Chapter 48: The Blue Demon

  I had a dream in the dormitory before, which I mentioned many times, and there were many scenes on this road that matched that dream. I got lost in the desert, vaguely brought by a blue-faced man to the front of a palace, through a long stone corridor, he took me into a grand hall, only roughly saw the decorations inside, and then woke up with a start, and was also ridiculed by Lao Si for watching Avatar too much.

  The environment around me now is very similar to that stone corridor at that time, and for a moment I even couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. Before, I hastily passed by in my dreams, but now I carefully examine this stone corridor, which is very spacious, with huge round stone pillars evenly distributed on both sides. These stone pillars are about waist-high, and blue flames burning on the pillars illuminate the entire passageway. The long stone corridor is set off against the blue light, making it look even more eerie.

  Although the entire stone corridor was ablaze with fire, I couldn't feel a hint of warmth, and instead felt an eerie chill. The nine worms in my ear stirred slightly, and sensing their presence, I let out a sigh of relief in my heart. This shouldn't be an illusory space, right?

  The walls of the stone corridor were a gigantic mural, I took a rough look and found that they all showed fragments of life from the ancient country of Taishan. The skin of the people in this country seemed to be blue, with varying shades of color, otherwise they didn't seem to be much different from us. They could ride a kind of bird-like deity similar to an eagle, freely shuttling through the sky. This deity looked very familiar, my first reaction was the Jiutian Kunpeng from ancient legends.

  I was amazed to see the ancient buildings of Takshashila, they didn't resemble any dynasty's architecture in our country. Their buildings were all round-topped columns, somewhat European-style, each column carved into different figures, the more I looked, the more it resembled the Parthenon Temple of ancient Greece. How could a Western Region kingdom from thousands of years ago be connected to ancient Greece? Was it just a coincidence? I couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I thought.

  A gigantic tree on the right side attracted me, and it was unclear what kind of tree this was. The tree was depicted as enormous in the mural, with people below only as big as ants. The entire tree was silver, without a single leaf, just bare branches. However, on the largest branch, a light green fruit had grown. The blue-faced people below were gazing up at it with reverent eyes. It seemed like something was painted inside the fruit, but I couldn't quite make it out. Just as I was about to take a closer look, I suddenly heard scattered noises and footsteps, and it seemed that a group of people was approaching me.

  "How does this corridor turn and twist?" A familiar female voice came, I listened carefully, wasn't this Yang Cangcang? Wouldn't it be a mirror person again.

  "Hurry up and run, hiding for a while is just for a while, if we get caught by them, it's all over." Lao San said in a terrified tone, then I heard the sound of rapid footsteps, and the rest of the people also quickened their pace.

  After turning the corner, Karamay asked: "Xiao Lao, do you know what place this is?" As soon as they looked up, everyone saw me in the corridor and was stunned.

  "Is there an echo?" Lao San turned to Fu Ma.

  Fu Ma squinted his eyes and shook his head: "No, it should be Jun Yang."

  "Are... are you my second brother?" asked Lao San with half doubt and half faith.

  I looked at their familiar eyes and felt an indescribable excitement. I was like a nodding machine, vigorously nodding my head towards Old Three.

  "You... are you really my second brother? What color underwear am I wearing today?"

  Yang Cangcang gave him a disdainful glance: "Can't you be serious for once, Die Junyang? Where did you run off to? We've all gathered here, only you're missing. We've been waiting for half a day and still haven't seen you."

  I couldn't help but laugh and let out a sigh of relief, this was definitely them, I could be certain. "Didn't you guys all fall for the mirror array? Later on, a group of fake versions of you appeared, and I even went with them to see Old Man Tianji."

  "What? Heaven's secret old man? Didn't you see Li Xunhuan? And that mirror is really evil, it cracked open and out came a person who looks just like us. We're all trapped inside the mirror, didn't you notice we've been knocking on the mirror? The one outside is imitating me, but most importantly, why does he look so ugly when he knocks? What a waste of my handsome face." Lao San said with a smirk, winking at Yang Cangcang, who ignored her. "By the way, how come Second Brother is fine?"

  Lao San supported himself on the horse and walked forward, embracing my neck. He seemed a bit weak, as if he had just been injured. With a faint breath, he said: "Jun Yang, are you okay? Then how did you know it wasn't us later?"

  "The personality gap is too big, and there's also Wu Zihan."

  "Wu Zihan? Why didn't he come back with you?" Yang Cangcang looked around, and Lao San hummed a sound beside her.

  "Didn't he meet up with you guys? We were originally together, but then I somehow fell into another group." I said, shuddering all over, that black Wednesday was truly an unpleasant past.

  "We haven't seen Zi Han's brother, he said he was going to save you and never came back," Karamay said.

  Xiao Lao hurried over, revealing a look of relief, "Old man is glad to see you again, Jun Yang little friend, you just mentioned Tian Ji old man, is he an old man with a shrimp tail?"

