Tomb Raider Gu Tomb Miscellaneous Notes

As soon as the incense burner arrived in the study, Jiang Si didn't waste any time, and straight to the point put the phoenix box in front of him.

The incense burner stared at the wooden box, and we couldn't help but hold our breath, widening our eyes for fear of missing the wonderful show of "Master Not Drunk" skillfully opening the box.

Unexpectedly, he fell on the table with a "plop".

We were dumbfounded and looked at each other.Jiang Si helped up the incense burner.

Censer's head hung in his arms, his eyes blurred, and he murmured softly twice.I listened closer, only to hear his dry voice say: "...I'm hungry, I haven't eaten for ten days."

I almost wanted to lift the table, what kind of earth pit did this guy get into? He made him look like a ghost, and he hasn't eaten for ten days!

But I still had a good temper in front of Jiang Si and said: "He's hungry, get him something to eat."

Ah Huai always hangs around like a follower when he is not needed, but now he is looking for him, but he can't even find him.Jiang Si and I searched all over the West Wing and the garden, but we still didn't see him.

I said to look for him in the east chamber or the front yard, but Jiang Si held me back: "Young Master Buzui has always been secretive and doesn't like to be known about his whereabouts. When I brought him here just now, he went through the back door."

I spread my hands, and Jiang Si also spread his hands towards me.

What he meant was, don't expect me, the prince, to be able to cook.So I went to the kitchen resentfully.

Fortunately, I have lived alone for many years, and I still know how to stir-fry a few home-cooked dishes. When all the dishes are served on the table, take a look. The meat and vegetables are colorful, and then there is a winter melon soup, um... Although it is not as good as the Manchu Banquet, but I like it It looks like it.

Jiang Si took a sniff, sat down with a fan, picked up a few potato sticks with chopsticks, chewed them slowly in his mouth: "Oh, it's pretty good. I heard that Shanghai men must know how to cook to marry a wife. Looks like that's at least half true."

I filled the bowl of the incense burner with rice, and at the same time gave Jiang Si a look, thinking that this dish is not for you, so it's your turn to judge!

I sat down to drink herbal tea and watched the incense burner pick up the bowl and start eating.

Earlier, I saw Zhang Rui's astonishing appetite in a quiet manner, but now I see the incense burner is a chicken pecking at the rice, holding a chopstick with his slender fingers, picking up a small lump of rice, dipping it in the meat soup and delivering it to his mouth , The speed of chewing makes people gasp.

But I still don't know how to read words and expressions, so I leaned over and said, "Try a piece of braised pork, this is my specialty!"

The incense burner was eating silently at first, and she was as quiet and delicate as a little girl. Hearing what I said, he said expressionlessly, "I don't like braised pork."

Embarrassed, I picked up my chopsticks and glanced at the other dishes: "Maybe you don't like greasy ones, what about shredded carrots and potatoes? This one is light."

"No potatoes."

"Where's the stir-fried river prawns? I just soaked them in water, and the taste is refreshing and not astringent."

"It's too troublesome to peel off."

I twitched my face and put down my chopsticks.Damn, this guy is so fucking hard to serve!

Jiang Si slanted his body and leaned against the incense burner: "Do you want to eat shrimp?"

"……eat."

Jiang Si shook his eyebrows and squinted at me, thinking it was not enough, and added specifically: "I don't eat shrimp, but the shelled shrimp meat."

I pretended I didn't hear it at first, and I picked peanuts for fun, but somehow I started picking shrimp.

Finally, the incense burner began to study the phoenix box.

After the guy was fed, he seemed to be in good spirits, and some light finally appeared in his dark eyes.

He flipped the wooden box over and looked at it for a while, then reached out his hand: "Seven chains, I also need a screwdriver, number 11."

Although Jiang Si was older than the incense burner, he looked very respectful and humble in front of the incense burner. After half a cigarette, he found a screwdriver, and the incense burner started to deal with the wooden box with a screwdriver in one hand and seven chains in the other, as if on an dissecting table. Dissection of a small mouse.

He was so absorbed that none of us dared to make a sound.

Suddenly, four consecutive "clicks, clicks" were heard, and the ball immediately disintegrated into dozens of small cubes, and at the same time, it popped out a few millimeters.

