He is the creator's fault

In a place of exile where the water and the sky are the same color, Yao woke up from his lethargy, and two drops of blood appeared on the palm of his hand, which was the blood of God.

"How could it be two drops?"

"My lord, forgot? There is another drop from Bai Jiansheng."

"I see."

Yao dragged two drops of divine blood and landed on the chains on his left hand and left foot. The chains dissolved and disappeared in an instant, and now only the one on his right foot remained of the four chains on his body.

"continue."

"Yes"

At the moment when the consciousness was sent away, Yao seemed to have a sense in the dark, and looked towards a certain direction in the void, his dark eyes were clearly reflected in the water mirror, the eyes were lowered, and the pulp of the finger was drawn across the top of the ring finger. Ring, looking tired.

In Feng's study, Feng Xingchen slipped into the study quietly, a voice in his heart guided him to come here, and opened the wooden box hidden in the dark compartment.There is a pair of pure white picture scrolls in the wooden box. I don’t know what the painting paper is made of. The tentacles are delicate and smooth. The scrolls are made of jade, carved with complicated patterns. The jade species is better than most of the jade carvings used for collection.

Feng Xingchen took out the scroll, unfolded the scroll, and a figure of a boy in white clothes slowly appeared on the drawing paper, and when the figure of the boy was fully revealed, Feng Xingchen took a breath, he had never seen such a beautiful figure The man, unconsciously watching, was engrossed, his thumb was cut at some point, and a drop of blood dripped down, right between the boy's eyebrows.

"It happened!"

Feng Xingchen hurriedly tried to wipe off the blood beads with a towel, but there was still a mark on the scroll, the blood color was like a cinnabar mole growing between the young man's eyebrows, the youth who was so beautiful and beautiful instantly became more radiant, and even the smile became more beautiful. It's confusing.

When Yao woke up, it was pitch black all around, he couldn't see anything, and he couldn't hear any sound, this was a calmer place than the Exiled Land, until a little blood color appeared in the space, and then the blood color spread like ink, In the end, the entire space was dyed red.

The blood-red light penetrated the space, and Yao closed his eyes so pierced by the light.

The seal is broken!

When Yao opened his eyes again, the darkness in front of him was replaced by the face of an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. This face was staring at him, and Yao was also looking at him. He also showed a confused expression. If he wasn't too young, Yao would have thought he was some crazy suitor.

Yao blinked, could it be that the charm ability from the previous world was brought here?impossible.

After a while, the mentally exhausted young man finally couldn't help but closed his eyes and passed out on the ground, the scroll in his hand rolled down, and rolled back the scroll again, hiding Yao's figure.

The sound alarmed Father Feng and Mother Feng outside the study. The two of them pushed open the door and walked in. They were shocked when they saw Feng Xingchen lying on the ground, and then saw the scattered scrolls, their faces changed drastically.

"Come on, how did Xingchen know the existence of the scroll? How did he find out?"

"What's the use of saying this now, hurry up and see if your son is okay!"

The couple hurriedly carried Feng Xingchen out, called the family doctor, and before leaving, they did not forget to carefully put the scroll back into the wooden box and carefully locked it in the dark cabinet.

When doing these things, Yao stood next to the two of them in a illusory body, but the two of them didn't respond to him at all. They seemed to be invisible, and Yao was a bit boring about it. After visiting the two worlds, ghosts feel bored. There are too few things ghosts can do, and now they have to continue.

"Young master, you are not a ghost now, but a tool spirit."

Ling felt that he had to correct Yao's thinking.

Qi spirits and ghosts are completely two different things. Ghosts are something born of resentment and are born evil, while Qi spirits are a kind of spiritual intelligence that was born out of a spirit weapon after a long period of time. A rare existence, classified in the category of heaven and earth spirits, Yao is now a painting spirit.

As for Yao, he is a soul body anyway, so there is no difference. In the last world, celestial masters and similar people could see him. Now here, Yao only senses the aura of a large number of ordinary people, so he should not be able to see him. .

Fortunately, because the young man unlocked the seal on the picture scroll, Yao no longer needs to be trapped in the picture scroll, and everything around him, whether it is the room layout or the clothes of ordinary people, is very different from what Yao has seen before. I have seen such a world in the water mirror, and ordinary people call it the modern world. There are many interesting things in this world, and it is these kinds of new things that arouse Yao's curiosity.

one year later.

The torrential rain washed the car windows, and the black car was driving on the road at an extremely fast speed. There was no car on the road. At a glance, it was pitch black everywhere, with only sporadic lights appearing in the valley, like fireflies.

There are many villas, but few people live in them. This area is far away from the city, even remote, and the living facilities are not perfect. Those who buy villas here are all creative people with clear brains. The Feng family is obviously not one of the two.

