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

Her delicate hands plucked the strings of the Ruan, and her sleeves fluttered like dancing, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, with the lingering sound.

After the song ended, Yun Meir and Xiao Li disappeared, and the nine-tail pattern on the top of the Yuehua Qin lit up twice, as if responding to the young man that everything was going well.

Cheng Ji put away Yuehua, carefully turned his back, put his hand in Zhang Qiling's palm, looked up and smiled: "We are almost at the entrance of the ancient tomb, brother. They all say that this tomb is very evil. You said you must protect me."

Zhang Qiling was already accustomed to the boy's occasional naughty little movements. He nodded in response to the boy's words and raised his legs to move forward.

The young man was pulled half a step behind Zhang Qiling, the setting sun shone on the two of them, and the years were peaceful.

Looking at the two people's intertwined hands, the boy had the urge to blaspheme God for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it.

Decades later, he would choose to guard the Bronze Gate for someone, and would choose to cooperate with the Nine Gates again even though he knew he had been deceived by them once.

He would live in seclusion in Yu Village for that person, and would come out again for that person, just to help him find a glimmer of hope.

Alas, I suddenly feel a little envious of the third master of the Wu family.

Unlike him, even the time they spent alone was stolen, and he begged for it by begging for it.

While the young man was immersed in his own thoughts, he was completely unaware that the person in front of him had already stopped.

It was not until Cheng Ji bumped into Zhang Qiling's back that he noticed something.

Cheng Ji rubbed his nose which was a little sore from being hit, and said in a humming voice: "Are we there yet?"

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and looked at him and shook his head: "Don't be distracted."

"Oh, good."

Zhang Qiling didn’t know what the boy was thinking just now, but the sudden sadness made him stop and want to hug the thin boy.

As the two were thinking about their own things, a slightly dilapidated temple appeared in their sight, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

The weeds in front of the yard were already half a person tall. Cheng Ji and the other person stepped onto the mossy blue brick road and looked at it carefully, as if looking for some clues.

Cheng Ji was also a little curious: "Why was this tomb built under the temple?"

Zhang Qiling squatted down and carefully looked at the stone sculptures placed at the entrance of the temple. He walked to the incense burner and picked up a handful of dust or incense ash. He lowered his head and thought: "No, it's the other way around."

Cheng Ji was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"The relationship is reversed. The tomb is not built under the temple, but the temple is built on the tomb."

With this explanation, Cheng Ji understood instantly: "So, the people who built this temple knew there was a big tomb underneath, so they deliberately built this temple to cover up the entrance to the ancient tomb?"

"Ah."

"Then what does he want? Is there something he wants underneath?" Cheng Ji frowned slightly and pondered the reason.

Before the boy could figure out what was going on, he heard Zhang Qiling slowly explaining the reason.

"There is something underground. It is affecting the minds of the people around Jishan. King Xuan of Qi was influenced by it and built this temple."

Cheng Ji squinted his eyes and felt it, but still found nothing. He shook his head in disappointment, "There should be a formation here. I can't sense the existence of spirits since I entered the temple."

Not only the tricks, but even his Fenghou Qimen were ineffective. Xiao Qi, who had been chattering in his mind from time to time, was nowhere to be seen. What kind of powerful formation could achieve this?

This feeling of limited and uncontrolled abilities made Cheng Ji feel vaguely uneasy.

But when he thought about the fact that those students had been in the tomb for three days and that human lives were at stake, he could not afford to think about so many unnecessary things.

"Brother, let's go in and take a look." Cheng Ji and the other man searched outside the temple for a long time but found nothing, so they placed their hopes inside the temple.

Pulling open the creaking wooden door, the old locust tree in the temple courtyard rustled in the wind. The corners were covered with cobwebs and the scene was devastated. A rotten smell filled the air, choking the nose and mouth and making people feel nauseous.

Smelling the scent, Cheng Ji and Zhang Qiling looked at each other.

broken!

The two hurriedly followed the smell and found the source. Fortunately, it was not those students.

Cheng Ji frowned as he looked at the corpses scattered on the ground in the backyard. As if he had thought of something, he used his sword to pry open the clothes on the backs of the corpses, and then he took out a silver lighter from his pocket and used it to burn the backs of the corpses for a while.

Sure enough, the back that had already appeared corpse spots revealed a huge phoenix tattoo under the burning flames!

Zhang Qiling stared at the tattoo pattern with deep eyes, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

Seeing that his idea was verified, Cheng Ji almost breathed a sigh of relief.

Only five days had passed since they got the map, and judging by the degree of decay of the body, it had been dead for at least three days.

The Wang family was able to find out the contents of the silk book in just two days. Cheng Ji could not find any other reason except that there was a traitor in the Zhang family.

"Brother, have you passed the contents of the silk book to the Zhang family?" Cheng Ji asked without raising his head.

"No, I just told them the location."

Cheng Ji raised his eyebrows upon hearing this: "It seems that my brother has already noticed it and specially picked out such a Feng Shui treasure land to welcome the distinguished guests."

"But how did they die? They couldn't just die here for no reason."

Zhang Qiling did not comment and did not respond to the young man's words.

Cheng Ji brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, stood up and looked around.

When he took a quick look, he really discovered something.

Cheng Ji pulled Zhang Qiling back to the place where they had just entered, and motioned for Zhang Qiling to look at the locust tree in the courtyard: "As the ancients said, if you don't plant mulberry trees in front of you or willow trees in the back, ghosts will clap their hands if you don't plant trees in the courtyard. There are mulberry trees in front of the temple and willow trees behind it, and there is also an old locust tree here."

"These three trees are all Yin trees. Could it be that because this is a temple, it can suppress these three evil trees?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head slightly and said, "This is not a temple."

"Do you mean we've found the wrong place?" Cheng Ji asked doubtfully.

“This is a temple, but it’s not a temple either.”

"King Xuan of Qi built this place, but he didn't really use this temple to worship anyone. The incense burner in front of the door doesn't contain ordinary incense, but incense to summon souls," Zhang Qiling explained.

The boy seemed to have grasped some idea: "So this tree was planted like this on purpose, just to attract ghosts!"

"So what I sensed just now was correct. There are indeed no spirits here. There should be a big creature underground that can absorb spirits and human souls. It devours all the living things in this temple every day. This may be the old monster that Xiao Li mentioned."

Zhang Qiling nodded to show his agreement with the boy's analysis.

Cheng Ji then frowned and said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, then we may be in danger."