Although the operation of the incense burner is simple, I know that it actually requires five fingers in one hand to be able to control the seven soft rings synchronously, and then use the other hand to hold a screwdriver to match the embedded position, angle and depth of the wire ring. To calculate well.

It's like a person wants to draw a circle with one hand and a square with the other hand at the same time, the circle and the square must be neat and tidy.I heard from my grandfather that those who can't do it can't use Qilianhuan freely.

After the ball disintegrated, there was only the last lock left inside, and the incense burner just inserted the small flat end of the screwdriver and poked it lightly. This action also seemed simple but the principle was complicated, because the disintegration could not be seen clearly at this time. What is inside the ball, and you must be very familiar with the structure of this wooden box, so that you can find the last lock slot inside without checking with your eyes.

We heard a crisp sound, followed by the "jingling, bang, bang" of metal falling.

A key fell out of the box.

Exactly as Jiang Si guessed, it was a gold-plated metal cross key.

The shape of the key is a bit strange, it is two Saturn rings intersected, and a cross key is attached to the bottom, a bare one, only as thin as a toothpick, without teeth on the top, but with irregularly arranged small holes.The whole key is about half the length of your little finger.

I was at a loss, looking at the incense burner, he seemed a little confused too.However, Jiang Si seemed to recognize the key, frowned, and said with a sneer: "One mystery always hides another mystery, and there is no end to mystery within mystery. You grave robbers slowly Is it sinking step by step?"

I said impatiently: "Do you know what this key is for? If you know it, tell me!"

Jiang Si smiled inexplicably, and pressed his index finger somewhere on the ring of Saturn on the key: "I don't know what this key does, but you can see the mark on it."

"A hexagram inside an octagon is the family symbol of the Shen family."

A hoarse and scary voice suddenly sounded in my ear, which made me tremble with fright. When I looked back, I didn't expect that it was Zhang Rui standing beside me.

"... When did you come here?!"

"I've been standing here for a while." It may be due to illness and bad temper, the tone is particularly cold, making people feel like the northwest wind is getting into the collar, looking at people is like growing thorns, and seeing one stabs another .He looked at me, then at the incense burner.

Perhaps it was because I guessed that Zhang Rui might like me, but seeing him at this moment was always awkward and uncomfortable, and it took me a long time to squeeze toothpaste before I finally spoke: "You, can you get out of bed now?"

Zhang Rui still looked a little tired, but he didn't care, and said in a slow tone: "Of course, I have only seen this kind of mark on the calligraphy and paintings of the Shen family. The pattern of the seal is a bit similar to it. , you'd better ask Shen Lingyi to confirm, people in their family should recognize it."

Needless to say, I have already thought of Shen Er.This kid claims that he is familiar with all the classics handed down in his family, even if this mark is not used by their family now, as long as it is from their Shen family, Shen Er should have seen it.

Originally, I planned to ask Shen Er to drive to Suzhou immediately, but I didn't expect to hear the chattering laughter of several sisters in their family, and then Shen Er said to me dejectedly: "Master, I must have lost my mind before I come back." Father-in-law! Damn, it’s only been half a day since I got home, and they talked about me all afternoon with my younger brother and younger brother, so that my head is full of three-character scriptures, and I’m almost called a fool by them! Fuck, Now you actually start asking me how many times I have sex with a few women a day, and how many babies I plan to have! This is such a wonderful sister, sister, ah!..."

The second half is almost like howling ghosts and wolves, which is close to the language of Martians, so I will not translate it.

Jiang Si next to him obviously heard it clearly, shaking his fan and knocking on the lid of the teacup with a crisp sound.

I convulsively said to Shen Er on the phone: "Calm down, the idiot can still be saved, the lunatic will have nothing to do."

After that, I quickly explained to Shen Er that I was going to Wuhan to find him and why I was looking for him, etc. Before he started the second wave of crying, I hung up the phone decisively.

During this period of time, Zhang Rui went back and forth and brought back the ghost-slaying knife that the incense burner gave me.

I remembered that he said that Dali did not call him in the past, so I said: "Shen Er has returned to his hometown in Wuhan, and now we have to bring the key to Wuhan to find him. What about you, are you with us?"

