Gluttonous canteen

The mournful female voice lingered in the tomb passage, and there was an indescribable treachery in the midst of the mountain steam.

"This is a nursery rhyme? It's weird." Li Chuo frowned and listened for a long time before he could barely hear what he was singing. When he was emperor, the court followed the Zhou rituals and practiced the system of collecting poems and viewing styles. I have heard many ballads in the Yuefu, but I have never heard such a strange lyrics.

"Yeah, you are an ancient person, and you must have never heard of this ballad. It was a song that was popular in the 8s and 90s. It was only sung by children when they were playing a game similar to hide-and-seek."

It was still the original recipe, and the familiar tone. Zhang Tao felt a little dazed when he listened to the song. He remembered the period of the reform and opening up just now. The first pot of gold after saving the silver from the previous dynasty and being communist.

In this respect, Zhang Tao is actually no different from ordinary people, and they are all subject to time and geographical restrictions. Oh, but it is still a bit different. Life for Zhang Tao is more like a holographic game, because it is related to programming The code farmer is a little friendly. He is not like other people who have only one life and must play until they die. Maybe one day when everyone wakes up, they will find a prompt message: Your friend Zhang Tao has gone offline.

"You mean, that girl is a modern person?" Li Chuo looked around, except for the voice just now, there was no ghost in the tomb passage.

"It's not impossible. Don't discriminate against us modern people. We can still be haunted by ghosts after we die." Zhang Tao nodded. Fortunately, although most of the legends about ghosts in the world are women, but in fact, if this girl had no grievances with you before she was alive, she will still have a soft personality after death, and she will never say Because you are not pleasing to the eye, you will be eaten alive. Of course, if you have a face like Ning Caichen, then don't blame him for being too receptive.

"Then, why do you think she's singing and joking with us?" Li Chuo didn't seem to connect the unresolved incident with his appearance at all, and was still looking around and guessing.

"Maybe they think you're handsome and want to hook up." Zhang Tao took a closer look at Li Chuo's perfect profile, um, it's really good.

"Why me, you are handsome too." Hearing what he said, Li Chuo pressed the sword on his waist defensively.

"Sweet, sweet, you smile sweetly, like flowers blooming in the spring breeze." Zhang Tao couldn't digest the sudden happiness of being praised by Li Chuo, and the girl singing just now aroused his emotions. The soul of Maiba actually made a voice in battle by himself.

"puff."

Just as he was singing happily with his neck stuck, suddenly, there was another slight laughter in the dark tomb passage, this time it was very obvious, it was a girl's sneer.

"Emma, ​​is this the right rhythm for me to see?" Zhang Tao's whole body trembled, he has a master, and he still has a position in the palace. How could he give up on such a person who is greedy for glory and wealth? The emperor's slender white thighs, flirting with a lonely ghost in the abandoned imperial tomb, is not his true style of money lover.

"My lord, I am absolutely loyal to you!" Zhang Tao thought of his fate of being thrown into the cold palace, so he quickly turned to face Li Chuo, put his hands on his shoulders, and said sincerely.

"Hand..." Li Chuo glanced at Zhang Tao, his expression became tense.

"I won't let go! Your Majesty, I won't let go even if you throw me into limbo!" Zhang Tao was still showing his loyalty.

"On your shoulder." Li Chuo's eyes wandered for a while, and finally settled on Zhang Tao's shoulder.

"Ah?" Zhang Tao looked down subconsciously. On his right shoulder, there was a very delicate hand, and the nails were still dyed with Koudan, but it seems that this manicure has been done for a long time, and most of the red color It faded away, peeled off and mottled, making the already pale skin on the hands almost turn blue.

"Ghost!" Zhang Tao yelled, and threw himself into Li Chuo's arms.

Because of his sudden pounce, the field of vision behind him widened, and Li Chuo suddenly saw a girl hiding behind Zhang Tao, looking at him with a smile, as if he was just playing Zhang Tao explained to himself A game of hide-and-seek called handkerchief throwing.

The girl's facial features are quite delicate, but her skin is no longer the unbreakable brightness of a young girl, but instead presents an unhealthy ashes. The kind of hard-to-swallow meat that I hated and had to eat, yes, it is the color of the protein after it loses its vitality!

"Hush." ​​The girl stretched out an index finger to her lips, probably to tell Li Chuo not to tell Zhang Tao that she was behind him. Her slender index finger showed the white stubble of her bones, in the dark and gloomy tomb passage , faintly phosphorescent.

