Fantasy City Doujin: Fragments

37. Weird

Feng Suo walked to the car, but didn't get in the car immediately. He frowned, and the image of Shi came to look for him was still in his mind—"Brother," Shi stretched out his hand to grab his brother's sleeve, his eyes sparkled, "I Found a way."

But Shi... where are you going?And who knows what kind of results this method will bring to the mortal world?

"Money fan, what are you thinking about?" A voice interrupted Feng Suo's thoughts, and it was Luo Luo who walked lightly behind Feng Suo.

She looked at him with a smile, her face was beautiful and soft yet determined, just like the woman who knelt on one knee to take the king home hundreds of millions of years ago.

That's how he loves her the most.

But Feng Suo didn't look back at her.He was looking up at the sky.The sky is particularly clear today, and the strands of white clouds seem to be able to form a snow-white face, a snow-white ethereal figure...

He watched it for a long time before slowly turning around and smiling at Luo Luo.

"I didn't think of anything."

At this time, there was a gray figure standing in the shadow not far away, looking at the two people who were cuddling each other.He looked at it for a long time, until a smile gradually appeared on his lips, and his eyes were blurred as if he had lost something.

Turning around, he frowned and took a few steps forward. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't help standing still.

Feng Suo seemed to be aware of it suddenly, he let go of Luo Luo, frowned and looked over here.

But that fleeting figure has disappeared without a trace.

Great time on Sunday.

Ming Na and Ming Le sat side by side on the sofa, the two sisters were chatting leisurely, while the TV was wide open and playing boring TV programs.

"Hey? Sister, your ex-boyfriend—" Ming Le suddenly stared, stopped talking non-stop, pointed at the TV and shook Ming Na violently!

That was a piece of news that was being broadcast: on the screen, the reporters surrounded Feng Suo who was sitting behind the long table——

"Mr. Feng Suo, where is your younger brother Ma Tianci now?"

Ming Le and Ming Na couldn't help but look at each other, showing concern.Ming Le muttered softly, "Why did you ask Brother Tianci again?"

Feng Suo on TV raised his eyebrows, but before he could answer, another person nearby asked again,

"After the completion of Martin's design this time, an accident happened before it was officially launched, and the consequences were serious, resulting in the death of two innocent people. Does he want to take some responsibility for this matter? Now it is rumored that people from all walks of life can't find it. Others, is it because of this incident?"

Feng Suo's eyes flickered—innocent?There is no real innocence in this world...there are only the unwillingness of mortals, and the unwillingness of gods...

Minna, who was sitting in front of the TV, couldn't help curling her fingers up to her lips nervously.

"That's not the case," Feng Suo smiled palely and reluctantly, and he could see that he was already answering patiently as much as possible, and his voice paused slightly, "I think this accident should be reported by someone from Wang Bai's side. The answer is the most appropriate answer, right? No matter how unpredictable the accidents in the world are, how much does an employee's mistake in the butterfly exhibition have to do with the architect of the house? As for Martin's choice to leave the public eye at this time— — After all, such a sad thing happened in the work he designed, and he doesn't want to talk about it for the time being, we can all understand this feeling, right?"

Feng Suo's speech was very satisfactory.

But the reporter is still persistently asking, "It is said that the family members of the deceased are still very emotional about the death of the deceased. If the police need Ma Tianci to provide testimony on this matter or testify in court, will he show up on time? Or, will he choose to continue to evade this question?"

"Mr. Feng Suo, it is rumored that an important person close to Ma Tianci had a big accident. May I ask if this is true..."

Ming Na watched the scene of nonsense words on TV, and sighed lightly. She was so immersed in her own thoughts that she didn't pay attention to how Feng Suo answered.

"I haven't seen Martin for a while. I can't imagine that so many things have happened in such a short period of time. I don't know how he is now?"

Ming Le slapped the snacks in Ming Na's hand, and pouted, "Sister, Martin, this male best friend, is becoming more and more incompetent! I didn't even have a decent explanation to you, so I disappeared. Still There is that red assistant Ada, you found that without her, you disappeared together, it must be mixed with Martin!"

Ming Na was absorbed in herself, and didn't listen much to Ming Le's words.

Silent mountains without people.

A snow-white waterfall, the water is rustling, facing the cold autumn leaves.

The leaves fell into the pool with the water, and then turned over and struggled in the water waves.

