PFC Chapter 159
Chapter 159
He slowly bent down, moved close to Lin Ziyu's delicate little face, and called softly: "Ziyu... Ziyu... Lin Ziyu... wake up quickly, stop pretending to be asleep." However, the person on the bed did not respond at all and remained motionless.
In reality, Lin Ziyu was secretly squinting, cautiously observing the nearby Long Yan. The man before him was handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. His lips tilted slightly upward beneath his high nose, a hint of a smile on his face. Seeing such a captivating Long Yan, Lin Ziyu could no longer suppress his inner urge and suddenly reached out to grab him.
Long Yan was caught off guard, stumbling and falling directly onto the bed. Before he could react, Lin Ziyu, like an octopus, wrapped his arms and legs tightly around him. Feeling the warmth and dependence of the person in his arms, Long Yan was stunned for a moment, then a doting smile appeared on his lips.
"Zi Yu, let me go first. Aren't you hungry?" Long Yan coaxed gently.
However, Lin Ziyu was not willing to listen. Instead, he replied with a smile: "No, I don't want to let go. I'm hungry, I want to eat you, Brother Yan!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head without hesitation and kissed Long Yan's lips.
Long Yan was stunned for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes and responded. This kiss was passionate and lingering, as if to melt them both.
After a long time, the two separated. Long Yan gently scratched Lin Ziyu's nose and said, "You naughty boy, I knew you had bad intentions." Lin Ziyu stuck out his tongue and said, "Who told you, Brother Yan, to be so attractive?"
Long Yan smiled and stretched out his right hand, gently rubbed Lin Ziyu's soft hair, and said in a kind tone: "Okay, Ziyu, stop making trouble, we have to leave this space quickly. There are some important things that need to be told to father and others as soon as possible." After that, Long Yan stood up and reached out to pull Lin Ziyu.
Lin Ziyu stood up with the force of Long Yan's hand. As he stood up, he asked, "Brother Yan, what's the matter? Is it important?"
Long Yan frowned slightly, carefully recalling the scene he had witnessed. He said calmly, "I think something might have happened with the Peacock Clan. Ziyu, do you remember that we grew up with the Kong Clan?"
Lin Ziyu nodded, indicating that he remembered the incident. After Chief Kong stopped, he and Long Yan entered the space to avoid being discovered. Long Yan kept observing the situation outside while he went to study how to obtain the poison from the fake Kong Mingzhu. So he asked, "Brother Yan, what is Chief Kong doing here?"
"I saw Chief Kong exchange a few words with an invisible man, then vanish into thin air, carrying Kong Mingzhu's body. About an hour later, he reappeared in the same place, holding Kong Mingzhu in his arms. The invisible figure addressed Chief Kong as 'King.' Furthermore, the invisible man was able to freely manipulate a metallic flying object that resembled a small insect, and its movements were incredibly agile and nimble."
Patriarch Kong also possesses a space! Invisible man? Metal worm? A series of questions kept popping up in Lin Ziyu's mind. Lin Ziyu thought: Space is another spatial artifact, the invisible man is a system, and the metal worm might be a modern small mobile surveillance system... Could it be that Patriarch Kong also traveled through time? At this thought, he realized that the situation was very complicated.
He grabbed Long Yan beside him and quickly left the space. As soon as they stepped out of the space, Long Yan took out a golden teleportation talisman from the storage space and activated it.
A white light shone, enveloping the figures of Lin Ziyu and Long Yan. Then, their eyes lit up, and they were already inside a magnificent palace inside the Dragon Emperor Palace. This palace was magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings, and it was magnificent.
Long Yan turned to look at Lin Ziyu and said softly, "Ziyu, this is the bedroom where I used to live. You can rest here for a while. I will go see my father and report to him what we have discovered."
Lin Ziyu nodded and said, "Go ahead." Long Yan turned and left, walking towards the conference room.
After Long Yan left, Lin Ziyu looked around and nodded with satisfaction. It was simple and elegant, yet majestic. He slowly walked to the bed and stretched. Lying on the bed, "Hey, there's actually a protective formation here." He slowly closed his eyes and calmly let his consciousness enter the space.