The villa of the Feng family is located on the top of the mountain. It is a mansion with a very retro atmosphere. It is the ancestral home of the Feng family. It has existed here for hundreds of years. On weekdays, Father Feng is busy with work and will not come here. Only one year Only one ancestor worship will come back.

After Feng Xingchen fell into a coma last time, Mother Feng was not planning to come back this year, but Father Feng sternly refused. The habit of worshiping ancestors has been passed down for generations, and it is impossible to change it.

When the car passed the curve, a small puddle made the body shake, which woke up the sleepy Feng Xingchen in the back seat. He sat up and looked out the car window. He was frightened by the speed of the car. Although he was only 12 years old, But precociously, he has already begun to learn management knowledge, and he understands many things.

Father Feng never brought a driver with him back to the ancestral house, he always drove by himself, but Father Feng has always been calm and never liked to drive so fast, let alone it was a rainy night, Feng Xingchen felt a little uneasy, he raised his eyes towards the car Looking forward, Mother Feng was sitting on the co-pilot seat with her head tilted, already asleep. Father Feng's back was straight, his hands were on the steering wheel, and he seemed to be concentrating on driving the car.

"Dad, how long are we there?"

Father Feng didn't answer, and he didn't even move his body. Feng Xingchen felt more uneasy in his heart. He stood up, stretched out his hand and patted Father Feng's shoulder lightly, wanting to attract Father Feng's attention, but found out in fear that Father Feng's body fell limp to one side, and his hands on the steering wheel also dropped down.

"dad!"

Feng Xingchen's eyes widened in horror. What made him even more horrified was that the car didn't make a turn, and crashed straight into the cliff. The protective railing was vulnerable to the high-speed car, the guardrail was smashed, and the car fell down. cliff.

The first time Feng Xingchen experienced the feeling of weightlessness was in such a situation. He didn't know how long it took in the middle, maybe it was very long, maybe it was very short, his mind was blank, and there was no revolving door at all. Dash into the water.

The mountain is not high, and there is a river under the cliff. The car fell into the river. Fortunately, Feng Xingchen was not dead at this time. He was in a trance for a while, and when he woke up, he found that the car had already started to fill with water.

"Dad? Mom?"

Feng's father and Feng's mother were covered in blood, and they were breathless. Feng Xingchen's eyes burst into tears, but under such circumstances, he couldn't be sad, time was running out, he had to escape!

Feng Xingchen held down the seat belt buckle with trembling hands, untied his body, and then he wanted to open the car door, but he couldn't move it at all under the high-intensity water pressure. The button of the car window failed, so he caught a The metal thermos cup began to knock on the car window vigorously with it, but Fengjia's car was specially made, so how could he, a minor, knock it open.

The water overflowed his chest, squeezing the oxygen space little by little, and Feng Xingchen's eyes were full of despair, but he kept tapping on the car window with his hands.

Just when Feng Xingchen was about to lose his strength, the window of the car suddenly shattered open, as if it had been severely damaged. Such strength was obviously not something he could produce, but Feng Xingchen didn't have time to think about it, and nimbly jumped out of the car window. Drilled out and swam towards the surface of the water.

The faint light penetrates the water surface, falling on Feng Xingchen's eyes is no different from the kingdom of heaven, as long as he swims up, he will be saved, with this in mind, Feng Xingchen speeds up, but when he is about to touch the light, , My feet are cramping.

Feng Xingchen lost his support and fell towards the bottom of the water. The hope of life that was within reach became so far away at this moment, Feng Xingchen stared upwards with wide-eyed eyes, unwillingness, fear, and resentment filled his mind.

At the moment when his consciousness fell into a coma, he felt a cold body close to his body, and his arms passed through the bend of his feet, hugging him and floating towards the surface of the water.

He was saved?Is it an illusion?

I don't know how long it took, Feng Xingchen choked out a mouthful of water, woke up from a coma, and found himself lying next to the broken railing, the heavy rain had stopped long ago, the bright moonlight pierced through the clouds, and the surrounding area was brightly illuminated .

It's not an illusion, someone really saved him!But what about that person?

Feng Xingchen looked around, but couldn't find anyone other than him. The night lamp was blowing on his wet clothes, and Feng Xingchen felt shabby.

Here is not far from the top of the mountain, the ancestral house is on the top of the mountain, there are doctors and communication equipment inside, Feng Xingchen decided to run there immediately, maybe his parents can still be saved, although it is just a wish.

Feng Xingchen flew up to the top of the mountain, and he had already seen the outline of the Feng family's ancestral house from a distance. There was a trace of joy on his face, but before the smile widened, Feng Xingchen saw a ray of flames bursting out of the old house. The old house was ignited in no time, and the eye-catching flames burned wantonly in the night.

"No...it's impossible...how could this be?"

First, there was a car accident, and then the old house caught fire. The series of accidents did not seem like accidents. Feng Xingchen looked at the ancestral house in flames, and fell to the ground with his eyes darkened.