Kong Ling's resentful words surprised Feng Rong and felt that this should have been the case. In fact, after seeing Kong Ling, he didn't understand why he kept a village in the village while trampling on the country of Zun Ou. It couldn't be kept as a souvenir. He only had his god. Will the lives and deaths of others still have to do with him?

Anyway, Feng Rong would not believe Kong Ling's words. Under the cloak of extraordinaryness, Feng Rong only saw a crazy and paranoid soul. Even if the Son of God is still there, Kong Ling may not be able to like this country where the Son of God has devoted his efforts to support him, let alone the Son of God is no longer there.

So what surprised him was that Kong Ling's attitude changed so much before and after, what kind of reliance did he rely on? He felt that others could not touch him and this Zunou Village, which could only rely on ancient formations to protect?

Kong Ling smiled as he looked at his thoughtful look. This man who seemed to have come out of the painting actually looked good, but it was fake, and he had no feelings. He seemed to be casually drawn with fine brushstrokes. Perhaps only the feelings he had born for the Son of God were true. "I have seen many people like you who are openly provoking the kingdom of God openly, as if they could crush this small place into pieces without any effort."

"So, what about their final outcome?" Feng Rong asked openly.

Kong Ling's eyes fell on the sandalwood table in the middle of the hall, "Why don't you try it yourself?"

This is a trap - Feng Rong thought so, but he also knew that this was a trap he had to step into.

"I'm very curious," Feng Rong did not move at the first time, but asked: "Not everyone is interested in the secrets of Zunyou Country. How did you let them come here?"

Kong Ling looked at him strangely, "Why do you think there will be many people here?"

Feng Rong was stunned, "What does it mean?"

Kong Ling spread her hands, opened her fingers and held them a few times, as if she wanted to grab something, "They won't come here either, because there is nothing here... except, memories."

At the same time, on the avenue of Zunyu Village.

The crescent moon is dim, the stars are twinkling, and the mysterious village is as quiet as death. In fact, in any village far away from the city, such silence is not unusual. What is strange is that when a large number of villagers appear in front of you, such silence becomes strange.

Zhu Mengtian looked at the villagers who had seen during the day blocking the road like ghosts, and his eyelids couldn't help but jump, "Assistant Lin, do you think...they look a little bad?"

It’s not just not great! If they are just indifferent to guard during the day, then they are really no different from evil ghosts at night. Their eyes are like zombies greedy for human flesh!

But when he turned around and looked at Lin Yingkong beside him, he was crying and found that the man's expression was even more terrifying than the evil ghost. Last night, he was still at peace with Bai Tian. When they went to the minister, they were stopped again and again, saying that the minister had nothing to do, who would believe it!

Lin Yingkong's eyes were indeed gloomy and terrible, but his face was not shown. Zhu Mengtian watched him contact E Jingbai and the others, leaving a sentence "I'm leaving it to you here", and then his figure suddenly turned black and thin, melting into the darkness of the ground like a shadow, and just... escaped?!

Zhu Mengtian looked at the group of Zunou Village villagers whose eyes were hungrily moved to him.

Zhu Mengtian: “…?!”

The villagers of Zunyu Village seemed to have all gathered on that avenue to surround other members of the field team of the General Office. Lin Yingkong went straight to Fengshentai without any ambush. However, this calm before the storm only made him even more uneasy. The uneasiness when he saw the temple that was dormant in the night was even more at suffocating. Lin Yingkong didn't care about anything else and fell into the temple without even hesitation when he stepped into the dark corridor.

In the hall.

Feng Rong finally saw clearly what was placed on the sandalwood table - these were two boxes, one big and one small.

I don't know what materials these two boxes are made of. They look a bit like metal, but they are a little warmer than metal. The appearance is silver-white. The size of the small box is just enough to fit into the big box. Their patterns are the same. Compared to loading things, they look more like two works of art. The light of the mermaid oil lamp is refracted into a bright silver color. The color even wanders with the patterns on the box body, drawing a picture that seems to hide some story, which is so exquisite that people can't take their eyes off...

Feng Rong couldn't help but reach out and picked up the small box, trying to see the painting more clearly. He felt familiar with this thing, but as he looked at it, he opened the box for some reason.

When Lin Yingkong rushed into the hall, he saw this scene - the silver-white box, the minister with a dazed expression, Kong Ling, who was standing beside him, opened his hand, and something like a shining fragment fell out of his palm.

