Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

Before Zhao Qingming became a new life again, he was originally a timid person who was extremely afraid of causing trouble.

When you sleep at night, you have to turn on a light bulb with a low wattage in the room. When you were a child, you would be scared to the bottom of the bed when there was a thunderstorm. When you grow up, you will cover your head with a quilt and plug your ears with cotton. If you want to play a prank on him , as long as he secretly pats him on the shoulder from behind, he will turn blue with fear. Several senior brothers often used this trick when they saw him easy to bully when they were young, and Zhao Qingming also got tricked one after another. It was the worst time to be scared. It caused him to have a high fever for three days. After the master found out the reason, he beat those brothers with a broom stick for cleaning the toilet. They regretted their mistakes and left several big marks on their buttocks. Zhao Qingming.

In the past, Zhao Qingming had a very elegant name, Fang Qiong. In order to make himself similar to his name, he hardly showed his timid nature in front of outsiders when he grew up. For the things he did, he would never accompany them to watch ghost movies in cinemas, play haunted houses in amusement parks, or walk dark alleys with them in the middle of the night in order to pursue girls.

All in all, Zhao Qingming, that is, Fang Qiong, did not become bolder because he grew up, nor did he become bolder because he got life again.

Fang Qiong stumbled and ran in the dark tomb passage. The candlestick in his hand fell to the ground long ago when he shook off his cold hand, and then he ran in the dark and quiet tomb passage. Blowing up the goosebumps all over his body, but now he doesn't have any more thoughts, all he can think about is escaping from this horrible place.

He seems to have been running for a long time, his whole body is full of sweat, the clothes on his body are heavy, he is small in stature, it is really tiring to run, and he is exhausted after a while, the inside of the tomb is very dark, there is almost no light, and he is sweating profusely Fang Qiong leaned his back against the tomb wall, pawing at the tomb wall with his hands, the surrounding area was pitch black, and there was no sound of footsteps chasing after him.

Fang Qiong, who was scratching his finger sorely, guessed that Li Xiaomei might have encountered an accident. Before he was reborn, he had listened to his brothers telling him about what would happen when he went to the ground. He thought that he would not be exposed to these things until he went to the grave. , However, it always seems to be contrary to expectations. He didn't go to the land, he didn't steal or steal, and he never disrespected the owner of the tomb.

Her legs were leaning against the tomb wall limply. At this moment, Fang Qiong no longer thought about anything. Her thin face was wrinkled even more ugly than bun folds. When he felt some pain, he didn't know if he had touched the mechanism in the tomb, but the wall behind him opened, and Fang Qiong fell straight back.

boom!

It turned out that the wall was a door, and the moment Fang Qiong fell in, the door closed automatically, and the most meaty part of his body, the buttocks, was in pain, on the palm of the hand that was propped on the ground. Already covered with sand and dirt.

It was very bright here, and Fang Qiong was startled again. This was a seemingly fully enclosed tomb. After the run just now, he was not as scared as before, but his legs were still trembling slightly, his hands were clenched into fists, and his trousers were in fists. He didn't clean up the dirt and ash, so he turned around slowly.

There are six long-burning lamps hanging on the walls of the bright tomb. Fang Qiong remembered that his master had told him that the long-bright lamps, also known as continuing lights, or endless lights.Since ancient times, the lights lit by every household on New Year's Eve cannot be blown out once they are lit until the oil is exhausted and the candles eventually go out by themselves. This is an ancient traditional custom.Eternal lanterns will also be placed in the tombs of Chinese kings, hoping that they can be as brightly lit as the palaces in their lifetime.

The long-burning lamp here burns as if it has just been lit, but the seemingly airtight room has the smell of pine that is often smelled in the mountains. The oxygen here is very sufficient, but why can the lamp be on for so long, Fang Qiong no longer struggles, and goes down Look, there is a crystal coffin on the right side of the tomb, which is very different from the sarcophagus in the other tomb. He took a step back in fright. It wasn't that there were people lying in it, but that he saw a whole set of familiar national costumes on the floor of the crystal coffin. , it belonged to Li Xiaomei, he guessed it right, Li Xiaomei's clothes and his were both brand new.

The thin white hand bones were exposed outside the clothes, Fang Qiong's legs continued to weaken, and he was so frightened that he almost peed!

He was very confused. The person he was holding was obviously Li Xiaomei just now, but now he saw that Li Xiaomei had turned into a bone, and the color was still freshly baked. Those things in the tomb really existed, and he dared not think about those things. The name, what the senior brother said is true. He has never believed it before. Of course, part of the reason is that he is afraid and does not want to believe it. s things.

This is an ethnic minority area. For thousands of years, it has been said that ethnic minorities will have many sacrificial activities. The practice of Yaoxi Village has allowed Fang Qiong to experience real sacrifices. It is now in the 90s, and these customs are still left behind. It was a trick of fate for him to become a member of the army of sacrificial boy boys so tragically.

