s still that rich red rose fragrance that goes straight to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys!
red!
It was still the dazzling red that covered the sky and pressed straight towards people...
Yu Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly and took in everything around him.
However, when Yu Xiaotian opened his eyes again, he saw a completely different scene.
Red, still a dazzling red. However, this gorgeous red did not come from a field of red roses, but from a sea of blood...
Seeing this, Yu Xiaotian's bright eyes suddenly widened, filled with shock.
"Wife...wife, Third...Third Brother!"
Yu Xiaotian first withdrew his spiritual power, and then suddenly felt his legs go weak. It wasn't because of physical weakness, but simply because he was frightened.
"What's wrong, Xiaotian?"
Hua Qingcheng hurriedly supported Yu Xiaotian, who staggered and almost fell.
"Wife, Third Brother!"
Yu Xiaotian, who was now steady, held Hua Qingcheng's arm with one hand and Han Yichen's arm with the other. His lips trembled slightly as he spoke, "There's definitely something wrong with the red roses from Xiangyang Temple! A big problem!"
"Xiaotian, sit down first and talk slowly." Seeing that Yu Xiaotian had cold sweat on his forehead and his legs and feet were weak, Hua Qingcheng hurriedly helped him sit on a big rock.
"My dear wife, Third Brother, the reason why the red roses here bloom so beautifully and are so fragrant is actually...actually, it's because they are watered with human blood, and...it's human blood!"
How much blood would it take to sustain such a vast, boundless sea of red roses? Yu Xiaotian could only sense a bloody smell.
"Blood...pouring?"
Upon hearing this, Han Yichen once again leaned against the large rock and began to vomit violently. Xiaotian wouldn't lie. Did he actually have a crush on such a vile thing?
Han Yichen suddenly felt depressed.
"Blood?"
Hua Qingcheng was also shocked.
"Wife, Third Brother, if..."
When he thought of the countless lives lost here, Yu Xiaotian, who was full of compassion, couldn't help but burst into tears.
"If, if Xiaotian's guess is correct, then the blood that watered these red roses wasn't just ordinary human blood. It was... it was the blood of young girls and boys who were naive to the ways of the world."
"It is precisely because virgin girls and boys are so full of spirit and vitality that the red roses watered by their blood bloom so beautifully and fragrantly..."
Yu Xiaotian choked up and said, "This...this is not a sea of red roses, but...it is a burial ground where countless wronged souls have gathered..."
"Xiaotian, are you serious?" Hua Qingcheng was so angry when she heard that that the word "anger" could no longer describe it.
Hell is empty, and the devil is on earth. What kind of heartless person could do such a cruel thing to a young child?
"My dear wife, Xiaotian is from the Yu family. He is best at the art of soul-stealing and spiritual communication. Just now, when Xiaotian was examining the red roses, he sensed countless wronged souls here, many of whom have even become vengeful spirits..."
After activating his spiritual power, Yu Xiaotian can see and hear things that others cannot reach, such as wronged souls and their shrill screams.
It seemed as if these wronged souls had been cast under a spell, so that they could only repeat the painful experiences they had before death over and over again, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation...
"Ghost?"
Upon hearing this, Hua Qingcheng suddenly looked at Han Yichen, remembering how he was once haunted by a vengeful spirit and almost died.
Previously, when Hua Qingcheng was in Han Yichen's dormitory in Bingquanxuan, she heard Yu Xiaotian say that the vengeful spirit that harmed Han Yichen was followed back from outside. At that time, she felt as if something flashed quickly in her mind.
Now thinking back, what flashed through my mind at that time were not the red roses in Xiangyang Temple, and the scene of Han Yichen vomiting violently when he approached the red roses?
"Xiaotian, Achen, this matter is of great importance. Let's... go back to the East Palace first!"
Although Hua Qingcheng really wanted to cut the person who did such a bad thing into pieces at this moment, this matter probably involved a lot of people, and she had to make careful arrangements to find out the person behind the scenes.
What's more, she obviously couldn't play the hero at this time as she was pregnant and had a weak husband.
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