Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

A man who knows the times is a hero. Cheng Ji put on a fake smile, waved his hand, and made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling didn't show it on his face, but there was a hint of smile in his eyes. He took the mischievous boy's hand and walked to the tomb wall opposite the stone door of the tomb chamber, groping inch by inch, looking for a glimmer of hope to escape.

Perhaps the Queen Mother of the West never thought of making another passage when she built this place. Even the drainage passage that is usually found in ordinary tombs cannot be found. Even when they bent their fingers and tapped the wall, the muffled sound told them how isolated this tomb is.

Simply breaking through this wall is almost impossible.

Cheng Ji followed Zhang Qiling closely, thinking that the cost of using Fenghou Qimen for three days would be high, or it would be more cost-effective for them to dig it out from here.

But the problem is that the tools of this era are only suitable for digging buckets from ordinary dynasties, and this Queen Mother of the West Palace is almost entirely built of stones, and some are even made of a whole stone slab, making it almost impossible to dig it open.

Although this tomb chamber is not built with stones, the hardness and thickness of the soil make it require as much effort and energy to dig out as when Fenghou Qimen is used slightly excessively.

Cheng Ji sighed lightly and suppressed his restless thoughts.

After all, the consequences are not just the side effects of Fenghou Qimen. He can't stand it for a day. Once a certain patriarch surnamed Zhang opens his mouth, it will last for three days.

Cheng Ji looked at Zhang Qiling's back as he explored the tomb wall, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

The ascetic god he knew before who knew nothing about love affairs and the man in front of him who always threatened him with not being able to get up for three days, are they really the same person?

When passing a section of tomb wall, Cheng Ji suddenly stopped. Zhang Qiling, who was walking in front of him, also stopped. Without saying a word, he waited quietly for the young man to explain the reason.

Cheng Ji turned around, raised his hand and touched the tomb wall, with a hint of surprise in his tone, he said: "I think I have a way to get out."

Zhang Qiling nodded but did not ask for details because he knew the boy's abilities.

He also knew that even if he didn't allow the little liar to use the Fenghou Qimen which had extremely serious side effects, the young man still had other ways, such as his extremely talented talismans, and the mysterious and strange ways, the art of controlling souls and ghosts.

But he knew that, but that didn't mean the two remaining conscious members of the Zhang family at the scene knew it.

The Zhang family member who was worried about Zhang Qiling's warning couldn't help but move forward. He couldn't figure out what was going on and said in surprise, "Master Cheng, did you figure out what's going on here? But in my opinion, the wall here is thicker than the one next to it. It's definitely not worthwhile to start digging from here."

Cheng Ji turned his head and glanced at the Zhang family member who spoke, and lazily said: "If you can't see it, that's your problem, don't drag us into it."

Zhang Qiling took out the shovel that Zhang Rishan had just taken out from the bag that Zhang Qiling had dropped, pointed at the tomb wall in front of him, and looked at the young man beside him with a questioning look in his eyes.

Cheng Ji nodded and said, "It's right here, brother. Dig it up. Do you have a shovel? Give me one."

Zhang Qiling shook his head and pulled the boy behind him, saying, "I'll do it, you stay here."

As for the Zhang family member who had just spoken, how could he let the head of the Zhang family do it himself? He quickly threw it aside to his colleague on his back, turned around and took the shovel from Zhang Qiling's hand, and said, "I'll do it, head of the family, I'll do it, you take a rest."

Even Cheng Ji's mouth twitched when he saw the extent of his servility. He felt a sense of déjà vu when looking at the style of painting.

When he just came back from the other world, he had no memory of the past three thousand years. When he saw Zhang Qiling, who was like the white moonlight, he was also busy running around like a servile...

It turns out that this is the situation in the eyes of bystanders. It's really hard that Patriarch Zhang didn't kick him away when he first met him.

However, with the help of lackeys, a lot of trouble is naturally saved.

The Zhang family was digging diligently in front. Cheng Ji leaned against the wall next to them and said, "Xiao Zhang, you are in the wrong position. Move a little to the left."

Xiao Zhang obediently swung the shovel twice to the left.

"Oh, no, sorry, it's on my left side. I forgot to remind you. It should be on your right side, a little to the right." Cheng Ji looked at the shovel getting farther and farther away from the target position and suddenly realized it, and hurriedly reminded.

The shovel in Xiao Zhang's hand paused, but still obediently moved a little to the right.

The boy was still not satisfied, so he continued to correct: "Xiao Zhang, it's still not enough, move it a little further to the right."

Xiao Zhang followed his instructions and moved to the right again, but his movements became increasingly violent.

"Too far to the right, go back a little."

"………" I don't know how the Zhang family practiced controlling their temper in the past. The shovel had been bent into an arc in Xiao Zhang's hand, and the person involved didn't utter a word.

However, there is indeed some element of the fox relying on the power of the tiger to bully others here.

After all, this seemingly evil young man is a person that even the head of his family has to bow down to and call "baby". If he can't afford to provoke him, he can afford to hide from him!

"Go down, oh no, go back, go back..."

"Right, the position is right, why are you using so much force?"

"…Master Cheng, do you have X-ray vision? How do you know where the correct position is?" 'Xiao Zhang' clenched the shovel in his hand, leaving ten fingerprints on the handle of the shovel, but he was timid and didn't even dare to speak too loudly.

Cheng Ji stood up with a smile, walked over, pointed at the place he had dug, and asked, "Let's not talk about whether I have X-ray vision for now, take a close look at this place, what does it look like to you?"

Xiao Zhang suppressed his anger and went over to take a look. He stood there in a daze and said uncertainly, "Is this a stone slab? No, it's not an ordinary stone slab. This is a stone coffin!"

Cheng Ji smiled and retreated to Zhang Qiling's side. He looked like a teachable child and then ordered 'Little Zhang' to say, "Now that you've figured it out, why don't you dig it out quickly? You can't just follow that good-for-nothing Zhang Qishan for a few years and forget everything about your old profession."

Zhang Qiling looked at the playful boy in front of him, raised his hand and touched the top of the boy's head, showing endless indulgence in the boy's every word and action.

With the help of Cheng Ji's provocation, Xiao Zhang's speed was much faster than usual. After a while, an upright sarcophagus lid with exquisite and gorgeous carvings on the surface was exposed in front of several people.

Cheng Ji also went over to lend a hand, and after trying, they found that there was no way to move it down. So they had to work together to open the coffin lid for him.

"Bang--" The sarcophagus lid was placed on the ground by several people, making a muffled sound when it collided with the ground.

When the others saw what was in the sarcophagus, except Cheng Ji, they all stood there in a daze.

There was actually a female corpse standing naturally in the sarcophagus.

What shocked them even more was that after thousands of years, the female corpse's skin was as white as snow and as delicate as a baby's. If they had not been sure that she was not breathing, they would have suspected that this might just be a woman who had fallen into a deep sleep, rather than a cold corpse!

Cheng Ji smiled as he looked at the face of the female corpse in the sarcophagus. The temperature in his eyes suddenly dropped, and his tone was full of coldness: "This woman is really worthy of being called a cunning rabbit with three burrows."