Imperial Treasure
Chapter 397 - 271: Ghost Pulling Wall?

Chapter 397: Chapter 271: Ghost Pulling Wall?

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"Such a mighty eagle,"

An eagle’s might could be discerned from its cry, and although Xiao Yu mostly dealt with creatures like hunting dogs in the army, she was no stranger to eagles, as some in her circle were adept at handling them. Yet, none were as formidable as this one.

However, the eagle’s call furrowed Sui Yi’s brow.

"What’s wrong? Something amiss?"

Strength explained everything, and since Sui Yi was also a strategist, even the Commander Xiao Yu, accustomed to command, held her in high regard.

"No, just a bad premonition," Sui Yi glanced at the sky once more, "It feels like we are being watched."

This statement made Ye Changan and the other companion’s thoughts spring to life, "Is it the three of us being watched, or..."

Ye Changan’s greatest worry was undoubtedly his grandfather.

"It’s all the same," Sui Yi said indifferently, her gaze shifting downward to what lay before them, "But these are just feelings, incomparable to the very real strangeness here."

Xiao Yu had actually already seen it, her expression bizarre.

Because the narrow path in front of them was empty, yet they could clearly hear the sound of people talking, as if they were right on this very path...

"Let’s go out and take a look,"

Due to the eeriness, the three were especially cautious, still maintaining their previous arrangement.

Sui Yi took the lead.

Next to The Gate was a wall, and beside it were two towering houses. Once they walked out, Sui Yi first laid eyes on the expansive street and the rows of opulent buildings.

The buildings were described as opulent not just because of their grandeur and density, but because they covered a vast swath of land.

From another perspective, it could be called bustling as well, with the din of voices, accompanied by the bustling sounds of horses and carriages.

But when Ye Changan and the other person came out and stood beside Sui Yi, and looked ahead...

The street held only the three of them.

The world was vast, the Ancient City majestic, but its desolation was amplified by its emptiness.

If such desolation was paired with the noise of absence, it would be terrifying.

The ultimate dread.

"Songs in the dead of night in the resplendent city, I carry a lantern to ask the way, but there’s not a soul... This really reminds me of the ’Ghost City’ some classmates used to talk about," Ye Changan said hauntingly.

"Dead of night? But it is broad daylight now..." Sui Yi’s brow furrowed slightly.

After the unsettling exchange between the two, a statement suddenly emerged out of nowhere: "Communists do not believe in ghosts and spirits."

The two were taken aback, and Sui Yi turned to look at Xiao Yu, who stood expressionless beside her.

After a glance, a smile tugged at her lips, "Let’s go inside the house and take a look."

To see if he’s a man or a ghost!

Ye Changan readily went ahead, and after a paused step, Xiao Yu followed.

The first house was the one next to The Gate; not wanting to go far, the three simply knocked on the door. With no response, they broke in.

Sui Yi and her companion did not understand the culture of Loulan, and while Ye Changan knew some, he was not in the mood to explain it to them. After surveying the place, none of them found any trace...

It was too clean, so clean that it seemed like everything had vaporized in an instant.

"It seems there’s no one... Changan, you’re an archaeologist, look at this courtyard and tell if it matches the style of Loulan, to determine if this is the real Ancient City,"

It turned out that Xiao Yu had begun to doubt the authenticity of the Ancient City.

Because it was too eerie.

Sui Yi was noncommittal, as she did not care about this so-called Loulan culture. Firstly, she believed that the natural manifestations of cultural heritage and succession were just part of the world’s evolution, and secondly, the countless changes and complexities of cultures throughout the world could hardly be comprehended in their entirety. For those without a particular interest or tenacity, there was no need for curiosity.

She had never been curious, nor did she harbor such interests, and so would not waste her considerable tenacity on such matters.

However, she was interested in knowing why Loulan had fallen.

She felt this was important.

Nothing more.

Ye Changan walked around, examined some of the items placed inside the house—there were no porcelain wares popular in the Central Plains, but there was no shortage of pottery or everyday items. After looking for a while, his expression and eyes became very animated.

Did he seem happy?

Touching things here, touching things there...

Is this a peculiar habit of archaeologists?

Suddenly, Ye Changan, with his back to Sui Yi and the others, looked at the mural on the wall behind him.