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

Cheng Ji was sulking for a while, but he couldn't resist his curiosity and moved back: "Brother, what do you think is going on? Is it really the mountain god who is causing trouble as the rumors say?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head and replied, "I don't know, you'll find out when you get there."

The old man heard the conversation between the two and decided to persuade them out of conscience: "Don't be so curious, little boy. It's easy to lose your life. It was said before that this mountain cannot be entered at night, but not long ago, many students accidentally entered Jishan to avoid the Japanese invaders. It was in broad daylight and they never came out again."

Cheng Ji didn't comment, just smiled and didn't respond.

Perhaps he was afraid that the legend was true, so after sending the two men to the foot of Jishan Mountain, the old man left in a hurry, leaving the two men staring at each other in bewilderment.

Cheng Ji spread his hands helplessly: "Come on, brother, let's go up and see what's going on with the sacrificial well."

"Yeah." Zhang Qiling nodded.

As Cheng Ji spoke, he wanted to move forward. Just as he took a step, he felt a sharp pain in his head, as if something had exploded in his brain.

The figure was shaky in an instant, Zhang Qiling quickly stepped forward and held Cheng Ji in his arms, his eyes full of concern.

Cheng Ji used the force to straighten up and shook his head: "It's so noisy on this mountain!" He took a few steps back and finally relaxed his expression.

Looking back at Zhang Qiling's worried eyes, Cheng Ji explained: "There are many vengeful spirits who died unjustly here, and the resentment is very heavy. Moreover, this mountain must have used something to seal the resentment in the mountain."

"Those girls who were buried alive and thrown into the well couldn't find anyone to avenge themselves, so they began to devour other creatures and souls on this mountain. They are no longer just ordinary vengeful spirits. Now they should be called evil spirits."

"Only by taking revenge on them can they have a chance to eliminate their resentment and enter reincarnation. But the problem is that their enemies have been dead for so many years. If they want to take revenge on them, there is only one way now, which is to find out the legend of this mountain god and break it."

Cheng Ji seemed to have heard some news. He was silent for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he spoke: "What the old man said is true. There are really a few college students here. Because one day on the ground is one year underground, after a long time, the evil spirits will lose patience and will attack the living indiscriminately. What's more, there are many vengeful spirits here that have existed for thousands of years."

"But the good news is that the group of students are still alive. They accidentally found the entrance to the ancient tomb and hid inside. The tomb has a formation to isolate the evil spirits. I can't be sure whether they are alive or dead now. After all, the danger of the ancient tomb is no less than the evil spirits outside. Let's go in and take a look."

Zhang Qiling stopped the boy who was about to rush in before he finished speaking and asked, "Are you okay?"

After a few days of getting along, Cheng Ji has basically adapted to and understood Zhang Qiling's way of communication. The moment he said this, he understood what he meant.

Zhang Qiling was asking him why he had such a big reaction when he entered just now, and whether it was okay for him to rush in now.

Cheng Ji raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of smiles: "It's okay, I just felt a little uncomfortable just now, but I'm much better now. Human life is at stake, so we'd better not delay any more."

Zhang Qiling felt relieved when he saw the young man walk forward a few steps and his face was normal. He quickly walked forward a few steps and walked in front of the young man. He explained in a low voice: "Be careful, I'm in front."

Cheng Ji did not argue with Zhang Qiling about the order of who should go first. He followed Zhang Qiling leisurely with his hands folded. He seemed to be unprepared, but in fact a huge Qimen Bagua formation quietly appeared on the entire mountain. Everything that happened on the mountain could not escape Cheng Ji's eyes.

The river in the distance flows slowly like a winding jade belt, and the gurgling sound of water is like a pleasant melody coming from afar. The river water is clear and blue like jade, and the grass on the waterside is like a green velvet carpet, and the wild flowers are swaying, like colorful stars dotted in between.

Anyone who sees this environment will relax their guard and feel relieved.

Just as Cheng Ji and the other person were walking deeper into the forest, they suddenly heard human laughter not far ahead. However, in this deserted forest, it seemed so strange that it made people's hair stand on end and their backs feel cold.

Suddenly, the thick fog spread everywhere like billowing smoke. It was pitch dark, as if falling into an endless dark abyss. The outlines of the surrounding trees were only vaguely visible, like ghosts looming in the fog. The strange laughter echoed in the thick fog, like crying and complaining, with a ghostly aura that made people shudder.

The laughter was getting closer and closer, and black shadows flashed by. The thick fog served as a cover, so it was impossible to see what they were.

All you can see are those pairs of blood-red eyes, flashing with resentment and curses, which make people feel creepy and terrified.

Cheng Ji and Zhang Qiling stood back to back in a defensive posture.

The young man frowned and said, "It's a mandrill!"

There are records of mandrills in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. In the Classic of Mountains and Seas, it is mentioned that "in the south there is a giant Gan, with a human face and long arms, a black body and hair, and heels turned back. When he sees people laughing, he will also laugh, covering his face with his lips, and then run away."

According to legend, mandrills are mysterious monsters that haunt the mountains. Females are called Shan Gu and males are called Shan Ye. They have different appearances and are seen differently by different people. They are long and black, and have great strength, like the overlords of the mountains. These mandrills have been raised by tigers and wolves in the mountains, and have the wisdom of primates. They are extremely fierce and intimidating.

They can transform into various animals or simulate human forms, and their shapes are unpredictable. Their figures are like ghosts, moving around in the mountains and forests, mysterious and terrifying.

They often hide in the mountains, spying on people, and occasionally asking for their names. Once they know their names, they will play tricks on them for fun. Once they are entangled by a mandrill, bad luck will come. The weak may be so frightened that their livers and gallbladders will break, and their lives may be in danger.

More importantly, the whole body of the mandrill is very hard. When ordinary swords and knives hit it, it is like hitting an iron plate. There is almost no way to break it.

Now I have no time to think about why there are so many mandrills in this mountain.

Zhang Qiling was the first to draw the knife on his back, took a few steps, stepped on one foot, flew into the air, and stabbed at the black shadow.

Cheng Ji was not to be outdone, and immediately drew his sword to block the black shadow attacking him.

The two of them shuttled through the thick fog, fighting back and forth with the group of mandrills. But the number of mandrills was too large. If they fought non-stop like this, they would be exhausted sooner or later.

It was obvious that Zhang Qiling also realized the problem that Cheng Ji was aware of in an instant. Seeing Zhang Qiling raise his hand to touch the blade, Cheng Ji immediately knew what he was going to do, but he was held back by the four mandrills and was unable to stop him.

The power of blood was attached to the sword, and with the bonus of Qilin blood, the mandrills gradually fell into a disadvantage. Seeing that Zhang Qiling's combat effectiveness had suddenly increased for some reason, the smart mandrills actually used a countermeasure. Several of them held Zhang Qiling back, and the rest all attacked Cheng Ji desperately.

Seeing the aggressive group of mandrills approaching, Cheng Ji's mouth twitched.

No, this mandrill knows to pick on the weak ones?

What a bully!

Cheng Ji held the Xuanyuan Sword horizontally in front of him, turned his palm over, and wiped the blade.

The blood of Qingqiu Nine-Tail was instantly aroused. A pure blood pressure of the ancient mythical beast swept across the entire Jishan, making all living beings shudder.

On the boy's back, which was invisible to everyone, the red nine-tail tattoo clambered onto the boy's beautiful spine the moment the shocking pressure was released. It looked particularly charming and captivating.