The innermost part of the hall sits on the throne of the king, which symbolizes the supreme power of the ancient kingdom of Pozi, and the material is pure gold, which is very eye-catching, like a dragon chair, but there is no dragon on it. On the left armrest is a fist, and on the right armrest is a bird's claw, which looks like the two statues in the temple that are not human or ghost. Cheng Ruxue sat down on the king's throne with great interest, straightened her back, pretended to be the king, and shouted "to the court" as if she had something to do. The voice echoed in the hall a few times, and Cheng Ruxue couldn't help laughing.

Zheng Xiaofeng was in a trance, in his impression, Cheng Ruxue didn't seem to be such a childlike person. Although Cheng Ruxue looked sunny three years ago, her heart was cold after all, and all her strong and optimistic appearance was just to hide the true despair in her heart. But now, she seems to have really lived like an ordinary person, and she has lived like the same she was three years ago.

Thinking of this, Zheng Xiaofeng was a little sad, if his ability could have been stronger, if they had been more cautious that night, if Yan Feiyu hadn't left with a large army, if he hadn't saved the girl he didn't know from Li Biao at all, if his father hadn't gotten the ancient book that he still didn't know where he came from, if the thief who stabbed his mother had never entered their home, then their family would have lived happily by now...... It's a pity, life is like this, there are no ifs.

In fact, he couldn't figure out why Cheng Ruxue could change so easily, he didn't try to make himself want to open some during his time in prison, but all he ushered in was failure. He couldn't figure it out, just as he might never know how important his appearance was to Cheng Ruxue back then. No matter how dark a corner is, it only takes a ray of sunlight to illuminate it, and no matter how hard the ice, as long as there is a trace of flame, it can gradually melt it. Cheng Ruxue understood this truth, and Bai Qianyu, Dong Quede and others also understood, so they tried every means to bring Zheng Xiaofeng to Cheng Ruxue's side, they believed that Cheng Ruxue would be the ray of sunshine and the flame, and until now what they haven't understood, Zheng Xiaofeng is the only one left.

Cheng Ruxue noticed Zheng Xiaofeng's loneliness, and her expression sank suddenly, she jumped down from the seat and came to Zheng Xiaofeng's side.

"Brother Xiaofeng, I'll show you something." She said mysteriously.

"What?" He asked.

Cheng Ruxue touched her pocket and took out a business card with Zheng Xiaofeng's name written on it.

Ho, something from three years ago.

She did call the number on it, but he couldn't pick it up at that time.

However, she never thought that it was him deliberately avoiding her, she always believed that he had encountered something else.

It's just that no one expected that it would be so sad.

"You gave it to me back then, do you remember?"

Zheng Xiaofeng glanced at it, but what Cheng Ruxue didn't expect was that his brows suddenly wrinkled even tighter, his whole face turned cloudy, and he walked away without looking back.

"Hey-" Cheng Ruxue was stunned for a moment, and then realized what a ridiculous mistake she had made.

She originally wanted to borrow this business card to remind Zheng Xiaofeng of the once beautiful self and the past between the two, but she didn't think that what Zheng Xiaofeng thought of for the first time was that she could never go back...... Yes - this business card is so beautifully made and so well made, it was a symbol of the Zheng family's status, but now, he can no longer use it.

"Brother Xiaofeng!" Cheng Ruxue screamed in frustration and hurriedly chased after her, but Zheng Xiaofeng held back all the words that Cheng Ruxue wanted to explain next.

"What we need now is to find an exit and not talk about meaningless things!" Zheng Xiaofeng said, and pointed to Cheng Ruxue's kettle, "We don't have extra time!" ”

After he finished speaking, he continued to walk far away by himself, Cheng Ruxue couldn't speak, so he could only lower his head and follow him silently like a child who had done something wrong.

At this time, Cheng Ruxue felt very remorseful, even if this incident was actually not her fault at all. But she just felt sad, she felt that she had made him feel sad again. She was cautious and did not dare to speak any more, and the two of them were silent all the way, just searching room after room, as if there was no other person around at all.

It wasn't until a few hours later that Xu Qingyun, Dong Quede, and Bai Qianyu all came over to converge.

