Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

Fang Qiong sat up from the bed, the sleeping bug in his mind was shot to death and disappeared.

"Aren't you the illegitimate child of Feng Zongzi?" Fang Qiong turned over and pressed the boy named Feng Qing underneath. He was a milk doll with cute big eyes and sat straddling Feng Qing's waist. The chubby hand was still holding Feng Qing The clothes, the puffy little bun with a pink face.

Her younger brother was so excited, Feng Qing pinched the round face of the milk bun, the restless little bun is so cute.

"What are you talking about, Fu'er, take a nap." Feng Qing pulled the little bun off her body, and used her arm as a pillow for him.

Fang Qiong's heartbeat quickened, why did the miniature version of Feng Qing have the same expression as when she grew up, not even a smile.

I don't know if it was because of the child's sleepiness, but Fang Qiong started yawning again. He still had a lot of questions that he didn't ask Feng Qing, but Feng Qing's arms were so comfortable, and he patted his back lightly. It warms his heart, Feng Qing's younger brother is Feng Fu...

Fengfu?

Well, why is he here?

He is Fang Qiong, not Feng Fu.

He's... very sleepy.

In fact, Fang Qiong was still trapped inside a certain square object.

When he woke up, his eyes were still dark, his stomach was still growling with hunger, his lips were still chapped, and he knocked on his forehead. He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength.

Dream, I was dreaming just now.

But, why is this dream so real, even the chicken legs he ate seemed real, but he couldn't proceed according to his own thinking, and in the dream, he ended up falling asleep in the end.

That was the appearance of Feng Qing when he was a child, amiable, respectable and hateful, but he became his younger brother Feng Fu. It turned out that Feng Qing had a younger brother, but why he had such a dream obviously had nothing to do with him. Fang Qiong, who was lying on his back in the darkness, began to fall into deep thought.

Still very hungry.

"Feng Zongzi, I'm so hungry." Fang Qiong muttered to himself while holding his belly.

He didn't think that anyone would answer his question, but he discovered something strange unexpectedly.

"Come out and eat when you're hungry."

"?"

Fang Qiong thought that he was so hungry that he was dizzy and had hallucinations. Why is this voice so familiar?

"I think I'm so hungry that I'm hallucinating. The phoenix zongzi must be full of fish and meat now." In fact, Fang Qiong's mind is on eating, and he is really hungry.

boom.

The world is quiet and bright.

The darkness in front of Fang Qiong turned into a soft light, looking up, he could see the man he missed, staring coldly at Fang Qiong who was muttering to himself.

"Who are you talking about eating fish and meat?"

The face and voice are very clear, Fang Qiong is dumb, it should be said that he is too excited to speak, Feng Zongzi, it is Feng Zongzi, not an illegitimate child, not someone else.

Fang Qiong grinned, ignoring his hungry stomach growling, sat up and threw himself on that person. Someone who knew that Fang Qiong would rush over took Fang Qiong out of the box.

"elder brother!"

"Isn't it called Feng Zongzi?"

Fang Qiong bowed her head: "My eyes are dimmed from hunger, what did I just say?"

Do not admit it!

After meeting Feng Qing, he became more and more able to play tricks, and the skin on that increasingly fair little bun's face became thicker, Fang Qiong's small face was pinched by Feng Qing.

Feng Qing's handsome face was a little dark, and she scolded: "You bastard."

I don't know if it's Fang Qiong's illusion of being too hungry. He saw that Feng Qing had a faint blue and dark color under his eyelids, just like the eye circles in the eyes of an otaku who plays games all night for several days and nights. Of course, Feng Qing is not an otaku, but There were indeed dark circles under his eyelids.

Fang Qiong hugged Feng Qing's neck happily, but touched his face with distressed, cold little hands on his face: "Brother, why do you have dark circles under your eyes, how long has it been since you haven't slept well? "

Feng Zongzi also needs to sleep. Fang Qiong has a deep understanding. Although he does not sleep as much as himself, he must sleep for six hours a day, and Fang Qiong has always slept for more than nine hours. He argued for himself that children need sleep. Sleep to replenish nutrients, in fact, he likes to sleep late.

