I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"A portrait? Hmm... It has two eyes, a nose, and a mouth, hmm... Oh right! Its eyes are closed, its mouth is open, mouth... nose... hmm..."

Ling Xiao thought about it carefully, looking extremely serious, but the person who heard him didn't give a proper answer.

"Sorry, that's all I can remember. Looking at that will give me a headache." Ling Xiao leaned against Xie Yuhua, indicating that he was powerless to help.

"Lingzi, what you're saying is basically saying nothing at all!" Fatty said, looking at Wuxie holding up a flashlight, unsure whether to draw or not.

"Why don't you tell them the truth? They're so pitiful to have a teammate like you." Red Eyes chimed in again.

"I'm just telling the truth. This thing gives me a headache. You're so capable, but it doesn't bother you. Go ahead and tell me! Do you have that ability?" Ling Xiao replied.

"Lingxiao, Lingxiao!" Xieyuhua called to him. For some reason, he always felt that the child was in a daze.

"Little Flower Brother, don't you remember this Buddha?" Ling Xiao asked Xie Yuhua after regaining his senses.

"How could I..." Jieyuhua replied subconsciously, but when he looked up at the face of the Buddha statue, his eyes suddenly widened. The face the child had drawn... he vaguely remembered it...

When was the first time? Like when he found out the child was his older brother? This face seemed to have appeared before, but he couldn't remember. It was as if after this face appeared, a large part of his memories or emotions were erased. He had even wondered why he always forgot the child's kindness to him, and the child told him it was because of the child's bloodline.

It seems that the child was aware of the existence of this thing, but when he tried to recall more detailed images of the Buddha statue, he felt a splitting headache.

"Xiao Hua, do you know the origin of this Buddha statue?" Wu Xie asked Xie Yu Hua for help after hearing Ling Xiao's words.

Suddenly, a melody of Buddhist chanting drifted in, and Jieyuhua's consciousness began to blur. Lingxiao's questions echoed in her ears from time to time: "Don't you remember?"

Little Flower Brother.

Little Flower Brother.

With a thud, Ling Xiao was thrown to the ground by the young man.

Jieyuhua stumbled forward from the impact, but instantly regained her senses.

"Brother! What are you doing?" Wu Xie saw that his brother had gone mad, gripping Ling Xiao's throat tightly. He tried to pull his brother away, but found that he couldn't budge him at all...

Ling Xiao, lying on the ground, had his eyes wide open and his face turned somewhat purple, as if he was having difficulty breathing. He was desperately grabbing and slapping Xiao Ge's hand, trying to pry it open.

"Where is Ling Xiao?" The young man asked, but he didn't give Ling Xiao any room to speak.

"Brother, isn't that Ling Xiao?" Wu Xie was so frightened by the young man that he broke out in a sweat. If he wasn't Ling Xiao, who was he? They'd walked all this way, and besides, the blood used to heal wounds couldn't be fake, could it? Had he been possessed by some demon or monster? Then... what they'd been talking about...

Only when Ling Xiao's eyes slowly turned red did the young man release his grip.

Ling Xiao coughed violently on the ground. Xie Yuhua hesitated for a long time, but finally went forward and hugged him, gently smoothing his throat.

With red eyes, Ling Xiao reached out to touch Xie Yuhua's back, only to hear Xie Yuhua whisper in his ear, "I did all this because this is a child's body. I don't know what your purpose is, but I hope you can leave his body and give my child back to me."