Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

At this time, the atmosphere at the entrance of the villa was extremely tense. Hua Yu was approaching Fei and Qing Geng step by step. His fierce momentum made people shudder. On the other side, Zhu Yan carefully protected the little boy Zhuo Yichen and quickly moved towards the mountain temple.

After a lot of running around, they finally arrived in front of the Mountain God Temple. However, before Zhu Yan could catch his breath and steady himself, Zhuo Yichen couldn't wait to break free from his arms and rushed into the Mountain God Temple like an arrow.

"Father! Brother! Where are you?" Zhuo Yichen shouted at the top of his lungs while running hard. His childish but anxious voice echoed in the silent mountain temple, as if it could penetrate the layers of stone walls and reach every corner.

In this way, Zhuo Yichen ran and shouted all the way, and finally alarmed the two mountain gods in the temple - Ying Zhao and Zhu Yin. They slowly walked out of the darkness and looked at the little guy who suddenly broke in with a puzzled look on their faces.

"Where did this child come from?" Ying Zhao asked first, his deep eyes fixed on Zhuo Yichen in front of him.

Zhuo Yichen stopped abruptly when he heard the voice. Although he was extremely anxious at the moment, his mind flashed with his brother Zhuo Yixuan's daily teachings to him: respect the old and love the young, and be polite. So, he took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then respectfully saluted the two mountain gods and said, "Zhuo Yichen of the Zhuo family greets the mountain gods Yingzhao and Zhuyin."

Seeing this scene, Ying Zhao raised his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, his eyes full of approval, and then nodded contentedly. He slowly stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the slender and white beard on his chin, as if feeling the traces left by the years. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something important, and swung his arm suddenly, with a clean and neat movement that made people stunned. Along with this swing, there was a crisp sound, and he actually pulled off a strand of his beard.

"I... I ran away in front of my father and the others. It was all because of that despicable person from Chongwu Camp who gossiped about me. He insisted that my father, brother and everyone in the Demon Collection Department had met with an accident, so... so I rushed out regardless of everything." Zhuo Yichen stuttered and stammered as he spoke. Suddenly, his eyes turned red and tears welled up in his eyes, ready to burst out.

At this moment, Ying Zhao and Zhu Yin's hearts were like a storm, and they shouted frantically: "This ignorant little ancestor! How dare he act so recklessly? Not only did he run out alone, but he also dared to enter this dangerous and desolate place without even bringing an entourage with him!"

Just as everyone was in amazement, suddenly, a familiar voice came from not far away. "Grandpa Yingzhao!" Zhuo Yichen turned his head and saw Zhu Yan walking towards them leisurely. When he got closer, Zhu Yan smiled and said, "Grandpa, I brought the second son of the Zhuo family here."

Ying Zhao's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, as if water could drip out of it. He waved his arm and magically pulled out a thin branch from nowhere. The branch in his hand was like a nimble poisonous snake, and as he moved, it violently lashed at Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan was caught off guard by the sudden attack. He jumped up and down in the mountain temple in a panic, and kept yelling, "Oh my, I'm so old, why are you still hitting me so mercilessly! If you keep hitting me like this, I'm going to use my one-word secret!"

However, Ying Zhao didn't care about Zhu Yan's threat at all. He shouted angrily: "Use it, use it. Use it if you can! Let's see who is more powerful! You are really outrageous!" While holding the branch tightly, he continued to chase and beat Zhu Yan relentlessly, as if he wanted to eat Zhu Yan alive.

"Hey hey hey! Grandpa, there are guests watching here! Can you please be kind and give me a little face?" Zhu Yan was also very puzzled at this time. Why was his grandfather, who was usually so kind and amiable, so irritable today?

Hearing Zhu Yan's shout, Ying Zhao snorted coldly, stopped, glared at Zhu Yan fiercely, and said, "Humph! I'll let you go for now, and I'll come and deal with you, a lawless monkey, when I have time!"

"Grandpa! What monkey? I'm an ape, a white ape!" Zhu Yan was so excited by Ying Zhao's monkey son that he jumped up and down. But after Ying Zhao gave him a look, he immediately became obedient and lovely, "Monkey, I'm a monkey!"

After all this chasing and playing, Ying Zhao was old after all, and his physical strength was no longer as good as before. After just running for a short while, he was already panting and sweating. Beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead, and his breathing became more and more rapid and uneven.

