Chapter 747: Fantasy and reality
A disciple is rewarded ten thousand times, and a master never hides his secrets. Chapter 747: Huan Huanhuanzhen walked along the gate and saw a majestic and domineering hall. The whole body was dark, giving people a full
A sense of oppression.
The rotten copper and iron seemed to have been burned by fire, and they still smell like gunpowder smoke.
Looking at the main hall in front of him, Ye Qiu suddenly remembered something and stopped Ye Wuhen in front of him.
"Senior!"
"Well, what's wrong?"
Ye Wuhen turned around in confusion, only to hear Ye Qiu look at the ruins on the left and say: "I want to go there and have a look..."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuhen frowned and looked in the direction Ye Qiu pointed.
There used to be the ancient site of the Ye clan, and the place where the clan leader originally lived was completely burned by fire due to the turmoil decades ago.
After experiencing the tragic death of his wife and children, Ye Wuhen did not dare to face that mansion and never set foot in that ruins again, so it remains abandoned until now.
Now that Ye Qiu said he wanted to go there, Ye Wuhen suddenly fell silent.
He didn't know why Ye Qiu suddenly wanted to go there, but after being silent for a long time, he seemed to let go of his past.
"Haha, since you want to go, let's go and have a look."
Ye Wuhen did not refuse, and immediately led the way, introducing as he walked: "There used to be a mansion here, which is where my origin lies."
"But it's a pity that a fire burned down this place. Over the years, I have been busy taking care of the family and stabilizing the situation within the clan, and I have not cleaned up."
Hearing him talk about the past of this ruin, Bai Junlin and Yaya were thoughtful and nodded silently, only feeling it was a pity.
But Ye Qiu was walking behind silently, then suddenly turned around and walked towards the abandoned copper-iron hall on the left.
Ye Wuhen was puzzled by his strange behavior, but did not stop him and let him go.
I saw Ye Qiu coming to the abandoned hall, passing through the side door, and walking to a chopping board at the back.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Bai Junlin walked up strangely and saw Ye Qiu squatting down and groping under the chopping board, as if he had pulled some mechanism.
Bang...
Suddenly there was a crisp sound, and a door suddenly opened on the iron wall in the distance.
"Huh?"
At this moment, Ye Wuhen was completely shocked. How did Ye Qiu know there was a secret door there?
If he remembered correctly, behind the secret door was the secret room built by the dead eldest son for his cultivation.
However, after the secret room was successfully built, he was still underage and could not practice, so he never used it, and the Leaf Clan was in turmoil.
As the secret room that came into view gradually revealed its true appearance, Ye Qiu's solemn expression suddenly revealed a smile.
"Haha... Such a familiar place. Is this a dream, or have I really been here before?"
Ye Qiu couldn't help but ask himself. He had many pictures of this place in his mind, but most of them were incomplete and scattered.
It seemed to have appeared in a dream, but Ye Qiu couldn't remember it clearly.
The secret room was very empty. Ye Qiu slowly walked in. Through the cracks in the secret room, he could see every move outside.
It was like in a dream, in a fire, with flames of war and smoke, a woman was lying helplessly in the sea of fire, looking at him with unwilling eyes, and told him not to come out.
Ye Qiu gently touched the stone wall with his fingers and looked back at the bed behind him. There seemed to be a child hiding underneath.
The child was not very old, only three or four years old. He had no idea what was going on outside and fell asleep very peacefully.
Chapter completed!