A man in black squatted quietly by the water, dangling his fingers in the water absent-mindedly.

Judging by his clothes, he seems to come from a modern civilized city.But for some reason, it would not be surprising for him to appear in the deep mountains, because he is extremely quiet, and it seems that he should come from a world that is even quieter than this place.

He slowly raised his face, revealing an elegant and pure face, brown eyes with a touch of sadness, staring at the waterfall hanging in front of him, speechless.

A blue light flashed, and a ten-year-old child suddenly appeared behind him, "Ying Kongshi." He called the man.

Fortunately, in the deserted mountains and forests, no one saw this weird scene...

The handsome boy turned around slowly.

"Is there?" He asked the child briefly and lowly.

Sword Spirit shook his head, "I didn't find it."

Ying Kongshi didn't answer, just turned back to look at the waterfall.

After a long time, he sighed and whispered, "Let's go with fate."

Sword Spirit raised his eyes to look at him puzzled.

"To be honest, don't you mind if I can't find Mingkai Yehe?"

Ying Kongshi lowered his head.He lifted the red tassel hanging from his waist.

"Go forward." He instructed the sword spirit.

Sword Spirit immediately raised his eyebrows, "Stay away? Ying Kongshi? I'm afraid there will be some omissions along the way. If I miss the Mingkai Yehe, I often can't use my spiritual power. I'm so tired that I'm dying!"

Ying Kongshi turned his head to look at the top of the mountain, and said slowly, "If you don't care to look for it, I will pay you a memorial service."

Jian Ling's face froze, knowing that what he said was indifferent but might be serious.

The two walked up the mountain without a word.

Gradually, the sky darkened.

It seems that the mountain is about to rain, but there is no wind, it is just a cloud that covers the top of the mountain all the year round.

Ying Kongshi, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

He tilted his head and looked forward, his brown eyes shining in surprise.

Not far away, there was a person sitting alone under a tree. In the dark and green background of the mountains, such a straight and lonely figure looked very strange.

The man was sitting with his back facing Ying Kongshi, his long black hair was like a waterfall, and he was swinging his legs slightly with his head down.

a woman?

Jian Ling quickly walked a few steps and approached Ying Kongshi, "Did you see it? There is actually a living person?"

Ying Kongshi didn't answer.

He is a true god, and in the mortal world, he doesn't think he has anything to hide from.

He walked slowly to the tree, lowered his head and squinted at the man, and asked softly, "Who are you? Do you live here?"

The man slowly stopped his dangling and dangling legs, raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, a pair of long and narrow eyes were revealed between the black hair, his pale and well-defined face, and the tip of his eyebrows were raised upwards, making him look strange And cold.

This is actually a man?

Ying Kongshi frowned slightly, then pursed his lips, "I am a photographer. I heard that there is a kind of flower near here called Mingkai Yehe. It is very beautiful. I want to take a photo of it. Have you heard of it?"

The man stood up slowly from the short branch where he was sitting, "Ming, Kai, Ye, He?" He seemed to be puzzled, and he repeated blindly as if Ying Kongshi's words.

Sword Spirit frowned, with a faint premonition of danger, he took a step back a little uneasy.

"Who the hell are you..."

Ying Kongshi slightly raised his eyebrows, before he finished his sentence, the man suddenly opened his mouth to reveal a sharp mouth, stretched out his hands and rushed forward!

Ying Kongshi was startled, instinctively dodged backwards, and was almost bitten by him on the neck!He frowned and clasped his index finger, arousing a wave of spiritual power, forming a protective illusion around his body, and automatically ejected the weird man.

The man fell heavily to the ground!

It was only then that Ying Kongshi realized that he was not wearing any clothes, and just now his hair was so long that it covered his body, but now he rolled around, revealing the pale skin of his chest, arms and thighs.

what monster is this?

Ying Kongshi raised his hand immediately, and the Sword of Killing God was already in his hand.The evil spirit of the sword caused the brown hair on his forehead to flutter!

The man saw the frightened face, turned around and fled!

Ying Kongshi didn't say a word, but scattered into a cloud of black mist, like a shadow drifting at high speed, followed closely behind.The sword spirit also immediately turned into a small ray of blue light and followed.

The strange man was like a frightened bird. He ran in a panic, not very fast, stumbling all the way, as if he was very afraid.He ran straight to a rock covered with moss and fallen leaves. From a distance, he threw his body down and disappeared.

