I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife.

"Are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Well, yes." After packing up the pens and papers, Tan Cheng hurriedly carried the box of books that he brought in when he first entered the tomb onto the stone table, "Oh, by the way, I don't know when I will come back if there is a situation. I guess you have finished reading the history books I brought you last time, and I have brought all the well-written history books about the Ming and Qing dynasties and our contemporary times."

"These books are all written by predecessors, not our current vernacular, with annotations, although some of the words are not the same, I think they should be understandable."

Looking at the box full of books, Su Jingmo picked up the top one, "Water Margin?"

Su Jingmo raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Tan Cheng with a smile and said, "This is also a history book?"

"Ah no, I also brought a few story books. After all, history books are more boring, so I thought I would bring you a few story books that will be well written and handed down to this day." But those few books are all Everyone is familiar with the four great classics, but he, Tan Cheng, is very familiar with them. Su Jingmo must have never read them. It should be quite interesting...

Thinking of this, Tan Cheng took out a roll of copper wire from his bag. This time was different. In the past, he always left a charging searchlight in the tomb. This time he was going away for many days, and the power of the charging searchlight would definitely not be enough. Supported until that time, so I brought a coil of copper wire, planning to connect the electricity to the tomb, so that the tomb can be kept bright at that time, and it will be more convenient for Su Jingmo to read.

When the wire was dug last time, it had already been connected to the Vajra Wall. Tan Cheng had enough wires and didn't intend to make it look good. He installed the lights on the top of the white jade pavilion along the stone pillars.

Su Jingmo at the bottom of the pavilion has long been used to seeing all kinds of strange things Tan Cheng brought, and he is no stranger to this 'electric light'. Sitting on the stone bench, Su Jingmo picked up the words in the box in front of him. He started to read, and after more than a dozen pages of the story book, Tan Cheng was done.

Patting the ashes on his hands, Tan Cheng moved away the stone bench that had just been placed under his feet, walked up to Su Jingmo and said, "Look, I installed a switch on this post, but if you think it's too bright, press the light It will be turned off, and you can press it again if you want to open it.”

Su Jingmo put down the book in his hand and said: "I can see the words on it in the dark, this lamp is actually useless."

Tan Cheng shook his head, "At least the tomb can be brighter." This large tomb was built in the mountains without a ray of light to penetrate, and it would look bleak if there was any light. If there was no light, it would be even more eerie. Jing Mo was able to leave this big tomb because Tan Cheng wanted to take him away, but he couldn't. He didn't want Su Jingmo to stay in this gloomy place where there were only ghosts and bones...

"It would be great if...you could leave this tomb."

Hearing this, Su Jingmo smiled and shook his head, "Even if I can leave, I will have to rely on the yang energy of a living person to stay in the world. Ghosts are still things that do not belong to this world. Forced to stay, I am afraid that the only way to go is the soul flying away."

Su Jingmo's words made Tan Cheng think of the situation where Su Jingmo lost his mind that day, and asked worriedly: "Then, after I leave, will you disappear like that night?"

"If I disappeared, I would have disappeared 600 years ago. The tomb has complicated needlework and there are divine beasts guarding it. I will be fine in this tomb. I just left because of the thieves' formation that day." Big tomb, that’s what happens when you consume too much.”

Mentioning those tomb thieves made Tan Cheng feel even more uneasy. There were the animal bones that those people wanted in this big tomb. The animal bone seems to be very important, so important that the tomb robbers are desperately trying to find it.Tan Cheng didn't know what the animal bone was useful for, but guessing it was a priceless treasure. I'm afraid that even if the tomb robber died three people, someone would come again, not to mention that there must still be people peeping at the bone in thousands of worlds. Can you really handle it?

"What if there are tomb robbers coming? Didn't you say that I was able to enter this tomb for the first time because someone was manipulating it? If this person can let me in, it means that he is very capable. What will you do when he comes?"

Su Jingmo looked at Tan Cheng, couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you so weak? So weak that you need to worry?" Su Jingmo who was talking was arrogant and arrogant, stood up and turned his back, "The army thousands of years ago They're all buried at my feet, so what can those young people do to me? Tan Cheng, you're probably underestimating me, right?"

"I'm just worrying about..."

"Can you deny that you haven't seen me as a little ghost who needs your protection?"

Tan Cheng, who was interrupted, was speechless. Indeed, he couldn't deny that after getting acquainted with Su Jingmo, seeing this person trapped by a formation, and realizing his thoughts on him, he couldn't help wanting to protect him. Su Jingmo's thinking, maybe he really unintentionally regarded the dead emperor as a ghost who was too weak to be protected by him, or subconsciously regarded this person as a woman who needed protection just like his former girlfriend...

Su Jingmo is a man, and he is an invincible emperor in the world. According to his personality, it is impossible for him to like someone to protect him like a woman. In fact, Su Jingmo is more capable of protecting himself than Tan Cheng, even almost Protect Tan Cheng for the second time...

"Sorry..." Tan Cheng said this as if he was sighing, "However, you still have to be careful."

