The Ghost Scholar Tree

"You think they'll follow Omeprazole and the others to Yuzhou?"

As they left town, quite a few people hid in corners, watching Xiao Ran and the others' retreating figures. Their prying eyes naturally didn't escape Xiao Ran's notice.

Even Huang Le could feel their gazes.

"I don't know." Xiao Ran walked ahead and shook his head. "Maybe some people are willing to take a chance. I don't think there'll be many. I left a message for Omeprazole, telling him to help them as much as he can, but I'm not sure how much he'll be able to do."

Xiao Ran wasn't some saint who went around saving the suffering.

If Huang Chao's actions hadn't already threatened Yuzhou, Xiao Ran wouldn't have considered heading to Chang'an and stepping into a trap he knew was waiting for him.

Leaden clouds hung low over the official road as Xiao Ran and his companions hurried north along the abandoned post road.

On both sides, the locust trees twisted their branches into bony claws reaching for the sky. Dark red sap seeped from their bark, carrying a rusty, bloody stench.

Xiao Ran and the others had grown used to it. The farther north they went, the more sinister the surroundings seemed to become.

"Strange!"

Walking at the front, Xiao Ran continually swept his mental power over the area. He'd hoped to find a few Yin Souls to ask about what lay ahead, but after traveling for so long, he hadn't seen a single one.

This was the first time Xiao Ran had encountered anything like it. This was the Maze City, after all. A Maze City without ghosts was as strange as an aquarium without fish.

"Xiao Ran, is this mirror really safe? I won't turn into some kind of monster after using it, will