Zheng Xiaofeng saw them and asked, "How is the situation?" ”

The three of them shook their heads, and Xu Qingyun said, "There is no hair, what about you?" ”

Zheng Xiaofeng pointed to a door in front of him and said, "I haven't found anything for the time being, only this one house is left." ”

A few people looked up, and saw that this building seemed to be closer to the Central Plains in style, and for some reason, everyone's first reaction was that this should be a study, and the location was relatively secluded, which was also in line with the characteristics of the study. Xu Qingyun said, "Let's go in and have a look." ”

Everyone poured in one after another, and Dong Que took the opportunity to ask Cheng Ruxue: "How are you two getting along?" ”

Cheng Ruxue sighed, shook her head, and smiled bitterly. Dong Que let out a "uh", and could only comfort her: "It's okay, take your time." ”

One thing to say, Dong Que is really interesting to Zheng Xiaofeng.

After the group entered the room for a while, they realized that this was indeed a place to store books, and the whole room was full of bookshelves, and it seemed that the common feeling of everyone could not be wrong. Dong Que glanced twice, and suddenly found a few words on each shelf, translated in his crappy Qiuzi script, which was probably a classification of all kinds of books.

"Now, these are really valuable things." Dong Que had to flip through a few books casually, and after reading them, he said, "It seems that the achievements of the civilization of the ancient country of Pozi for thousands of years are all concentrated here, these are history books, these are medical books, these are geography, and those seem to be about astrology, if you have time, you should really copy them all down and translate them." ”

Bai Qianyu glanced at Xu Qingyun, the strange thing is that the latter doesn't seem to be interested in these, let alone taking it, he didn't even touch it, it stands to reason that these things should be white silver in the eyes of tomb robbers, could it be that this guy is not bad money now? …… In short, no matter how you look at it, this Xu Qingyun doesn't look like a gangster who is in charge of such a large treasure theft organization as the Qingyun Society.

"Don't just read a book, look at your feet." Zheng Xiaofeng reminded, and he had just finished saying this sentence, and his attention was also attracted by a red book on the shelf. The red was eerie, and it looked familiar, as if it were the color of the huge crystal coffin in the altar of Tarim Mountain.

Dong Que happened to come over, and Zheng Xiaofeng asked him, "What kind of book do you see?" ”

Dong Que pointed to the four words on the book jacket and said, "The secret technique of immortality, damn, let's see if it can really live forever." ”

Zheng Xiaofeng turned his head and couldn't help sighing, it turned out that this was what his father had been looking for, and now it actually fell into his hands by mistake. Dong Que saw that Zheng Xiaofeng didn't react, and asked again: "What do you want?" Open it and take a look! ”

Zheng Xiaofeng reacted at this time, opened the cover, and wrote a lot of Po Ziwen inside. Zheng Xiaofeng couldn't understand it, so he had to move his eyes to Dong Quede, who scratched his head awkwardly and said, "I'll try my best." ”

He read it for a long time before he said, "The first few pages are not written about the content of the Immortal Technique, but the origin of the Immortal Technique. ”

"Origin?"

"Yes, if you want to hear me tell you about it?"

Zheng Xiaofeng nodded, he was not in a hurry to find an exit at this time, he also wanted to know more about the things that his father cared about. Dong Quede continued his previous narrative style, and after organizing the language, he told the content of the book as if it were a story.

……

The desert is lonely, the sun sets over the long river, and one day thousands of years ago, the ancient country of Pozi suddenly welcomed a strange guest.

"Stop! What people! When the two sentries on duty saw the man in strange costume come out of the cave intact, both of them had expressions of surprise on their faces.

"Why didn't the things in the cave stop him......" one of the sentries whispered to the other.

Both sentries pointed their weapons at the man, not knowing whether he was friend or foe. The man was dressed in a black robe, his face was covered with white powder, and he held a banner with a scorpion painted on it. He didn't speak, just took out a small bird from his pocket, and with a force of his hand, he actually strangled it to death.

"This ......" the two sentries were stunned, and they didn't understand what the comer meant. At this time, the man bit his finger again and smeared the blood on the bird's body. Something magical happened, and the bird's body recovered, opened its eyes, and flew away with its wings as if nothing had happened.

"Ahh You! Are you a god?! The two men shouted in amazement, and the shouts alarmed the great general who happened to pass by, Yang Qi.

Yang Qi followed the sound and asked the two sentinels, "What happened?" Why the loud noise? The sentry told the truth what they had just seen.

"How can such a thing happen?" The general also felt incredulous, and after thinking about it, he decided to ask the man directly: "Do you know the art of immortality?" ”

The man didn't respond, as if he couldn't understand Pozi's words, he just pointed to the palace in the distance, and then to himself.

"You want to see our king?" The general speculated that the man was just repeating the same action all the time.

"The king has been critically ill recently, and he may die soon, if this man really knows the art of immortality...... the general couldn't help but think to himself, "you might as well introduce him to the palace, maybe you can really cure the king's illness......"