"Because I'm not a pig like you, I know how to sleep."

Although Feng Qing's tone was flat, it meant that she was joking with Fang Qiong, without the slightest intention of cursing others. Of course, this was a communication habit between them, and no one else could intervene.

Feng Qing didn't tell the truth and Fang Qiong twisted and twisted on him. Feng Qing was actually tired at this time. He put Fang Qiong on the ground. Fang Qiong knew that it was not the time to play around, so he went down to look at the surrounding environment. Since he woke up, He never took his eyes off Feng Qing, and now he has the extra attention to look at other places. By the way, he also told Feng Qing the dream he had just had, and grinned after speaking.

"My brother was so tender and cute when he was young."

Then, Feng Qing's face became darker and darker, and the blue color in front of her eyes didn't look like dark circles, but seemed to be made by Fang Qiong. Of course, Feng Qing was also amused by Fang Qiong, sitting on the stone platform, holding Fang Qiong Press on his thigh, and give his little butt two slaps, very lightly, with almost no force.

After careful observation of the surrounding environment, Fang Qiong grinned. Only in front of Feng Qing could he smile so naturally. There were dimples on his small face and small canine teeth. He was so cute that Feng Qing held him in his arms. Rubbed his hair vigorously.

For Fang Qiong's Meng Fengqing, he has an inexplicable attitude.

The location they were in at this time was a tomb room with a different layout from the others. First, the box Fang Qiong was lying on was not a coffin; Sitting on Feng Qing's lap and looking left and right, I really don't know.

"How did we come here? I remember that I was used as a key, then passed out, and had a dream. I am here now. I don't know where Ye Jiawen and the others have gone. Brother, do you know?"

"of course."

Feng Qing always speaks calmly and confidently, and Fang Qiong admires him more and more now.

"However, why did you appear here? It's said that you were caught by the mirror to be your son-in-law." Fang Qiong blinked at Fengqing.

Feng Qing glared at him: "You also believe these words."

Fang Qiong immediately shook her head to express her sincerity: "How could I believe what Dabai said?"

So, Feng Qing was amused by Fang Qiong's dog-legged appearance again, and he hugged Fang Qiong who was sitting on his lap and said: "I am not caught by the mirror, but do what it wants, otherwise the two of us will be together." You can't leave that passage."

Feng Qing would not tell Fang Qiong about the process of dealing with the mirror, and Fang Qiong didn't really want to hear it. He felt uncomfortable when he heard that the mirror had a gender.Feng Qing also knew that it was not good to leave Fang Qiong there alone, knowing that he was cowardly, but still doing so, but his movements were all under the mirror, even if he tried to tell him, he had to fight with the mirror before subduing him , The mirror was put in his backpack by him, it's better not to tell Fang Qiong about this, otherwise what should I do if I frighten him into unconsciousness.

After finally finding Fang Qiong who was being used as a key, Feng Qing let go of his heart. Even with Dabai around, he would still be worried. Besides, Dabai is still unknown, probably because Fang Qiong was protected by the unlocking power and passed through the automatic tunnel Sent here, that's why they separated from them. Ye Jiawen was still waiting in Sun Quantian's hands. Feng Qing was naturally worried about Fang Qiong.

As for the dream that Fang Qiong had, Feng Qing smiled in her heart, and didn't explain it, just treat it as a secret.

After listening to Feng Qing's explanation, Fang Qiong nodded in understanding, then touched her stomach, she was hungry.

Then, Fang Qiong ate the food that Feng Qing brought. Although it was not deliciously cooked, it was safer than what others gave him, and he could eat it with confidence. This time, there was no milk in a carton, so he could only make do with water. After drinking enough, Fang Qiong hiccupped contentedly.

"When can we leave here?" Fang Qiong really didn't like the cemetery because he couldn't eat well or sleep well.

He still doesn't know what's going on outside, day and night, and he's often hungry. From time to time, someone dies in front of him, and there are ghosts behind him. He's so daring.

