The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 637:

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The shadow of the woman in Shi Xin became half sideways due to this side, and half of her slim figure appeared, with a beautiful rise and fall on her chest.

Gu Nanyi was holding her shoulder in vain, when his shadow moved, the reflection of his fingertips on the stone heart suddenly landed on the highest point of the undulation, and touched it lightly——

Gu Nanyi shrank his hands as if on fire.

He lost his voice and said: "Lotus..."

As soon as the words left his mouth, his face turned red.

Feng Zhiwei turned her head in surprise, "Lotus?" She looked left and right, "Where did the lotus come from?"

Master Gu: "..."

Feng Zhiwei was also absent-minded and suddenly squatted down in an awkward manner.

Gu Nanyi lowered his head angrily and saw Feng Zhiwei squatting down and looking at the bottom of the lake.

"This is an artificial lake." She suddenly said, pointing to the bottom of the lake, and said, "It's not fine sand, but large flat rocks. It was indeed built later."

Then she straightened up, looked around, and said: "It's extremely cold here, and ordinary people can't come here. There are no secret passages around. Only the stone heart is special, but it doesn't look like an altar. I It feels like..." She smiled and said a little bit unbelieving herself, "I feel like this is a couple who liked the scenery here, so they opened mountains and lakes to create a secret scenic spot for themselves. No, just to play together."

After saying that, I shook my head, feeling that it was just for two people to enjoy the scenery, so they were so generous and the location was chosen in such a place. I am afraid that these two people must be able to conquer the country, and they must also have the temperament of being free and easy to travel. , but who in a high position can be so comfortable and comfortable?

Gu Nanyi listened indifferently. He didn't care at all what kind of place this was or who the owner was. He just felt that the scenery was so beautiful and she was by his side. Why would he stand and talk about these irrelevant things? Here, now, it should be him holding her in his arms, slowly sitting down, looking at the lake and mountains, pointing and smiling.

So he did so.

He put his arms around Feng Zhiwei's shoulders and gently pulled her to sit back. Behind her was a square stone that looked like a backrest. Feng Zhiwei didn't expect him to suddenly pull her to sit down. She leaned forward and sat down. He sat down, but his back hit the rock hard.

I then heard a rolling sound coming from the center of the lake!

The two of them went through countless wind and waves together. When they heard the sound, they knew that the mechanism had been alarmed, and in a moment of conditioned reflex, they pounced on each other at the same time.

"Bang."

The two foreheads collided heavily.

"Ouch!" Feng Zhiwei heard stars popping up in front of her eyes, but she didn't forget to reach out and push Gu Nanyi down to her body.

She tried to press hard, but she couldn't lift her shoulders. Gu Nanyi had already held her shoulders down first, and he was trying his best to push her into his arms.

For a moment, the two people formed a strange posture in front of Shanshi - hugging each other tightly, each trying to overwhelm the other.

After pressing for a while, both of them felt that something was wrong. Why was there no sound of hidden weapons? The two of them crossed their arms and slowly raised their heads, and they both said "ah" again.

In the originally empty lake, pure gold lotuses suddenly rose up, one every ten feet, extending to the heart of the jade stone on the other side.

The blue waves ripple, and lotuses grow at every step.

The blue lake, golden lotus, jade, and stone heart are intertwined with the glory of ice and snow, rising like a penglai.

Feng Zhiwei even forgot to marvel and only murmured: "The work of a nation..."

Gu Nanyi has already led her onto the lotus.

His sky-blue clothes and her white clothes as pure as wings are flying in the wind, flying across the waves, walking like lotus flowers, surrounded by clear water like mirrors, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, people dancing in the void, walking on the clouds.

The water of the Divine Pond, which has been as quiet as ever for hundreds of years, reflects the fairy-like figures of men and women in plain clothes.

The wind blowing in front of her long hair, Feng Zhiwei gently closed her eyes, and suddenly a vague shadow passed through her heart. Hundreds of years ago, there were people flying across like this hand in hand, on the jade mirror-like lake. A laughter like silver bells fell.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in front of the jade stone heart. When I got there, I realized that the jade stone was surprisingly large, and the ice and snow mountain wall behind the hollow heart shape was vaguely carved into the shape of a portal, but it didn't look like a portal at all. There is no place to open it.

Everything here is neat and tidy, but there is a messy place not far behind the jade wall. There are scratch marks on the ground, like the traces of a person struggling. At the end of the traces, there are piles of gravel. Bingxue, Feng Zhiwei walked over in confusion and pushed aside the pile of gravel.

She was suddenly startled.

Behind the pile of rubble, there was surprisingly a mummy. The mummy looked like that of an elderly man. It was well preserved and had a lifelike expression even when he died.

But this was not what Feng Zhiwei was surprised about.

At the foot of the mummy, there is a small corpse, which has shrunk to the size of a man's hand. It turns out to be a baby.

The climate here is cold, and there is ice and snow all over the place. Neither the corpses, big or small, have rotted away. You can vaguely see the look of regret on the man's face, and the child's small open mouth, as if he was still crying until he died.

Feng Zhiwei stared at the two strange corpses, and a chill suddenly surged in his heart. On this inaccessible peak, it would not be surprising if a highly skilled hunter accidentally broke in and died here, but such a Old and young, it is definitely not a coincidence.

What is even more surprising is that the bundle that wrapped the child has not rotted. A bright yellow corner shows through the ice and snow. Feng Zhiwei squatted down and turned it over. The bright yellow brocade was embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon.

Her fingers paused there, feeling chilled to the bottom of her heart.

Gu Nanyi was also looking at the two corpses and suddenly moved the rocks on the ground with his feet.

Under the rocks, a piece of handwriting was exposed. It was obviously written by the old man's fingers. It was obvious that the old man's oil had run out when he wrote these words. The front handwriting was still strong and powerful and penetrated into the stone. At the back, Blurred and barely legible.

"In the thirteenth year of the last emperor's reign, on a rainy night, an old man came with an alchemy book and entrusted me with this son. He then abandoned the valley as promised and walked to the Emperor's Cave in the Snow Mountain. Halfway through, I heard the breath of this son. Gradually, I drove day and night and it was impossible to save me. What a pity! Suddenly I felt that my breath was not smooth, and I didn’t know when poison had entered my body..."

The writing in this paragraph is quite clear, but the writing becomes blurry after that, and it is vaguely seen to be describing what happened on a rainy night.