Seeing this, Zhu Yan couldn't help but feel sorry for Grandpa. He hurried to Ying Zhao's side, carefully supported him, and said with concern: "Grandpa, look at you, you are old, but you are still chasing me around and fighting like before. Don't be so impulsive in the future, what if you hurt yourself?"

"Lord Yingzhao, do you know where my father, brother, and the people from the Demon Collection Division are?" Zhuo Yichen watched the ridiculous farce between Zhu Yan and the mountain god Yingzhao finally come to an end, and rushed forward anxiously, eagerly asking about the whereabouts of his relatives and the people from the Demon Collection Division.

Ying Zhao's deep and mysterious eyes gazed deeply at the anxious young man in front of him. After a moment's silence, he sighed heavily: "Oh! Child, in fact, I have expected such a day to come. I just didn't expect it to come so soon... But no matter what, some things still have to be faced. Well, just follow me." Before he finished speaking, Ying Zhao waved his sleeves lightly and easily shook off Zhu Yan's hand that was tightly holding him, then turned around and led Zhuo Yichen slowly towards the depths of the cave.

Looking at the two people's backs getting farther and farther away, Zhu Yan couldn't help but mutter: "This old man is really weird!" However, just as he was about to raise his legs to catch up, a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him - it turned out that Zhu Yin blocked his way.

"Zhu Yan, don't join in the fun! In this situation, if you accidentally say something wrong or do something wrong, and then the child is upset, it will be more trouble than gain." Zhu Yin advised earnestly.

Zhu Yan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally nodded helplessly, because he knew very well that the current situation did not allow him to do anything rash. So, he could only stand there, watching Ying Zhao and Zhuo Yichen gradually disappear into the darkness, secretly praying in his heart that everything could be resolved smoothly.

Zhuo Yichen followed Ying Zhao closely, and the two of them walked through the narrow and dark tunnel together. When they finally walked out of the tunnel, the view in front of them suddenly opened up to an extremely empty space.

The area was filled with a strong, almost suffocating smell of herbs. At the same time, a dozen black coffins were neatly placed there, making it look particularly eerie and terrifying.

Zhuo Yichen looked at the black coffins, and his legs began to tremble involuntarily, as if he had lost the strength to support his body. He moved his feet with difficulty, and every step he took was like carrying a heavy burden, and he slowly approached the coffins.

He opened his eyes wide, carefully checking the coffins one by one, fearing that he would miss any clues. He prayed silently in his heart that he would not see his father and brother here. Time passed by minute by minute, and when Zhuo Yichen finished looking at the last coffin and still did not find any trace of his father and brother, the huge stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

However, after just experiencing such a thrilling scene, Zhuo Yichen's emotions were still difficult to calm down. His eyes were filled with tears, and they might burst out at any time. He turned his head and looked at Ying Zhao with tearful eyes, his lips trembling slightly: "Master Ying Zhao..." His voice was obviously choked with sobs.

Seeing this, Ying Zhao hurriedly stepped forward, gently patted Zhuo Yichen on the shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Master Zhuo and Little Master Zhuo are safe and sound, but unfortunately they were attacked by two big monsters one after the other and were seriously injured. It is inevitable that they are in a coma. But don't worry, I have arranged someone to take care of them. I believe they will wake up soon." After hearing this, Zhuo Yichen's tense heartstrings relaxed a little, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air, as if the heavy burden on his shoulders was temporarily lifted. However, despite this, the worry in the depths of his eyes still lingered like a haze, tightly covering his eyes.

Zhuo Yichen raised his head, looked straight at the other person, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Can you tell me where my father and brother are now?" His words were full of anxious concern and uneasiness about the safety of his relatives.

At this time, Ying Zhao slowly turned around, stared at Zhuo Yichen, and replied softly: "They are in the next room. Just now, Zhu Yin and I have tried our best to heal their wounds. It's just... their injuries are too severe. Whether they can wake up from their coma, I'm afraid it depends on fate." After saying that, Ying Zhao couldn't help but sigh deeply, with a grief that was hard to conceal on his face.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yichen felt his heart suddenly sink, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. He swayed and almost lost his balance. If he hadn't been holding himself up, he would have collapsed to the ground. He took a difficult step and stumbled towards the next room. Each step seemed so heavy and powerless. When he finally came to the closed door, he suddenly stopped, as if he didn't dare to open it easily, for fear of seeing a heartbreaking scene. Finally, after a lot of inner struggle, Zhuo Yichen still plucked up the courage, slowly reached out his hand, and gently pushed open the door...