Fan Bai looked at the face in front of him in a daze. What a beautiful face!
His eyes reflected everything faintly, but it was as if nothing was in them. They were calm and clear.
His eyes were gentle, and it was difficult to leave a deep impression on others. Just like how Fan Bai had talked to him for so long and did not realize that he had such beautiful eyes.
At first, she was wearing a veil that covered her eyes and didn't see anything below. Now that she looked closely, she felt that her facial features were like a piece of beautiful jade that was raised in a hot spring.
At first glance, there was nothing strange about it, but when he looked at it a second time, he felt that he could not move his gaze away. He wanted to observe and play with it carefully.
No wonder he had to wear white. Only the most original color, white, could bring out his temperament, like that of a banished immortal. "What's your name?"
asked Sanbei, who had been staring at him for a long time, as if he was dreaming.
What was his name? What kind of name could make him stand out like this white robe? " Ling," the man in white did not snatch the veil back. After being stared at by Fan Bei in a daze, he did not reveal any other expression on his face and only replied indifferently. "Ling?" Fan Bei repeated. She looked up and down at Ling and remembered an ancient legend.
There was a kind of bird called the Ling. Its feathers were blue and extremely beautiful. They lived by clear springs or on high grounds. They flew extremely fast and built their nests on extremely high branches. It was a pity that their feathers were too beautiful and pure blue, so people paid attention to them and set up many traps to capture them. They used their beautiful feathers as the most precious ornaments to offer to the nobles and nobles to gain benefits. Due to its high value and low reproductive ability, this beautiful bird with extremely fast flight speed quickly disappeared from this world. Only legends were occasionally heard of.
The person in front of him, who was named Ling, was as beautiful as the bird that had disappeared. She did not know if she should be glad that Qin Qi had trapped her here. Thinking of this, Fan Bei raised his hand and handed the veil to him. He said embarrassedly," Here, I'll return it to you, Ling."”
Ling took the veil and put it back on, hiding everything behind a cover.
It was as if the glimpse just now had never happened, and the shock in his heart had never happened.
Fan Bei calmed himself down and asked," Since we're going to spend so much time together in the future, we should get to know each other. You should know my name. Fan Bei, you might not know anything else about me." If possible, I want to tell you my story.”
Therefore, Fan Bai leaned against a tree trunk and said with a serious look in his eyes.
Ling was slightly surprised. His beautiful eyebrows raised imperceptibly." Why did Miss Fan tell me this?"”" Just call me Fan Bei." Fan Bei casually folded a bamboo branch and said frankly," Because I want to make friends with you. My intuition tells me that you are a person worth making friends with."”"Then Fan Bei, what do you want from me?”Ling looked at Fan Bei's hand that was breaking the bamboo branch, and a bright light suddenly flashed across her eyes, disappearing in an instant.
Fan Bai didn't see it very clearly. Why would such a light flash in his usually indifferent eyes? "Mm…I want you to give a message to my good friend Qin Feng."
After saying that, he looked at Ling expectantly. However…he was on the opposite side of Qin Qi, right? He was Qin Qi's helper, right? Would he help him?
The sun was setting, and the sunlight was hidden in the thick clouds, hiding the temperature. The coldness of winter gradually rose, as if it was coated with a layer of shadow.
The shadow of the Heavenly Chasm Mountain was inverted in Qin Feng's eyes. It was sharper than the sharp blades used to kill on the battlefield.
The tall cliff in front of him allowed Qin Feng to easily see his heart.
Yes, he was very uneasy, as if he had returned to a few months ago when Fan Bei was taken away by Yun Zhong and locked in the stone prison. No, he was a thousand times more uneasy than that day.
At that time, he did not understand what she meant to him, nor did he know where his uneasiness came from.
But now, as he looked at the Heavenly Chasm Mountain and thought about the fact that she was indeed not by his side, a sense of powerlessness rose from his heart, layer by layer. It was like a monstrous wave that pushed down the tide of his heart.
It turned out that in just a few months, Ah Bei had become so important to him.
She had praised him for his good looks with a smile, scolded him for being weak in the prison, read the memorials that he could not understand with him…All the scenes appeared in front of his eyes.
Qin Feng closed his eyes. He didn't know if he was alive or dead. How could he let himself suffer like this when he could finally bring her back to his country and home?
Ah Bai, Ah Bai, he had always been hiding his thoughts in the Qin country. Other than calling his closest relatives by the word 'A', he could only call his own companion.
He could have explained it to her and changed her name to Ah Feng, but he still hid such thoughts in the end, hoping that she wouldn't know, hoping that he and her.
This feeling was so subtle and sad.
Would she have such selfish thoughts when she liked someone?
However, from the Qin King at the beginning to the Qin General on the battlefield.
He had already found the real thing to do, and that was to shoulder the responsibility of the King of Qin.
But now, a mountain had cut off all connections.
He was so useless that he couldn't even save the person he loved.
He punched the tree trunk, shaking off a few dead leaves that had survived the autumn wind.
It fell in a whirl.
The bystanders saw this, but they did not know how to comfort her.
Suddenly, an arrow shot down from the mountain peak towards Qin Feng.
