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

The early morning light shone into the house through the window, but it could not dispel the solemn atmosphere in the house.

Er Yuehong stood beside the bed with a frown on her face, looking at the young man lying on the bed.

The boy's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his face was pale, and his eyelashes were trembling but he didn't open them, like a little animal imprisoned in a nightmare. From time to time, you could hear the boy's suppressed murmurs of pain.

The handsome young man who appeared handsome when we first met is now lying sickly in bed.

Er Yuehong could not forget the scene he saw yesterday when he heard the maid's cry and rushed in from outside. Cheng Ji was lying on the ground with blood coming out of all his orifices, unconscious, and the white clothes he was wearing were already stained with blood.

Er Yuehong frowned in thought, the doctor's words that day seemed to echo in his ears.

"This young master's pulse is very chaotic, and there is almost no medicine to cure him, but there seems to be a breath in his body that is holding his body up, forming a temporary balance. I am incompetent and can't do anything about this situation. Please ask the second master for help."

He was very sure that he had not seen this young boy named Cheng Ji in the past ten years or so, and he also had no dealings with his family, the Cheng family.

What on earth was the reason that made him go to such great lengths to save his wife?

Or maybe, there is something in Er Yuehong that he wants.

Er Yuehong thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason. At this moment, the unconscious boy lying on the bed let out a faint moan, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Er Yuehong had to put aside his doubts and walked closer to ask, "Young Master, how do you feel? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Cheng Ji blinked his eyes which had just opened and were still a little confused. The waves of pain in his body took him a long time to relax before he spoke: "I'm fine, Second Master." After saying that, he tried to struggle to get up.

Er Yuehong hurriedly stepped forward to help Cheng Ji up, carefully raised the pillow, and then said worriedly: "Young Master has done so much for my girl's illness. Er Yuehong doesn't know how to repay you."

Cheng Ji understood Er Yuehong's thoughts, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Second Master, don't worry too much. Just think of Cheng Ji as someone who has been entrusted to help you. Besides, the situation was urgent at the time, and I had no other choice. Madam's poison could not be delayed any longer, otherwise even I would be powerless to save her."

Cheng Ji paused, noticing the worry in Er Yue's red eyes, and continued, "I just saw that it was serious. I know what's going on, don't worry, Second Master."

Seeing that Cheng Ji did not want to say more, Er Yuehong had to give up and bowed solemnly to Cheng Ji: "Then Er Yuehong would like to thank you, young sir. If you are needed in the future, I, Er Yuehong, will do my best to help you." After that, she did not disturb Cheng Ji's rest anymore and left the room.

Watching Er Yuehong walk out of the room and close the door, Cheng Ji finally had time to calm down Xiao Qi, who was jumping up and down anxiously in his consciousness.

"Don't worry, Xiao Qi. I'm fine now, all thanks to you. I was too confident this time, thinking that with the characteristics of my bloodline, nothing would happen."

Xiao Qi cried and replied: "Host, you have just arrived in this world, and your bond with this world is too shallow, so the rewards you get from signing in will be greatly discounted, no matter how powerful they are. Therefore, even if you have merged the blood of the Nine-Tailed Fox, you cannot resist the backlash of the treacherous way."

The electronic sobbing sound continued, "Fortunately, Xiao Qi noticed something was wrong and used the system energy to protect the host's heart, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. Host, don't be so reckless next time!"

Cheng Ji suppressed the itch in his throat and nodded gently to indicate that he remembered it.

Xiao Qi switched back to the serious tone of the electronic announcer: "Congratulations to the host for completing the task and getting the opportunity to choose a spiritual weapon. Here is a special reminder that this opportunity can only be used by the host himself. Any spiritual weapon produced by the system will only be able to open up spiritual intelligence in the hands of the host. For others, it is just an ordinary tool with excellent materials."

"I got a small-leaf red sandalwood bracelet. Small-leaf red sandalwood was a wood used exclusively by the ancient royal family. It has the effects of regulating qi and blood, calming the mind, anti-wrinkle, and promoting cell regeneration. The small-leaf red sandalwood bracelet produced by the system is nourished with the essence and blood of the Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox. It can also prevent mosquitoes and insects, and restrain common poisons."

"Obtain ten cubic meters of portable space."

"Obtain three detoxification pills, which can cure all kinds of poisons."

Hearing this, the good-tempered Cheng Ji almost laughed out of anger. He had wasted half his life trying to detoxify, but the reward for the mission was just three detoxification pills!

Cheng Ji had no choice but to accept the reward.

