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

Because of the war and the bad weather in the snowy mountains, Bai Ma's plan to go down the mountain was delayed again and again.

Another year passed, and the road down the mountain became easier to walk in the spring of 1936. But the sleeping boy still showed no signs of waking up.

Thanks to Bai Ma's daily careful care and some life-saving elixirs left by the young man in preparation for a rainy day, he was no different from a normal person except that he was a little thin after being in a coma for more than a year.

The Buddhist palace, the evening bells, the sunset and the sound of cicadas.

Bai Ma came out of the boy's room and happened to meet the Tibetan man in blue robe who came to look for her.

"There is news about that child." The Tibetan in blue robe did not hesitate and directly stated his purpose.

Bai Malue asked nervously, "Where is he now? Is he at the Zhang family's main residence?"

The Tibetan in blue robe shook his head. "The Zhang family originally wanted to send someone else to Medog. Somehow, the message came that the clan leader was coming in person. He should arrive in the next two days."

"So why did he come here this time? Was it for that bronze door?"

"Yeah. Oh, not only do we have to guard against the Wang family, but we also have to guard against the Zhang family. Oh, it's really troublesome."

Bai Ma and the Tibetan man in blue robe walked towards the lobby while talking.

The setting sun in the evening in Medog shines on the peaks of snow-capped mountains, dyeing the white snow into a light golden color.

A ray of light sneaked into the room and shone on the back of the boy's thin, bony hands, caressing him gently with the slightly rising temperature of early spring.

The entire temple was busy preparing for the dinner that was about to be served, and no one noticed that the sleeping boy's fingers placed on his side trembled slightly.

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. The confusion in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the feeling of rejection in his body gradually faded away. He shook his dizzy head lightly, and it took a while for him to regain some strength.

The boy struggled to sit up and carefully moved his body out of bed. But even though he was prepared, he still almost stumbled because his legs had not yet regained much control.

It took Cheng Ji a long time to steady himself.

The price of snatching people from the King of Hell is really high, and he almost lost his life.

The young man raised his hand and lightly touched the moonlight placed beside the bed. A red light flashed in his eyes, and a few intermittent notes that could not even be called a tune floated out.

Yun Meier appeared from the moonlight and leaned towards Cheng Ji: "Sir."

Cheng Ji was a little speechless and said: "Who did you learn this name from? Just call me by my name."

Yun Mei'er shook her head gently: "You rescued us from Jishan and promised to rebuild our bodies. To Xiaoli and I, you are the person we are most grateful to. How can we call our benefactor by his name?"

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Yun Mei'er, Cheng Ji started to ask about the real matter: "How long have I been unconscious, and where is Xiao Li?"

"Sir, it is already March of the 25th year of the Republic of China. Xiao Li is now a flesh and blood person, so it is time to eat."

Yun Meir glanced at the young man silently, with a hint of 'How come people become stupid after sleeping' in her eyes.

Although this thought flashed through his mind quickly, the boy still caught it.

How can a ghost have two faces? He just said that he should respect his benefactor, and then he used his eyes to call him stupid.

Forget it, I won’t bother with a girl.

"Did you hear what they said at the door just now?" The young man leaned over and patted his calf, which had not yet fully regained consciousness.

Yun Meir hesitated to speak after hearing this.

Cheng Ji was puzzled and looked at the girl with raised eyebrows.

Sure enough, after holding it in for a long time, the girl stammered, "Eavesdropping on others is not what a gentleman does."

"..."

Cheng Ji was furious and said with a fake smile: "I don't want to listen!"

Yun Mei'er hurriedly grabbed the young man and said, "Hey, hey, hey, sir, I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

"I didn't quite understand what he said. It seemed that the young man who traveled with me before would come here to investigate something in the next two days. It seemed that... it was a bronze door or something."

Hearing this, Cheng Ji frowned and thought deeply.

Zhang Qiling was coming here. It must be for the fake bronze door, but he didn't expect it to be so much earlier than in the original book!

It seems I need to go in and see what's going on.

At night, the lights in the rooms of the temple were turned off one by one, leaving only the lights in the corridor still on.

Cheng Ji packed up his things and tiptoed out the door.

He woke up without disturbing anyone. There were too many Kangba people in this place. If he wanted to see the fake bronze door, he had to find a chance to go by himself.

But fearing that Bai Ma would worry, he quietly left a note on the bed, telling her that he would be back soon and not to worry.

Cheng Ji walked out of the temple gate and walked a long distance outside the temple. He stopped when he reached a place where the temple was almost out of sight.

It would be impossible for him to find the bronze door by relying on his sense of feeling.

"Come out and talk." The young man squatted down and gently stroked the snow, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which looked even more weird and enchanting in the moonlight.

As soon as the voice fell, a woman in red with her hands and feet chopped off slowly emerged from the ground. The woman's face was pale, her red lips were bleeding, and she was wearing a tattered red wedding dress, with blood gushing out of her severed limbs.

The long hair fluttered messily in the night sky, and every strand seemed to be cursed, emitting a cold luster.

Cheng Ji raised his hand, used his fingertips to lift the chin of the red-clothed female ghost and asked, "Do you know where the King of Hell's corpse is?"

The female ghost seemed to have an inexplicable fear of the four words spoken by the young man. She shrank back and stared in one direction.

Cheng Ji understood what the ghost girl meant and confirmed, "Over there?"

The ghost girl nodded.

Cheng Ji frowned and looked at the place the ghost pointed to. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, so he could only walk over there and make plans.

Cheng Ji stood up and snapped his fingers, and the female ghost went back underground.

It is particularly difficult to walk on the snow at night.

After the boy reached out and pulled his legs out of the snow countless times, he finally got annoyed.

Snapped--

The young man stomped his foot hard.

boom--

The huge snow wave instantly swallowed the boy, rolling him down into a bottomless abyss.

As expected, Cheng Ji drew out the Xuanyuan Sword, and the tip of the sword rubbed against the stone walls around him, creating a line of sparks.

With the friction between the sword and the stone wall, the boy landed steadily at the bottom of the valley.

Cheng Ji looked at the man-made furnishings around the bottom of the abyss, and even he himself was speechless.

What kind of luck did he have? He actually stomped his foot out of the underground palace leading to the bronze door.

Cheng Ji held the hilt of the sword behind his back, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards, and walked forward cautiously.

There are many strange patterns carved on the stone walls along the way, which are bumpy and make people feel uncomfortable.

What made the young man even more surprised was that there was not a single vengeful spirit in this huge underground palace, but it was covered with a thick layer of resentment!

Could it be another disgusting thing that eats human souls?

Cheng Ji did not stop walking, but his expression became more solemn.

Especially when he turned the corner and looked forward, his expression became extremely ugly—

There was actually a person standing in front of the corner, but the Qimen formation constructed by his Fenghou Qimen could not detect the existence of this person at all!

What made the boy even more horrified was that this man's figure was exactly the same as the man in his nightmares that he had from time to time!