Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

Feng Fu is completely unpredictable, he doesn't give the impression of being frivolous, and his behavior is not too impetuous.

He is calm, but what he shows is another side.

Generally speaking, Feng Fu's eyes are uncertain, but he won't make it obvious, he will express himself with actions.

In some places, Feng Fu and Feng Qing still have something in common.

"Hey, don't hug her so tightly, I'm almost suffocated." Fang Qiong twisted her body uncomfortably.

However, Feng Fu went to hug him even tighter.

"Will it be, I didn't cover your nose, you can still breathe." Feng Fu couldn't be fooled, he blinked innocently.

Fang Qiong frowned and stared at him: "Where are you taking me?"

Although Feng Fu still used Fang Qiong's body and did not change his appearance, his temperament and clothes set off Fang Qiong's taste even more. Maybe he returned to his familiar hometown. I don't know where he got them. Clothes, even if you put them on, they will fit you well.

The plain-colored oversized top is light and fluffy, with a belt of the same color around his waist, and his trousers are also wide. The light breeze blowing from the tomb can blow the hem of his trousers, and the whole person presents an elegant feeling, but it is just a feeling , Fang Qiong saw that it was actually his own face, and he felt uncomfortable now, being hugged by himself.

"Fang Qiong, you will be liberated soon. After I return to my own body, your body will remain here permanently, or your soul will also be liberated here."

"...My soul is liberated? What kind of relief does my soul need? I am living very well now." Because of being hugged tightly, Fang Qiong walked very unnaturally.

"I just want to feel the scent that my brother left on you." Feng Fu let go of Fang Qiong, rubbed his head and said.

Fang Qiong, who was hugged and rubbed by Feng Fu, continued to stare at him: "Hey, I am me, he is him, and cannot be replaced."

Feng Fu put his arms around his shoulders lightly and said: "You're right, brother can't be replaced by anyone, but I don't regret sealing his spell, but if there are only the two of us, I don't mind you taking it. To three gold flower needles."

"You can get it if you follow me, right?" Fang Qiong said.

Feng Fu chuckled: "I really can't ignore your ability to speculate. It's a pity that you don't become a policeman in the future. You are a good seed. Yes, follow me and you will definitely be able to get those three golden flower needles. I'm not afraid to tell you, in fact, that Only you can get the three golden flower needles, and likewise, only you can open the fountain of life."

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Fang Qiong was silent.

"Why me?" I always thought that he wanted to ask Feng Qing why he became the one who helped him.

And why is he related to Feng Qing and Feng Fu? He can help Feng Qing get things, and Feng Fu uses his body.

Fang Qiong didn't dare to think any further.

"Do you want to admit our relationship? In fact, we have known each other for more than 1000 years, no, it's just that you don't remember us, your name is not Fang Qiong, your name is Tianyao, your identity is..."

"Stop! Stop talking nonsense, I'll just go with you, why make it up." Fang Qiong didn't look at Feng Fu, afraid that the other party would notice the panic in his eyes.

"Whether I made it up or not, you'll know later." Feng Fu led Fang Qiong forward.

Since Fang Qiong was passive, he hardly had time to look at the scenery along the way.

Of course, the tomb passage was nothing but pitch black.

However, as they moved forward, Fang Qiong seemed to feel something spreading around the air.

What was reflected in his eyes was red.

It is bright red, but there is no festive atmosphere, but a mysterious and flirtatious feeling, just like Fang Qiong seeing the real Fengfu.

He said he likes red.

So, his body is preserved here?

Fang Qiong was forcibly taken away by Feng Fu. They didn't talk much, and naturally they communicated less. The main reason was that Fang Qiong didn't want to talk too much with him, fearing that he would become flustered and think more.

The red light illuminated the tomb passage more and more brightly. Fang Qiong could vaguely see the murals on both sides of the tomb passage. They were pictures after pictures. You can feel the serious and quiet atmosphere above, that feeling is a mysterious sacrifice.

Feng Fu stopped, pointed to the mural above and said: "Actually, the above painting is the ceremony of my brother's ascension to the throne. It is a process, a very grand process. Even the gods of Da Luo will come out to celebrate the ceremony. It's a pity, no No more."

"...The painting is really good." Fang Qiong said, he really didn't know what words to use to express his emotions.

At this time, strange pictures kept flashing through his mind, and the pictures passed so quickly that he could hardly grasp them, but he felt very familiar, which should be something he knew very well, but he didn't He really didn't want to confirm any impression, but he cared about what Feng Fu said, maybe he really had something to do with them?