Seeing Tan Cheng bowing his head to apologize, Su Jingmo's words became softer, "Of course I won't let others hurt me, it's just..." Thinking that Tan Cheng was used by someone to enter this big tomb, I'm afraid he has already fallen into this mystery Hit, he closed his eyes and continued: "It's just that this man's heart is terrifying, even more frightening than that hell ghost. You should be careful in what you do, and don't trust anyone."

Tan Cheng looked at Su Jingmo, who had his back turned to him, "I know."

"You don't know." Su Jingmo turned around and stared at Tan Cheng, "Don't you believe what I said?"

"What do you mean? You mean, I can't even trust you?"

"Of course, I am a ghost, and you are a human being. You have what ghosts need in your body. What reason do you have to believe me? You have already fallen into this vortex when you stepped into this tomb. You should be suspicious." , no matter who the other party is...Although you only want to understand that period of history, some people may not think so. Protect yourself and save your life to make everything possible."

Su Jingmo saw Tan Cheng lowering his head and thinking about something. After all, this man really cared about him, whether it was the books, the bright 'light', or the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table... This man always thinks Want him, Su Jingmo, to live like a living person... In a trance, Su Jingmo seemed to have seen the scene of that night again, Tan Cheng smiled and asked him if he would die, Tan Cheng hugged him and Su Jingmo wanted A reward... Tan Cheng tried his best to hold him to prevent him from being taken away by the vortex of the eight cold hells... Thinking of this, his heart moved slightly, Su Jingmo stepped forward and hugged Tan Cheng gently,

The two were about the same height, Su Jingmo turned his head and whispered in Tan Cheng's ear: "Be careful in everything."

Unexpectedly, Su Jingmo would suddenly get close. Tan Cheng was only surprised for a moment. When he heard the whispers in his ear, the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly surged in Tan Cheng's heart. He hugged Su Jingmo tightly and wrapped his hands tightly in his arms. waist.

"Su Jingmo...Su Jingmo..." Tan Cheng called Su Jingmo's name over and over again, as if he liked it over and over again in his heart, even if he couldn't get another heart's response...

Being hugged tightly, Tan Cheng yelled over and over again, as if waiting for his response... Su Jingmo looked at the beam above the tomb in a daze through Tan Cheng's shoulder and neck. The beams are extremely beautiful, which can only be enjoyed by emperors, but if you look closely, you will find that the soaring dragon has no eyes painted on it, which is different from the flying dragon in the palace when he was alive. The dragon without eyes can only be owned by the dead emperor. It was Su Jingmo's own... He could feel Tan Cheng's body temperature, Tan Cheng's heartbeat, and her perception became clearer after becoming a ghost. He could even feel Tan Cheng's blood flowing... and these he didn't...

The hand touching Tan Cheng's back was slowly lowered,

From the moment he died, he had no right to own it...

No?

The seven-day National Day holiday is one of the busiest days in China. Busy on the road and traveling, take this time to relax the tense mood for a long time and go to see all over the world.

Knowing that there are a lot of people traveling during the National Day holiday, Tan Cheng doesn't want to go to various scenic spots to take pictures of people's heads, and he doesn't want to go to the crowds to see the sea of ​​people. So in recent years, Tan Cheng has avoided the tourist boom of the National Day holiday and stayed in the School does research.

Crowded among the crowd at the station, Tan Cheng felt helpless looking at the crowd, "Every time I read the news reports on how many people have increased this year compared to last year, I can only sigh with those numbers at most, this time I really saw how crowded it was, It's really shocking."

Wei Bofei, the son-in-law of the old driver who was waiting for the ticket check, said with a smile: "Isn't it? I just work at the airport. I remember that the national highway and waterway passenger traffic reached more than 6.1 million passengers last November, and nearly half of the Chinese people are moving. "

Originally, he stayed up late last night to help Zhang Jun put together the tiles, and because he was squeezed into the station just now, Wu Hai, who was exhausted, looked at the people queuing up to check the tickets in front of him, dumbfounding, "I used to think that the data was fake, no matter what I think It’s also impossible for so many people to go on a trip in their free time, so it looks like it’s true? We bought tickets a few days in advance, so we can only buy standing tickets.” Thinking of standing for a long time, Wu Hai's complexion was even worse.

"In fact, it's almost the same when I think about it. Except for some workers and peasants who don't have holidays on time on November [-], almost white-collar students can only take this opportunity to come out, right? Besides..." Before Wei Bofei finished speaking, the phone rang.

"Excuse me, I'll answer the phone first."

"Yes." Tan Cheng replied, glanced at Wu Hai, who was unbearably crowded, and asked with a smile, "Are you okay? It will take a long time for us to arrive."

Wu Hai shook his head, "Didn't I say we're going to Jinzhong City? Why don't we buy a direct one? We also need to transfer from Yuncheng?"

"If you can buy it, you don't have to be so tired." Tan Cheng spread his hands helplessly, "It never occurred to me that all the direct tickets are sold out."

After making the phone call, Wei Bofei came over to see the two chatting, and said aloud: "It was the seller who called just now. He said that it was the same as last time, and he went to the Jinzhong Antique Market... However, he said to change the time, as if recently There are police officers who are investigating reselling cultural relics.”