Ye Chuan walked to a wall and took out a long sword.
The scabbard was covered with dust. When it was blown up, its true appearance was revealed. The scabbard was engraved with many lines, like some kind of decoration or some kind of magic circle.
With a sonorous sound, Ye Chuan pulled out the long sword from the scabbard, and suddenly, the weapons store was filled with a cold light.
Long years have passed, and the scabbard is covered with dust, but the long sword inserted in the scabbard is still sharp. Ye Chuan pulled out a piece of hair and put it on the blade of the sword. With a gentle blow, the hair broke into two pieces. With a flick of the finger, the sword trembled and made a buzzing sound. The hardness and toughness were very good. Although the material was ordinary and it was just an ordinary item, it was also a good item among ordinary items. It could be sold for a lot in the secular world. Two silver coins.
What was the reason that made the shop owner leave without even taking care of these fine weapons
What kind of story happened in this ancient yellow sand city? Where did Zhu Sijia and Hei Kui go? Could they be at the other end of this ancient yellow sand city
Ye Chuan was confused, turned around and walked out, and turned into another shop before walking far.
This is a medicine shop. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a dazzling array of medicine cabinets with the names of medicinal materials written on them. At a glance, Ye Chuan saw precious medicinal materials such as Gastrodia elata, Gotu Kola, and Dragon's Grass. When he opened the cabinet, he saw that the medicinal herbs inside had long since rotted. Unlike weapons, no matter how well-preserved herbs are, they cannot withstand the erosion of time.
"Pity!"
Ye Chuan's soul has not yet recovered. He thought he could find some precious medicinal materials to heal his injuries, but unfortunately, his joy was in vain. He shook his head and was about to walk out when he suddenly stopped.
There is a kettle for boiling water on the stove next to the counter. There are two cups and a can of fine Tieguanyin on the coffee table. It seemed that the shopkeeper was making tea to entertain the guests, and then suddenly they all ran away without knowing what happened. In the corner next to the coffee table, there is a small table and a small bench. There is a booklet on the table, the brush is thrown over, and there is a pair of small shoes on the ground.
A picture suddenly appeared in Ye Chuan's mind.
A long time ago, this Huangsha ancient city was full of life and people were coming and going. The shopkeeper was making tea to entertain guests and discussing business matters. The hostess was busy in the kitchen, and a child was sitting on a small bench and writing seriously. What, he is young but very sensible. Suddenly, a disaster struck, everyone ran away, and the entire castle suddenly became an empty city.
Ye Chuan's eyes were deep, as if he had penetrated time and space and saw the scene that had happened here. He stood quietly for a while, then walked over and picked up the booklet on the small desk.
This is a notebook that was once the spiritual sustenance of a child. Unfortunately, it has been eroded over time and many words can no longer be read. The paper even breaks when turned over by hand.
Ye Chuan was cautious, trying to find any clues in this notebook.
This notebook is also very simple. The child just scribbles a few lines every day.
The words on the first page were blurred;
On the second page, he briefly stated one thing, saying that he never wanted to go to school again. This was a naughty and somewhat playful child. Ye Chuan smiled. Although he was careful enough, the page would break into pieces every time he opened it.
On the third page, a child made a wish, hoping that one day he would have his own little flying sword.
Ye Chuan's heart moved. From this, it can be seen that the child's parents may be practitioners. In fact, the entire Huangsha Ancient City may be practitioners, or they may be disciples of some sect.
Ye Chuan continued to scroll down. What was recorded in the notebook were all trivial things. Normally, these would be irrelevant and no one would pay attention to the world of a child. But at this time, it was these trivial things written by children on paper that allowed Ye Chuan to peek into the ancient Huangsha City long, long ago and figure out what kind of world it was like.
The diary was quickly turned over, and on the last few pages of the diary, Ye Chuan saw some strange words.
On the third to last page, the child wrote in the last line, Today, mom and dad are quarreling, the uncle and aunt next door are quarreling, Xiaoling's parents are also quarreling, what's wrong with them
On the penultimate page, there was only one sentence in the note. Today, the adults stopped quarreling and kept their faces solemn. Everyone seemed to have lost their souls as the book said. Tomorrow is the day to worship the Sand God. Why is there still no movement at this time of year
On the last page of the note, there were the words "Nie Ni Ni Ni" written on it. The God of Sha was angry. He was about to...
There is a blank space after the word "kuai". Maybe the child suddenly encountered an accident and had no time to write.
Run fast, or something
Ye Chuan was confused. After turning the last page, the notebook was completely broken into pieces. A gust of wind blew over. Ye Chuan's hands and feet were cold and he felt chills. He looked up and saw that there was a dust storm all over the sky again. The strong wind brought in the dust that covered the sky.
After looking around, Ye Chuan walked out of the medicine shop and walked alone on the deserted street.
Now, he still has many doubts in his heart, but he vaguely feels that the current appearance of Huangsha Ancient City is probably inseparable from one person, that is, the Sand God mentioned in the child's notebook. Maybe, that was because the ruler of this desert was a heaven-defying master, or maybe, he was a ruthless monster who destroyed this town in a rage because of something.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the sky is covered with dust, and the ancient city of Huangsha is dark.
Ye Chuan continued to walk forward, looking for anything suspicious and seeing if there were any marks left by the old devil Hei Kui, Zhu Sijia and others. As a result, after walking for half an hour, almost from the east to the west of the city, I still found nothing. He seemed to be the only living person in the entire huge and magnificent castle, and the whole world was silent except for the sound of the raging sandstorm.
A thin black figure suddenly appeared at this moment and quietly approached Ye Chuan under the cover of the sandstorm.
Ye Chuan, who was walking alone on the street, felt something in his heart and suddenly turned around. He saw a black shadow flying back and reaching a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye. It seemed that he did not expect to be discovered by Ye Chuan so quickly, and he was about to run away unexpectedly.
"What a monster, stay here!"
Ye Chuan's eyes lit up and he flew after him, chasing after him against the sandstorm, using all the sky-swallowing talismans in his body faster and faster. It was so dark that I couldn't see what it was for a while, but no matter whether it was a human, a ghost, or a demon, it was the only living creature I encountered after stepping into this ancient Huangsha City. The key to all mysteries.