Just as the car was hesitating, Feng Xin suddenly appeared at the six doors. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shangguan Wan'er did not order the burial of the corpse pit in the bamboo forest, it was indeed ulterior, those dead corpses would not rot, and she would count them regularly. When he found that Feng Xin's body had disappeared, he immediately took Xuanhua back to the palace and imprisoned him, intending to lure Feng Xin out.

In the past few days, Feng Xin has gone to see Shangguan Wan'er, Xuanhua was tied to a chair, her eyes were dilated, her expression was in a trance, and she almost lost all her communication skills, and she didn't even recognize Feng Xin talking to her, but she still knew how to end herself, so in order to prevent Xuanhua from biting her tongue, she was forced to stuff a ball of cloth in her mouth.

It turned out that Xuanhua secretly brought out a thing when she moved from the palace to the embroidery building, and this year her scope of activity was only the embroidery building, and the thing must be hidden in the embroidery building, but she would rather die than say it.

Shangguan Wan'er turned over the entire embroidery building and still found nothing, so she exchanged Xuanhua's life, Feng Xin, as a brother, would not not be unclear about her sister's thoughts, as long as Feng Xin promised to help find that thing, she could not blame the Ji family for the past, and even Feng Xin could leave Lijing Gate in addition to releasing Xuanhua.

Feng Xin felt sorry for Xuanhua, so he naturally agreed without saying a word. Unexpectedly, Xuanhua, who was originally slumped in the chair and did not react, suddenly became quite excited, she tried her best to twist her body to break free, and the whole person fell to the ground along with the chair that fixed her, and her throat choked out a terrible whine. Xuanhua cried, and when she was helped up, she shook her head desperately at Feng Xin, and her tears burst into tears. Feng Xin recognized that look, it was a pleading look, and she begged him not to look for it...... Don't look for that thing, let alone give it to Shangguan Wan'er.

Shangguan Wan'er gave an order, and Xuanhua was imprisoned back in the side hall. She didn't explain to Feng Xin what she was looking for, she just told Feng Xin that he saw it and knew it. And repeatedly promised that as long as the things were in hand, they would never embarrass their brothers and sisters.

Therefore, Feng Xin turned around to ask Ziche for help, after all, Ziche was the closest person to Xuanhua this year.

The two of them returned to the embroidery building where they had lived in Xuanhua for a year, and the interior furnishings were simple and there was no furniture at all. Looking around at this embroidery building, there is indeed no place to hide, no wonder Shangguan Wan'er said that she couldn't find it, the traces of being searched are still there, and even the sheets have been torn open. It seems that Shangguan Wan'er has indeed found all the places that can be found. They searched the roof again, and even went up to check the beams, but there was no sign of anything hidden.

Looking at the new soil outside the yard, it seems that Shangguan Wan'er has dug up eighty percent of the ground.

The two of them have no clue, what is Xuanhua hiding that is worth sacrificing her life? And where will she hide? Her movements were restricted...... As Shangguan Wan'er speculated, the thing must still be in this building.

After returning to the house and pondering for a while, Feng Xin suddenly fixed his eyes on a screen in front of the bed, the base of the screen was cheap jute cloth, and only a few magpies and two or three green bamboos were tattooed on it, and the silk thread was also cheap, and the embroidery was good but I couldn't see anything special. Feng Xin stopped in front of the screen, stretched out his hand to touch the embroidery sample on it, and then took out a knife and picked out the silk threads on the magpie pattern one by one, and a piece of paper folded into small pieces was actually revealed in the embroidery thread.

They dismantled all the embroidery on the screen, and finally uncovered six pieces of paper, five of which had the same lines as the flame paper drawn from the bone, and one of the pieces of paper was ......

And on one of the pieces of paper, there is a portrait of "me", and there is a word "forget" next to it.