"Go away!" Li Chuo pulled out the saber from his waist with a swipe, and with a straight forward motion of his wrist, he stabbed Zhang Tao's shoulder with great precision, pointing directly at the girl's heart!

"ah!"

The girl just uttered a very short cry, the figure flickered, and suddenly she dodged into the depths of the tomb passage. Zhang Tao and Li Chuo looked at each other, and no one could clearly see how she did it.

"Let's go slowly!" Zhang Tao yelled.

"What heroine?"

"Lingbo is taking small steps, or is the universe moving?" Zhang Tao was still looking longingly at the girl's erratic back, this time they were far away and they could see clearly. He was holding a scarlet hijab tightly in one hand, and it was floating in front of him, and the mournful red soon disappeared.

"Catch up and have a look." Li Chuo walked away.

"Beware of fraud!" Zhang Tao stretched his long legs and followed.

"I've seen that girl before."

"acquaintance?"

"Idiot, it's the one who held the ghost marriage on the top of the mountain!"

……

The dogs Zhang Tao and Li Chuo were chasing along the way, every time they were about to catch up, the girl suddenly erratically flashed to a few meters away from them, but they couldn't catch up anyway.

"Chasing girls is really an endless mode of hell. Fortunately, I'm gay. Hey! Flower girl! We don't kill people, set fires, or grab food!" Zhang Tao shouted with his hands on his lips.

"You shout like that, she seems to be running more happily!" Li Chuo ran at the front, and when he heard Zhang Tao's words, he turned around and gave him a hard look.

"Ouch!"

Just as he was turning his head back, he stepped on something under his feet and almost stumbled. Fortunately, Li Chuo was very skilled and quick to react, and he made a swallow three times out of thin air, and stood firmly. .

On the ground he stepped on just now, there was a piece of red hijab.

Li Chuo looked up instinctively. The rock wall of the cave above the red hijab was different from the smooth stone walls around it. There were some patterns carved on it that were no longer obvious. He narrowed his eyes and carefully identified Zhang Tao. With discerning eyes, he handed over the booklet.

With the help of the faint light emitted by the burning book, the two people could vaguely see that those patterns seemed to be an inscribed architectural totem, very much like those passed down by future generations...

"Torii?" Li Chuo looked at the regulations carved on the stone, and suddenly understood.

"The chastity archway?" Zhang Tao asked hesitantly.

"Isn't the owner of the tomb a great general? Where's the chastity?" Li Chuo glared at him.

"Hey, hey, why are you suffering from cancer? Can't men be chaste? I am very chaste." Zhang Tao has a tendency to attack cancer, and automatically puts the mighty and domineering setting of the general in the offensive In terms of positioning, but after thinking about it, it's hard to say, maybe there is some palace scandal like I and the general undressing their shirts.

"Well." These days, Li Chuo has been instructed by Zhang Tao to instill the idea of ​​freedom and equality every day. From Mr. De, Mr. Sai to Mr. The Tiller has a field, he babbled endlessly, but he has been reformed a bit, knowing that he is There was some deviation in what I said, and I thought about it carefully. Indeed, that time in the dragon coffin, Zhang Tao seemed to be clumsy, and he seemed to have missed the right place. Erwugang's general attacking temperament, he took care of himself as Cui Cui for a long time.

"What are you thinking? Your face is blushing." Zhang Tao saw that Li Chuo's fair little face was a little flushed and pink, so he couldn't help pinching him.

"Go, I'm thinking you're right."

"Necessary, hey. But..." Zhang Tao looked up at the carved stone archway, still a little confused.

"Does this stone archway have any special significance?"

"When I was in the study, in addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, I also liked to read some laws and regulations of the previous dynasty, which contained records about funeral ceremonies. If I remember correctly, this system formed a dividing line in the middle of Shinto. , and go further in, it should be the Ming Tower." Li Chuo nodded and said, although such burial ceremonies were rare in this dynasty, they were still very common in the imperial tombs of the previous dynasty.

"Minglou? Chief Ming?"

"→_→" Li Chuo felt so tired. He had been busy all day, and he almost forgot that this guy was a binge-watcher.

"Ming in Minglou is Tongjia, and Ming in the underworld. The front should be the location of the coffin." Li Chuo looked at the deep and narrow corridor in front of him with a heavy face. The girl led them all the way. What is there? What purpose?