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

"I know something. Let me tell you."

The others all looked towards the source of the voice. The person who just spoke was the least noticeable one among the four. He had barely spoken a few times along the way.

Even Zhang Rishan had little contact with this person. He only knew that his name was Zhang Ziyu, a nice name. Both of his parents were marginal figures in the Zhang family. Since he was a child, because of his relatively high blood concentration, he was placed in the inner courtyard and trained with those extremely talented children of the Zhang family. However, due to his humble background, he was the object of everyone's exclusion, just like Zhang Qiling had been, and was not noticeable in the inner courtyard.

The young boy who was amazing at first became like everyone else in the second month after entering the inner courtyard. Even the elders personally taught him, but there was no effect. After a few more months of waiting, everyone agreed that the first month was just a flash in the pan, and they hastily forgot about it.

The only impression Zhang Rishan had of Zhang Ziyu was that at that time the Buddha was eager to establish his authority in Changsha, and he gave them a death order regarding the whistle coffin in the ghost car, requiring them to break the mechanism of the whistle coffin before it entered the mansion.

Because the whistle coffin had been moved, it was no longer something that ordinary members of the Zhang family could open at will. However, given the order from the Buddha, they finally opened the coffin at the cost of losing one person.

This was far from over, because the Buddha was afraid that the momentum he had built was not strong enough, so he ordered the personal soldier who successfully opened the coffin the second time to help him gain a foothold in the Nine Gates this time, at the cost of having his arm cut off.

First, he pretended to hold a gong to scare the horses, causing his personal soldier to break his arm. Then, the Buddha probed the hole with his two fingers and broke the mechanism.

The plan was well thought out, even the personal soldiers were already found. Even if they were unwilling, they had no way to refuse the Buddha's order. But in the end, the plan still failed. Cheng Ji used his mysterious spirit control to break open the coffin and save the personal soldier who was sacrificed in the plan.

And this personal soldier was Zhang Ziyu who had just spoken.

Zhang Ziyu took half a step forward, bowed to Zhang Qiling, and said, "Patriarch, I know something, but not much."

Zhang Qiling didn't respond, motioning him to continue.

Zhang Ziyu received the order and told what he had found out: "Buddha... Zhang Qishan planned to save Miss Yin Xinyue of Xinyue Hotel some time ago. It was through Miss Yin that he found out some things, such as the origin of Young Master Cheng's bloodline. But after some investigation, there was no substantial result. So far, Young Master Cheng is the only one with Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Bloodline active in the world."

"Then Zhang Qishan looked up the location of the Zhang family's ancestral home, wanting to go there to seek a way to improve his bloodline, but he didn't find the exact location of the ancestral home. So Zhang Qishan told that person the secret of the Zhang family's longevity, hoping to borrow some power to help him find the exact location of the Zhang family's ancestral home and the Zhang family's ancient building."

At this point, Zhang Ziyu paused, as if considering the truth of another thing, but the things he had been exposed to from beginning to end were limited, and he only had a vague understanding of the secrets guarded by the Zhang family.

After thinking about it to no avail, he decided to speak out about it first: "In the intelligence network of the Crescent Hotel, Zhang Qishan also found out about a place. I don't know if the Zhang family has any records of this place."

"where?"

"Badain Jaran Desert, Gutongjing."

Early the next morning, the boy woke up in Zhang Qiling's arms as usual. He vaguely felt Zhang Qiling walking out yesterday, but because of physical fatigue, he fell asleep again before Zhang Qiling came back.

Who would have thought that I would sleep till dawn the next day.

Cheng Ji nestled in the arms he loved so much, without moving immediately. He quietly looked at the cold and handsome face of the man who was still sleeping, depicting it frame by frame with his eyes, not daring to blink.

Zhang Qiling's sleeping face did not have the usual feeling of keeping people at a distance. The morning light shone sporadically through the window onto his face, making it look softer.

Zhang Qiling at this time was still a little different from when he first met him a few years ago. Without the troubles of Tianshou, and with the precise feeding that Bai Ma had given him in previous years to make up for the lack of maternal love, he had gained some weight after all. In memory, his face when he first met him seemed too thin.

So beautiful.

This man is really getting more and more handsome.

Cheng Ji looked at Zhang Qiling with his eyes slightly shining, an unconscious smile on the corners of his mouth, and his consciousness gradually freed.

Even opening Zhang Qiling's eyes was not enough to pull the boy's wandering thoughts back to reality. It was not until Zhang Qiling, not knowing why, came over and kissed the boy on the forehead that he was able to bring his consciousness back to reality.

Cheng Ji came back to his senses and saw the handsome face that infuriated everyone in front of him. He arched his eyebrows and said, "Morning, brother."

"morning."

Zhang Qiling has now gradually adapted to responding to the boy's every move, although he still treats other people the same way as before.

Cheng Ji smiled brightly, and habitually said to tease the god: "Why did you kiss me secretly just now? How could our famous and renowned Zhang clan leader do such a thing? What if others saw it? Wouldn't he be laughed at?"

Zhang Qiling, whose hands were still around the boy's waist, was no longer surprised by the boy's words. He glanced at the boy calmly without saying anything.

The young man got the upper hand and acted cute, and he became more aggressive, "Why don't you say anything? Is our great clan leader Zhang feeling guilty? In ancient times, if you forcefully kissed a commoner, you would be thrown into a pig cage~"

Zhang Qiling shrank his fingers slightly and placed them precisely on the boy's waist. His tone was relaxed, which he had never felt outside, and he said casually, "Well, I'll take you with me."

"...?"

The boy was so amused by the man's words that he repeated through gritted teeth: "Take me with you?"

"Ah."

Hearing Zhang Qiling's response, the young man sat up suddenly, knelt on the bed, and looked at the person still lying on the bed with a smile: "No, immersing in a pig cage is not a good thing, just take me with you."

"A vixen must also be put into a pig cage."

Looking at the boy, there was a visible smile in his eyes: "Together."