bookrebus Chapter 169 Confused
Chapter 169 Confused
However, no matter how hard he tried to explore and dig, this chaos was always like a bottomless black hole, ruthlessly devouring his energy and hope.
He felt as if he was in a vast fog, unable to find his direction or a way out.
At this moment, a question suddenly broke into his ears
"Everything you say seems to make sense given the current situation, but is that really the case?"
These words hit his heart like a heavy hammer, and were also like a loud and deep bell sound, echoing in the empty sky for a long time.
It carried an irresistible force that made his eardrums buzz and made his already chaotic thoughts even more disorganized.
It is like a mysterious light hidden in the endless darkness, silently passing through the fog, and directly impacting the most secret and vulnerable corners of people's hearts with an irresistible force.
That voice was not a simple sound. The emotions contained in it were complex and profound. It contained an undisguised voice of doubt, like a sharp sword piercing the established views of others.
It also has the meaning of persistent and unremitting exploration, as if it is a traveler lost in the wilderness, constantly shouting for the right direction.
Sometimes the voice was high and passionate, as if it would break through the clouds and expose all doubts to the sunlight;
Sometimes it is low and melodious, like a gurgling stream, flowing quietly into people's hearts, stirring up ripples.
At this moment, there was a stark contrast between Fang Congyi's expression and Lu Yan's.
Fang Congyi's face was as calm as water, without any ripples, and his eyes were as deep as a pool, making it difficult to see his true thoughts.
He pursed his lips slightly, his lines were hard and clear, revealing a sense of determination and decisiveness.
In contrast, Lu Yan seemed a little anxious, with a frown on his face and even beads of sweat on his forehead.
His eyes flickered and he looked around from time to time, as if he was looking for some answer that would make him feel at ease.
Lu Yan's face seemed to be covered by a layer of frost, and was always tense, like a piece of rock that had become extremely hard after years of vicissitudes, wind and rain.
His chiseled features were clearly visible, but there was no fluctuation in his expression. He was like a frozen mask, always remaining indifferent and serious.
This serious expression has almost become his trademark, causing people around him to unconsciously feel depressed when facing him, as if the air has become solemn because of his presence.
In sharp contrast to Lu Yan is Fang Congyi, who always seems so relaxed.
Whether he was walking or standing, his posture was full of a leisurely and contented charm, as if nothing in the world could affect him.
There is always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which is as warm as the spring sun, making people want to get close to him and talk.
The smile was not forced, but came naturally, as if he was filled with joy and peace deep in his heart.
Even when faced with some tough problems or difficulties, Fang Congyi was able to deal with them calmly without showing any sign of nervousness.
The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if gently lifted by an invisible hand, outlining a faint smile.
The smile on her lips lingered like smoke, appearing and disappearing, making it difficult to grasp.
However, it is this subtle smile that exudes an intoxicating charm, just like a flower blooming quietly in spring.
At the same time, her eyes, as deep as a deep pool, occasionally flickered with light. The light was not dazzling, but like the stars in the night sky that flickered, soft and mysterious.
This light seems to contain endless wisdom and experience, as if it has been washed and baptized by the long river of time, and has experienced the joys and sorrows of the world, and the vicissitudes of the world, and it is a unique light of wisdom that has been precipitated.
When her eyes moved, the light jumped, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, like a silent poem, telling the unknown stories deep in her heart.
This light seems to be able to penetrate the heavy fog and see through the truth and falsehood hidden behind all things in the world.
Lu Yan stood quietly by, his eyes fixed on the scene in front of him. He seemed to be sucked in by an invisible force, unable to move at all.
At first glance, the shape of the scales does bear a striking resemblance to the unique characteristics of female creatures.
Its outline is extremely soft and smooth, like a fine work of art, as if it was the perfect form that was presented after a long period of careful carving by skilled craftsmen.
Moreover, the color of this scale is as delicate and warm as a woman's delicate skin, and it slightly shimmers with a faint light, making it look even more charming and mysterious.
More importantly, this mysterious scale was given to them by Bi Yaoyao before she left.
No one would think that she would trip them up before they parted.
Because of this, when she handed over the scale, people naturally had a preconceived notion about it - that this item should undoubtedly belong to a female.
Therefore, at this moment, the two of them had almost no doubts or questions, and they all firmly believed in this seemingly unquestionable conclusion.
However, things in the world are often full of countless unexpected variables and twists and turns.
Many times, behind those seemingly clear and simple appearances, there are often complex truths and deep reasons that are unknown to the public.
Just like this eye-catching scale, although it seems to point undoubtedly to a female from the appearance, what is it actually like?
Perhaps only by further exploring the mystery can we uncover the true answer hidden under the fog.
Fang Congyi spoke slowly. Her voice was magnetic, like a gurgling stream, with a fascinating magic that made people want to continue listening and explore the deeper mysteries.
After she discovered another beautiful scale under Bi Xingtian's scale, she and the silly boy Lu Yan were pulled in together.
I've been here for so long, and I don't know what's going on. Now I have some clues, but I still feel like something is missing. I can't figure it out no matter what.
At present, the mysterious scale should belong to Bi Yaoyao, after all, it was obtained from her.
Fang Cong thought of the scales of Bi Xingtian that looked like shells in terms of touch and luster.