I stood on the barren sand dunes and looked into the distance. There were yellow deserts everywhere. Occasionally, there were a few plants that seemed to be about to dry. The endless feeling made people feel a little confused.
The temperature at noon was particularly hot, as if it was about to burn people.
I felt an indelible haze in my heart. I never shed so many tears, and I could no longer cry. But the pain of losing my loved ones was still so clear and unforgettable.
There is no need to lie to me. The King of Hell said that Mo Yibai will definitely die, so Mo Yibai is naturally dead.
I sighed slightly, never thinking that I would sacrifice myself for me, but in the end someone died because of me, and I was a relative who had been separated for many years.
All the memories I had forgotten came back to my mind. I remember that I had an older brother who was two years older than me, named Long Feifan. Before my parents passed away, our family was very happy. Until one day, my parents left and met me because of a car accident, and I was separated from my brother. While being raised by my grandfather, I began to forget, forget the memories of my childhood, and forget that I still have a blood relative.
But my brother never forgot me and has been guarding me by my side. I suddenly thought of my grandfather. In this way, did my grandfather know more or less.
Even though I knew that Mo Yibai was Long Feifan, I still wanted to let him protect me by my side. Even though I knew that he was my biological brother and that he was also his grandson, I put him in danger, just to make me live.
I was so upset that when I thought of my grandfather, I really wanted to ask if I knew what Mo Yibai was doing, so I wanted to ask him how much he knew. But now I don’t know what grandfather and the others are doing. We left the Dragon Tomb and arrived at this place, I don’t know if they know.
After a day, I calmed down a little from the grief.
I also learned some things. Hua Bubai and the organization of Eleven were kidnapped by My Grandpa and others came here to conduct an archaeological investigation. They believed that the pyramid here is related to the Beidou Seven Star Tomb. In fact, this is indeed the case based on our discussion.
Jiuwei said that there is a key in the Linglong Pagoda. Although we did not see the actual key, we arrived at this place through the transmission platform, which was enough to show that there must be an inevitable connection between the two tombs.
I can basically be sure that the tomb they are doing archaeological work in Eleven is the third tomb we are looking for.
Four days ago, because I, Jiuwei and the King of Hell appeared at the pyramid of the Eleventh Day at the same time, their archaeological work was interrupted and the action had not started yet. Because of our appearance, the archaeological organizer said that he wanted to ask his superiors, and Jiuwei and the King of Hell were left to take care of them in their camp. On the surface, they were recuperating from injuries, but in fact they were placed under disguise of house arrest.
I have no special opinion on being under house arrest like this. In order not to let Mo Yi die in vain and to prevent more people from making unnecessary sacrifices, I still have to find seven ancient tombs and enter the last tomb of the immortals. Now that I have just lost my brother, I am really not in the mood to take any action. If the enemy does not move, I will not move, which is quite good.
The King of Hell stood beside me at some point, silently holding an oil paper umbrella.
The shadow enveloped me, and the hot feeling suddenly dissipated a lot. I turned my head and looked at the King of Hell, "Are you here to urge me to act quickly?"
The King of Hell said lightly: "I am the King of Hell, not a death-seeking ghost. You will go in the end. Sooner or later, what's there to worry about me?"
"That's right, you know everything well." I asked, habitually, "Did you think you would be afraid of the sun and not be distracted?"
"I, King of Hell. I'm holding an umbrella." The King of Hell said, looking up at his umbrella.
"It's really cool. Is there any air conditioning inside the umbrella?"
The King of Hell did not answer my joking question, but said: "I asked Black and White Impermanence, and Long Feifan's ghost did not go to the underworld."
I glanced at the King of Hell, "You told me personally that he would die. Are you trying to tell him now that he is not only dead, but also lost his soul? Or is he becoming a resentful ghost?"
The King of Hell glanced at me and shook his head. His slender and tender fingers as white as a woman pinched them a few times like a fortune teller, and shook his head and said, "Die will definitely die. There is the time for his death in the book of life and death, but he has not become a resentful ghost. However, his wish has not been fulfilled, he should come to you."
"Are you caring about me now, or do you want to tell me that if he comes to me, you will send him to the underworld?" I turned my head and looked at the King of Hell. This King of Hell who likes to do whatever he wants is not like a humane guy.
The King of Hell turned around and left slowly, without saying a word, gradually moving away and turning into a slight erratic red.
Eleven came soon after the King of Hell left. Eleven was as lively as before, but it was much more calmer than when we first met.