The black fog dissipated, Ying Kongshi quickly and silently stood beside the rock, he looked down and saw a dark hole.Without thinking, he bent over and jumped into the hole.

"Hello!" Sword Spirit shouted anxiously behind him.

38. What joy is there in life, and why bother in death?

dull.The eye contact is pitch black.It is clearly bright day outside the cave, but as soon as you enter the cave, it seems to suddenly become like the middle of the night.

A glint of light flashed, and Ying Kongshi had ignited a ray of ice flames in the palm of his hand, and he handed it to the cave wall to look around.

"There is a way." The cold voice faintly hit the cave wall and turned into a low echo.

He was about to take a step, when suddenly his back tightened, and when he turned around, it was the sword spirit who followed up and stretched out his hand to hold him.

"Ying Kongshi, we're not familiar with this place at all, we're just chasing a monster, so we must go in, right?"

On that childlike face, there is a cunning and cunning of hundreds of millions of years.

Ying Kongshi turned around, his face was calm and unwavering, he turned his head to look at the sword spirit,

"I said just now that I don't want to go in, so you die here now." The words were flat, but the sword spirit's venomous eyebrows twitched secretly.He didn't say any more, just followed Ying Kongshi and continued to walk in.

After walking along this black road not far away, the sword spirit suddenly grabbed Ying Kongshi again.

— "Hey! What's that?"

Ying Kongshi was dragged for a while, and stopped with a frown.

Then he also saw what frightened the sword spirit.

A fuzzy black figure curled up on the ground in front of it, almost twice as big as the weird man I met before.

Isn't the one in the hole the one that ran in?what would that be

Ying Kongshi silently lit up the ice flame in his hand, stretched his arms forward, and the blue light illuminated the front.Also at this time, both he and the sword spirit vaguely heard the whispers that seemed to be tense and whispered.

In the light of the fire, in the depths of the cave, two people with strangely long black hair hugged each other tremblingly.One of them trembled slightly, comforting the other helplessly, and murmured, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Ying Kongshi was startled.He didn't step forward, looked at the two of them for a moment, then looked up at the underground cave quietly.

"Sword Spirit, you once said that the power of Mingkai Yehe comes from the land..." He whispered, his voice echoing in the cold space.

The two people sitting across from each other had black hair blended together, patted each other to comfort each other for a while, and then raised their heads.

The man's gaze was still terrified, he only glanced at Ying Kongshi's face slightly, then lowered his head in fright, and buried his head in another person's arms again.

The other person stroked him a few times with his hands, then turned to Ying Kongshi——

It was a very old face, with more fine and mottled wrinkles than an old woman who was more than a hundred years old in the mortal world, much like a completely deflated and shrunken skin.

"Finally someone came." She was slightly afraid, her old voice trembled slightly, but her eyes were still calm.

"Who are you?" Ying Kongshi said indifferently, "You guys are the clansmen who guard that flower?"

When the old woman heard the words, a smile appeared slowly on her wrinkled face. There was no malice or ridicule. She said in a low voice: "Young man, Mingkai Yehe is the longest living creature in the world. Is there anything that can protect them forever?"

Ying Kongshi was called by her like that, but he didn't immediately explain. He looked at the old woman with brown eyes, waiting for her to continue.

"The two of us are what you're looking for—the legendary flower that can bring the dead back to life."

"You are not human?"

"Do you think we are human? We are like Yinlian in the God Realm... Since you have found us, have you heard of Yinlian?"

Ying Kongshi lowered his head and slightly raised his lips, "I almost forgot." He said.

The old woman raised her head and looked at him in surprise, "Did you also see Yinlian?"

Ying Kongshi said without concealing, "No. But I once heard my brother say that Yinlian's real body is indeed like a beautiful woman."

When he spoke, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't care whether the other party was beautiful, ugly, old or young.

The old woman sighed quietly.

"Your brother has seen Yinlian, so I guessed wrong...you are not young anymore..."

Ying Kongshi lowered his eyes, not saying a word was regarded as tacit consent.

Then he looked at the man with slight doubts, and asked, "Why is he running? Do you know the Sword of Killing God?"

Once the man caught Ying Kongshi's eyes again, he shrank back in shock.

