The mountain ghost blows out the lights

Feng An did not lie.

Although he didn't really care about life or divine blood longevity, at least for now, he really didn't intend to die.

His appearance first aged rapidly, first he changed from a young man to a gray-haired old man, and then a flame suddenly ignited on his body, wrapping him together with Feng Qiu in his arms.

The flame ignited with Feng An's feathers seemed to be fueled by the two people's bodies, and it burned more and more vigorously. The golden red flames soared high, almost reflecting the gray sky on the other side of the unclean sea fire.

Crow Feather watched intently.

Shen Lianxing said softly, "What is he doing?"

"...Death." Yan Jinping said.

He finally figured out how Feng An's brain circuit works, but at this moment, the deal is done, and no one can stop it.

"It means literally."

Feng An is the Golden Crow.

The golden crow will live forever, rise up with the sun, and can resist the fire of the world.

Close to Wutong, his status is higher than that of birds, and he has the talent of reincarnation.

called Nirvana.

It is a kind of divinity.

The flame subsided, the light disappeared, and the blood in the blood pool melted and melted into the black water of the unclean sea, disappearing in an instant.

Like it never existed.

The pool under the stele was filled with ordinary sea water, and the stele remained motionless, as if what happened now had nothing to do with it, it just stood there, watching silently.

The flames dissipated, Feng An did not die, neither did Feng Qiu.

Not sure how the flames worked, the two didn't even have any more damage to their clothes, but something had clearly changed.

Jin Wu was reborn after ashes, Feng An only aged for a short while, and now he has changed back to his original appearance, with a face that was too young - even looked smaller than before, which was suitable for him. Clothes hung slightly loose.

Ya Yu breathed a sigh of relief, Shen Lianxing lowered his shoulders, Yan Jinping cursed silently, and was also relieved.

After the blood pool subsided, countless faint halos flew out from under the stone tablet, with noisy whispers, but there was no vicious resentment before, more confusion, and sighs of relief at last.

All the trapped souls can't wait to escape from this ghost place, there are all kinds of strange things.There was only one bird surrounded by a faint light, and it didn't rush away, but flapped its wings and landed on Feng An's shoulder.

Feng An let go of Feng Qiu in his arms and asked him, "Is this yours?"

In fact, there is no need to ask, Feng An will never forget what Feng Qiu looks like.

This must be the part of Feng Qiu's soul sacrificed to the stele.

Feng Qiu was completely exhausted, his ears were ringing, he couldn't even answer Feng An's words, he just half-closed his eyelids, gasping for breath, a drop of water stuck to his white eyelashes, I don't know if it was sweat or his tears .

The soul is gone, the sin is eliminated, the curse on Feng Qiu has been removed by Feng An before, and more than half of the connection between him and the blood pool has been broken, so the disappearance of the blood pool did not have much impact on him.

——What really affected him was the lifespan that Feng An had withdrawn from his body just now.

Fengqiu's appearance changed, the young man seemed to grow up overnight, his body shrunk after a spasm, his face even had more wrinkles, his hair was originally white, and lost its original luster.

The curse was forcibly removed, and he was forced to give back all the lifespan he had stolen. The time taken by the stele was multiplied on him. From now on, Fengqiu will age at a multiple rate until he dies .

Coupled with the incurable dark wounds on his body, and the erosion of the curse for many years, he probably only has... less than a year left at most.

The lifespan of a mortal is close to a hundred years, and an ordinary crow can live for 13 years. People who don't want to be mayflies eventually become mayflies and lose everything sadly.

Besides, his soul is incomplete, and he may not be able to reincarnate after death.

Feng Qiu couldn't even maintain her human form, and after only holding on for a few breaths, she turned into a small white crow with her head down, and she really looked the same as the one on Feng An's shoulder, not that big.

No wonder Feng An saved his life, he is like this now, it is no different from dying directly.

The soul fragment looked down at the main body, then turned its head and rubbed Feng An's side face affectionately with its head.Immediately afterwards, he spread his wings, no longer missed all this, and flew lightly to the horizon.

And Feng An...

Feng An took the white crow into her arms and hugged her, turned her head to look at her boat, and sighed sincerely: "Fortunately, this thing is driven by a magic circle, and it can be used by individuals."

Yan Jinping finally let go of the crow's feathers, let the little crow move its wings by itself, stepped forward, and slapped Feng An on the back of Feng An's head with the side of the cut-off water expressionlessly.

And scolded: "Asshole."

