TRYMBPIETM 134: When I went in the Past (16)
by LotusThe sound of thunder never ceased.
Outside the Mountain God Temple, the rain intensified.
Shen Wenxu sat back down on the ground, his face wearing a mad yet gentle smile, blood dripping from his cuffs with a soft ticking sound.
Half a meter in front of him, the young man in the red robe, his back straight, slowly lost the color of his robes, revealing old cracks.
The ghostly energy surged, slowly creeping up the young man’s fingertips. The face, which always seemed to be bathed in a halo, gradually returned to its original appearance.
The strange sense of affinity and happiness vanished from him, replaced by a cold aura.
It was as if a sculpture draped in human skin had suddenly shed its outer layer, revealing all its true form to the world.
The red-robed youth gave a dark smile.
He didn’t continue scolding Shen Wenxu, nor did he make a move against him. He only cast a deep glance at Shen Wenxu before turning away.
Even from his current distance, it would be effortless for him to kill Shen Wenxu.
Shen Wenxu’s smile paused as he saw the figure begin to dissipate. Without hesitation, he called out, “Hey, you’re just leaving like this?”
“I plotted against you, and you don’t want to get back at me?”
The youth did not respond, nor did he turn back.
A flash of lightning split the sky, and under the bright light of the thunder, his figure vanished like smoke.
Shen Wenxu closed his eyes. “Tch. No wonder he’s been around for so many years. He’s quick to make decisions when it comes to this.”
Since he dared to cooperate with Chi Qingzhou to delay this thing, it meant that from the start, he had prepared himself for death.
He wasn’t afraid of dying, nor did he care if he would die. Unfortunately, even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn’t delay it for a few more minutes.
“However, Qingzhou must have predicted this, right?”
Shen Wenxu turned his gaze, looking at Qing Zhi, who had already stopped breathing, muttering to himself.
“The dragon vein has been tainted, and the old immortal will definitely return quickly to stabilize his situation. Whether it’s delayed a minute or not… it seems doesn’t make much difference?”
“Boom!”
Thunder rumbled.
Shen Wenxu fell silent for a moment. With a bit of strength returning to his body, he stood up and walked out of the Mountain God Temple.
The heavy rain soon soaked his clothes and hair, but he wiped his face casually, walking toward the slope, gazing off into the direction of Linghe Village.
“At this time… Qingzhou and the others should have returned to the place where the crew is stationed, right?”
…
Chi Qingzhou and the others had indeed returned to their station.
The formation set by Shen Wenxu had been altered by Xing Shuangzhan, and if the red-robed youth didn’t want to lose his identity as the dragon vein, he wouldn’t have time to trouble them.
And this modification was thanks to the system.
Chi Qingzhou smiled softly, walking slowly into the station, politely asking the staff to help remove the light-blocking cloth covering the entrance of the moving tomb.
The staff, thinking it was to film the scenes beneath the cloth, quickly called over others to help remove it in the rain.
Chi Qingzhou thanked them, walking through the stone arch and continuing further in.
Standing not far away, holding a camera, Fang Mingge’s heart skipped a beat. He instinctively called out, “Teacher Chi!”
Chi Qingzhou paused, turned around, a look of confusion on his face.
Fang Mingge, nervously gripping the camera, raised his voice and asked, “Teacher Chi, you’re going in now? Teacher Song and the others haven’t arrived yet.”
Chi Qingzhou gave a soft “Mm,” narrowing his eyes. “So, I’ll have to trouble Director Fang later. Once they arrive, you can just have someone speak with them, and when I’m done here, have them come in.”
Fang Mingge responded, hesitating before asking, “Then… is the tomb door already open? Has the key been made?”
Chi Qingzhou shook his head. “It can’t be opened. The key won’t be ready until Teacher Yu returns.”
Fang Mingge asked again, “Then why are you going in?”
Wasn’t the door still closed?
If the door is closed, Cheng Shang can’t come out.
Chi Qingzhou blinked and said, “Just because the door can’t be opened and Cheng Shang can’t come out doesn’t mean I can’t go in.”
Fang Mingge’s face showed a bit of confusion.
Is there a way to get in?
But hadn’t the officials and people from the Xuanxu Sect already tried, and none succeeded?
Chi Qingzhou’s smile deepened.
He walked into the pouring rain, letting the downpour soak his clothes.
Raindrops slid down the strands of hair at his forehead, and a faint hint of red appeared at the corners of his eyes.
Under the dark light, a blurred shadow rose from the ground.
The rain passed through the shadow, falling into the puddles, sending ripples across the water.
The shadow slowly opened its crimson eyes, placed its hands on Chi Qingzhou’s shoulders, and pressed its cheek against his, revealing a smile identical to Chi Qingzhou’s to Fang Mingge.
They spoke simultaneously, “Because they are just humans, but I… am not entirely one.”
Fang Mingge froze.
He stared at the identical figures of Chi Qingzhou and the shadow, his hands clutching the camera trembling uncontrollably.
Chi Qingzhou averted his gaze, turned around, and continued walking toward the stone door.
Another figure solidified behind them.
An umbrella opened above his head, and Xing Shuangzhan glanced at Fang Mingge indifferently, extending a hand to protect Chi Qingzhou’s back as they walked toward the moving tomb together.
Cold sweat drenched Fang Mingge’s forehead and back. He watched the scene on the camera, his eyes closed in fear.
Xing Shuangzhan… seemed to have a shadow.
How could this world-destroying ghost have a physical form?!