Chapter 255 Underworld
"Thank you, Mitsuki."
"...You are very weird," San Yueqi frowned and looked at Fu Xuan, feeling that he was not quite what he had imagined.
At the beginning, both Xing and Sanyueqi felt that after Fu Xuan came to the train, a Shura field would break out every day, and she and Fu Xuan would be in a state of confrontation.
But the reality is completely the opposite. Fu Xuan is easier to get along with than expected, speaks nicely, and even reads Pam's palm for free. He predicts that Xing will spray coffee all over the floor in the afternoon.
Fu Xuan lazily lay on the bed, with a soft Pam doll beside him, "Do you think I should stab you to death with the Lifeless Sword? That would be normal?"
"Ah."
After hesitating for a few seconds, San Yueqi finally sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at Fu Xuan with his head sideways, but he could not guess what Master Taibu was thinking.
As a fortune teller who can see through fate, everything Fu Xuan does has a deep meaning, but for March 7th it is actually just a simple truth.
"I can't bear to bully children."
Fu Xuan's lips curled up into a faint smile, but it was not entirely because of this reason. The first time he saw San Yue Qi, Fu Xuan felt that he looked a little familiar, and inexplicably did not have much hostility towards him.
Besides, An Ming had never dreamed of March 7th, so Fu Xuan naturally wouldn't have the leisure to go against March 7th.
She is not too worried now, so as an unknown guest, Fu Xuan is of course very gentle.
"I'm not a child!" Sanyueqi pouted, thinking that this was just a way to say that she was stupid. Really... why did everyone look at her like this.
"Hmmm, maybe bigger than all of us."
Fu Xuan turned over and lay on the bed with a smile, "Don't you want to take a look at your past? I have a miniature version of the Qiongguan Formation with me."
San Yueqi then remembered that Fu Xuan in front of her could use the Qiongguan Formation to spy on a person's past and future, but what happened in Luofu happened so quickly that she had no time to find Fu Xuan.
"Is it really possible?"
"Of course, I am also very curious about your past," Fu Xuan did not lie. San Yue Qi was one of the few people whose fate she could not see, so there must be a big secret in his past.
I think the starting point is also a secret of the level of the envoy. Could it be related to some star god? Fu Xuan found that since leaving Luofu with An Ming, the star god often came out to show his presence as if he didn't need money.
"Then..." Sanyueqi hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded vigorously, "Shall we start now?"
"of course."
Fu Xuan ran down from the bed barefoot and locked the door. He took out the Wuming Sword in front of San Yueqi's confused gaze, "This is the miniature Qiongguan formation constructed with Wuming as the core. The core of the formation is this sword."
"The retrospection cannot be disturbed by outsiders."
"Uh... looks more like murder to silence the witness," San Yue Qi muttered weakly, shrank his head, and was pulled back by Fu Xuan.
"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago. Why would I need to find a reason?"
Fu Xuan spoke lightly, and the Lifeless Sword gently pressed against San Yueqi's forehead. The cold touch seemed to be able to sense the bloody storm.
This sword was tainted with too much evil spirit. In a trance, San Yue Qi seemed to see Fu Xuan holding the Sword of No Life and chopping off the heads of countless evil creatures.
As the Qiongguan Formation unfolded, the surprise in Fu Xuan's eyes became more and more obvious. The restrictions set on March 7th were obviously more complicated than he had imagined.
"Liu Guang Yi Ting?"
Fu Xuan muttered to himself, and under the control of the Sword of No Life, many memories flashed before San Yue Qi's eyes. Those fragments were all about Yu Que's past.
Those past events that he had only heard from An Ming's mouth had now turned into real memories and were replaying in San Yueqi's mind.
Fu Xuan wanted San Yueqi to see her and An Ming’s past. He had no other intentions, he just felt that this was the only way to be truly fair.
However, for now, San Yue Qi can only see her own past. She cannot control the influence of the memories of Firefly and Robin for the time being.
As the memory played out, March 7th gradually stabilized, but at a certain moment it suddenly fluctuated violently.
Fu Xuan's unintentional action pried open a crack in the restriction set up by Liuguang Yiting, and the memories that flowed out were as cold as snow and as hot as fire.
It was at this moment that the extreme chill instantly blasted Fu Xuan out of San Yue Qi's spiritual realm, like a heavy hammer that forcibly interrupted the Qiongguan Formation's surveillance.
"Eh?"
San Yueqi opened his eyes in confusion, not knowing what was going on.
Fu Xuan's face was serious. In a corner unknown to her, that familiar past, could it be that the key to the passing of March 7th was hidden?
Which moment was it?
Has she... seen March 7th?
Fu Xuan was unusually confused, and looked at San Yue Qi and said softly, "Qiongguan Formation cannot see your past for the time being, sorry."
"It's okay, thank you."
San Yue Qi also answered with a smile, and her relationship with Fu Xuan gradually became harmonious, and he also formally accepted her identity as an unknown guest.
At least it was like this for a minute after leaving the room, until San Yueqi saw with his own eyes a sneaky figure holding a pillow and crawling into An Ming's room.
"Fu-Xuan!"
"I'm just sleeping, hey, what are you doing!"
...
...
Somewhere outside a mansion.
The flickering flames began to boil, and from them a majestic voice could be heard like thunder:
"Declare war on Pinocchio!"
"War on Pleasure!"
"War on memory!"
"Declare war on Cun Hu!"
"Declare war on Tongxie!"
Magma gushed out, and in the shadow of the drifting ashes, a figure slowly walked out.
Her long purple hair swayed slightly in the dry air. She seemed to have forgotten why she was here. The only thing she remembered was one thing.
To return this sword to someone.
Like a cherry blossom blooming among the snow.
She appeared outside the mansion with two swords on her back, and walked step by step along the source of the lava flow.
A stranger blocked my way, but this matter was very important, so I couldn't waste any time.
The blood-red sword light containing thunder was like a scarlet line that cut through the sky, illuminating the sky, and then shattered.
...
Pinocchio – Daydream Hotel.
"How are you, ma'am?"
"...?"
The waiter asked attentively: "What is your name? Do you have a reservation at the Daydream Hotel?"
"Name..." She was silent for a moment, then said softly: "Sea Patrol Ranger"
"Yellow Spring."
She seemed to have forgotten a lot of things.
For example, for some reason, the secret skill points were reduced a bit.
Huang Quan looked up at the dark night sky and thought of the sword in his arms. It was the last instruction from an important person.
who is it?
Just remember... you will know it the moment you see it.
The person who entrusts, the person who is entrusted, and the person who needs to be found.
It has long been annihilated into nothingness.