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Chapter 233: The Terrifying Truth
Luo Yu gently stroked the one-meter-long coffin, which was placed on a platform over a meter high. The carvings on it... were actually the Flower of Life!
The atmosphere was heavy and strange, so heavy that I could hardly breathe. I heard Luo Yu speak in an unusually calm voice to Lime, "Do you remember what’s inside?"
Lime shook his head, staring at the coffin as if seeing it for the first time.
"The coffin is naturally for holding a person, and that person is you! Feng Zi!" Luo Yu said, suddenly looking at me with piercing eyes.
"No!" I instinctively stepped back, until my back pressed against the cold wall.
No! No! No!
How could I possibly lie in that coffin? I am a living person! How could this be? I stared incredulously at the glaring little coffin, unwilling to believe it at all.
"Exactly, how could that be?" Xianxian also said in disbelief, "Coffins are for dead people, and Fengfeng is clearly very much alive! Don’t joke with us!"
The surroundings suddenly became very quiet and eerie. Aside from Luo Yu, even Lime looked at me with surprise in his calm eyes. It seemed that Lime's memories had been significantly altered.
However, what Luo Yu revealed now was even more shocking than the damage done to Lime's memories. I finally understood where the panic and fear that had surged from deep within me came from, and the previously unbelievable speculation was fully exposed before me.
Taking a deep breath, I tried to suppress the shock and panic in my heart. I looked calmly at Luo Yu and asked, "What exactly... is going on?"
Luo Yu did not answer me immediately but gently opened the one-meter-long coffin. A heavy and oppressive sound of the coffin opening seemed to come from a very deep place; it felt like not only the lid of the coffin was being opened but also my heart. The moment the coffin lid opened, I felt a sharp pain in my chest, and my eyes seemed glued to the coffin, unable to look away.
The coffin was empty, with only a piece of white cloth laid underneath and around it, intricate geometric patterns sewn onto its surface, giving it a sacred appearance. Indeed, the patterns stitched onto the white cloth were also the Flower of Life.
The Flower of Life...
What does it mean? I had never seen it before, but now, a faint sense of familiarity seemed to emerge from deep within my heart.
I stared unblinkingly at the pattern on the white cloth, that mysterious Flower of Life, feeling a gentle familiarity and a light yearning. It seemed as if something within me was about to surge forth, yet it was tightly suppressed. This profound feeling left me in a state of confusion.
Unbeknownst to me, the scene around me had changed.
Surrounded by mist, I did not know where I was, but it was certainly not the original tomb. Just as I was puzzled, the color of the mist gradually deepened, deepened, and deepened until it finally turned into pitch-black night. Looking up at the night sky and around me, I saw twinkling stars that seemed so close, almost within reach.
After turning around in place, I realized that I was actually in the starry sky—not just in the starry sky, but in the universe! At that moment, I felt the vastness of heaven and earth and the infinity of the cosmos. I stood there in shock; this feeling of my own insignificance was beyond words!
The visual shock had already made me forget everything as a familiar sensation brushed against my heart like a feather.
At that moment, I felt the lament of this space. Yes, I sensed a breath of sorrow! The bright stars around me had inexplicably dimmed at some point, even showing signs of completely disappearing. A momentary panic surged within me.
In an instant, the Cosmic Starry Sky vanished, and I found myself on a planet. Before my eyes lay desolation; the ground cracked rapidly at an observable speed, the sound of mountains collapsing echoed across the sky, rivers had long disappeared, and everything around was silent as if it were doomsday—only endless sorrow and desolation remained!
My heart ached so much that I could hardly breathe; it felt as if invisible hands were gripping me tightly. As everything spun around me, the air trembled and the earth roared. Boundless Death Qi permeated the atmosphere like a devil's roar—deafening. My Internal Organs felt shattered; blood began to seep from my body, and my Seven Holes were also bleeding. The pain was extraordinarily real; everything happening was real! The only feeling in my heart was this: it was real, and I had to escape!
"Fengfeng! Fengfeng! What’s wrong with you?" Suddenly came a voice amidst the rumbling—a worried yet clear voice that reached my mind.
The voice was very familiar; my body felt as if it had been released from shackles and could move again. I suddenly opened my eyes wide and gasped for air. I saw that the other three were looking at me with concern. Xianxian shook my arm anxiously and asked with confusion and worry, "What happened to you just now? Why didn’t you respond no matter how we called?"