(No wonder Feng Xin saw how strange my expression was when we first met, no wonder they were not at all wary of me, the person who suddenly broke in, and directly told me what Nuwa's tomb was going to dig.) )

Of course, Ziche didn't know who the person in the painting was at the moment, and when they were about to go back to their lives with the piece of paper they found, they didn't know...... At the moment when they were about to enter the city gate, they found many archers hidden around the city walls, and they saw an unbelievable sight for a lifetime.

......

The body of Xuanhua was hung on the wall of the city gate.

The corpse was separated.

For Feng Xin, what a terrible scene. The blood veins in his body expanded with anger, and Ziche used all his strength to suppress him and shout at him.

Shangguan Wan'er wants to solve Feng Xin in the palace, she will definitely be seen and heard, she can use Xuanhua to lure Feng Xin once, there will definitely be a second time, and at the moment when Feng Xin rushes out and puts Xuanhua down, ten thousand arrows are fired. If you go out desperately now, then there is really nothing, and no matter how good your kung fu is, you can't escape the arrows that pierce your heart.

That woman never wanted to let them go.

After all, Feng Xin is a person with strict training, and he has a set of analytical logic in his mind about the release of emotions and the pros and cons of things.

Endure what others can't endure, this is what they need to do most right now.

The two returned to the abandoned mansion outside the city, and Feng Xin immediately knelt on the ground and tore open the ghost crying god in his throat. And Ziche is not excited and sad, he is not. Xuanhua's body was hung alone at the city gate for public display, she didn't even have a whole body, and there would be no funeral.

For the next two days, they stayed in the courtyard, Feng Xin was either sitting or lying, and he never shed a tear. That kind of sorrow resides in the soul, penetrating through the bone marrow.

At noon on the third day, Feng Xin finally spoke, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked Ziche to do one thing to help him confirm what he thought. After Ziche silently bowed his head, he saw Feng Xin pick up the broken magnetic bowl that fell on the ground, wipe the dust in the magnetic bowl with the corner of his clothes, and then, he actually cut off a piece of meat on his arm, squeezed a bowl of blood, handed the bowl of blood and the piece of meat to Ziche, and motioned for him to eat.

Ziche was secretly horrified, but in that atmosphere, he did not refuse, took the bowl, and swallowed it with human blood mixed with human flesh.

What Feng wanted to confirm was to confirm the existence of a space-time rift, and he alone could not prove whether the strange scene he had seen a few days ago was a fantasy or a fact...... Feng thought that since he had this physique because he was fed strange food, then his flesh should have the same effect, so he made this decision, just give it a try, and it was indeed feasible. The sub-car also began to have the ability to cross the rift in time and space, but not so completely.

In the days that followed, the two of them pieced together the content recorded in the five ancient texts left by Xuanhua, which seemed to be Zhang Yao's post, in addition to Nuwa's placenta and some other things, but the most important thing was to find out who the portrait of the man painted by Xuanhua was, they searched for a long time without solving the result, and never expected that "I" was not from their dynasty.

So how did Huahua know about my existence? Is there anything involved between me and her?

[Not long after eating his flesh and blood, Feng Xin's memories began to gradually appear in my mind. Including some of the things he experienced in his childhood, the history books he read, and the time he was imprisoned in the year he disappeared and the process of him discovering that he could cross space, and this is the so-called art of immortality in ordinary people, the transfer of the original soul is the transfer of memory, if I don't still keep most of the memories of Ziche Jin, otherwise sometimes I really doubt that my name is actually Ji Fengxin.

It's not just for Xuanhua to leave a mystery, I also want to find an answer, but whether this impulse comes from Ziche Jin himself, or from the memory that occupies Ji Fengxin's mind, this is unknown.

I didn't tell Feng Xin that I had his memory, it wasn't necessary or necessary, it was just ......

When you have someone else's memory in your head, when you unconsciously carry out someone else's habits, are you sure you're still you? 】

Ziche's last words shattered my heart fiercely.

When I have more and more gorgeous memories in my head, am I still me?