He kept spinning, as if trying to find his face or body in front of him. Although he didn't have eyes, ears, nose, tongue, or mouth, he really made a voice and said, "Are you afraid? Actually, you don't have to be afraid, because I am you, and you are me! ”

"How is that possible? When did I become a monk? When did you wear a monk's robe and leave such a back? Ye Feng was noncommittal, but he kept searching for the scene in front of him in his mind. However, no matter what he thought, how he thought, how he thought, he never remembered that he had such a back. He smiled bitterly, could it be from a previous life? But why did you find yourself in this life? "I'm not a god, I'm not a god, I'm not a god, so why can't you just let me go? Why bother? He roared hysterically, his eyes filled with black.

"I think you're wrong." The back disappeared in a flash, and when I looked again, it had already appeared at the door of the room next to it. Ye Feng looked up and saw that the building that was originally still the Daxiong Treasure Hall had lost its original appearance and turned into a lifeless mourning hall. "This..."Ye Feng was stunned, but still stepped in, he wanted to figure out what was going on. In other words, he wanted to know what the relationship between that back and himself was, and whether it was the wisp of remnants he was looking for.

As soon as I walked to the door of the room, I was stunned by a picture scroll hanging in front of me. Although the young woman in the scroll was painted with delicate makeup, dressed in graceful and luxurious clothes, wearing a crown of golden wings on her head, walking on the clouds, and wearing a white jade belt with gold silk around her waist. But Ye Feng still recognized her identity at a glance, and it turned out to be the Yue Ji he often saw in his dreams. "No way, this can't be." He muttered to himself in a trance, and slowly walked towards the crystal coffin behind the mourning hall.

Although he was mentally prepared, when he saw the cold corpse lying in the crystal coffin, he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. All along, he felt that he was living in a half-real, half-empty environment, often taking dreams as reality, and often imagining reality as if it were in a dream. But how to explain everything in front of you? Is Tsukihime really dead again?

"Are you sad? Are you sad? Are you lonely? "That back appeared not far from Ye Feng's side again, although it looks like he is staring at you, but he only has his back, so it looks very weird." You've always thought you were looking for me endlessly, right? Actually, you're really wrong, it's not that you're looking for me, it's that I'm calling you! As he spoke, his voice suddenly became sad and low, "The immortal book Huang Ting said that the soul wants to go to heaven and enter the abyss, and the soul returns to the spirit of nature. But what about you? For the sake of a beloved woman, he did not hesitate to keep me here for hundreds of years, have you considered my feelings? Don't say that she's just a little princess of the Shura clan, even if... Belch! ”

Before he finished his words, suddenly a big bright red hand suddenly appeared next to him, and that's it

He was taken out of thin air. Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned back to look for it, but he never saw that strange back again. When she turned her head, the moon in front of her was gone, and even the huge crystal coffin that contained her just now was gone. As if everything had never appeared just now, he was standing in the Daxiong Treasure Hall in this ancient temple at the moment, and in front of him were three golden lotus platforms, on which sat three Buddha statues, namely the Buddha of the past burning lamp, the present Buddha Rulai and the future Buddha Maitreya.

Ye Feng was in a trance, feeling like he was in a dream, and just when he wanted to kneel down and ask what was going on, the situation in front of him changed again. He saw that he was standing outside the gate of an ancient temple, the Spirit Rhino Sword was blocking in front of him, Ah Huang bared his teeth, and he was stretching out his hand to push the heavy gate of the ancient temple.

A loud bell rang out, and then the two doors opened on their own, and then a familiar voice said, "Since they're all here, why don't you come in and sit down?" Hearing this voice, the Spirit Rhino Sword that was blocking Ye Feng's body actually flew back into the Seven Treasure Gourd with a "whoosh". And what about Ah Huang? It seemed that he couldn't tell the situation in front of him a little, so he looked at Ye Feng in confusion, and then looked back at the figure standing under the Bodhi tree. A large bell hung beside him, and it was evident that the bell that had just been there had come from here.

"Who are you?" Ye Feng asked with difficulty, why did he have an extremely familiar feeling with this figure? Grandma's, no, didn't this scene already happen? What the hell is going on? "Haven't you been looking for me? It's just that I just want to listen to the song "Flying Sky" at the moment, is that okay? The man didn't look back, but just turned his back to Ye Feng and said.

"Listen to your sister, didn't you already hear it just now? Why more? Ye Feng said suspiciously, his mind was a little messy at the moment, who could tell him what was going on? Although he didn't play the first flight, the back was as if he had heard the sounds of heaven. After a while, he spun around and said leisurely, "Are you afraid?" Actually, you don't have to be afraid, because I am you, and you are me! ”

"It's your sister, what the hell is going on?" Ye Feng was a little crazy, and ran over quickly to grab the back and ask for an explanation. "I think you're wrong." The back disappeared in a flash, and when I looked again, it had already appeared at the door of the room next to it. Ye Feng looked up and saw that the building that was originally the Daxiong Treasure Hall had lost its original appearance and turned into a lifeless mourning hall again.

"Tsukihime." He walked in quickly, then leaned directly on the transparent crystal coffin and stared at the corpse inside. "Are you sad? Are you sad? Are you lonely? "That back appeared not far from Ye Feng's side again, although it looked like he was staring at you, but he only had his back, so it looked weird." You've always thought you were looking for me endlessly, right? Actually, you're really wrong, it's not that you're looking for me, it's that I'm calling you! He said, and suddenly

The voice became sad and low, "Xianben Huang Ting said that the soul wants to go to the heavens and enter the abyss, and the soul returns to the natural way, and the beads are solidified in the spiritual root, and the jade spoon and golden key are complete. But what about you? For the sake of a beloved woman, he did not hesitate to keep me here for hundreds of years, have you considered my feelings? Don't say that she's just a little princess of the Shura clan, even if... Belch! ”

Before he finished his words, he was grabbed by a big red hand that appeared next to him, and then the scene in front of him faded in an instant, and it was transformed into the appearance of the Mahavira Temple, and in front of him were three golden Buddha statues, Burning Lamp, Rulai and Maitreya. But in half a minute, the situation in front of him changed again, Lingxi was blocking in front of him, Ah Huang bared his teeth, and he was still stretching out his hand, preparing to push open the two heavy ancient temple doors.

Past? Right now? Future? Ye Feng suddenly realized something, and without waiting for the bell in the temple to ring, he hurriedly reminded him, "Cover your ears, quickly, cover your ears all!" Although they didn't know what Ye Feng was doing, Hu Die and Phoenix still did what Ye Feng said, covering their ears tightly. Even Wang Li next to her held her breath and poked her two index fingers into her ear holes. Ah Huang was even simpler, he simply rolled up his ears directly, then tilted his head and stared at Ye Feng in front of him, wondering what the hell he was doing.

A loud bell rang out, but because everyone covered their ears, they weren't carried into a specific space by the sound. The two doors in front of me were open, but they were slowly closing. He clearly saw a person standing in the door, with a bare head, wearing a blue-gray monk's robe, but not the back, but the front. That face is not someone else, it is really his Ye Feng's face, isn't he~ smiling at himself?

(End of chapter)