I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh; I had seen it again. This was the third time witnessing such a scene. Suddenly, I thought of that "Zi" who said this was his only dream every day, every year. Could it be that this dream held some clues?
I furrowed my brows in deep thought. First, I saw the starry universe, and then everything beautiful collapsed in an instant. What was this dream trying to express? What was it trying to tell me?
The more I thought about it, the more my head began to ache.
"What on earth is going on? Stop keeping us in suspense!" Xianxian exclaimed angrily at Luo Yu. "Look at what you've done to our Fengfeng!"
"Luo Yu..." Lime also spoke up.
Not only were they curious, but I was also extremely curious, though there was still a hint of fear about knowing the truth. It turned out nothing had changed; I was still that weak, still so vulnerable...
Luo Yu sighed and then spoke calmly, "Back then, we managed to find this place, which is the most deeply protected area of Paradise Spirit Tower. When we saw this coffin and Heavenly Temple, everyone was very happy. But everything changed the moment we opened the Coffin Lid..."
What Luo Yu said next shocked us greatly. After hearing it, I found myself unable to speak for a long time; everything felt chaotic...
Luo Yu told us that back then, Feng Zhengyu, my father, was studying the floating Box of Ten Thousand Bones. The others were either resting or opening the coffin; everything seemed normal, and no traps were detected. But at the moment the coffin opened, a cold yet fragrant scent suddenly wafted out from within. Although those opening the coffin had prepared themselves mentally, they were still taken aback by what they saw and smelled!
Inside the coffin lay only a small boy with a fair complexion. What astonished them was not just the strange fragrance emanating from the coffin but also that the boy showed no signs of decay!
With a fair face, elastic skin, and long eyelashes, he looked as if he were merely asleep—peaceful and serene.
However, the boy wore ancient clothing and had his hair styled in a topknot. His hair was gathered at the top and coiled into a bun secured with a hairpin; he looked like a genuine Little Boy from ancient times—quite adorable.
Just as several people gathered around to observe him, suddenly an extremely powerful and terrifying force surged from within the coffin. It felt as if an invisible protective layer had been set around the coffin; those who couldn't escape in time sensed a destructive power slowly devouring their life force.
Luo Yu said that he could strongly and clearly feel his life slipping away. He watched as the faces of others gradually turned from flushed to pale, and then slowly to gray, a sign of life fading away.
He struggled weakly, knowing that his life was about to end. Unlike others, he did not feel fear or despair, because he understood that today's death meant the possibility of rebirth.
Although the timing of each rebirth was unpredictable—sometimes it was ten days or half a month apart, and other times it could be several years—he still had a chance.
Just as he was about to give up, suddenly someone grabbed his arm. It felt as if all his strength had been drained away. The person pulling him out was Feng Zhengyu. At that moment, my father was deeply engrossed in studying the Box of Ten Thousand Bones, and when the coffin opened, he hadn't had time to look before the situation escalated. Seeing that others were showing signs of decay, my father pulled the nearest Luo Yu out.
The suction was strong, so it took considerable effort to pull Luo Yu out, almost dragging himself in as well.
However, fate did not align with human plans. Luo Yu was pulled out but ultimately could not escape the fate of death; his energy was nearly depleted, and he felt as if his soul was beginning to separate from his body. In that moment before closing his eyes, he saw everyone gathered around the coffin collapse one after another. Everything returned to a primal calm; time seemed to freeze in silence, and all he could feel was an eerie quiet...
In that final moment, he saw my father leaning over the coffin, peering inside...
What a terrifying truth! His head buzzed with noise.
After hearing this, Xianxian eagerly asked, "Even so, how can you prove that Fengfeng is the Little Boy you saw back then?"
"Because of feelings," Luo Yu replied, looking at me and adding, "And Feng Zhengyu loves Luo Ruyun."
According to Luo Yu, my father's greatest love was Luo Ruyun. Since it was Luo Ruyun, it meant he could not possibly love another woman or have children with anyone else.
In fact, I already believed most of what Luo Yu said. Especially regarding my father's romantic history; since I became aware of things, there had never been a woman by my father's side. I had never seen him talk about or interact with any woman...
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