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

Cheng Ji suppressed the sarcasm in his eyes, stood up, walked to Qi Tiezui and asked, "Eighth Master, you look so solemn, did you find anything?"

Qi Tiezui turned his head and nodded slightly to Cheng Ji, explaining: "This kind of iron nail is very rare, but there are so many of them here, big and small. It also cost a lot of money to seal the evil spirit in the coffin."

"Besides, bronze mirrors are a tradition of our Qi family. Our ancestors traveled all over the world and naturally knew a lot. They must know the abilities of the Zhang family. Only the Zhang family knows how to deal with this whistle coffin."

Qi Tiezui paused after he finished speaking, and looked at Zhang Qishan: "This ghost car has a bronze mirror hanging on the front, and dozens of coffin nails are hammered into it. It took so much trouble to send it here. I think the Qi family wanted to ensure that this coffin could be delivered to you."

In Cheng Ji's eyes, the Qi family is different from the other eight families in the Nine Gates. The Qi family does the work of saving the world. They travel around the world, and when they see evil graves and dangerous places, they seal the mountains and level the land to put an end to the disaster.

Such a family should not be lost in history.

Qi Tiezui continued, "We are now preparing for war, and military trains are traveling frequently. This coffin cannot stay in the station forever, and this whistle coffin must not be moved until it becomes silent. Master Buddha, I have to trouble you with your Zhang family's unique skills."

Two-finger caving!

Cheng Ji lowered his eyes and looked at Zhang Qishan's right hand, which was no different from that of an ordinary person.

Therefore, Zhang Qishan doesn’t know how to use two fingers to explore the cave!

Then how did Zhang Qishan open the whistle coffin with his bare hands in the original novel?

Cheng Ji frowned and thought, it seemed that he relied too much on the original work, so he could only take one step at a time.

While Cheng Ji was distracted, Zhang Qishan was already preparing to use the gong to scare the horse.

Cheng Ji hadn't thought of any other solution for the time being, so he had to follow Zhang Qiling and the other two into the car and went to Zhang Qiling's residence.

After waiting for most of the day, the coffin was finally delivered from the station to Zhang's residence. While everyone in Zhang's residence was busy preparing to scare the horses with gongs, Cheng Ji approached the coffin and looked at the terrifying whistle coffin in front of him.

For a moment, Cheng Ji's eyes were fixed on the small opening on the whistle coffin.

Several bright red bloodstains meandered down from the cave entrance.

It was only a few steps away but it took most of the day to transport it. Zhang Qishan carried the coffin regardless of the advice. He did not have the "Fa Qiu Finger" but could use two fingers to explore the cave. He knew that Mr. Qi was timid but still insisted on letting him hold the gong.

Several seemingly unrelated clues were instantly strung together into one line.

He wanted to use the Zhang family's two-finger cave exploration to establish his own authority. I have to say that Zhang Qishan had a good plan.

However, Cheng Ji did not act rashly, because the Zhang Mansion was filled with his, Zhang Qishan's, spies.

I’m afraid that as soon as he makes any move, Zhang Qishan will know about it.

There was no other way, Cheng Ji could only pretend to leave without any regrets about the discovery.

Cheng Ji sat back in his seat, watching Zhang Qishan's personal soldiers busying themselves with boredom.

In fact, I was talking to Xiao Qi in my heart.

"Xiao Qi, the mission requires me to get to know Zhang Qishan and investigate the mines with him, so I just need to complete the mission content. It doesn't matter if I change the original direction."

Xiao Qi said hesitantly: "The main system is very tolerant of the welfare system. It should be no big deal as long as you, the host, don't kill the protagonist."

Cheng Ji's eyes flickered slightly, "This is the world of Grave Robbers' Chronicles, so Zhang Qishan is mostly a supporting role, not the protagonist, right?"

? ? ? ?

Xiao Qi said that it was true that he didn't have a brain in the true sense, but he really had a headache now.

It turns out that his host has always wanted to kill Zhang Dafo!

It was hard for him and Zhang Qishan to play along for such a long time.

Xiao Qi was silent for a long time before speaking: "Well, now is the period of the Old Nine Gates, and he is still considered a protagonist, the host."

"And Grave Robbers' Chronicles needs Zhang Qishan to advance the story, otherwise the world will collapse!"

Cheng Ji took advantage of Xiao Qi's loophole and continued to ask, "In other words, I only need to ensure the development direction of the Old Nine Gates, ensure that Zhang Qishan survives to the Siguniang Mountain to take action, and ensure that Qiu Dekao steals the Warring States silk book to report the Nine Gates, and the Wang family survives safely until Wu Xie goes to the Seven Star Lu Palace in 03, right?"

Before Xiao Qi could reply, Cheng Ji added: "Qiu Dekao stole a large number of Chinese cultural relics. Although he made a fortune from this, given his obsession with the immortality in the Warring States silk book, he could have survived until the beginning of the story in 03 without these cultural relics."

"I won't let him take these cultural relics away."

Xiao Qi teased in a rare human way: "Host, how can you be so patriotic while doing such a cruel thing?"

"I am a good young man living in the world of tomb robbers. I do this to complete my mission. In fact, I feel very ashamed in my heart," Cheng Ji said shamelessly.

Xiaoqi:......

Having successfully silenced Xiao Qi, Cheng Ji curled the corners of his lips in a good mood.

The preparations for the gong to scare the horses in the Zhang family's lobby were almost complete. Cheng Ji stood up, raised his hand and stretched.

Since the only thing he had to do was to ensure that Zhang Qishan was alive, he had nothing to worry about.

Cheng Ji walked forward and grabbed the young man from the Zhang family who was ready to put his hand into the cave.

Zhang Qishan saw this and frowned, "What do you mean, Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Ji smiled at him and said, "Cheng Ji naturally wants to see the Zhang family's abilities, but Cheng Ji has a better way, so there is no need to cause any unnecessary casualties."

Cheng Ji naturally did not miss the gloomy look that flashed across Zhang Qishan's eyes.

It seems that he guessed correctly.

Zhang Qishan showed no emotion and smiled back at Cheng Ji: "Since Mr. Cheng has a plan to open this whistle coffin, I will wait for good news. If there is anything you need, you can ask them to prepare it."

Cheng Ji chuckled and shook his head, untied the bag he had been carrying on his back, and took out Yuehua.

In Cheng Ji's eyes, dealing with this evil and cold thing was not a difficult task. With Yuehua's help, opening the coffin was easy.

Not to mention toys that have been opened a long time ago and just closed again for show.

Cheng Ji took the chair that Zhang Rishan brought and sat on it.

As the fingertips moved, the clear and distant sound of the Ruan spread in the air, pleasant to the ears, but different from ordinary piano sounds, it faintly revealed a hint of elusive chill.

There was sarcasm in Zhang Qishan's eyes. It was unheard of that the whistle coffin could be opened by playing the piano. In his opinion, Cheng Ji was just dreaming and wasting everyone's time.

More importantly, it interrupted his plans, which was a bit annoying.

He was just about to interrupt what seemed to him like a farce.

Then, the sound of banging the coffin was heard coming from the whistle coffin, accompanied by the roar of the bloody corpse after it turned into a corpse.

Zhang Qishan's face changed drastically: "Cheng Ji, don't mess around. If this thing is exposed, none of us will survive."

Cheng Ji tilted his head and smiled at him: "Really? Then let me see how I can die."

Qi Tiezui also stood up tremblingly.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on the coffin in the middle of the lobby, and no one dared to act rashly.