  I nodded, and Xiao Lao excitedly said: "He's a divine person, can infer yin and yang, can see through fate, did he draw an oracle for you?"

  "He said two Zen phrases, I didn't understand at all."

  "Tell me about it—" Xiao Lao gazed at me with longing eyes.

  Suddenly, another urgent footsteps came from behind, and the number of people seemed to be quite a few. Everyone immediately stopped talking and looked back in horror. "Let's go quickly, don't bother with greetings." Karamay opened his eyes wide and started running forward.

  "Who's chasing after us?" I asked while running.

  "A group of blue-faced zombies, it's really scary." Lao San's tone was full of terror. Had the people of Daiyuguo all turned into zombies? I thought as I ran.

  After running for a few steps, the stone corridor came to an end. A huge stone gate blocked our way. "Look for the mechanism," Karamay shouted anxiously. "A gate this big must have a mechanism that can open it."

  We frantically started searching for a mechanism, the zombies behind us getting closer and closer. I took a glance back and broke out in cold sweat. These people were absolutely not from the ancient country of Dai Yu Guo. They wore modern clothes, had modern hairstyles, their faces were a bluish-green color, not the blue I saw in the murals, and under their wrinkled skin, red blood vessels were visible. Their mouths were full of fangs, their eyes were all white, their fingernails were black and extremely long. There were at least fifty of them. This group of zombies didn't move very fast, they twisted and turned, stuck out their tongues, and let out wailing sounds like ghosts.

  "Hurry...hurry up, I don't want to end up like this." Lao San's face turned green with anxiety as he clutched the machete. But the more they walked, the more they couldn't find a switch, and this corridor was just a passageway - they were almost at their wit's end.

  Fu Ma smiled and said, "In that case, let's just go all out."

  "Nine insects, nine insects, come out quickly—" But unexpectedly this little guy seemed to be afraid, hiding in my ear and shrinking into a ball, refusing to say anything.

  Yang Cangcang pinched her waist and said: "What's the use of this dead bug, go feed it to the zombies."

  Suddenly, a loud noise, the wall that was originally seamless suddenly opened a door, scaring us all, Wu Zihan poked out his head and waved at us: "Come in quickly -"

  Yang Cangcang was the first to jump up: "Zihan——" Then swoosh, she rushed in, the blue-faced zombies were getting closer and closer to us, so we quickly followed her in. The blue-faced zombie saw this and chased after us to the door, Wu Zihan hurriedly slammed the door shut, isolating the zombies outside.

  We all let out a sigh of relief, and I was excited to see Wu Zihan again. "Zihan brother, thank you for saving me from Tianji Old Man and the Wheel of Reincarnation that time, otherwise..." I scratched my head and smiled at Wu Zihan, only to find his face pale and weak, covered in bloodstains, with bruises all over his body, some of which were still bleeding. There were also several severed heads of the blue-faced zombies from before rolling on the ground, and Lao San couldn't help but shudder when he saw them.

  He silently looked at me and said: "I didn't save you, that was just your own illusion, you saved yourself."

  "Zi Han, how did you get hurt? Were you beaten by this group of blue-faced zombies? They're actually so powerful, even you got injured like this." Yang Cangcang looked at Wu Zihan with concern.

  "Are these people from the ancient country of Taishan?" Lao San asked Xiao Lao.

  Xiao Lao shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. "It's the Blue Demon people, not the Blue Jade people." Wu Zihan said to himself while looking at the wound.

  "Blue Demon?" Karamay narrowed his eyes as if he had thought of something, and Puma's expression suddenly became extremely terrified. His originally pale face looked even more ghastly.

  "The people of the ancient five nations were called the Blue Clan, most of whom knew some spiritual arts. Some greedy people coveted their divine power and drank the blood of the Blue Clan, but ultimately couldn't withstand the immense power of the primordial force, so they became the Blue Devils, with their hearts completely controlled by desire, turning into mindless zombies." Xiao Lao explained thoughtfully.

  "Will they become zombies if they get caught?" Lao San stared tightly at Wu Zihan.

  "If it were us, we definitely would. But if it's Zi Han and his brothers, then it's not necessarily the case."

  "What kind of place is this?" Kalamayi looked around in a circle, just now only paying attention to speaking, didn't carefully observe the house.

  The room was very large, and near the wall roots inside, many large vats were placed in rows, at least two hundred mouths, similar to those used in rural areas to hold water. I took a peek and found that they were all filled with blue **.

  "What is this blue thing?" I asked Wu Zihan.

  "Blood, the blood of the Blue Clan." Wu Zihan said expressionlessly, while drawing something on the ground.

  "Here... " I suddenly realized something.

  Suddenly, more than 200 jars all at once spouted out many human heads, their faces were also like the blue demons from earlier.