As soon as he entered the space, Lin Ziyu shouted, "Where is Xinxin'er? Are there any records of events that happened a thousand years ago in the space?" His voice echoed in the space.
After a moment, the clear, melodious voice of the weapon spirit Lin Xin rang out: "Master, I'm here." As the voice fell, the weapon spirit Lin Xin appeared before Lin Ziyu. After a moment of careful consideration, he replied: "Master, there are records left in this space from a thousand years ago. I'll get them for you. Please wait." With that, a faint light flashed, and Lin Xin's small figure instantly disappeared.
Not long after, Lin Xin returned with something that looked like a laptop. "Master, Master, this contains records of events from a thousand years ago. It was left behind by the previous owner of this space."
Lin Ziyu reached out to take it, and after a closer look, he found that it was indeed a laptop.
Lin Ziyu turned on his laptop and pressed the power button. A familiar interface appeared before his eyes, and then a box popped up, asking him to answer the question: In what year was the People's Republic of China founded?
Lin Ziyu entered 1949 and the answer was correct.
The page continued to jump, and a paragraph of text appeared on it. "That year, after a month of continuous heavy snowfall, the temperature dropped very low, and we entered the apocalyptic world. Then we encountered attacks from unknown creatures, and many people died. Some of those who survived awakened the spiritual powers of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ice, space, and strength. Some experienced atavism and could transform into dragons, phoenixes, tigers, wolves, foxes, eagles, snakes, and other animals. Some lucky and unfortunate people survived, and for a time we returned to the slave age. By chance, I obtained a mysterious space, which contained cultivation techniques, weapon refining techniques, and alchemy. Unfortunately, I only learned alchemy, a simple weapon refining technique, and could not practice any cultivation techniques. I refined this as a souvenir, to commemorate that beautiful, warm, and wonderful life."
After reading this, Lin Ziyu couldn't help but blink, and a crystal tear slowly slid down his cheek. He took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand, and gently tapped the enter key. In an instant, a photo suddenly appeared on the screen, which surprised Lin Ziyu. He widened his eyes and muttered to himself, "Cousin... Lin Ziyan."
As Lin Ziyu continued to scroll down the webpage, a question came into view: "When is my birthday? Please give the true answer." Lin Ziyu thought: His cousin is a popular actor. His date of birth has been announced to the public, but it is actually not accurate. Only his family knows his real birthday.
After a brief moment of thought, Lin Ziyu quickly typed a series of numbers on the keyboard and pressed Enter. The system displayed the correct answer, and the entire page instantly jumped to a new interface. At this moment, another paragraph of text appeared before his eyes: "The mysterious space is the precious jade pendant passed down from generation to generation in my aunt's family. My uncle Lin Yuhan, my aunt Mu Xueqing, my parents Lin Yumo and Yan Yue, and my aunt Lin Yujing were all harmed by my uncle Lu Liang and his son Lu Ziheng! Lu Ziheng and his son awakened powerful ice-type psychic powers at the beginning of the apocalypse."
Lin Ziyu hit the enter key again, and another question popped up: Where is the address of my aunt’s hometown?
Lin Ziyu typed in his mother's hometown address and hit enter. Lin Ziyan's face appeared on the screen, his lips parted as he spoke, a smile on his face. "Brother, it's so good to see you again! I finally did it, brother. I took my family away from my uncle and his son, or our lives would be in danger." However, before he could finish his words, a crisp "ding..." sounded, and the laptop in front of Lin Ziyu cracked without warning.
Lin Ziyu was stunned. After realizing what was happening, he sighed, "Alas... Brother? You didn't succeed..."
Elsewhere, Long Yan hurried to where the Dragon Emperor was. Upon seeing the Dragon Emperor's majestic figure, Long Yan hurried forward and bowed respectfully. He then reported everything he had seen and suspected, including everything related to the Peacock Clan, to the Dragon Emperor in detail.