Chapter 42: The Lost Artifact (Part II)
In the territory of Feiyu Luoxi, the mountain peaks are continuous, the valleys are sandwiched, and the water system is longitudinal and endless;
Where Fusu and Jueling are located is a small floating mountain suspended above the water, and there is a tree behind the two, tall and towering like an umbrella, the light shines through the leaves, and the ground is covered with silver stars. In front of the two of them, the floating mountain is suddenly broken, the source water is sagging and sagging, and from a distance, it is like a suspended waterfall, which really has a bit of a paradise and a sense of fairy spirit.
However, at this time, Fusu didn't care about this beautiful scenery at all, and only pondered for a moment, and then retracted his gaze from afar in confusion and fell back to Jueling, "Distorting space when passing through the ruins will cause great damage to the divine soul, Helan endured great pain just to steal the artifact?"
Jueling's eyes couldn't help but contain a layer of mist, and she shook her head bitterly, "Yuan Shen asked a few other Sigu people, but no one found anything unusual. ”
I really didn't find anything. After that, it was gone. Jueling didn't feel unspeakable because of the theft of the artifact, but thought that Fusu actually endured such pain in order to escape from him!!
Sadden! because of his determination. Because of the pain he suffered. Self-blame! It was he who pushed him into that situation with his own hands.
"How many artifacts are missing, and what is the use?" Fusu, whose emotional nerves were so thick that they could be compared to the giant tree behind him, was completely unaware of Jueling's inner fluctuations, and his eyebrows were still immersed in thought.
"I'm not sure how much I've lost, but according to Yuanshen's inventory of the artifact lists in various ministries and divisions, three artifacts should have been lost..."
She regrets and blames herself for the loss of the artifact. At that time, she only indulged in the grief of Fusu's departure, completely ignoring many affairs in the secret realm. As a secret realm guard, three artifacts were actually stolen under her nose, and this kind of thing had never happened before. Although the elders and clansmen did not react much, this omission made the proud Jueling always feel a sense of shame in her heart.
At this time, he had to tell Fusu what he was ashamed of, and Jueling felt unspeakably awkward. But it's about the evil magic circle of the Hellish Cave, no matter how unwilling you are, you have to make it clear what you know, and you can't let the secret realm fall into possible danger, let alone make Fusu misunderstand.
"The three artifacts that can be checked are the Earth Poor Furnace, the Soul Seeking Incense, and the Empty Void. ”
"The Diqi furnace is a very ordinary copper furnace, about this big," Jue Ling's hands gestured an arc, "Some clan elders said that it was a life-saving artifact for the gods to heat the creatures of the beasts in the ancient frozen period. In thousands of years, there has never been such a catastrophe of ice extinction, so this furnace should be useless. ”
"Soul Seeking Incense, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, according to the picture in the atlas, it is brown and cone-shaped, and the urine and urine are like incense towers. When Yuan Shen's father was alive, he said that it was the only thing used to find souls. ”
Fu Sudeng's eyes widened in shock, staring at Jueling without blinking.
"What? I've never heard you mention this soul-seeking incense?!" shocked, utterly shocked. There was anger in his tone that couldn't be hidden.
If the Soul Seeking Incense is really such an artifact, then why do you have to go through the Soul Washing River...
If it was as Yuan Shen's father said, then as early as 900 years ago, he was extremely close to the answer that he is now searching for fruitlessly.
It's that simple, it's that simple!
Nine hundred years later, when he learned of the opportunity he had missed, Fusu had mixed feelings. If you are thundered, you regret it very much. If you didn't just care about the novelty in Feiyu Luoxi, if you didn't blindly escape Jueling's love, if you were alert to the artifacts in the secret realm...
Again, in this world, there are no ifs, only results.
"This. I..."Jueling didn't know what Fusu was thinking.
Why didn't she mention it? She didn't know what use this old object that was nothing in the secret realm would be of any use to Fusu! But she still felt the anger in Fusu's words very clearly, and asked in a little panicked whisper, "Are these important things?"
Fusu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time, calm down and calm down for a while.
"I'm sorry, I..." realized that the tone and demeanor just now had frightened the innocent Jueling, "What is that emptiness?"
"Sokuya," Jueling raised her head, bit her lip, thought for a while, and nodded affirmatively, "There really isn't any legend about Kongkongye." ”
Looking at Fusu's questioning eyes, Jueling became nervous again, "Oh, I didn't forget, I really didn't." ”
"It's just a well-known word called Kongkongya, and you've seen it before! It's the prismatic stone hanging on the rattan bridge, and you still say that it looks very special. ”
Fusu remembered that he had indeed seen it.
It was a hollow stone, polished smooth as a mirror, with prismatic perimeters. Fusu struggled to find small memories of the artifact in his memory: "Is it the strangely shaped 'stone bracelet' that refracts when light hits it?"
"Ah, that's right!" Jueling was inexplicably happy. It turns out that he still remembers those bits and pieces!
"Jueling, this is the shadow grass, you take it. A small grass rose from Fusu's palm, and the tool that Shi Xuanxuan used to find himself that day came in handy at this time.
"Why do you have the shadow grass of the elf?" Jue Ling instinctively guessed that Fusu might have met a beautiful elf, and when she arrived, her heart felt like she had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, which was very unpleasant.
"It's a gift from an elf, I know you can't leave Feiyu Luoxi, so I'll give it to you. It has my spiritual sigil on it, and you can use it to find me. Fusu didn't realize his daughter's thoughts at all, and just blindly advised.
"Fusu, are you..."Hearing that Fusu could be found, Jueling accepted it with 10,000 reluctance. It's just that I'm still unwilling, and I want to ask, "Is the elf a man or a woman?"
"It's a woman. “
"So, what is she for you... Who is it?" Jue Ling's clenched lip was about to ooze blood.
"Just an acquaintance. Or rather, she and I share the same purpose. That's all. So, Jueling..."Fusu paused for a moment, looked at her pale face, and said softly, softly and seriously with gentle, soft and serious eyes, "Jueling, nine hundred years ago, I regarded you as Sister Chenxi, and it was my responsibility to make you mistakenly cultivate affection. No matter what, Jueling, Fusu will always be the brother who loves you!"
"......" Bai and Jueling's lips trembled slightly, happy and sad.
At least she didn't have to lose him, at least she could have him forever. It's just in another way, in another capacity. But the pain in that heart was so painful that she almost cried out.
After waiting for nine hundred years, the result is still the same. This time, she couldn't trap him anymore. Moreover, he also knew that he couldn't trap him.
"Fusu... Brother..."Jueling struggled to spit out a few words between her lips.
"Jueling, I'm leaving, if you look for me, let the shadow grass report the news. I... I'll come and see you. ”
I really can't, I can't force him anymore, my willfulness has wasted nine hundred years. Even if the life is long, how many 900 years can be used to wither and wait?
As long as you can see him again, as long as you can see him smile again, it's more important than anything else, isn't it!
Smiling as she watched Fusu's figure disappear under the pink cherry tree, she turned around and her tears slipped down again.
I'm just scared, scared I'll never see you again!