Eleven with a ponytail was probably because of the vicious sun in the desert. Her skin was darker than when she first met her, and she did not look like an African. She was just wheat-colored and she still looked like a beautiful little girl.
"Are you still thinking about your brother?" Eleven patted my shoulder and asked, "A person cannot be resurrected by death, don't think too much. You know more than us. Since you know that there is a way of reincarnation and know that he can still be a human being, don't make things difficult for yourself anymore."
"I didn't make things difficult for myself, I just felt a little sad, after all, I died for me." I turned my head and smiled at Eleven. I thought my smile must be very sad.
Eleven sighed and said, "Yes, even if I know the news of Mo Yibai's death, I will be sad. Besides, he is your brother. Sometimes life is really unpredictable. I never thought that he would be your elder brother who is not at all similar to you. At that time, I didn't understand why Mo Yibai has been trying hard to protect you, but now I understand it."
We stood on the sand dunes for a long time. The sun was very fierce here. It was about forty degrees at noon. If we just sanitize for a while, we would feel that our whole body was about to peel off.
I didn't dare to show it anymore, so I told Eleven: "Go back."
On the way back, Eleven asked me if I would find those tombs. The people who kidnapped their organization would ask me to help enter the pyramid together.
I told Eleven that this is exactly what I want. Since I already know that everything is related to myself, even if it is not for my own life, I should consider it for others and finally make it clear.
I asked Eleven if they knew about the organization and what kind of organization it was. Eleven said that she was not very clear, and Hua Bubai had no clue. There were many more powerful people in this organization, well-known professors in the archaeology industry, and several more famous killers, all of whom were in the organization.
Because of the large scale of the pyramid, there are more people in the organization here than those who follow my grandfather and others.
Now the organization is staying in a canyon, a canyon not far from the Imperial Valley. It is said that the pyramid that had just been excavated is nearby, and I, the King of Hell and Jiuwei were brought out from the pyramid by their group of people.
The terrain of the canyon is relatively low, so it is much cooler than outside. It was so hot that I couldn’t breathe, but when I arrived at the canyon, my breathing became much smoother.
Kyuubi stood at the entrance of the canyon, and when he saw me, he hurriedly came up to me and asked me, "Where have you been?"
"I haven't gone anywhere, I'm not far away, I'm worried, I'm sorry." I looked at Kyuuba and said.
Jiuwei had already left Linglong Tower and could recover from his freedom, but he still followed me. Because I was her master in my previous life, I would always follow me.
I didn't want to have too many people around who sacrificed their lives to protect me. I knew that even if I could protect my life, I couldn't protect so many people. However, the fox had a stubborn temper. If he said that he would have to follow me, he would have to be by my side.
Eleven came to my ear and asked quietly, "Is this really a fox? Why can't I see the fox look like at all?"
"It's true." I smiled slightly. I have seen the nine-tailed ones from a fox to a human form, and I have also seen the nine-tailed ones from a human form to a fox.
Eleven said meaningfully, and then circled around Jiu Tai, "Is there really such a monster in the world? Jiu Tai, you turn into a fox and show it to me, I'm very curious!"
Looking at the Eleventh, I couldn't help but feel a little funny. As expected, I was still the same as before, and I was particularly curious. When I comforted me, I looked like an adult, but now I have become a child again.
And over there, the one who is one of the same virtues as the eleven is Hua Bubai.
He still looked sissy. When he saw the King of Hell, he was particularly interested in the King of Hell. He seemed to have been following the King of Hell for questions.
The King of Hell stood outside the tent, avoiding Hua Bubai, but was chased by Hua Bubai.
"Hey, I'm in red, are you really the King of Hell? Why is the King of Hell like this? Are you a man or a woman?" Hua Bubai's question was like a continuous cannon bombing the King of Hell.
I am really worried that the King of Hell will be angry and change Hua Bubai's life and death to death in the book of Life and Death to a few days of death.
Seeing that the King of Hell seemed to be a little impatient, I frowned slightly, and I walked up to stop Hua Bubai and said, "The King of Hell is angry, your life will be lost. This King of Hell has a bad temper."
"Is that true?" Hua Bubai hesitated and looked at the King of Hell.
"He has a book of life and death in his hand. As long as he moves his pen, you can go to the underworld." I said.
"No! So casual!" Hua Bubai looked at me in surprise, then quickly turned around and apologized to the King of Hell, "You are so sorry, I'm annoyed you just now, you're so angry, I admit that I was wrong!"