Kong Ling smiled and moved her lips, and said to Lin Yingkong with her mouth: "You're late."

Then Lin Yingkong's consciousness became blurred, as if the Five Mountains suddenly suppressed his three souls and seven spirits, locking all his thoughts and actions. He instinctively took a step towards Feng Rong, but after one step he began to fall...

No, he fell down, like a toddler who had just learned toddler could not control his limbs. Before his body touched the cold ground, his only consciousness told him: the silver box in the minister's hand was called the Sansheng Box. When Baili Mengyan was trading with a seller at Sansang Academy in Yaodu in the late summer, his chips were a magic weapon called the Sansheng Box.

Its function is to trace back what a person remembers clearly, cannot remember clearly, and recalls.

Before Lin Yingkong even recalled the full effect of the Three Life Box, the whole world was already dark.

...

"If you don't have a good mentality, you can't do field tasks - if you feel psychologically burdened, stay in the office," the handsome man put on his coat quickly and orderly, checking his equipment. When he said this, he wouldn't look rude, but he could not hide the condescending and strong oppressive force. It was a kind of arrogant pride with enough capital. "I don't mind my work partner is a civilian."

Then, how did he answer?

“I can go anytime I can get ready to go.”

He threw the file bag he pretended to be aside. Although his whole movement was elegant, he also had an indescribable sense of chicness.

He heard himself smiling and introduced himself calmly in the most sincere and smiling voice: "My name is Lin Yingkong. I hope you remember my name in the minute before going to the battlefield...that will be my supreme honor."

It's a dream...

Lin Yingkong suddenly opened his eyes. I wonder if he was too anxious. He only felt a faint blur before his eyes, but he still had the leisure to think about the unexpected and admiring expressions of his own minister after he said that. It was his first meeting with Feng Rong, and it was also the first step for Feng Rong to recognize him. He thought that he was almost approaching the last step now.

All kinds of thoughts surged and then pressed down. Lin Yingkong only took a breath to adjust his chaotic vision. What caught his eye was not the underground hall of the temple where thousands of mermaid oil lamps shone together, but the blue curtain on the top of the wooden bed.

Lin Yingkong couldn't help but be stunned, realizing that he was lying on a bed, even covering a good quilt, and the surface of the silk slipped across his fingers.

He lay silently for a few seconds, and sat up after checking the breathing and heartbeat of no one nearby. After looking around the environment, he was stunned again, and a ray of surprise spread out from his eyes.

This is a room, a simple and neat decoration, with eight-leaf screens full of Central Plains, dark red round tables, and interracial bedside ornaments and ornaments on the racks. What he was surprised was not the antique decoration in front of him, but was surprised at the familiarity that all this gave him.

This is... the only house in Zunyu Village with a full Han style, belonging to Kong Ling's room.

Lin Yingkong had a bad feeling. Not to mention that before he fell into a coma, he saw the minister who suspected that he had just had a broken-up with Kong Ling, even if they were in peace, Kong Ling would not let him lie in his bedroom. Not to mention the rest of the field team in the General Office. The house is so big, can he still need to rob the owner's room?

The most important thing is that he fainted in front of Kong Ling. Kong Ling would let him go so easily? Also, is the same person who was traded with Baili Mengyan with the seller? Why did he run to Zunyu Village again? Where is the minister?

The situation is too strange now. Even Lin Yingkong was a little confused for a moment. He sorted out clues while checking whether there was any problem with his body. As a result, after this check, he was stunned - this was not his body.

He can't wear a white midi dress like a costume drama, nor does he have a pair of slender, soft and fair hands like a woman, nor does he have much height shorter than the original one 1.9 meters...

Lin Yingkong reached out and grabbed the black hair that was scattered on his chest, frowned and then stepped to the dressing table in the room. When he looked at the blurred brass mirror, he almost didn't smash the broken mirror.

For, why did he have an empty-speaking face?!

This long hair, this picture-like face, and this unparalleled temperament... Who else could that guy Kong Ling be there?!

"Sir God," suddenly there was footsteps outside the house. A man stood outside the door, knocked on the door three times regularly, and said softly: "Are you awake?"

Lin Yingkong subconsciously looked at the closed door, and then realized that it was not long before nightfall when he entered Fengshentai to find the minister, but it was already dawn.
Chapter completed!