"Isn't the ghost tribe's stronghold in Chaoshan City?" Ling Xiyue was confused.
Xuan Ye lifted the hood of her cloak for her, and the shadow from the brim of the hat covered her entire little face.
Only then did he stop with satisfaction, and replied calmly, "The ghost clan's stronghold and ancestral hall in Chaoshan City is just a cover. This, the ghost market, is the real foothold of the ghost clan in Zhongzhou."
Ling Xiyue suddenly thought of something.
She has also read some of the information received by the Xue Clan and Huangfu Clan, and seems to have mentioned it.
The Ghost Clan has a hidden pile in Chaoshan City, which is hidden very deep. People from the Xue Clan and Huangfu Clan have been trying to dig it out, but after so many years, they still haven't been able to find out the details.xdw8
Presumably, this is the place I’m talking about!
Thinking of this, Ling Xiyue's eyes flashed slightly, and she raised her eyes to meet those dark red eyes, "Xuan Ye, have you forgotten my identity, or do you think that I will talk to you about the ethics of the world and will not treat this
The place should be revealed?"
He is from the Huangfu family, where did he get the confidence to bring her to this place without turning around?
Xuan Ye met her suddenly guarded gaze, smiled lightly with thin lips, stretched out his hand, and caressed her little head through the hood of his cloak, "Don't worry, since I dare to bring you here, I can keep you intact."
Take it out."
The man's cold voice was unusually gentle at this time, low and intoxicating.
Ling Xiyue was also stunned, looking at him blankly, a little confused.
But... was he answering a topic?
Suddenly coming back to her senses, Ling Xiyue suddenly reached out and opened his groping hand, gritting her teeth, "How many times have I warned you, don't touch me!"
The reprimanding words contained more of a hint of anger and annoyance that he was blinded by lard.
Xuan Ye didn't argue with her. He curled his thin lips, raised his free hands, and nodded with a smile.
He stepped away quickly, and nodded quickly.
As for whether he really heard it from his heart, only he knows...
"Let's go." He turned around and walked in front. Without looking back, he reminded him lightly, "Follow closely and don't run around."
Ling Xiyue pursed her lips, as if he hadn't answered her question yet.
But she herself didn't know what was wrong, so without thinking, she followed him into a place that could be called a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, and she wasn't worried. What if this man sold her?
She is also big-hearted!
Two black shadows came to the dark river in the middle of the canyon.
Ling Xiyue glanced around again and looked up from here.
The moon seemed to have turned into a kind of demonic red, and the light filtered through the ferocious cracks in the canyon. Thousands of them filtered down, reflecting bloody traces on the surface of the underground river, as if blood was flowing quietly.
It was also at this time that she came closer and saw several bamboo rafts docked by the dark river.
At the end of each bamboo raft, something similar to a human figure was curled up, motionless. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was a human or... a ghost.
The figure directly in front of them was wearing tattered cloth and a brown linen bamboo hat, with incomplete edges. It was unknown how many years of wind and frost it had gone through.
Judging from the rickety figure, he should be an old man.
Hearing the sound of someone approaching, the black figure didn't even raise his head, "This is the gate of hell, the road leading to the other side. Once you enter the underworld, neither man nor god will look back. Guest, please think about where you want to go."
The hoarse voice sounded like it had been rubbed by rough paper, unhurried and unhurried.
Ling Xiyue raised her eyebrows slightly, and she already felt that there was something strange about this place even before she entered.
"Eight Layers of Ghost Mirage." Xuan Ye's voice remained calm, without any change.
He is familiar with the road, as if he is familiar with strange things.
Hearing these words, the ferryman's figure moved slightly, and the figures on the two bamboo rafts next to him, which were originally curled up quietly like stone and wooden piles, seemed to also move slightly.
The ferryman turned his head, his deep eyes peeked out from under the bamboo hat, and looked at Xuan Ye, "Please come on, guests."
Xuan Ye walked forward with no expression on his face.
As soon as Ling Xiyue stepped out with one foot and before the other foot stepped onto the bamboo raft, the ferryman's hoarse and hoarse words suddenly rang in her ears, "This girl doesn't belong to this place. Don't blame her."
I didn't remind you that on this road to Huangquan, people and gods will not look back. If you want to see the sun tomorrow again, just stay here."
His voice sounded slowly, like a cold wind.
Ling Xiyue was slightly surprised. It was interesting that a ferryman, even though he didn't even see his face, could see such tricks.
However, she has never been afraid of a real hell, let alone a fake underworld?
Ling Xiyue curled her red lips, and without any pause, she followed Xuan Ye's steps and stepped onto the dark and eerie bamboo raft.
The bamboo raft sank in the draft, and there was a faint blood-red color that stained the soles of her feet.
"Then guest, please sit tight." The ferryman let out a very strange smile, and knocked the iron cigarette rod in his hand on the bamboo raft, making a "bump" sound that was shocking, and then he hunched over.
The rocker stood up.
He pulled out the long bamboo pole, dropped it into the water, and said, "Let's start..."