Zhang Rui glanced at the incense burner, and said warmly: "I won't go, I still have a cold, I don't want to infect you, and I can't help you with my current appearance, maybe it may become a burden, you have to wait on the way It's not good to take care of me as a patient."

His voice was really hoarse and heart-wrenching, his complexion was sallow, his eyes were slack, and his body seemed to collapse when the light wind blows.I also see that forcing him to travel with us may make his condition worse, and it is better to recuperate at home.

I don't know what the illusion was at that moment. I always feel that Zhang Rui in front of me cannot withstand the wind, frost, rain and dew outside.

I said: "Then you stay at home and remember to rest more and stop being tired. We will contact you if we have any news when we arrive in Wuhan."

Zhang Rui nodded with a pale smile.He stuffed the knife into my arms, grabbed my arm and said, "You still carry the knife with you, it might be useful." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the incense burner without showing any signs of expression.

I nodded.

He looked at me and said, "It's getting dark now, stay one more night, and leave tomorrow. I can ask someone to help you pack your tickets and luggage."

I couldn't help but smile wryly: "How do you make it sound like we'll go away for three to five years before coming back!"

Zhang Rui smiled, Jiang Si supported him and said: "If you are like this, you should lie on the bed and rest quickly, I will take care of other things that need to be done."

Zhang Rui still didn't change his stubborn temper at this time, he shook off Jiang Si, turned around and walked out the door: "You are all guests, I am the host, I should do what I have to do."

The meal that night was like a farewell banquet. Zhang Rui invited us to drink. The best Huangshan Moutai was arranged in a row, and I don’t know how many glasses were drunk.Not to mention that this guy doesn't drink well, even I feel a little dizzy.

I peeked at the incense burner next to him, but he looked calm and composed, his expression was still clear and cold, and his black eyes were not cloudy at all.

Sure enough, "Don't get drunk for ten miles in a single month", the name "Not drunk" is not groundless.

We said something at the dinner table, but I forgot all about it later.I just remember that Jiang Si was the only one among the four of us who didn't drink at all. Zhang Rui was supported by him back to the room. I clinked glasses with the incense burner one-on-one and drank a whole jar of wine. I was a little drunk and knew that I couldn't drink any more. , If you drink again, something will happen, so you restrain yourself and stop.

I ate a few mouthfuls of side dishes, and felt that I couldn't sit still, so I said, "How about you go to Hua Jinglan later? Is she okay?"

"She is dead," said the incense burner, "I buried her."

If it weren't for being a little drunk at this time, I probably wouldn't be able to sit on the chair so calmly.

I was bored for a long time before I calmed down: "Is it related to Gu poison?"

"Ah."

"...I hope she can reunite with her husband in the underworld." I sighed and said half-jokingly, "By the way, what are you doing these days? Are you fighting again? How did you get hurt..."

"Someone hired me, and I also need to make money." Cenxiang Lun said lightly.

"Yeah, that's right. You don't bring a magic weapon out to sell money, so you can only live on employment money?"

The incense burner did not speak.

Chatting with a boring gourd is basically asking for trouble.I took a sip of mulled wine, but the incense burner pressed my wine glass back on the table.He said, "Do you want to go and see Zhang Rui?"

Although I am a little curious as to why the incense burner insists on saying such things at such a time, I am really not at ease with Zhang Rui.He drank so much alcohol as a sick person, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was using alcohol to relieve his sorrow.

I patted the incense burner and walked out of the dining room shaking.

As soon as the cool wind blew outside, I woke up a lot. I walked slowly along the Chaoshou corridor to Zhang Rui's room, knocked, and found the door was open.

It was a little dark in the room, but I could barely see through the lights in the corridor.I walked to the bed without thinking, looked down, and couldn't help laughing.

There was no one on the bed.

Did you go for a walk and chat with Jiang Si?

As soon as I turned around, a figure fell towards me in front of me, grabbed my arm with one hand, and pinned me to the bed.That guy's hands are so strong, the bones of my hands hurt from grabbing, and I can't use my strength at all!

I saw the man's face clearly, and only called out: "Zhang..."

The subsequent pronunciation was blocked. Except for the artificial respiration in the white coat, I have never done this kind of thing with anyone in my life.Our lips and teeth rubbed against each other, and the tip of our tongue was soft and wet. I retreated and retreated, and he advanced again and again, all the way to the bottom. I really had nowhere to retreat. I felt a bloody smell coming out of my mouth, seeping into my throat. , It seems to flow all the way down the throat, and the bottom is hot.

