Ye Chuan walked to a wall and took out a long sword.

The scabbard was full of dust, and it was blown up in one breath, revealing its true face, and there were many lines engraved on the scabbard, like some kind of decoration, and like some kind of magic circle.

With a sonorous sound, Ye Chuan pulled out the long sword in the scabbard, and suddenly, the cold light in the weapons store was overwhelming.

The years have passed, and the scabbard is covered with dust, but the long sword stuck in the scabbard is still sharp. Ye Chuan pulled out a hair and put it on the blade of the sword, and with a gentle blow, the hair broke into two. With a flick of his fingers, this sharp sword trembled and made a buzzing tribrato, the hardness and toughness are very good, although the material is just an ordinary product, but it is also the best product among ordinary products, and it can be sold for a lot of silver taels in the secular world.

What is the reason that the shopkeeper left without even caring about these good weapons?

What kind of story has happened in this ancient city of Huangsha? Where did Zhu Sijia and Hei Kui go, could they be on the other side of this ancient city of Huangsha?

Ye Chuan was puzzled, turned around and walked out, and didn't go far before turning into another shop.

This is a medicine shop, and as soon as you enter the door, you will see a dazzling array of medicine cabinets with the names of medicinal herbs written on them. At a glance, Ye Chuan saw precious medicinal materials such as gastrodia, thunder root and dragon withered grass, and when he opened the cabinet, the medicinal herbs inside had already rotted. Unlike weapons, even well-preserved herbs cannot withstand the erosion of time.

"It's a pity!"

Ye Chuan's soul has not recovered yet, and he thought that he could find some precious medicinal materials to heal his wounds, but unfortunately, he was overjoyed. Shaking his head, he was about to walk out, when he suddenly stopped.

On the stove next to the counter, there is a kettle for boiling water, and there are two cups on the coffee table next to it, a can of good Tieguanyin. It seems that the shopkeeper is making tea to entertain the guests, and then suddenly they all run away without knowing what happened. In the corner next to the coffee table, there was a small table and a small bench, on which was a booklet, a brush was thrown over, and a pair of small shoes were on the ground.

In Ye Chuan's mind, a picture suddenly appeared.

A long, long time ago, this ancient city of Huangsha was full of people coming and going, the shopkeeper was making tea and entertaining guests to discuss business matters, the hostess was busy in the kitchen, and a child was sitting on a small bench writing something seriously, although he was young but very sensible. Suddenly, a catastrophe struck, everyone ran away at once, and the entire castle became an empty city.

Ye Chuan's eyes were deep, as if his gaze had penetrated time and space and saw a scene that had happened here, stood quietly for a while, walked over and picked up the booklet on the small desk.

This is a notebook, which used to be the spiritual sustenance of a child, but unfortunately, after a long time, it has eroded to the point that many words can no longer be seen, and even when you turn it by hand, the paper is broken.

Ye Chuan was cautious, trying to find any clues in this notebook.

This notebook is also very simple, children just scribble a few lines every day.

The words on the first page are blurred;

On the second page, the big overview says that he never wants to go to school again. This is a naughty and somewhat playful child, Ye Chuan smiled, although he was careful enough, but every time he opened it, this page was torn into pieces.

On the third page, the child makes a wish to one day have a little flying sword of his own.

Ye Chuan's heart moved, and from this point, it could be seen that the child's parents may be cultivators, and even, the entire Huangsha Ancient City can cultivate, or some kind of sect disciple.

Ye Chuan continued to flip down, and the notebook recorded some trivial things, in normal times, these are not important, and no one will pay attention to the world of a child. But at this time, it was these trivial things written on paper by children that allowed Ye Chuan to peek into the ancient city of Huangsha a long, long time ago, and calculate what kind of world it was.

The diary was quickly flipped, and in the last few pages of the diary, Ye Chuan saw some strange words.

On the penultimate page, the child wrote in the last line, today, Mom and Dad are quarreling, the uncle and aunt next door are arguing, and Xiaoling's Mom and Dad are also arguing, what's wrong with them?

On the penultimate page, there is only one sentence on the note, today, the adults don't quarrel, they all keep their faces calm and don't speak, everyone seems to have lost their souls as the book says, tomorrow is the day to worship the sand god, why haven't there been any movement at this time this year.

On the last page, a few words were written on the note, and the sand god was angry, and he was ......

After the word "fast", there is a blank, maybe the child suddenly encountered some accident and was too late to write.

Run, or what?

Ye Chuan was puzzled in his heart, and when he turned the last page, the notebook was completely cracked into pieces. A gust of wind blew, Ye Chuan's hands and feet were cold and he felt a chill, and when he looked up, there was a sandstorm full of dust outside, and the wind wrapped in the sand and dust that covered the sky and the sun.

After looking around, Ye Chuan walked out of the medicinal herb shop and walked alone on the empty and uninhabited street.

Now, he still has a lot of doubts in his heart, but he vaguely feels that the current appearance of the ancient city of Huangsha is very likely to be inseparable from one person, that is, the sand god mentioned in the child's notebook. Perhaps, it was the lord of the desert who was a master of rebellion, or perhaps, a ruthless peerless demon who destroyed the town in a fit of rage.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, the sky was covered with sand and dust, and the ancient city of Huangsha was pitch black.

Ye Chuan continued to walk forward, looking for anything suspicious, to see if there were any marks left by the old devil Hei Kui and Zhu Sijia and others. As a result, after walking for half an hour, they were almost from the east of the city to the west of the city, and still found nothing. In the entire huge and magnificent castle, it seems that he is the only living person, and the whole world is silent only the sound of sandstorms.

A thin black shadow suddenly appeared at this time, quietly approaching Ye Chuan under the cover of the sandstorm.

Ye Chuan, who was walking alone on the street, suddenly turned around, only to see a black shadow flying back quickly and reaching a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye, as if he didn't expect to be discovered by Ye Chuan so soon, and he was about to flee unexpectedly.

"What a demon, stay for me!"

Ye Chuan's eyes lit up and he flew to catch up, chasing after the sandstorm relentlessly, and the speed of all the Heaven Devouring Talismans in his body became faster and faster. The black one couldn't see what it was for a while, but no matter whether the other party was a human, a ghost or a demon, he was the only living creature he encountered after stepping into this ancient city of Huangsha, and it was probably the key to solving all the mysteries of the ancient city of Huangsha.