The wrinkled face of the old woman moved, and she smiled, "Sword of Killing God... I have heard of this sword before. We are creatures in the mortal world. As flowers and trees, we are especially afraid of fire. This child, he is not afraid of you Your sword is your fire."

After finishing speaking, she stood up slowly, her black hair was longer than that of the man, wrapped her whole body and dragged on the ground, and she was as thin and short as an ordinary old woman.

"You are the god of the Fire Clan? Not like that." She shook her head.

Ying Kongshi whispered, "It's the Ice Flame Clan."

The old woman raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Ying Kong Shi Ning raised his eyebrows, and then asked hesitantly, "However, the one I want to resurrect is a god of the fire clan. Can you do it?"

The old woman's wrinkled face trembled slightly, "Yes." She nodded.

Ying Kongshi's brown eyes shone faintly when he heard the words.He turned his head to look at the huddled man, and suddenly asked, "Then, will you all die?"

The old woman raised her head as if talking to herself,

"Ming opens and night closes, blossoms and bears fruit, let nature take its course. If we meet the soul of a mortal, we will reincarnate accordingly, and if we meet the primordial spirit of the god race, we will live forever. But for us, In addition to the continuation of life, there is no self-awareness, so what joy is there in life, and why is death bothering?"

Ying Kongshi listened calmly, and nodded slightly.

"Ice Flame God Clan, it's up to me to save the fire god you mentioned. I'm afraid he will continue to wait." She pointed at the man.

"Come with me now." She said in a slow voice, beckoning to Ying Kongshi.

Ying Kongshi paused for a moment, then turned around and followed.

The narrow underground passage zigzags.

The sword spirit's voice suddenly sounded in Ying Kongshi's ear, this guy is hiding in the sword——

"Ying Kongshi, don't blame me for not reminding you, that man just now clearly wanted to eat you! I don't want the Sword of Killing God to be left on this barren mountain in this mortal world from now on..."

Ying Kongshi didn't reply.

Where he walked, the ice and flames illuminated the place, and there were many bones lying on the ground.

At the end of the cave, on the rock wall, there is a very inconspicuous white flower bud, which grows from the same root, and a new branch grows out.

"This is the flower that blooms at night?" Ying Kongshi asked in a cold voice.

The old woman was behind him, staring at him silently with shrunken eyes.

The flower looked too ordinary, with many and small petals, almost like a pure white dandelion.Ying Kongshi's brown eyes fell on the fluff between the petals, and he suddenly frowned in surprise and reached out to touch it.He immediately flinched in severe pain, and his finger was pierced by the fluffy sharp thorn!When the drop of blood touched the flower stamen, together with the spiritual power in his blood, it was sucked away and disappeared!

It opens brightly and closes at night, is it a vampire flower in the world?

Ying Kongshi didn't have time to react, a wave of spiritual power turned into a halo and wrapped around the old woman's neck!

Ying Kongshi looked back indifferently.It's Sword Spirit.When he felt the fluctuation of Ying Kong's spiritual power in the sword, he suddenly appeared, and the other hand was strangling the man at the same time.In the dark cave, the half-grown child's voice echoed coldly, "Ying Kongshi, you just don't listen to me! Anyway, one old woman is enough, and anyone who is disobedient will kill one of them!"

"Please think twice before you act!" The old woman raised her hand and exclaimed, "I have been here for hundreds of millions of years, and for hundreds of millions of years, only this one flower bud has grown on my branch."

Yingkong Shi Ning groaned for a moment, pinched the wound on his finger, and said, "Let them go, don't hurt that man."

Hearing this, Sword Spirit squinted at Ying Kongshi.

Ying Kong said nothing.After a while, Jian Ling snorted coldly, and let go of those two people.

Ying Kongshi turned around, and he quietly walked in front of the old woman, "You can just say, what else do you need to do this?"

The voice is gentle.But the old woman hurriedly shook her head in fear, she lowered her head, "It's just God's will, just now... just now is what you want to touch..."

Ying Kongshi turned his head to look at her, "In normal times, you have eaten a lot of creatures." He said in a calm voice, without any emotion or criticism, his whole person was still calm, and seemed to agree with this old woman what was said.

The old woman only bowed her head more respectfully.

Ying Kongshi blinked his brown eyes quietly, and said, "Then you start."

The old woman continued to lower her head, and she said, "I need to invite the primordial spirit of the fire god to come out."