Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2053 Enchanted

The cold iron door was closed tightly in front of his eyes, as if no one had ever entered.

Chu Yan knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the door in front of him.

Is that... a dream?
He lowered his head slowly, silently looking at his blood-stained pants.

The wound on the thigh has healed.

But the sense of emptiness in his body due to the depletion of true energy still persists, and it is impossible for him to heal his wounds by his own strength.

Then why?

How did he get out?

Chu Yan raised his head again, looking at the iron gate in front of him.

A cold iron door separated the two worlds.

All the secrets are hidden in it.

Chu Yan stared at the door and slowly stood up.

He stretched out his hand to the iron door in front of him, but his palm stayed in front of the iron lock, unable to move because of fear.

The key tied around his neck fell from his neck, and Chu Yan's arm froze in mid-air, like a dead branch.

The next moment, he turned around with heavy steps and began to climb back along the wet stone steps.

The lantern and the basket were left in the dark room, and he was the only one who came out. The corridor was pitch-black. Chu Yan groped the rock wall and climbed up, his steps getting faster and faster, as if he was running for his life.

No, he was really running for his life.

The light gradually appeared in the distance, and the formation he opened up fell headlong towards the light in front of him.

"Huh, huh..."

With the soles of his feet on the ground again, Chu Yan walked around the corner, gasping for breath while holding on to the wall, staring blankly at the familiar underground palace in front of him.

Until then, he felt alive again.

He was light, tired and hungry, his mind went blank, and he had an inexplicable feeling of returning from another world.

Chu Yan supported the wall and sat weakly on the ground.

Just then, a childish voice came from behind him.

"Brother Chu?"

The 13-year-old Chu Yan was startled and turned his head suddenly, only to see a little boy wearing a Shura mask standing on the other side of the corner, looking at him with burning eyes.

Looking at the small figure, Chu Yan narrowed his eyes.

This boy was a head shorter than him, only about ten years old.

The Shura mask on the boy's face was twice as big as his face, but the pair of green pupils shining through the mask were so breathtaking that it was hard to imagine that they were just the eyes of a ten-year-old child.

In the depths of the underground palace of the Chanyuan, only disciples who have reached a certain status can enter.And this young man is the youngest disciple who can walk deep in the underground palace of the Buddhist monastery.

No, at that time he was not considered a formal disciple of the Buddhist monastery. Just a few years later, this child would do even more terrible things and become a more powerful person.

At that time, they were just children, and they were at the turning point of their lives.

Chu Yan supported the wall and stood up, crossing his hands and saluting the boy in front of him, "Uncle."

That's right, although this boy is younger than him, he is his cousin in terms of seniority.More importantly, this person has a surname that is more noble than his mother's family, so he has to respect this child.

"Well, don't be too polite."

Chunyu Ye, who was only ten years old back then, put his hands behind his back, smiled slightly, and asked curiously, "Chu Yan, what are you doing here?"

His tone was as innocent as a child's, but Chu Yan knew that the child's city was not inferior to any adult.

"It's nothing." He raised a smile, "It's just that halfway through the walk, my feet are soft, which makes you worry, Uncle."

"By the way, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

Talking to Chunyu Ye means talking more and making more mistakes, it is better to have less contact.When he entered the monastery, his mother had carefully told him to be careful of the men in Chunyu's family.

Chun Yuye was directly brought into the Buddhist monastery by the owner of the Zen monastery, and there seemed to be an unknown secret relationship between the two.Such a person is not something he can afford now.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Chu Yan closed his eyes, bowed to Chunyu Ye flatteringly, then turned and left quickly.

But until he went far away, Chu Yan could feel Chunyuye's thoughtful eyes watching him from behind.

……

……

"Everything you see underground, if it is known to others, you will stay underground forever."

Until Chu Yan returned to his room and locked the door tightly, the words of the master of the Chanyuan kept echoing in his mind.

He slid down against the door panel with his back, only to realize that he was already covered in cold sweat.

It was already dark outside, he went underground around early in the morning, and it was dusk when he came back.

It's just a day, but it's as long as a year.

Chu Yan stood up, took off his sweaty clothes, and stood in front of the bronze mirror like a newborn baby.

He fixedly stared at the key hanging on his chest and the wound at the base of his thigh.

At this moment, the girl's face emerged from the depths of the bronze mirror.

No, what was he thinking!

Chu Yan shook his head violently, staring at his embarrassed self in the mirror.

It's a blessing that he was able to save his life this trip, no one knows if such a lucky thing will happen again, does he still want to go down to die?

When the master of the monastery asked him to go down, he probably didn't expect that the iron gate would close by itself from the outside.If he didn't go down, the Chan Master might take his anger out on him when he came back, but relying on his mother clan's mediation, it might not be impossible to save his life.

But if he goes again tomorrow...

He could well die tomorrow.

No, no, he can't go anymore.

Chu Yan picked up the clean clothes on the bed and changed them on his body. While getting dressed, a thought kept circling in his mind.

The firewood is only enough to burn for a day.

Would the fire go out if he didn't add wood?Will that girl disappear just like that?

No, no, in the dream he had before he came out, the fire didn't exist at all, and he didn't see the girl with his own eyes, and it was just a phantom.

Is he going to risk his life for a person who doesn't even know whether he really exists?
Then there is something wrong with his mind.

not going!
Chu Yan threw himself on the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover his head.

He made up his mind not to go down tomorrow.

Such a terrifying underground, he will never go down again in his life.

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……

The next day, early in the morning.

Chu Yan carried a basket of firewood on his back and stood silently at the corner of the underground palace of the Buddhist monastery.

It was quiet all around, because it was still early, and most of the disciples of the Chanyuan were still asleep.

Chu Yan stared at the empty corner of the wall in front of him, his eyes seemed to be dead.

Can anyone tell him what he is doing?
At this moment, he really hoped that that kid Chunyuye would appear in the corner, ask him where he was going, wake him up from this weird behavior, and let him do what he should do.

Instead of standing at the door with a basket of firewood early in the morning like a big fool.

But Chunyu Ye didn't show up, that kid went back to the White Wolf Royal Court yesterday.

Chu Yan faced the wall with a basket of firewood on his back for a long time, raised his hand, and drew a few lines on the wall.

With a slight click, the bricks in front of him moved apart.

A dark hole appeared in front of his eyes.

　Brother killer slaps his face too fast like a tornado
　　Chunyu Ye, who told you not to be there that day?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)