"Hurry up, we won't leave here when we're full. A little further on is the main tomb of the underground palace." Feng Qing packed up his backpack. Fang Qiong didn't know where to throw his flashlight, so he took another from his backpack. Come out, but this time they share one. There is light from an oil lamp in this room. He didn't use a flashlight, and he didn't use it when he was alone.

The door of the tomb was open, and it looked like a very ordinary ear room, without any ghosts or organs, probably wiped out by Feng Qing.

"Well, then let's find something to go home and eat delicious food."

Feng Qing tapped his forehead with his index finger: "Pig! Just know how to eat."

Fang Qiong hummed with his nose. He needs to eat more to grow faster. He will be 11 years old in a few months. He has not eaten nutritious and delicious food recently. He feels that he will not grow taller. , Looking at Feng Qing's figure, he was envious, and turned his face away.

Feng Qing's words were correct. They left the box tomb room that could only accommodate a child of Fang Qiong's size, and there was a wide passage outside. From here until now, there are always weird phenomena wherever he goes, but every time he manages to save himself from danger.

Fang Qiong thought in his mind, they walked through the passage, walked through the side room, and saw the sacrificial altar, which may not be far from the main tomb now. He has seen the general structure diagram of the underground palace in ancient times, and it should not be far from the main tomb now. Judging from the structure here, as well as the carvings on the clothes of the clay figurines, he thinks that the underground palace was probably built in the Western Han Dynasty, that is to say, it is a Western Han underground palace.

To be able to build such a large underground palace, it must be a prince or nobleman, but whoever he has yet to find a different item for identification, with his knowledge, I don’t know if he can identify it. Let Feng Qing tell him that the era of the underground palace is not too bad. Maybe, this guy just wants to get his own things, what are those things for?

After walking for a while, Fang Qiong felt her feet were sore, so she tugged on Fengqing's sleeve and said, "Brother, hug me."

Sure enough, it is no different from a pig.

Wake up to eat, eat and still don't want to walk, don't even want to move.

And Feng Qing naturally dotes on him, Fang Qiong said to hug him, it doesn't take much effort anyway, so a certain child became more and more lazy under the doting, and as for the intimate interaction between the two in the future, all they need to do is to go down. That's fine, let the attacker deal with the cleanup.

The main tomb, the most important place of this underground palace, is at the end, and there is a place that everyone wants to know urgently.

This time, Fang Qiong and Feng Qing did not encounter any ghosts and monsters, and they were calm until they reached the main tomb. After all, it was only a few tens of meters away. Hope to step on something disgusting.

Before they arrived, the door of the main tomb had been opened. It seemed that someone had arrived before them, but it was really strange why they didn't hear the voices of those people while they were so close.

Feng Qing didn't step in, but put Fang Qiong on the ground instead.

Fang Qiong looked down at his feet, and there were two objects on the left and right sides. Fang Qiong squatted down and picked up the objects on the ground. At first glance, they were just simple things, but they were indeed lacquerware, and there were peeling lacquers around them. In the Han Dynasty, those who owned lacquerware were generally princes and nobles with noble status. His guess was indeed correct, Han Dynasty.

Fang Qiong carefully studied the lacquerware in his hand with a flashlight. It was painted with vermilion cloud patterns, which was very exquisite.I remember a certain scholar surnamed Zhang said that the cloud pattern was a popular pattern in the Han Dynasty, representing people's best wishes.The pattern is smooth and the lines are mysterious, full of beauty and mystery. I feel that the pattern has a sense of "spirituality". He also found a circular shop hand on lacquerware.

Feng Qing squatted down and touched the small head of Fang Qiong who was concentrating on studying lacquerware. Fang Qiong with a small bun face was also very cute when she was focused. Feng Qing suddenly called him: "Fang Qiong, raise your head."

Fang Qiong obediently raised her bun face towards Fengqing, and looked at him suspiciously: "Huh?"

Then Feng Qing held his small face and kissed him hard on the face.

Fang Qiong blinked, he was molested again.