PNB Chapter 119 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Ghost Hunter 35
Chapter 119 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Ghost Hunter 35
The voice, though still somewhat weak, carried a unique calmness.
It seems that in this call, there is an exploration of certain memories of the past, as well as a reflection on the current situation.
His eyes were fixed on Jun Sui, as if waiting for a response from the other party to resolve the slight confusion in his heart.
Jun Sui was slightly taken aback, then revealed a gentle smile, a smile as comforting as a spring breeze.
He took a step forward and responded softly:
"Luan Shayuan, how have you been?"
His voice was clear and powerful, echoing in the air.
The crowd's gazes shifted back and forth between the two, seemingly anticipating what would happen next.
At this moment, Yun Rancang frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes, and asked:
"Do you know?"
Jun Sui nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on Luan Shayuan, and slowly said:
“Oh, I made him work for me, and he borrowed the Netherworld Sword from me.”
Yun Ran Cang seemed to be deep in thought, various ideas flashing through his mind.
Meanwhile, Jun Li Que, with sharp, piercing eyes, stared intently at Jun Sui, his tone questioning:
"How do you know that sword is called Netherworld?"
That gaze seemed to pierce through one's heart, making one unconsciously feel a sense of oppression under its gaze.
Jun Sui remained calm and composed, meeting Jun Li Que's gaze with an air of serenity, as if he had been prepared to deal with such questions.
He raised his chin slightly and said slowly, "This sword is no ordinary item. Since I lent it out, I naturally know its name."
Jun Li Que's eyes were still full of doubt, but he couldn't find any words to refute her. He just stared at Jun Sui in silence, and the atmosphere became a little tense at this moment.
Yun Rancang frowned slightly and muttered to himself:
"Strange, why does this Netherworld Sword sound so familiar?"
Where exactly did I hear that name before?
That familiar feeling, like a faint thread, kept swirling in my mind, yet I could never clearly recall its specific origin.
Yun Suisi looked puzzled, his eyes filled with contemplation. He slowly spoke:
“This village is eerie in every way. What’s going on?”
What is the connection between it and the patterns on Qinglan's coffin?
And why did you fall into the illusion of your inner demons?
This series of mysteries, like layers of fog, shrouds us, making it difficult to see the truth.
Luan Shayuan appeared extremely "weak" at this moment, leaning gently against Li Qinglan's chest, as if he had found a safe haven.
His fingers casually played with Li Qinglan's fingers, the delicate touch seemingly bringing him a sense of comfort.
His eyes were somewhat unfocused, as if he were lost in thought.
Li Qinglan looked at him quietly, her eyes full of tenderness and concern.
Luan Shayuan slightly raised his eyes, a complex expression flashing in them, and slowly said:
"This is the burial place of my sister-in-law and brother."
To prevent outsiders from disturbing her eternal rest with her brother, her sister-in-law resolutely brought out the family's secret treasure.
With her extraordinary power, she placed the treasure in one place and meticulously created this series of illusions.
Within this illusion, the seemingly peaceful village actually harbors deadly dangers, capable of killing without a trace.
Those who rashly intrude often find themselves unknowingly trapped in a desperate situation from which they cannot extricate themselves.
He sighed softly and continued:
"Therefore, this entire village is actually an illusion created by a secret treasure."
It may seem ordinary, but it is full of mystery and danger.
As for the patterns on the coffin, they were a unique mark of the sister-in-law's family.
Once, those patterns represented the family's glory and heritage.
However, since her sister-in-law died, no one has been able to master that unique skill.
Those patterns gradually faded into a forgotten memory.
Yun Suisi frowned slightly, his gaze fixed on Luan Shayuan, and pressed on with another question:
"Then you still haven't explained why you fell into the illusion."
Luan Shayuan was speechless for a moment, his heart filled with turmoil.
"..."
He pondered to himself, "Do I really have to answer?"
This was a question he found very difficult to answer.
Seeing that Luan Shayuan's expression was off, Yun Suisi's doubts deepened.
His gaze swept back and forth over Luan Shayuan, and he said, puzzled:
"Can't you tell me? Luan Shayuan, are you still trying to hide it from Qinglan? What exactly are you worried about?"
Upon hearing this, alarm bells rang in Luan Shayuan's mind.
He knew very well that he absolutely could not allow Li Qinglan to have any doubts about him.
He quickly and tightly intertwined his fingers with Li Qinglan's, as if this would convey his determination.
His eyes were fixed firmly on Li Qinglan as he said urgently:
"Qinglan, you have to believe me, I have no intention of hiding anything from you."
But this is a long story, and I... I don't know where to begin.
Li Qinglan keenly received Yun Suisi's signal and immediately decided to cooperate in this play.
He lowered his eyes slightly, feigning sadness, his eyes filled with bitterness and disappointment.
He looked as if he had been deeply hurt, which made people feel sorry for him.
He shook his head slightly, his voice trembling slightly:
"It is only right for the Ninth Prince to keep it from me, Young Master Yun need not ask."
Seeing this, Yun Suisi slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile, and said in response:
"Oh, that's how it is."
Upon hearing this, Luan Shayuan immediately became anxious.
He quickly turned around, gently but firmly cupped Li Qinglan's face in his hands, and locked his gaze firmly into her eyes.
His eyes were filled with anxiety and regret as he hurriedly explained:
"No, Qinglan, it's not what you think."
It's because when I came out of the underworld, my heart and eyes were filled with nothing but you.
I came here immediately, looking for my own marker, just to pinpoint your location.
But who knew that I was so excited to see you that I became careless and accidentally fell into this treasure illusion.
So... that's why the inner demon illusion came about later.
I really didn't mean to hide it from you; I just felt a little ashamed about it.
Qinglan, you must believe me.
His voice trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of losing Li Qinglan's trust.
His eyes were full of expectation, longing for Li Qinglan to understand him and forgive him.
Li Qinglan slightly raised her eyes, her eyes glistening with tears, yet she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
He gently bit his lower lip, his tone tinged with a hint of sorrow:
"Since Your Excellency says so, then so be it."
What can I do? I'm just an insignificant person.
Luan Shayuan's heart tightened, and he said even more anxiously:
"Qinglan, you must not think like that."
In my heart, you are the most important person.
I swear, I will never hide anything again.
Li Qinglan sighed softly, her expression a mixture of helplessness and resignation:
"Well, how could I not believe what Your Excellency says? I just hope that Your Excellency will not hurt me any more."
Yun Suisi looked at the two of them, his smile widening.
He coughed lightly and said, "Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, let's get down to business."
Yun Rancang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had thought of something crucial, and he clapped his hands sharply.
The crisp sound, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly attracted everyone's attention.
All eyes turned to her, their gazes filled with doubt and curiosity.
Yun Suisi frowned slightly, his eyes full of concern, and asked softly:
"Ayu, what's wrong?"
Without hesitation, Yun Rancang grabbed her brother's hand and pulled him tightly behind her.
Her face was full of tension, and her body was slightly tense, as if she were ready to deal with any possible danger at any moment.
She looked at Jun Sui warily, her eyes revealing complex emotions.