Chapter 25: Red Dust
He Yi'an stared at the woman in front of him tightly, his eyes sharp as a sword.
The atmosphere suddenly froze, and after a while, the woman sneered: "He Yi'an, your longevity is over, the one who was beheaded is you, if you don't go with me, you won't be able to stay in this world." ”
"Can I live with you?" He Yi'an raised his eyebrows.
"Not only can I live if I go with me, but there are many female goblins who are as beautiful as me. As if seeing through He Yi'an's thoughts, the tip of his crimson tongue licked slightly on his red lips, "My name is Mei Qingyan, and I am from Hongchen." ”
"Glamorous, good name. He An smiled, "What kind of place is Hongchen?"
"You'll know when you go. "Mei Qingyan sells Guanzi.
In the spring of Zhenguan's 22nd year, Mei Qingyan bought a carriage from Chang'an Automobile Company, let him get into the carriage and then left Chang'an City from the north gate.
He Yi'an looked back, and the big city that he had lived in for more than ten years became small, and finally engraved it in his mind.
The speed of the carriage is getting faster and faster, and it is so turbulent that the internal organs are tumbling and tumbling.
"Vomit!" As soon as the carriage stopped, He Yi'an crouched on the side and vomited.
Six or seven days later, they have arrived at a Gobi, and the yellow sand in their eyes makes him feel at ease, these days, they have crossed the Tang Dynasty all the way.
"Where the hell are we going?" asked He Yi'an.
Mei Qingyan seems to have changed as a person, and she doesn't talk to him these days, just cares about hurrying.
Picking up the water and dry food from the wagon, why did he sit down on the rocks and eat, he knew that he would soon start his journey again.
"Wow!" a cold light made He Yi'an's hair stand on end, and he stuck to the stone against his thigh.
He Yi'an finally couldn't help it, and scolded: "What's the matter with you mother-in-law? I ask you not to say anything, if you are dissatisfied with me, it is a big deal to send me back to Chang'an, and we will break up." ”
Mei Qingyan looked at He Yi'an coldly, and her eyes seemed to be about to eat him.
"I've been looking for you for more than ten years, and I'm sending you back to Chang'an?
Heavenly Demon?He Yi'an's mind was full of doubts, but looking at her appearance, he didn't dare to ask more.
Mei Qingyan walked over and pulled out the dagger, and to He Yi'an's surprise, there was a one-inch-long purple and black scorpion nailed to it.
Why was An afraid for a while, if it weren't for Mei Qingyan, wouldn't he be bitten by that scorpion to death?
Later, there were more and more weird things.
When he slept, he was haunted by pythons, when he was fetching water, he drank poisonous insects, and even, inexplicable stones on the road almost stoned him to death.
He Yi'an gritted his teeth and grabbed Mei Qingyan tightly: "What the hell is going on?"
Mei Qingyan's voice was cold: "I said that your longevity is over, this is God asking for your life." ”
"Asking for your life?" "Why do you want to ask for my life?" ”
"How old are you now. ”
"There are still three days to turn eighteen. ”
Mei Qingyan nodded: "You did all the bad things in your last life, so you can only live to be eighteen years old, if I hadn't saved you, you would have been a substitute for others in Chang'an." ”
He Yi'an suddenly recalled that all kinds of bizarre and strange accidents these days, a cool air spread throughout the body.
How can the things of the previous life be counted on him?
"So what should I do?"
"Follow me, and you will naturally live. ”
The carriage continued to set off, and He Yi'an didn't know whether he should believe in Mei Qingyan or not.
Until that day, He Yi'an unexpectedly saw the carriage crossing the sky, and he finally knew why this carriage never had to change horses, never needed to rest, maybe, it was really saved?
Mei Qingyan seemed to be more anxious, except for, other things were left for him to solve in the car.
Until one day, the carriage finally stopped.
"Come out!" Mei Qingyan's cold voice came.
He Yi'an walked out of the carriage with a pale face, looking left and right, the death crises have come one after another these days, making him feel unbearable.
"Let's go. "Mei Qingyan leads the way.
He Yi'an pointed to the carriage and wanted to ask what to do with the carriage, it couldn't just be left here.
Before he could say anything, in his horrified gaze, the originally majestic black horse turned into a skeleton in the blink of an eye and fell down with a bang.
He Yi'an swallowed his saliva, didn't dare to speak, and followed Mei Qingyan.
Surrounded by lush vegetation, a dark and deep passage led in the unknown direction, and a few natives with strange headdresses walked slowly not far away.
"Woo-woo-woo!" they said something that He Yi'an didn't understand, and seemed not to let them into the passage.
He Yi'an was still thinking about how to communicate with them, but saw Mei Qingyan directly holding one in his hand and throwing three or four natives into the passage.
The rest of the natives were terrified, and they looked at Mei Qingyan with angry faces, but they couldn't help but retreat far away.
At this moment, a terrible cry was heard from the passage, and the natives fell to their knees, bowing and worshipping.
A native ran out in a panic, and before he had gone far, a black and red vine suddenly sprang out of the passage and dragged him back.
He Yi'an could see clearly, the black was the color of the vine itself, and the red was the blood stained on it, which was very penetrating.
The screams gradually stopped, and the remaining natives were still in shock, they looked at Mei Qingyan and He Yi'an, and they wanted to stop but didn't dare to step forward.
He Yi'an was also a little frightened, and at this time, something even more terrifying happened to him.
"Get in!"
He Yi'an looked at Mei Qingyan in disbelief: "You're not kidding, are you?"
"If you don't go in, I'll throw you in. From Mei Qingyan's murderous eyes, he knew it wasn't a joke.
He Yi'an was very entangled, but when Mei Qingyan put the knife on his neck that had been stained with countless blood along the way, he finally gritted his teeth and walked in.
As soon as he entered the passage, a pungent smell of blood made He Yi'an almost vomit.
By the faint light outside, he could see that the walls of the passage were almost covered with the same black vines as they had just been, and there were still corpses hanging from them, tightly wrapped in vines, and occasionally revealing a face of pain and hideousness, which made him feel like he was in the middle of a dead soul.
He subconsciously retreated, but it was too late, and those vines came to life and rolled towards him.
He Yi'an thought that he was dead, his eyes were closed, and his whole body trembled.
However, the expected pain did not come, and he opened a crack to find that the vines had retracted at some point.
He An was surprised, and Mei Qingyan, who was waiting outside, saw this scene, and his eyes flashed: "The legend is really true, only the Heavenly Demon can make these ghost vines retreat." ”
He Yi'an was still in a daze, but was pushed by Mei Qingyan.
"Why are you still stunned, go forward!" Mei Qingyan urged behind He Yi'an.
He Yi'an kept walking forward under the push of Mei Qingyan, and he found that as long as it was within a range of five zhang near him, all the black vines would retreat, which made him curious, and after walking for a long time, he finally saw some light in front of him.
After He Yi'an stepped over, his eyes suddenly lit up.