The man wearing the priest's mask put one hand behind his back and cast his eyes far, far away. He looked at the dark sky for decades, and the sky above his head seemed to never appear. Any change, here even time is static.

"In this world, some people must sacrifice in order to preserve the vast majority of people."

Only by sacrificing can something be fulfilled.

The man opened his palm, grains of sand piled up in his palm out of thin air, and finally fell to the ground with a rustle.

"It's been many years..." The man's eyes revealed from the hole in the mask looked extremely lonely, "I've been stuck here for too long, and I can't even remember what I used to look like."

Looking at him, Ji Ran suddenly felt blessed, "Are you the perfumer guarding the Yellow Sand Palace?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

"That was many years ago."

He passed by the desert back then, and in the middle of the desert, he witnessed the opening of the gate of hell. In order to prevent the things from the ground from escaping, he sacrificed himself, and has been guarding here for so many years.

He was waiting, waiting for those people to fill the gate of hell with their own lives, waiting for the moment when the gate of hell was closed again, waiting for the day of complete freedom.

"Then are you free now?" Ji Ran asked him.

Through the mask, he could see the man's slightly empty eyes, "Well, the gate of hell has not been completely stabilized, and I still need to stay here for a while." Speaking of this, the man suddenly sat sideways Jing Yan, "I have been looking forward to this day since a long time ago, but when this day is approaching, I am a little scared."

Except for those who strayed into the Yellow Sand Palace, almost no one communicated with him.

"You know? When a person stays in the dark for too long, he will be afraid of the existence of light. I'm not sure if I have enough courage to face the outside world, so I came up with a way."

He stood up and walked towards Ji Ran step by step.

"I want to concoct a scent that will add all the good things in the world. This scent can assimilate me and make me no longer afraid, uneasy, and apprehensive..." He stretched out his hand towards Ji Ran, wanting to touch it. Touching his face, Ji Ran took a step back and looked at him warily, "What exactly are you trying to do?"

The man wearing the mask let out a deep laugh, "People who enter the Yellow Sand Palace must give up something. This is the rule, you should know it. You have what I want in you. In return, I allow you to give up something. Make a wish, it is a wish within my ability, such as... give you a sip of water? Or let you get out of this ghost place. "

It has to be said that what that person said was indeed what Ji Ran desperately wanted.

"Why are you still hesitating? Didn't you come here just to let yourself and your partners live?"

Even so, at such a moment, Ji Ran's mind is still very clear.

He shook his head and began to negotiate seriously with that person, "You have to tell me first, what do you want from me? Is it harmful to me? Will it endanger my life?"

"No." He created a ball of fire in his palm and kept playing with it, "Losing him, you will not feel pain, and it will not endanger your life. In my opinion, this is something you can do at any time Things that can be discarded anywhere, many people can still live well without this thing.”

Hearing what the man said, Ji Ran felt a little relieved.

It is rumored that the people in the Yellow Sand Palace will ask for something from the person who enters the Yellow Sand Palace. This thing may be a strand of hair, or it may be his life. What it is depends on luck.

Then Ji Ran speculated a little, and the person asked him what he wanted, and [-]% of it was not something important.

"It's fine if it doesn't endanger my life, but you still have to say clearly, what exactly is it, is it my clothes, or my hair?"

As soon as the man moved his fingers, the wisps of cyan smoke that had been surrounding Ji Ran began to circle around his head, "I said before, all I want are the best things in the world, and I want something from your head." And in your heart, strip your sincere feelings for someone, I think, that may be love."

Ji Ran's heart skipped a beat, he wants his love for Brother Hoshino?Ji Ran frowned, and took a step back subconsciously, "Then after I hand over this feeling to you, do I not like him anymore? That won't work, I'd better go out first."

"Go out and continue to die of thirst?"

Ji Ran stood still, "No, I just went out to come in with another person, maybe he can make a wish for us to leave here smoothly."

Ji Ran's idea is very simple, I don't want to give you what you want, so I will let other people come in here, anyway, they have to make a deal with you, what you want from me, other people definitely don't have it, then You can only settle for the next best thing and ask for something else, and your wish can still be granted.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly broke his hope, "Don't you understand? All the people who can enter here have been screened. The prerequisite for them to enter here is that they have what I want in them. You Don't have hope for the other two people, as far as I know, they don't have what I want, you are the most beautiful existence among these three people, apart from you, it is impossible for them to enter here."

Seeing Ji Ran's silent and troubled look, the man came closer, "If you don't agree, you can turn around and leave. Don't make a deal with me, but you will all die here when the time comes."

He generously pointed out the only clear way for him, "If you agree to make a deal with me, I can send you all out of the desert safe and sound. If you think about it carefully, it's not a big deal. Lost feelings , can still be cultivated slowly, right? If that person also loves you, you will regenerate feelings for him sooner or later."

Ji Ran had to admit that the man was right.

Just when Ji Ran was shaken, the yellow sand on the ground had gathered unknowingly, and they kept going upwards, all the scattered sand gathered together again, and soon built the outline of the Yellow Sand Palace.

The ancient melody kept echoing in Ji Ran's ears, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sound from the Yellow Sand Palace, or those voices were originally in his head.

He looked at the ground more and more uneasily, feeling that his whole body was spinning in place, his head became dizzy, and everything in front of him was constantly spinning.

In the mist, he saw the figure of that man.

He was standing very close to him, the cold mask almost pressed against his face.

"Now, it's time to make a decision."

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