Feng Lingqi reacted quickly and drew his sword to deflect it. The arrow fell to the ground.
Feng Lingqi picked it up and showed it to Qin Feng. The arrow wasn't meant to kill Qin Feng but to send a message.
There was a letter hanging on the arrowhead.
Qin Qi's eyebrows twitched.
He opened the letter and saw that it only said,"Ah Feng, I'm fine. Don't worry. Do what you have to do."”"Did Miss Fan write it?" Feng Lingqi asked.
Liu Tan looked at the top of the mountain." The arrows shot from the top of the mountain…Could it be that group of people?"”"No way, why would they send a letter to Miss Fan?”Feng Lingqi felt that it was unreliable. "Ah…Fan Bei doesn't know how to write the words of the Qin country yet. This letter was written on behalf of her…However, it can be confirmed that it's Fan Bei's letter…"”Liu Tan poked his head out.
Qin Feng pointed at the eyes at the end of the letter and blinked.”
Qin Qi stood at the side, his expression unclear. No one knew what he was thinking. They only felt that his eyes were dim and bright.
Qin Feng looked up at where the arrow came from.
Back then, he had been discussing something with her in Yamato Palace Hall, but he had discovered that there were people eavesdropping on them, so he had winked and hinted at them.
He had once joked that he would use this as a secret signal for each other, but he did not expect it to really be used. " I see…Then…" Liu Tan looked at Qin Feng.
Now, he was already a person who could make decisions on his own. "The sky is already dark. We will set up camp here tonight. Tomorrow, we will set off again and return to the court.”
Qin Feng put away the letter and ordered. "I knew you would help me. But since you are Qin Qi's subordinate, why do you still dare to help me? Aren't you afraid that he will blame you?" Fan Bai said to Ling as he watched a man in black come out and take the letter away. "I won't." Ling answered briefly. "Hmm?" "You said that you wanted to befriend me." Ling looked at Fan Bei and seemed to make an expression. Fan Bei was in a trance for a moment. "You really agreed to it?" That simple? No way. " Yes, I promise you. Also," Ling pointed at the bamboo forest and said," next time, don't get close to it easily. Don't break the bamboo leaves easily. It will attract snakes."”
Only then did Fan Bei understand what was going on with his gaze when he first broke the bamboo branch. Perhaps at that time, a snake was alarmed and wanted to bite him, but it was forced back by his gaze.
It was too strange! His gaze could actually control one's soul.
Just like earlier, when his gaze changed, she was already a little absent-minded.
In other words, the bamboo forest that surrounded this bamboo house was actually dangerous and could not be rushed out?
Thinking of this, Fan Bei looked at Ling with respect. "Ling, who exactly are you?" Fan Bai could not help but ask. "No, I should be the one asking you this. Fan Bei, who are you?!”Ling's eyes were still the same, but the meaning in them was different.
Fan Bei was shocked. He seemed to have seen through his soul.
Did such a person really exist in this world? "Did you notice something? " Then I can tell you frankly that I'm not from this world. There are nine countries in this world, right? Which country do I not belong to? Because I transmigrated here…" Fan Bei fulfilled his promise and told everything to Ling in front of him.
Ling listened without showing any reaction and seemed to smile. "In other words, your soul left the world you were originally in and came here, in this body?”
Fan Bai nodded. "Furthermore, have you forgotten everything that happened before you came to this world?”Ling continued to ask. "Yes, I don't remember. They only know that I'm from that world, my name, and my age.”Fan Bai answered seriously.
Ling was silent for a moment, then turned around and took out a round plate from the bamboo cabinet behind her. There were nine grids on the round plate, and there were nine words written in neither the language of the State of Qin nor the language of the State of Jiang.
Ling placed the nine-grid disc on the table and let Fanbei turn it.
Fan Bei looked at the quail and then at the round plate. Although he was puzzled, he still went to spin. The nine-grid round plate kept spinning and finally stopped at one of the grids in front of Fan Bei. "Fate is like this wheel, uncertain.
Life Providence was always odd, nine. You can't read the words on it, right?”Ling asked in a Zen master's tone. "I don't understand." Fan Bai answered truthfully.
Ling nodded and pointed to the grid in front of Fan Bei." This word, read it aloud."”"What do you mean?" "Among the nine life characters, you drew 'fixed',' stable','pacified' and 'impartial' because you are you, the Buddha.”Ling put away the wheel and explained. "I still don't understand. Stop playing tricks!”For some reason, Fan Bei suddenly felt weak and restless.
He removed his veil and faced Fanbei with his original face. He placed his hand between her eyebrows and said," There are some things that you can't see, but it doesn't mean that they don't exist."
After saying this, Ling took out her hand and pointed at a sword that suddenly appeared on the wall." Look, have you seen this sword before?"”
Fan Bei looked in the direction of his hand. A sword without a scabbard was glowing, as if it was summoning her. She walked closer to it and saw it clearly. There was a sense of familiarity, but it was still unfamiliar. "No, I have never seen it." Fan Bai shook his head and refused.
The drawn-out voice turned around and reached Fan Bei's ears. It was like the wind from thousands of miles away, carrying the words of an outsider and arriving from afar.
Ling said,"Its name is Feng Ming."”
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