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

Zhang Qiling ignored the shouting Hei Xia Zi and looked down at the boy in his arms, saying, "Why are you running?"

Cheng Ji knew what he was going to ask, and lowered his head with a guilty conscience: "Mr. Zhang doesn't recognize me, will I cause trouble for him if I stay there?"

Zhang Qiling tightened his hands around the boy's waist, and his tone seemed to carry a hint of grievance: "Not Mr. Zhang."

Cheng Ji did not respond, but changed the subject and said: "We will talk about it later. The most important thing now is this village..."

Zhang Qiling ignored everything else and subconsciously covered the boy's mouth, which was a little inappropriate, and said in a slightly anxious tone: "You said, we have met."

Cheng Ji lowered his eyes with a hint of smile. He raised his hand to pull away the big hand covering his mouth, held it in his own hand, and pretended not to understand: "If it's not Mr. Zhang, then what should I call him? And, what did I say? Why don't I know it?"

Zhang Qiling saw that the young man was somewhat unwilling to admit his fault. Although he did not show it on his face, his breathing was a little disordered. It was obvious that he had never expected the young man to have such an attitude before he came.

Over the years, he went to tombs everywhere to search for his memories, until he came to Tie Miansheng's bloody tomb. Seeing the scattered bloodstains left on the ground, he remembered everything from their acquaintance and friendship with the boy to his response to the boy's confession.

But the memory came back, but the person had disappeared long ago.

He came out of the blood corpse tomb and returned to Changsha City, trying to find the young man's trace. Unexpectedly, he came up empty-handed several times. The young man was either in the tomb or on the way to the tomb. It seemed that he never gave himself time to rest and always wanted to find the answer he wanted as soon as possible.

In desperation, he had to find the Black Bear, with whom he had met several times in the tomb, hoping to take him along the next time the boy took a job.

This time he should take the initiative and stop running away, you little liar.

Seeing the god's distraction, Cheng Ji smiled, put his arm around Zhang Qiling's neck, leaned over to his ear, and whispered, "Why aren't you talking? If not Mr. Zhang, what should I call you? Shouldn't it be Mr.? Then I'll call you Husband?"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Ji felt the person in front of him breathing more rapidly.

It turns out that gods can also be entangled in love.

Cheng Ji only dared to tease him for a moment, and then he immediately withdrew from Zhang Qiling's arms, holding Zhang Qiling's hand, and said with a smile: "Brother, what do you want to hear? I will call you when we get back. Now the most urgent thing is to deal with the current matter clearly. Otherwise, Hei Ye may quit."

Hearing the young man's words, Hei Xiazi, who had tied up the village chief and thrown him aside, said with a fake smile: "It's really hard for you two to remember something important, and it's also hard for you to remember that there is a blind man next to you."

Cheng Ji smiled and tried to comfort Hei Xia Zi, who was on the verge of going berserk, saying, "What are you talking about, Mr. Hei? How could I not remember you?"

As he said that, he walked up to the village chief, kicked the tied up and unable to move, and said, "Old village chief, you can't have such evil intentions all of a sudden. Why didn't you do it before, but chose to do it more than 20 years ago?"

The old village chief did not reply, but just looked like he was ready to be slaughtered, which made the young man laugh: "You don't think that if you don't say a word, I won't know."

The old village chief snorted coldly and said, "You are the young master of the Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Clan. You can kill me if you want. This was all done by me alone. You can't implicate the entire village because of me."

Cheng Ji chuckled, "You did it alone? It's true that you did it alone. As the gravekeeper of the Cheng family, you used the blood of the Nine-Tailed Fox as bait to create a blood pool, and colluded with the Wang family to make everyone in the village wash off the gravekeeper's tattoo and cover it with a phoenix tattoo. You really had a good plan."

The village chief's eyes, which had been dead, suddenly widened: "How do you know? You are not a human, you... you are a demon!"

Humph, an evil ghost...

"Old village chief, you know what I hate most is the Wang family, who are greedy and try to live forever. So, how long do you think your villagers can live?"

"You can't..." The village chief had his tongue cut off by the black bear beside him before he could finish his words.

Hei Xia Zi wiped the bloody dagger on the village chief's clothes again and again, and said with some disgust: "It's really dirty, but you are a bit noisy, you'd better shut up."

Cheng Ji also frowned and stepped back a few steps because of the blood splatter, then he took out Yuehua from the space, and explained with a smile to the village chief who was screaming on the ground: "Originally, I was going to let them go easily, but it was also thanks to the mechanism you opened, so I can't use an easy way to die for the time being, I can only show you something new."

As he spoke, his fingertips moved slightly, and the sound of Ruan suddenly arose!

Different from the song the boy played before, the song this time sounded like a child sobbing, or a woman's smile and anger, which was very strange.

As the moonlight rises, ghosts appear in all directions!

The sky, which was originally sunny, suddenly turned gloomy and covered with dark clouds, as if a storm was coming. Countless vengeful spirits with Qingqiu Nine-tailed Tattoos emerged from the land. In an instant, the whole mountain was like a purgatory where evil spirits were rampant!

The young man opened his thin lips slightly.

"Go, tear them apart, leaving no one alive."