Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

However, in the eyes of the city gate guards, Wei Wuxian was powerful, mysterious, and arrogant.

He was currently using the short distance from the city gate to Feng Che's place to continue venting his frustrations to Ling Wu via telepathy.

"Little one~ I feel so numb all over~"

My whole body froze, as if I were a living corpse, and the back of my head hurt a little.

It felt like I'd been hit hard with a stick by some blind fool.

Wei Wuxian's voice was somewhat muffled, sounding like a soft, adorable little animal.

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【Xianxian, is it possible that your fever is because your beloved Vermilion Bird bloodline is fighting against the evil energy that is eroding you?】

Otherwise, where did Wei Wuxian get the feather-like markings at the corners of his eyes...?

The Vermilion Bird tattoo on your body has been burned out! ↘

"Fever? I don't feel anything?" Wei Wuxian touched his face, hesitatingly.

Wei Wuxian: That shouldn't be the case? Is the sickly, white moonlight buff at an advanced stage really that powerful?

Even my senses have been weakened?

(？o？)

[...This isn't the fault of the buff; it's because you've been keeping the temperature constant. The Vermilion Bird bloodline is inherently heat-resistant, and Wei Wuxian also has spiritual energy protecting him, so he doesn't feel anything...]

Ling Wu's childlike voice became somewhat mechanical, her answers as flat as a hopeless, nagging old woman.

"Ha...ha~ Is that so...I knew it, why would this buff bother to give me a makeover?" Wei Wuxian chuckled dryly.

Because Wei Wuxian tries to speak as little as possible to maintain a good emotional state and preserve his persona!

However, the joy of returning to Hidden Life made Wei Wuxian unable to remain calm. He once again attributed all of this to the advanced stage of his sickly, white moonlight buff.

This amplified his barely suppressed joy, completely disregarding the fact that it was genuine happiness from the bottom of his heart!

he!

Wei Wuxian—finally, I can go home and laze around!

"Beat the drums! ↗～"

Beat the gong!!! ↗

Today is a good day!

Everything you wish for will come true!

La la la~ Planting the sun~

La la la~ Planting the sun~

La la la la la la la la, it's falling!

Ha~ha~ha~ha! ↗”

At this moment, a cute little figure suddenly appeared in Xianzai's mind, waving a megaphone and singing a song with great enthusiasm!

That was pure joy!

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After self-hypnosis, the intense excitement had nowhere to go.

The only way to satisfy his restless desire to share is to use his mind and heart to continuously express his beautiful singing voice to Ling Wu in his sea of ​​consciousness!

To express his unparalleled excitement!

o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓ I slapped the table and laughed wildly!

Ling Wu: Xianxian's singing voice... is truly beautiful, but Tong's ears hurt a little.

……

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A long distance~

Feng Che, you—come—back—quickly!

┉┉┉┉Two flowers bloom, each representing a different branch┉┉┉┉

About an hour ago, after being comforted by Xianxian, Feng Che floated back to the deserted courtyard in Changsha City. He was still somewhat depressed after what had just happened.

Feng Che picked up the pipa he had placed on the stone table, using the instrument to release his emotions. He sat amidst the overgrown weeds and surrounded by paper puppets.

His long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles lightly touched the pipa strings and began to play. The initial notes were as rapid as a storm, full of murderous intent!

As the music progressed, his fingers danced across the pipa, swift as the wind and fierce as a torrential downpour.

The sound of the pipa resounded throughout the courtyard, like crashing waves or jagged rocks piercing the sky, making people's hearts pound and their hearts race!

"Clang!" The string snapped, emitting a mournful cry, just like the other instruments that Feng Che had ruined before.

For Feng Che, some ordinary musical instruments are like Wu Laogou loving dogs, but also eating a lot of dog meat.

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Fortunately, the courtyard was specially protected by a soundproof barrier, so no matter what happens, not a sound will get out.

Later, this desolate and remote courtyard became known as a haunted house in Changsha...

Every note from Feng Che's pipa was like a sharp sword, piercing straight to the source of his unease. The pipa string snapped, and Feng Che's unhappiness gradually dissipated.

The Broken-Stringed Pipa: You really want me to die, don't you?

(;?_?)

When Feng Che looked up and saw the rows of uniquely shaped paper figures, a nameless fire welled up in his heart, fueling his slightly perfectionist nature.

"How can someone be so ugly? It's an eyesore!"

?╬??д??╬?”

Paper figure: ...daring neither to be angry nor to speak...

Feng Che waved his hand, and the broken strings, along with the strings that had been given away as gifts from the numerous musical instruments he had previously purchased from Jie Jiu Trading Company, were all there.

Those ugly, outrageously conspicuous paper figures, resembling hanged ghosts, were suspended from every branch of the trees in the yard, perfectly cosplaying as teru teru bozu (Japanese teru bozu dolls).

Feng Che closed his eyes briefly, wanting to avoid the disturbance, and sensed the commotion outside the courtyard.

He suddenly opened his eyes, letting out a cold, ambiguous snort with disdain and mockery.

……

The empty streets at midnight resembled an abandoned city, so quiet it evoked a sense of desolation. Only the homeless quietly occupied this silence.

An old man heard a car horn approaching from afar. His brows furrowed impatiently, as if they could trap a fly, but the moment he saw who it was, he immediately stood up.

He hunched over, leaning on a cane made from a tree branch, and quickly walked towards the other person.

……