Xiao Qi continued, "Host, please choose the type of spiritual weapon. Think boldly! There is nothing that Xiao Qi can't do, except what you can't think of!"

Xiao Qi's tone was full of pride and complacency. Cheng Ji seriously suspected that if Xiao Qi had a physical body, he would definitely have a huge tail behind him.

Cheng Ji pondered.

As a person who inherited the art of trickery, he would undoubtedly be able to play the flute, and the flute is light and portable, so it must be the first choice for spiritual instruments. But when Xiao Qi asked what he wanted to choose as a spiritual instrument, another musical instrument came to Cheng Ji's mind.

Nguyen.

The Ruan, a four-stringed instrument with a pillar and shaped like a Yueqin, is a rare traditional Chinese musical instrument.

It was one of the few musical instruments that Cheng Ji had come into contact with in his previous life. When his father was still alive, he took him to visit an old gentleman who was highly respected in their local area. The old gentleman had profound attainments in traditional musical instruments. It was also during that visit that the old gentleman noticed Cheng Ji's love for the Ruan, so he accepted him as his apprentice and taught him everything he had learned throughout his life.

Unfortunately, the old man was very old and died of illness in less than two years.

Not long after, Cheng Ji's family suffered a misfortune. When his mother passed away, she took away all the family savings, leaving him, who was still in junior high school and had no ability to survive, behind. Staying alive became a luxury, and he had to worry about the next meal after eating the current one.

Gradually, this Chinese musical instrument that he once loved faded out of his world.

Now that he thought about it again, Cheng Ji wanted to follow his heart.

"Xiao Qi, I choose Ruan."

Xiao Qi responded, and a Ruanqin appeared in Cheng Ji's hand. The body of the instrument was wine red, and every texture on it was smooth and elegant. There was also a symbol that looked like a nine-tailed fox on the head of the instrument.

Xiao Qi reminded: "Host, please give it a name."

"The quiet room is filled with the fragrance of orchids, and the moonlight washes the heartstrings like water. The gentle breeze brushes away the dream of the fairyland, and the clear sound flows through the fingertips. I'll call you Yuehua." Cheng Ji lightly brushed the strings of the zither, and Yuehua trembled slightly, as if greeting its new owner.

Cheng Ji looked at the Ruan in his hand and smiled.

Please take care of me in the future, Yuehua.

Xiao Qi seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Host, because too much system energy was consumed yesterday, Xiao Qi will issue many tasks in the near future. I hope that the host can complete a few more tasks to replenish Xiao Qi's energy..."

Hearing this, Cheng Ji scratched his head and said apologetically: "You just bound me and consumed so much energy for me. I'm sorry... You can give me the task. I will definitely not do such a risky thing this time!"

"Okay, then Xiaoqi will start announcing the next task." As soon as the task was released, Xiaoqi immediately switched from smiling state to work mode.

“Task 1: Get to know Zhang Qishan and investigate the ghost car with him.”

"Task 2: Find out why Cheng Feng, the eldest son of the Cheng family, went to the mines."

"Host, please complete today's sign-in and receive the reward"

"Sign in," Cheng Ji nodded in response.

"Sign in successfully. Congratulations to the host for acquiring basic Feng Shui and tomb-robbing knowledge."

Mines, knowledge of tomb robbing... Cheng Ji curled his lips, and suddenly felt that his journey through the book was becoming more and more exciting.

It seemed that the general trend was irresistible, and he was not immune. Following the principle of joining if he couldn't beat them, Cheng Ji gladly accepted his future direction.

However, meeting Zhang Qishan...

Cheng Ji concealed the complexity in his eyes and bit his lower lip lightly, feeling a little at a loss.

If he were asked to rank the characters in Grave Robbers' Chronicles, Zhang Qishan would definitely be the person he least wanted to know.

A member of the Zhang family, for the sake of his own career, betrayed family secrets and the family patriarch Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qishan said that he was doing this for the country and was worthy of everyone. If he really meant justice, why would he tell the Zhang family's secret to the person behind it? Why would he use the lives of the Nine Gates to exchange for that slim hope even though he knew that the trip to Siguniang Mountain was full of difficulties?

Would a truly righteous person put the blame on Zhang Qiling, who was gifted by heaven, after the action failed?

Would a truly righteous person go crazy after the failure of this biggest tomb-robbing operation and lead people to Banai to explore the Zhang family ancient building again in order to seek the way to immortality?

Why should Zhang Qiling be exchanged for his life of glory and splendor?

Zhang Qishan is not worthy of defiling his god.