Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 14: I’m in hell

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It seems that it was just a long dream, with the background of turquoise water flowing in the dream. It was the blue Nam Co Lake, the cloudless sky and the silver-white snow peaks reflected on the lake surface, glorious, as if frozen The silver waves, fish leaping up from time to time, flashed with colorful scales under the sun.

The mother vaguely looked like she did when she was not ill. Standing beside her, the wind was going to be turbulent, her mother’s fingers passed through her ears and held her tightly, a familiar warm touch.

I suddenly remembered that this was the only time a mother and daughter had traveled. Since her father ran away from home when she was young, her mother has taken her to struggle for survival in this extremely small and narrow world for the poor. Fortunately, her mother is open-minded and bright. She can work hard all night for ten yuan to work overtime, or she can spend ten years of savings for her daughter’s dream of crossing the plateau.

Standing in front of Lake Nam Co, the wind on the plateau is endless, pointing straight through the icy peaks like a sharp sword, and rushing to the wild land, beyond the clouds, there is a faint whisper, like singing Like a Buddhist scripture, hovering above her head with the low-flying goshawk. At that moment, she seemed to hear the sound of some deposited haze and obsession in the depths of her heart, being crushed by the wind with ice and snow.

After returning from Namhu, she chose archeology and history.

Choose to accompany the yellow sandy desert, the thousand-year-old silent giant Buddha, the deserted village for a long time, the deep and mysterious canyon, and the cliff with hanging coffins.

In a blink of an eye, she walked into the gloomy long corridor, the blue and white porcelain long bright lights gleaming, the wide boulder floor was hollowed out by her marching boots, and every three steps, a huge flower was carved on the stone surface. The lotus flower, the character-shaped underground palace was gradually exposed in front of her, with golden light step by step, and the giant emerald beast in her ear chamber silently looked at each other.

The sound of chanting like a Buddha’s sutra faintly resounded again, no trace to be found but everywhere, murmured in her ears, she pressed her pounding heart, and walked toward the main tomb instinctively .

Yes, right there.

It is so tall and huge, majestic and magical beyond human imagination, the totem of the beast on the white stone pillar is about to rise, and dozens of night pearls on the golden dome are shining, as if another layer of nine heavens has been created.

Her eyes only looked at the golden coffin.

Who is sleeping quietly there?

The giant golden coffin is carved with patterns, vaguely human faces.

She stepped forward.

“Shuyao.”

The call behind him was kind and sad, familiar and unfamiliar.

She suddenly turned around.

“Mom…”

I didn’t know where to hit a white light. In the white light, the mother’s body was thin, paper-like, and the white hospital gown with blue stripes pierced her eyes.

“Fuyao, how are you?”

She stood frozen in place, tears welled up in her eyes, and turned around to run towards the spot where the white light converged.

There is her mother, her concern, the only harbor she can dock after drifting, her…home.

The moment he turned around, the inexplicable low chant behind him suddenly became louder, rising up louder than once, turning into a huge sound wave, spreading to the entire hall, until like a surging wave, a wave rushing, as if desire Surround her like waiting to stay.

“Fuyao…”

“If you turn around, I will be in hell.”

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“It’s dawn.”

The low and elegant male voice rang in his ears, which sounded a bit familiar. For a moment, Meng Fuyao thought that the sound in his dream would reappear, and he once again crossed time and space to go to a place where fate must go. .

Opened his eyes in a daze, and his slightly blurred vision swayed like water waves, reflecting the majestic and vulgar face, Meng Fuyao was stunned for a long time before remembering that he was in that dangerous escape moment just now. The man who had only seen both sides fell asleep in his arms and had a strange dream.

It’s a new experience like never in this life.

Getting up with a blushing face, Meng Fuyao sat up and looked around. He found himself in a quiet room. Looking at the layout and decoration, it was clearly a guest room in Xuanyuan Villa. In other words, they are still in Xuanyuan Sword School. Inside.

Yuan Zhaoxuan has changed his clothes, but it’s an ordinary commoner. Unfortunately, his temperament is too outstanding. The commoner can’t conceal his elegance even when he wears the commoner. On the contrary, it makes his ordinary clothes more plain. The points are noble, simple and elegant.

He sits idle on the chair and gently touches the tea stalks inside the cup with the tea cover, Master Yuan Bao squatted on his shoulders, and when the tea was almost cold, he leaned over and took a sip.

Yuan Zhaoxu smiled, as if he didn’t seem to care about it. Master Yuan Bao was triumphant after the successful attack, Yuan Zhaoxu calmly pressed the tea stem, and suddenly put the tea cup on Yuan Bao’s head.

The huge and heavy porcelain cup lid slammed on the snow-white head of Master Yuanbao, and immediately covered it under the lid. Master Yuanbao was caught off guard against giants and had not practiced iron neck skills. Squeezed short, he drunk with the lid of the cup and turned three times on Yuan Zhaoxun’s shoulder, before slamming to the ground.

Master Yuan Bao, who got up, didn’t dare to seek revenge from the master. He poked his **** and went to the corner to circle. Yuan Zhao said nothing happened. He smiled and asked Meng Fuyao who was watching the show, “Who did you dream of?” “

Meng Fuyao was stunned, vaguely remembering the dream just now. He was in a daze, and a little suffocation, but he barely smiled on his face, “Nothing, dreaming of some old things.”

Yuan Zhaoxu took a sip of tea and raised his eyes from the edge of the lamp. His eyelashes were thick and thin, densely covering the dark and dark eyes, “Oh? The old thing? What are you doing while holding me? ?”

“Huh?”

“You hold my sleeves and call mother.”

“Oh!!!”

Meng Fuyao’s face instantly flushed.

Putting down the tea cup, leaning back on the chair, Yuan Zhaoxuan’s eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, “Mom? Do you mean mother? Your name for respected relatives seems to be a little different from that of mainland Chinese.”

Meng Fuyao was embarrassed at first, and he was slightly surprised at random. After thinking about it, he smiled freely. “Your Excellency said that you know all the races on the Wuzhou Continent, but you don’t know that our Yanhuang people call their mothers. Mom’s.”

“Yanhuang clan?” Yuan Zhaoxuan’s voice was calm, and he was not surprised at all.

“Yes.” Meng Fuyao didn’t change his face. “The remote tribe of Hengzhou has lived in the mountains for generations and didn’t interact with outsiders. I was taken out of the mountains by distant relatives since I was a child. I don’t remember anything else, but This still has some impression of the name of mother.”

She blinked, stretched out her hand, and smiled generously, “I am Meng Fuyao, thank you for saving me twice.”

Yuan Zhaoxuan’s eyes slowly fell on her outstretched white palm and smiled, “This is also the etiquette of your Yanhuang people?”

Meng Fuyao looked straight into his eyes, “In the custom of our family, when a woman reaches out to you, it is very rude for you to ignore it.”

“Really…” Yuan Zhao’s tail sound dragged a long, deep and elegant, like a sigh in a dream. He slowly stretched out his hand, as if to hold Meng Fuyao’s hand, but he was touching it with his fingers. When he suddenly turned his palm back, he pulled Meng Fuyao into his arms.

He laughed softly on the top of Meng Fuyao’s head, with a faint strange fragrance, and instantly surrounded Meng Fuyao who was a little surprised.

“In the custom of our Promise Kingdom, when a woman takes the initiative to show her closeness to you, it is very stupid for you not to accept her.”