I couldn't help being driven, but suddenly, he stopped and didn't do anything, just looked at me and didn't speak.

I was like a fish lacking oxygen and gasped for a few times. At this moment, I didn't feel anything, only a surge of anger surged up from the bottom of my heart, and then exploded: "Damn, you pretend to be drunk!"

Zhang Rui showed an innocent smile, and scraped my face with his fingers. The cold touch made me shiver, and I quickly avoided his second touch.

He froze for a moment, retracted his fingers, licked his darkened lips, and smiled.I looked at him, and for some reason, from his smile, I felt as if I was looking at a blood-stained moth that was still flying towards the fire.

With a deep voice, he stared at me closely and said, "I don't ask for anything else, just this one night, you will fulfill me, okay?"

I hurriedly said, "It's not a matter of success or not. Do you understand the consequences of doing so?"

He frowned: "But I have always, always liked you for 15 years..."

My head was dizzy and distracted: "It's one thing to like it, but another thing to be able to do it with you. Me, what do you want me to say!"

Zhang Rui narrowed his eyes suddenly, and the corners of his mouth curled up coldly: "Do you like Young Master Long?"

"...No. Don't guess!"

"Obviously I like it." He paused, then suddenly laughed, and said in a trembling voice, "It's okay, I don't mind who you like in your heart, I just want you for one night."

He leaned over to kiss my face again, I turned my head away hastily.He lifted up my shirt, and rubbed his hands on my back. I felt that his deep-seated emotions accumulated year after year.

I really couldn't resist his strange power, I couldn't control my voice with fear, and roared involuntarily: "Stop...stop! Zhang Rui, don't do this!... Otherwise we won't even be friends!"

Zhang Rui stared at me without saying a word, not breathing out a breath.

I felt that his gaze was about to see me completely, so I had no choice but to look elsewhere guiltily, and then said slowly: "Think clearly, stop making such jokes, and let my dad know that I have sex with men This kind of thing, I will break my leg."

"If you don't tell it, who will know?"

"No!" I couldn't help trembling anxiously, "It's really like this, and there will be no turning back in the future, do you understand?!"

He looked at me with serenity in his eyes, like looking at a lost lonely city in the rain.

I can't describe what kind of eyes it was, Zhang Rui closed his eyes, and quickly covered up that look.

"Forget it." I don't know if my last words have worked, Zhang Rui suddenly let go, turned over and got out of bed, "The melons that are stubborn are not sweet, you can go."

I rushed to the door in a hurry, and couldn't help but look back, Zhang Rui was standing by the bed.His back was turned to me just now, and his back is still turned to me now, and the light from the veranda filtered through the window, casting his long shadow on the ground.

I don't think he will turn around.I hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm sorry...I'll treat what happened today as my amnesia."

Back in the dining room, I wanted to get myself drunk with wine so as to forget what happened tonight, but I saw the incense burner leaning on the veranda railing, holding a jar of wine, drinking alone against the moon.

He held up the wine jar high and poured it from top to bottom. It seemed that the silhouette printed in the moonlit night was smooth and a bit lonely. The slender neck reaches down to the dimple between the collarbones.

Looking at this picture while drunk, it's a bit obscene and alluring.

I hesitated whether to go or stay, and finally turned to him, and couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "Some people get drunk when they drink, but some people don't get drunk no matter how much they drink."

The incense burner looked at the moonlight, his face soaked in the moonlight was pale, without any expression.

He seemed to be talking to himself: "You're drunk, but you're still you. I'm not drunk, but I don't know who I am."

"Censer..." I felt a little sad for him for some reason, and wanted to say something, but my thoughts were so confused that I really couldn't say anything.

The incense burner asked, "Is Zhang Rui okay?"

I responded softly: "...well, it's okay."

"That's good." He jumped off the railing, carried the wine jar and walked away from me, the cold moonlight swept the veranda behind him, and I stared at his back until I could no longer see him.

I knew that day that I had hurt someone and missed someone else.

The author has something to say: The story is in the middle, and the relationship between the incense burner and the bottle is about to blossom~ This article is about 35 words, so it shouldn't be too long