Tomb robber: I am the tenth of the nine gates

"Chun Ning...Chun Ning...Chun Ning?!"

There was a voice in Chu Ning's mind that kept calling his name.

The voice became increasingly urgent, and the last one was almost a growl. Chu Ning opened his eyes suddenly.

My vision was a little blurry, and it was only when it gradually became clearer that I could see the pattern on the top of the tent.

Chu Ning was silent and wanted to get up. When he raised his arm, he found that his entire arm was wrapped in white gauze.

Er Laohong pushed the door open and walked in with a medicine bowl in hand. She saw that Chu Ning had woken up and was about to call Chu Ning.

Chu Ning raised his arm covered with gauze. The problem was that there was a fixed frame inside the gauze, so it could only be straightened and could not be bent back.

Looking from the direction of Er Laohong, Chu Ning's posture looked weird.

"Xiao Ning, are you awake?

Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? "

As Er Laohong spoke, she placed the medicine bowl on the bedside table, sat down by the bed, and fell silent after seeing Chu Ning's expression.

When Chu Ning heard Er Yao Hong's voice, she turned her head to look at Er Yao Hong with a cold expression and said nothing.

Chu Ning looked at Erxiao's red eyes, as if he were looking at a stranger, even... with a sense of indifference.

Er Laohong's eyes were full of worry, Chu Ning slowly put his hand down and closed his eyes again.

Although Er Yanhong didn't know what was wrong with Chu Ning, it was obvious that Chu Ning's state and expression were not right.

He stood up and walked outside the house, called the guards in the courtyard, and handed the guard a patterned jade plaque in his hand.

"Take my house sign, go to Jieyu Tower as quickly as possible, and invite Mr. Jie Jiu to the house first.

Then go and inform Lord Buddha and Lord Eight. "

The guard carefully took the jade token and hurriedly turned around and ran out of the house. Er Laohong frowned, turned around and entered the house again.

As soon as he entered, he saw that Chu Ning had sat up from the bed and was silently removing the bandage with his hands.

Er Laohong hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, "Xiao Ning? You haven't recovered yet. You have hidden injuries on your body..."

Er Laohong's words to stop her were stuck in her throat, because Chu Ning in front of her untied the gauze bandage with the movements of her hands.

There was no trace of a wound on the slender porcelain-white arm. While Er Lahong was stunned, Chu Ning's hands continued to move.

"Stab!" With a sound, Chu Ning quickly tore off the gauze wrapped around his waist and abdomen.

Er Laohong stood quietly, not making any more noise, but looking at Chu Ning sitting beside the bed with an exploratory look.

For a moment, Erxiao Hong even felt that the "Chun Ning" in front of her was not Chu Ning. Then Erxiao Hong shook off this idea. How could it be possible?

Chu Ning tore the gauze wrapped around her body as much as she could, and untied it as much as she could.

Finally, he stood up naked, without avoiding Erxiao Hong, took the clothes on the rack, and began to dress and arrange them.

Erxiaohong was no longer happy about Chu Ning's awakening. If she were a child before, she would have blushed shyly without even saying it herself.

How could he be so silent and calm about dressing up?

Moreover, there was clearly a bloody scar on Chu Ning's waist and abdomen hidden under her clothes, like the claw marks of some type of large beast.

Even Jie Jiuye gasped when he was treating Chu Ning's wounds.

This wound was fatal enough, but when Er Yahong looked at it just now, Chu Ning's skin and flesh were intact...

Finally, after Chu Ning was fully dressed, she was about to walk out the door. Er Laohong stepped forward and grabbed Chu Ning's arm.

"Xiao Ning?!"

Chu Ning turned back and looked up indifferently, her silent eyes were unusually dull, piercing straight towards Er Laohong.

Er Laohong did not let go of her hand, her expression was serious, and she tightened her grip on Chu Ning's wrist again.

There was a chill in his tone, "Chun Ning, where are you going?"

Erxiaohong no longer calls Chu Ning "Xiao Ning" at this moment. Erxiahong intuitively feels that Chu Ning at this moment is no longer the Chu Ning he knows.

Chu Ning's ice-cold eyes finally focused on Erxia Hong. After thinking about it in her mind, she stiffly spoke.

"Second Master?...What's wrong?"

Er Laohong was surprised that Chu Ning answered her. This was unexpected. After all, the child at this moment was really like an emotionless ice sculpture.

The amber eyes that used to be full of vitality and energy were now like a deep pool of water, still frozen.

But Chu Ning was able to call him out again. Erxiao Hong had a brainstorm and pulled Chu Ning back to the bedside without any doubt.

Taking a deep breath, he asked, "Xiao Ning, where are you going?"

Chu Ning lowered his eyes and glanced at the slender fingers holding his wrist, but his voice did not fluctuate at all.

"Go get the jade meteorite."

Chu Ning's answer made Er Laohong have doubts on her face, Yu Yun? What's this……

Then Er Laohong suddenly remembered the small stone that Chu Ning brought out from the tomb, and mentally calculated the distance of his guard.

Counting the time, Zhang Qishan, Jie Jiuye and Qi Baye should be here soon.

Er Laohong then sat on the low couch and asked while looking at the expression on Chu Ning's face calmly.

"Is that Yu Yun? How did you know?"

Chu Ning's expression did not change at all, just like a person made of ice, "Feeling.

Yu Yun does not belong here. "

Hearing what Chu Ning said, Erxiao Hong suppressed her discomfort with Chu Ning's change, interest flashed in her eyes, and she asked again.

"Oh? Then where does the Yu Yun you mentioned belong to?

As far as I know, that tomb is at least a thousand years old.

According to you, Jade Meteor appeared thousands of years ago. "

Erxiao Hong was stunned, analyzing a lot just from Chu Ning's single sentence.

Chu Ning's eyes were deep, "The death of jade damages people's character.

...Lord Buddha? If he remains in Buddha's hands, I won't be able to save him. "

Er Laohong's eyes narrowed and she looked at Chu Ning, "Xiao Ning, what do you mean?"

"When the heart arises, thoughts arise..."

Er Lahong spoke coldly, with a coldness in her tone that she was not even aware of.

"What exactly did you find?"

Chu Ning said nothing more. She sat silently on the edge of the bed, quietly regulating the breath surging in her body and suppressing the sweetness in her throat.

Sure enough... is it too forced...?

Er Laohong stood up and walked towards Chu Ning. The iron marble in her sleeve slipped silently from her palm, and she stood still in front of Chu Ning.

The voice was heavy and questioning, "Who...are you?!"

Chu Ning noticed the question in Er Xia Hong's eyes, as well as the faint murderous intention lingering around Er Xia Hong, which was calm and without any emotion.

"I'm Chu Ning."