"How do you say that?" Feng An was beaten by Yan Jinping, but she didn't care at all.After finishing what he wanted to do, he felt relaxed, and asked Yan Jinping again, "Is there a cage? Bring me one."

Yan Jinping was annoyed: "What are you doing?"

Feng An looked down at the white crow in his arms, and said softly: "I'll find a place to pretend to be Feng Qiu, he probably won't be able to become a human again."

Yan Jinping: "..."

His hands were itchy again, but now he couldn't move Feng An, so he took out a birdcage that used to hold bookworms from his bosom, stuffed it to this guy, and hummed: "Take it."

The birdcage had been modified by Shen Lianxing before, and there was a mechanism bird inside. Feeling the vibration, it shook its head and flapped its wings.

"Thank you." Feng An took the cage and sent Feng Qiu in to be with the little bird of the mechanism, and twisted his fingers again, conjuring that drop of divine blood from nowhere.

After all, the divine blood could not be fused together, and it was divided into two drops, one on the left and one on the right, half mixed and half pure gold.

"Heartblood, it's agreed." Feng An handed two drops of divine blood to Yan Jinping, "Although it was originally mine... but it was kept at Qiuqiu's place for so long, it was actually similar to his own. It's just that he didn't It can be used, but I just don’t know. Just now I forced it to fuse with Qiuqiu again, and it’s not wrong to say that it’s his blood.”

It was done when Feng An borrowed divine blood to expel the curse on Feng Qiu. Originally, there should be a ceremony for the fusion, but unfortunately there was no such condition at that time. Feng An forcibly stuffed it into Feng Qiu's body and then forcibly peeled it off. It took a lot of effort. .

He said again: "If you still need Qiuqiu's blood, I'll take some more, but I'm afraid the impurities can't be removed, and taking it again will have the same result."

Feng Qiu has stayed in this ruined place for nearly a hundred years, his body has almost merged with the curse of the stele, even if most of it was stripped away by Feng An, there are still some things that cannot be erased, at least his blood will always be mixed with these things Impurities.

"No, this is exactly what we need." Yan Jinping shook his head and said, "But this is divine blood after all, you...don't plan to keep it anymore?"

The Blood of Zhongzheng and Evil—Where in this world is there anything purer than divine blood?Even if it is polluted, this is a rare treasure in the world. It is many times more advanced than what Yan Jinping originally wanted, and the effect must be better.If Feng An keeps it by himself, although he can't put it back into his body, it will definitely be of other great use.

"No." Feng An shook his head and said softly, "I don't need these things anymore... If it can help you, just take it."

"Qiuqiu owes you...we owe you too much."

Feng Qiu's deceit and hurt, Feng An's mistrust... I didn't feel it when I did it at the time, but now that I think about it carefully, he almost has no face to face Yan Jinping again.

Feng An was very firm, Yan Jinping looked at him for a while, took out a small bottle that was used to hold medicine, and put the drop of divine blood mixed with black and gold into it: "I only need this, and I owe you one more time, I will remember. "

This person doesn't need comfort, no matter how much he talks, it's useless, it just adds to the sadness.

And Feng An obviously didn't regret it.

He smiled at Yan Jinping, said no more, carried the birdcage containing the little white crow, wobbled back into the boat, staggered a bit, and had time to say hello to Shen Lianxing: "Just kidding."

Shen Lianxing knew that he must have done something, and asked him, "You are..."

"Hmm." Feng An looked at himself, "It's the first time to be a human being, and I'm not used to it."

Feng Qiu tucked his head under the wings in the cage, his movements were exactly the same as that of Wu Shou, obviously he was very unwilling to face this world.

It's just that the wings move strangely. It should be that the injury on the arm was not healed before, and it is difficult to use it.

Shen Lianxing: "Be a human?"

"Yes." Feng An said, "Be a human being."

"He is a mortal now, and he wants a mortal...about a few hundred years." Yan Jinping came back after him, and continued, "In order to let those souls go out, he even dared to burn himself. If you really have you—you are not afraid of a degree." If you didn’t grasp it well, you burned yourself to death?”

Feng An just laughed, shaking his head and said: "I am the Golden Crow after all, that is the talent I was born with, how could I make such a low-level mistake."

It's easy to say, but in fact, only he knows how dangerous it is.

Yan Jinping was too lazy to talk to him, and snorted, "You're lucky if you don't die."

Several people were on board, and now that there was nothing else to do here, the boat floated again, heading away from the stele.Shen Lianxing and Yan Jinping's two ever-burning lamps, one on the left and the other on the right, sandwiched Feng An's nuclear boat in the middle.

Feng An placed the cage containing Feng Qiu on the bow of the boat.

