Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

Cheng Ji's eyes suddenly fixed, and he stared at the coffin in front of him. He asked, "Is that a Qilin carved on it?"

Zhang Rishan reflexively walked forward and examined it carefully. He seemed to have discovered something and said with a serious expression, "This is a Qilin, but it has more strokes than the ones we have on our bodies. I can't tell what it means."

Cheng Ji walked forward and carefully looked at the three coffins lined up in front of him, only to find something wrong.

The coffins appear to be placed side by side, but in fact, the coffin in the middle is obviously larger than the two next to it, and is positioned slightly higher. A formation is carved under the three coffins.

Based on the direction of the formation, if my guess is correct, the coffins on both sides should be supplying something to the coffin in the middle.

The coffins on both sides...

One is Qilin.

The other one turned out to be Kyuubi!

But the two totems are not the same as the ones they have tattooed on their bodies. They both have a few additional strokes. Why is that?

Cheng Ji frowned and lowered his eyes in deep thought, but unexpectedly at this moment, something unexpected happened!

Zhang Qiling suddenly shook off the hand holding the young man and flew towards the coffin with the Qilin printed on it. He even ignored Zhang Rishan's subconscious attempt to stop him and kicked him away.

Cheng Ji was stunned by Zhang Qiling's action, but he quickly reacted and his heart sank.

Oops, it’s God-given!

If Zhang Qiling still had the consciousness to fight against the gift of heaven last time against Bai Shitou, then this time he was completely powerless to resist and was slaughtered in an instant.

Cheng Ji no longer cared about anything else. According to Zhang Qiling's current condition, as long as he was allowed to get close to the coffin, he would definitely repeat the mistake of five years ago!

The young man used the force to jump up, flipped over and landed on the ground, just in front of Zhang Qiling. His eyes met the struggle in Zhang Qiling's eyes, and he hesitated for a moment, and almost let him slip past him.

Cheng Ji came to his senses immediately, took a step back and raised his hand to block Zhang Qiling's move.

Seeing that his intention was discovered, Zhang Qiling threw a fierce straight punch. Cheng Ji only defended and did not attack, and quickly dodged.

When the first plan failed, Zhang Qiling did not hesitate at all and kicked again. Taking advantage of Zhang Qiling's strength, Cheng Ji flipped backwards in the air and landed steadily on the coffin that Zhang Qiling wanted to go to.

As soon as he landed, a cold light flashed before his eyes. Cheng Ji reacted almost instinctively, raising his head and bending his waist, barely dodging the ancient knife stabbed by Zhang Qiling.

But Cheng Ji was better at magic and the method of controlling corpses and ghosts, and his physical skills were still a little lacking to match the person in front of him.

Just as he was about to turn around, Zhang Qiling's ancient knife suddenly turned around and stabbed deeply in the left arm.

"Ugh!" The young man let out a muffled groan. The blade entered his body and blood instantly flowed out of the wound.

At the moment when the blood gushed out, Zhang Qiling's eyes briefly regained some clarity, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat as he tried hard to fight for the initiative bestowed by God. He trembled and loosened the knife in his hand. The ancient knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the traces of blood on it dyed the ground deep red.

Zhang Qiling's eyes were bloodshot, and he uttered with difficulty: "Don't...care about me, go!"

As he said that, he pulled the boy up and pushed him towards the exit.

When the two of them were pushing and shoving almost to the exit, Zhang Qiling's eyes had returned to the confusion just now, but his strong willpower allowed his body to maintain the action of protecting the young man. Seeing this, Cheng Ji ignored the half of his left arm that was soaked with blood, and with a sudden force of his right hand, he grabbed Zhang Qiling and pressed him against the tomb wall beside him.

"I don't believe there is no cure for this evil gift from heaven!" As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the black and red resentment in his body scattered everywhere. His long hair also flew in the air as the resentment overflowed.

Wisps of resentment intertwined throughout the entire tomb, surrounding the tomb layer by layer into an airtight and absolute area without a trace of light.

In this field, Cheng Ji is the uncrowned king, and no consciousness can escape his control.

The young man raised his head slightly, raised his fingertips, gently lifted the god's chin, smiled at Zhang Qiling and said, "Without my permission, can you run another one for me to see?"

Before he finished his words, the black and red resentment that had been clinging to the wall almost instantly wrapped up Zhang Qiling's limbs, who was pressed against the wall, making him unable to move.

Cheng Ji turned around and his gaze fell on the three coffins in the center again.

Just as he was about to walk over, he was stopped by the pain in his left arm. But now was not the time to treat the wound, so Cheng Ji simply pressed a few acupuncture points on his body to temporarily stop the bleeding, and then walked towards the coffin.

When he stepped on the coffin just now, he felt the thick yin energy in the three coffins. He just made a move to explore the general situation, but was stunned for a few seconds and did not notice Zhang Qiling's actions, so he was injured by him.

Fortunately, he finally figured out some things.

The three coffins were not placed here for no reason. Although they did not seem to be sealed and were empty, any belongings of the dead could not escape his eyes.

There have been dead people inside.

Judging from the intensity of Zhang Qiling's reaction just now, the person who had been lying in the coffin should be his closest relative.

Then who placed Zhang Qiling's father in this coffin?

Cheng Ji was almost the first one to rule out the Queen Mother of the West. Not to mention that the Queen Mother of the West's ability to control the Zhang family no longer needed the medium of blood relatives, she could be ruled out just by looking at the age. After all, the Queen Mother of the West died three thousand years ago, and Zhang Qiling's father only lived for a few hundred years.

The person was obvious. Cheng Ji didn't even have to think about it, and the person's face appeared in his mind.

The young man opened his thin lips slightly, his eyes full of coldness: "Cheng Shuyu..."

She went to so much trouble to create this formation. What on earth is she doing?

Cheng Ji raised his hand and opened the coffin carved with a Qilin. As expected, the inside was covered with densely packed white stones that were gifted by the Zhang family. The purpose was to lure Zhang Qiling to sit in it.

After looking at the coffin with the Qilin carved on it, Cheng Ji turned and walked towards another coffin carved with the Qingqiu Nine-tailed Totem and pushed open the coffin lids.

There was nothing strange or weird in it. Cheng Ji didn't believe that she could be so well prepared as to place a semi-finished product here.

Of course, it couldn't be that she sat in it by herself, so there was only one reason, which could also explain the question that had puzzled him before:

Her purpose in controlling the third generation Zhang Qiling.

It was not for the purpose of expanding the capabilities of his subordinates, but to control Cheng An through that Zhang family member!

To ensure that the formation can proceed smoothly after Zhang Qiling falls into the trap.

"Haha...you really have a good plan, my dear sister." The young man murmured with his lips raised, but his eyes revealed unstoppable sadness.

Because of his greed, Cheng Shuyu killed so many people, including his father, several elders, his clansmen, and countless members of the Zhang family...

Cheng Ji walked over in silence, wanting to open the last coffin.

Suddenly his eyes focused, and he exerted force with his hands, blowing the coffin lid away.

In the dim and lightless area of ​​resentment, he was faced with a pair of blood-red eyes without whites, which was very strange.

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Let me say this here. For chapters 125/126, if there are typos, they will not be revised. The chapters are too high-risk. It will take several hours to review them if they are changed. Wow~