The voice was very low and had a long tail. There were also strange "chichi" sounds coming from the surrounding cliffs, which mixed together, making this dark space even more eerie.
A bamboo raft slowly slid across the underground river in the middle of the canyon, making the sound of flowing water.
"Wow..."
"Wow..."
One sound is clearer than the other, and each sound is more permeable than the other.
This place has an aura of decay and desolation flowing everywhere, just like hell.
Many broken logs lie across the middle of the rift valley, covered with all kinds of rags, and even more densely covered with spider webs...
Ling Xiyue could clearly feel that where the flames flickered on the surrounding stone walls, there were pairs of eyes looking at them in the cave-like lairs in the piles of rotten wood in their temporary residence.
I don’t know if it’s a human or a ghost…
Xuan Ye stood at the front of the bamboo raft, standing with his hands behind his back, like a night Shura.
Ling Xiyue walked over and stood next to him. She said nothing and only glanced at the man.
The dim lights and shadows surrounded by dots of firelight hit his cold and blood-stained brows, making him look strange, and his long dark red hair flying down, flying in the wind that occasionally passed through.
At this time, there was no expression on his face.
Ling Xiyue looked at his lonely profile, feeling inexplicably sad.
A ridiculous idea suddenly occurred to him. I really wanted to stand next to him and stay with him to make him look less lonely.
But as soon as this idea came up, Ling Xiyue strangled it to death.
Shake your head vigorously to wake yourself up!
What is she thinking?
Xuan Ye noticed Ling Xiyue's little movements and saw her burying her head there and shaking her head. He finally had a smile on his face and said to break the suffocating silence, "What are you doing."
Ling Xiyue said softly "Ah" and came back to her senses.
He quickly adjusted his expression, raised his head to meet the man's eyes, and said lightly, "It's nothing."
Ling Xiyue's expression was very serious, as if it was really "nothing", and she even forced a smile towards Xuan Ye.
However, Xuan Ye's eyes were fixed on her, making Ling Xiyue feel guilty for no reason, so she coughed lightly and casually changed the topic, "I'm just curious, there is such a big underground world in Chaoshan City.
But it is not known to outsiders.”
Although it is only beginning to appear now, Ling Xiyue can already see that this underground world is really big.
Others may not be able to feel it, but it cannot be hidden from Ling Xiyue's keen perception. Judging from the movements in the caves on the cliffs on both sides, the ghost tribe entrenched here, whether they are humans or ghosts, are at least Wanwei.
Unit measurement!
Xuan Ye's thin lips curled up, looking into the endless darkness ahead, and said slowly, "This place was originally a city, but it experienced a major disaster thousands of years ago, and the original city sank to the ground.
Everyone in the old city died in that disaster and could not climb out of this hell. Over time, this place will be forgotten by the world."
Ling Xiyue's heart tightened slightly.
The catastrophe that Xuan Ye mentioned was, not surprisingly, probably an earthquake!
It's just that everyone in the city died in that earthquake... Thinking about it, it was really tragic.
Thousands of lonely souls and wild ghosts, buried in a mountain of corpses, can be described as a hell on earth. No wonder this place is so gloomy. It seems that it is not just the geographical location.
"Later, this place was discovered by the ghost tribe. To others, this place was hell, but to the ghost tribe, it was a unique place for cultivation."
The ghost tribe has arisen in Zhongzhou, the largest one."
Ling Xiyue nodded thoughtfully, "For the ghost tribe, this is indeed a geomantic treasure. After all, not many people dare to come here."
Xuan Ye glanced at her.
Ling Xiyue shrugged, "I didn't mean anything against you."
Xuan Ye curled his thin lips lightly and just looked at her with a smile, not wanting to argue, let alone get angry.
Sometimes Ling Xiyue really doubts whether he is from the ghost tribe or not?
He is the young master of the ghost clan, right?
Xuan Ye continued, "Not only the ghost clan, but all shady things, transactions, people, ghosts, no matter how dirty or dark...as long as you go to this place, the ghost clan will give you protection, they are all ghost clan
people."
"As long as you get to this place, no one will dare to control you no matter how evil a thief or traitor you are, and you will be completely cut off from everything before."
Ling Xiyue twitched the corner of her mouth and murmured softly, "The ghost tribe is really unique in its behavior."
I really can't tell whether this is a compliment or a sarcasm.
However, after the Kyushu era, no country in the world, not even a large dynasty, has the ability to provoke the three clans, let alone the ghost clan, which is the most unruly, and their methods are even more brutal.
Killing, destroying a whole clan.
The ancient Northern Yi Kingdom is the best example.
It only takes one action to scare the world with killing for thousands of years!
Who dares to provoke such a force? Even the rulers of some countries were frightened away when they touched the edge of hell.
Xuan Ye seemed not to have heard Ling Xiyue's words and did not react.
The man's cold voice continued, "Of course, if you gain something, you must lose something. As long as you enter here, you will never know what the sky is and can only live in darkness forever. Otherwise, there is only death."
One piece."
"Then why don't you bring me here!" Ling Xi glared at him.