But, so what if there is a relationship, now he is Fang Qiong and not someone else, all he has is Fang Qiong's memory, what other people's memory has nothing to do with him, no matter how much he thinks, it is useless.

"Don't you think it's familiar? I don't believe you can't remember anything." Feng Fu chuckled lightly, and a kind of emotion flashed in his eyes too fast for people to catch.

As soon as Fang Qiong turned his head, he saw a flash of loneliness, loss, and sadness in his eyes.

He just felt like this, Feng Fu's fingertips scratched a certain point on the wall, Fang Qiong looked along, it was a sacrificial altar, on which stood a man in black clothes, with a mask on his face, looking I don't know his appearance, but he is holding a magic staff commonly used in sacrifices in his hand, and he is waving it in a decent manner.

Fang Qiong shook his head, was it a picture that flashed in his mind, or did the mural really move.

Feng Fu's expression was much softer at this time, he just stared at the masked man, his fingertips stayed there for a long time before withdrawing.

Looking back, Feng Fu's expression has changed back to the original, and he no longer feels lonely. Fang Qiong shook off the image of the sacrifice that flashed in his mind. He hated this feeling. He felt that after seeing the red, he couldn't help but feel He is not himself, but in fact he is still himself, it is not just that he is dominated by some force, which makes him have to accept the picture he does not want to accept.

At the same time, there seemed to be the sound of jingling bells in my ears.

Hallucination?

It's an auditory hallucination.

Shaking his head, the strange sound disappeared again.

"Fang Qiong, did you think of something?" A trace of excitement flashed in Feng Fu's eyes.

Fang Qiong glanced at him calmly, then shook his head, he couldn't think of anything, and then he saw a trace of loneliness flashed in Feng Fu's eyes, what kind of plane was he flying again, pretending to be pitiful?

No matter what Feng Fu was doing, Fang Qiong felt a little strange.

There was never any strange picture in his mind before, but after entering this strange tomb passage, a lot of strange information flooded into his mind, and he also felt that he was very familiar with the people inside, but he also Can't remember who it is, what relationship do those people have with him, how does he communicate with those people, and he doesn't know any of those people, should he know them?

"Forget it. You will naturally remember later, my brother is not in a hurry, so why am I in a hurry." Feng Fu smiled lightly.

The red in front of their eyes is getting thicker and thicker. Fang Qiong feels as if he has entered the red light zone, and his whole body is trapped in it. There is some pain in his eyes. It's not that he hates red, but that red is very irritating to people's eyes. This kind of strong light It made him uncomfortable, and he didn't have time to think about where these came from.

Feng Fu led him to a door,

The door is half open.

The door was opened.

door, opened.

A faint fragrance mixed with the smell of medicine came to the nostrils, and it was greeted by a field of red and a sea of ​​flowers.

A flower similar to roses is blooming in their most beautiful and enchanting posture.

The breeze is blowing, and there is a faint fragrance, without the richness of roses, without the lightness of orchids, and it is in between.

However, the point is not the sea of ​​flowers in Nuo Da Space, but the person lying in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

In this sea of ​​flowers, the man in white clasped his hands on his abdomen. He was lying quietly. He seemed to be breathing, but he didn't seem to be breathing. Fang Qiong couldn't see his face clearly. Quietness is beautiful, but it is not angry, and breathing is naturally absent.

"Who is he?" Fang Qiong asked.

Could it be Feng Fu?

He looked at the Fengfu beside him, and there was a small path in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, which was paved with stones, and it was impossible to see whether there was any dust on the ground.

Feng Fu pulled Fang Qiong forward, and under his leadership, Fang Qiong walked to the man lying quietly in the sea of ​​flowers in a daze, beside him were pieces of crystal clear ice. , with cool air.

The man had long black hair, fair hands, and fair skin, and he lay motionless.

Feng Fu's breathing seemed to be getting heavier, he pointed to the back of the man's head and said: "Go and pull out the three golden needles on the back of the head, those are the golden flower needles my brother needs, you can take them and run back the same way, don't Looking back, I can't guarantee that I will imprison your soul."

Fang Qiong stared blankly at him and asked, "You haven't told me who he is."

Feng Fu said with a cold face: "You don't care who he is, in short, you just pretend you haven't been here, and you can go back to do business after you get the golden flower needle."

Fang Qiong really didn't understand him: "Your body?"

Feng Fu smiled: "No, I'm not looking for my body when I come back here, I just want to come back and take a look, but my body is indeed here, I have to go back."

Fang Qiong asked anxiously, "What about my body?"

How should he deal with it, and who is this man in front of him!