Now he can only use some simple spells, such as the universe in his sleeve, and he will not be able to use the abilities of the beast for at least a year or two. Fortunately, the boat is driven by a magic circle, so he doesn't need to make a move.

The advantage of being a Golden Crow is that they will be reborn.

Losing the blood of the gods, draining the power of the gods, and burning himself once, ordinary people should die when they reach the second step, but Feng An will not, he just changed back to his weakest form, and now it is almost equivalent to a bird. Newborn chicks are no different from ordinary mortals.

Fortunately, those things will come back again with age, and the life is saved, and the other things are temporarily lost for a while, which seems to be nothing.

Even if the divine blood is gone, it will have to grow again slowly. After a while, Feng An can only be a mortal who can't move mountains and fill seas with peace of mind.

——This is all Fengqiu's fault.

The more Yan Jinping thought about it, the more angry he was, he knocked on the cage with the handle of the knife 'dangdang', and said with a sneer: "Things with no conscience, do you know that you regret it now?"

Feng Qiu didn't move at all, but the little mechanism bird in the cage was shaken, and once again shook its head and tail and moved, very flexible, more like a living thing than Feng Qiu.

Of course he regretted that after doing so many things, he didn't take one step right. If he had hesitated at that time, or changed the way, would the result of the matter be different?

...But what's the use of regretting now?

Feng Qiu had no choice but to remain silent, pretending not to hear, closing her eyes, trying to maintain the dignity of the last layer of paper.

Otherwise, he feared he might go mad.

Shen Lianxing looked at the white crow in the cage, and for a moment didn't know whether it was more cruel to let him die directly, or to live on his last breath like this.

He had obtained the eternal life he once dreamed of, but found that it was actually a deception; he desperately wanted to change, but found that he himself pushed away what was at his fingertips.

Now that he has lost everything, what he got in return is just being locked in a cage as a little bird, and the rest of his life will be spent in endless regret and fear of imminent death.

This child's whole life seems to be misplaced. He is too far away from normal life, and has long lost the normal ability to perceive love and hate.

He didn't even know what he was really after.

It's just self-inflicted.

"By the way." Shen Lianxing remembered something again, he was really curious, so he bent down and said to Feng Qiu, "Can you answer my question?"

Feng Qiu was silent for a while, and finally raised her wings to save face, looked over from under the cover of the feathers, and said in a low voice: "...what?"

"Reflection." Shen Lianxing said, "What's the matter with this reflection in the sea water? Why don't you have one?"

Neither did Feng An and Wu Shou.

Wu Shou is not a human being, so forget it, how come Feng An doesn't have one?Could it be that the Unclean Sea has made a plan to not show the shadow of his brother?It doesn't make sense.

"...Fear." Feng Qiu said softly, "It will reveal the deepest fear in your heart, he... Crow Feather is like that."

Ya Yu sat listlessly on the side, and when she heard her name, she only moved slightly, without looking up.

This is about the same as Shen Lianxing's guess.

"If a person's heart is strong enough to have no insurmountable fear." Feng Qiu said again, "then it will reflect your essence."

"It will distort what it sees, distort it, play with it maliciously, and use all methods to confuse your mind. It—this sea area also needs nourishment, and everyone who enters here is its prey. "

Feng Qiu's soul is incomplete, and Feng An has lost half of his divine blood. Neither of them is a complete person, so of course nothing can be seen.

"……I see."

Shen Lianxing had no intention of talking to him, and when he asked what he wanted to ask, he took out a pocket watch from his pocket, flipped off the cover, hung it into the cage, and said softly, "I'll see you off."

He straightened up and stopped looking at Fengqiu.

The hands of the watch moved forward and made fine and regular sounds, and the boat slid slowly across the calm sea, returning back and forth.

The author says:

Yan Jinping: I was so angry that I beat someone, jpg

Feng An: Hehe.

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Just... Feng An is the Golden Crow (Phoenix)!He can nirvana!I thought he was going to die, but he's fine!It's just rejuvenation!Why don't you believe me QAQ

I feel that I may have gone too far in suppressing the promotion, I don't like spoilers very much, I reflect...!

Fengqiu was kept because he still had a lot of people's lifespan in him, so he had to pay it back first, and after he paid it off...

There are many things that are scarier than death, and for Fengqiu now, it makes no difference whether he is dead or not (.

*Although it has been double-updated, the price is that the saved manuscript is gone. The chapters at the end have been overturned and rewritten many times, and the text has been revised until the mind is unconscious...Apply for a day off tomorrow orz