With trembling feet, he approached Li Xiaomei's suit step by step, but before he could get close, a big white hand appeared in the corner of his eyes, and cold sweat fell from the corner of his left forehead to the ground, but he didn't have to turn his head, the man Has appeared within his line of sight.

Suddenly, a man in white clothes and long hair stood beside the crystal coffin. His figure was slender, and his long hair was neatly and naturally scattered on his chest. , his pupils were very dark, his lips were tightly pressed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was mocking Fang Qiong's timidity. At this time, Fang Qiong, who seemed to be frozen, was beating his heart up and down. He was cursing why his eyesight was so good. to things that should not be seen.

Generally speaking, this man is quite good-looking, with a melon-seeded face, phoenix eyes, slender figure, and a sense of decadence. Why does he still think about the other party when he has been frightened to the point of ashes and has to use his face to pretend to be indifferent? The appearance, probably because he can't move anymore.

The man with cold eyes suddenly raised his right hand, stretched it towards Fang Qiong, who was ashen-faced, and looked along the white and slender finger. The man didn't intend to pinch his neck, but lightly placed it on Fang Qiong's shoulder. Fang Qiong didn't dare to make a sound, and he couldn't make a sound. Although the hand was put down lightly, Fang Qiong's teeth rattled through the heavy clothes. It was cold, very cold, and his whole body was freezing cold. The cold air from that hand continuously injected cold air into Fang Qiong's body, and because of this, Fang Qiong, who could no longer pretend to be indifferent, saw a sinister and bloodthirsty cold light from his eyes.

His body hurt as if he had been pierced by ice needles. Fang Qiong's face began to turn purple, his feet no longer trembled, and he fell limply on the ground, his mind still awake. That hand feels the same.

When the sinister man fell down, his hands left his shoulders and arms, and he slowly squatted down. Fang Qiong's slightly opened eyes only saw his feet wearing white gold-rimmed boots. Fang Qiong's small chin, Fang Qiong felt that he was about to die again, he didn't remember how he died last time, but now he deeply realized that death was so terrible, what he regretted most was that he hadn't had time to be filial Master, he hasn't become bold enough to scare his senior brother back. He hasn't married and had children yet. Is he destined to be alone for two lifetimes?

His chin was raised, and he had to look directly at the man's pupils. The distance was too far, and his eyesight was not too bright, so he couldn't see the color of his pupils clearly, but now he can see clearly, those are dark green pupils, Fang Qiong There was no need to make a sound anymore, there seemed to be nothing else in the room except the sound of the burning lamp, and his breathing began to become weak.

When Fang Qiong opened his eyes halfway, the mysterious man opened his lips slightly. His voice was low and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, but he spoke, and Fang Qiong could clearly hear what he said.

"For so many years, I have sent one fire-making boy after another, and you are the ugliest." Although the man's voice was nice, Fang Qiong, who was about to faint, was half awake when he said this.

Is he ugly?

Isn't it just a little thinner, a little darker, a little yellow hair, eyes, a nose, ears, a mouth, complete facial features, healthy limbs, this dumpling still despises him for being ugly, Fang Qiong wants to cry even more without tears , Could it be that he refused to eat him because he was not very good-looking?

Fang Qiong was hanging by the zongzi to death, and the real zongzi continued to pinch his chin as if playing with a toy. His voice was cold and slowly drifted into Fang Qiong's ears. He continued to say coldly: "However, This time they sent the right person, you can successfully take away the fire here, but then we have to see if you have the ability."

Fang Qiong, who didn't know why, knew that his life was in the hands of this zongzi, but he couldn't guess what he meant, and he didn't want to guess. , What does it mean to send the right person?

There was no time for him to think. Suddenly, all the lights went out, and the tomb was plunged into darkness. The man in white had disappeared before his eyes. Fang Qiong's body was released from the ice-cold confinement, and the blood flowed back slowly after lying on the ground for 3 minutes. , With the phenomenon of returning blood, breathing began to become smoother.

Fang Qiong, who fell into the darkness again, quickly sat up and moved her buttocks back, it was too dark.

He touched the wall that he fell into just now, hoping to get out from there, but no matter how he touched or pushed, he couldn't feel the gap, and he couldn't push it away. When cold sweat broke out on his forehead, the eternal lamp in the tomb suddenly turned on again. up.

But this time, the crystal coffin on the right side disappeared, replaced by the sacrificial altar in the previous tomb, and the original sarcophagus, nothing seemed to have changed.

He lowered his head, only to find that his left hand was hooked by a joint, a fresh and smooth hand bone, and it was Li Xiaomei's hand that was hooked to him.