Chapter 2270 Memory Recovery (1)

In a secret location closest to the foot of the mountain in the village, a small bamboo building appeared in front of the two of them.

The doors and windows of Xiaozhu Building were all tightly closed.

The wind from the mountains rustled the bamboo forest behind the house.

The whole small bamboo building was deathly silent.

There is nothing there, but there is always a feeling of being stared at.

Standing in this shadowed corner, one can't help but feel chills running down his back.

Lan Yue has long been used to seeing all kinds of strong winds and waves. Even when traveling on a battlefield full of dead people, she has never felt such a strange feeling.

A layer of sweat broke out involuntarily on the palms of his hands, and he held Xiao Chen's hand tightly.

Xiao Chen smiled and hugged her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Idiot, what are you afraid of when I'm here."

Leaning against his strong and warm chest, the chill behind Lan Yue finally slowly disappeared.

She exhaled slightly, and with a slightly uneasy heart, she settled down. She couldn't help but put a little more into his arms, and said, "Yes."

A smile overflowed from Xiao Chen's eyes. Because of Lan Yue's own growth experience, she was rarely afraid of anything.

Except when the two of them were in bed, she almost never appeared in this kind of loving moment.

Xiao Chen seriously thought about some of the most famous haunted houses in the world. When the matter is over, taking Lan Yue to visit those places seems to be a good choice.

Of course, it's better not to tell Lan Yue about this kind of thing in advance.

Holding the person in his arms, he walked forward to the front of the small bamboo building.

The feeling of being stared at by something became stronger and stronger, and even Xiao Chen couldn't help but frown slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked carefully at the small bamboo building in front of him.

The windows and doors were all closed, and there was no atmosphere at all.

This doesn't look like a place where people live at all.

It's a sunny morning, but standing here, I can't feel the warmth of the sun at all.

It seems that a few meters away, the dividing line between light and darkness completely separates this place from the outside into two completely different worlds.

Xiao Chen pursed his lips, turned to Lan Yue and said, "Wait for me here first."

Lan Yue nodded, "Then be careful."

Although the owner of the house where they lived before, Aman, said that with the disappearance of the previous generation of saints, the Gu magic here has been lost.

But after all, this is the origin of Gu magic, which has gone through thousands of years.

Whether it was really lost or not, no one knows.

The owner of this small bamboo building is the father of the previous generation of saints. If he really didn't understand anything, Aman wouldn't have let them come here to find him.

And the feeling of being followed like a shadow is really weird.

"Yes." Xiao Chen let go of Lan Yue.

When I walked to the door, I saw that the small bamboo building was on stilts, and the door was still dozens of centimeters from the ground.

Xiao Chen pursed his lower lip and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Before he could strike with his fingers, the sense of crisis he had honed over a long period of time immediately made him feel the crisis coming from behind.

At the same time, "Xiao Chen, be careful."

Lan Yue, who was not far behind, exclaimed and quickly rushed towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen quickly turned his body sideways, and a black shadow flew past his face, leaving a faint fishy smell behind.

Lan Yue also happened to rush in front of him, groaned, and hugged him tightly.

Xiao Chen's expression changed, and he hurriedly reached out to catch her, "Lanyue, how are you? Where are you injured?"