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

If there is any difference between the current Zhang Qiling and before, the first one is probably that the way he handled Cheng Ji is very different from before.

Before, he thought Cheng Ji talked too much and was full of nonsense, so the most direct solution was to strangle him until he fainted, which was simple and easy.

But now, Patriarch Zhang's solution to this problem is also very simple and crude. For example, now, facing the fact that the young man did not avoid the sneak attack and kissed his face in the book of another world, Zhang Qiling's handling method was also very decisive.

She placed her palm on the back of the boy's head, her fingertips buried deep in the soft hair, and with a slight force, she pushed the boy's head towards her. Their lips touched.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to struggle with his arms around Zhang Qiling's neck, he was interrupted by Zhang Qiling's sudden attack.

The temperature in the car rose rapidly, and Zhang Qiling's kissing skills practiced on the boy became more and more proficient. In a moment, the boy was almost unconscious due to this unexpected kiss.

His eyes were slightly open, with tears from emotion still hanging on his eyelashes, and his vision was blurred by the tears.

The blush on his cheeks and the peach pink on the tips of his ears, coupled with the spots of light reflected by the sunlight shining through the car window, made the already handsome boy even more stunning.

Cheng Ji's legs went limp from Zhang Qiling's kiss, and his voice became a little hoarse.

After the kiss, Cheng Ji was about to say something when Zhang Qiling's lips fell on the white and beautiful swan neck that the boy revealed when he tilted his head back.

The slightly protruding Adam's apple was being torn between the god's teeth.

“Ugh…!!!” The young man gasped for breath, his eyes widened instantly, the words he couldn’t say got stuck in his throat. He stopped struggling and let the man who imprisoned him do whatever he wanted.

“Brother…” The boy’s arms, which were still hanging around Zhang Qiling’s neck, were trembling. With a bit of wit left in him, he struggled to call for a stop.

Zhang Qiling released his lips, rested his forehead against the young man, and adjusted his breathing for a while before speaking, "No, I'll stay away from her."

Although Zhang Qiling didn't even know who the younger generation of the Huo family was or what his name was, he would rather kill ten thousand people by mistake than let one go. The entire Huo family was put on his blacklist. From now on, he would avoid them if he could, and if he couldn't avoid them, he would remember to stay as far away from people with the surname Huo as possible.

The little liar already lacks a sense of security, and if he gets upset over a woman he has never even met and then runs away, it would be a waste of time.

Zhang Qiling put his arm around the boy's waist and asked him softly what the purpose of his trip was.

Cheng Ji's breath was still a little messy, and his voice still had a hint of tears from being bullied by Zhang Qiling: "I have removed the curse on Hei Xia Zi, but I found that the speed at which the curse deepened was not right, so I paid attention to it."

Having said that, he was afraid that Zhang Qiling would think too much, so he specially explained: "In the future, he will help the Huo family solve a strange case. In that case, Hei Xiazi carried a female corpse from an ancient well and was infected with a ghost, which aggravated his eye disease. He... was one of the few people you trusted at that time, so I..."

So I want to help him, because the Black Blind Man in the book is the only one who approaches you and helps you without any purpose.

Cheng Ji didn't say the rest of the words, but Zhang Qiling understood what the boy wanted to say from the sporadic sadness in his eyes. He tightened his arms around the boy's waist again, and said in a soothing tone: "Well, that won't happen again."

He felt that the regrets in that book would never happen again.

When the young man heard Zhang Qiling's clumsy words, and how he cut off the beginning and the end, and how he was shortchanged, he felt much better. He curled his lips slightly, leaned his head against Zhang Qiling's neck, and said with an unconscious intimacy: "Okay, it will definitely not happen again."

Because of that book, he knew too much about how the story would develop in later generations, and he had many regrets.

But hasn't he already completed most of it now?

He solved Zhang Qiling’s natural gift.

He saved Bai Ma who was hiding in the Canghaihua and Zhang Fulin who was originally sleeping in the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West.

He cured Hei Xia Zi's eyes.

So, changing some things doesn't seem difficult. But after the change, it seems to be very different from the original trajectory.

The young man raised his head slightly, looking at the god who was now surrounding him. His gaze was much softer than before, and the corners of his lips seemed to rise a little.

The god has become worldly, and he seems to like him more than before.

It was already the next day when the car arrived at the destination, and they found a hotel to rest for one night.

Of course, the people who took a rest did not include the zombie brother who was packaged as a driver.

After all, anyone who sees an adult male corpse with a pale face and no white in his pupils walking on the street would probably be frightened to faint.

So Cheng Ji prepared in advance and threw the driver into the trunk before finding a place to stay.

Although there was still a slight smell of decay in the air from the male corpse driver, fortunately it had little impact and no one noticed anything unusual in the trunk of this seemingly inconspicuous car.

Of course, Cheng Ji still did the same thing when they arrived at their destination.

Cheng Ji and Zhang Qiling got out of the car and closed the door.

Cheng Ji took out the note, compared it with the address on it, then looked up at the seemingly dilapidated village in front of him and frowned.

It seems that Xiao Li was right. The things hidden in this village are definitely not simple.

Others may not be able to see it, but in Cheng Ji's eyes, every adobe house in this village is filled with resentment, and even when piled up, it is not less than the resentment in the soul-locking formation set up by Tie Miansheng in the bloody corpse tomb at Biaoziling in Changsha.

This isn't right.

You know, in such troubled times, it is normal to see dead bodies and resentment on the roadside, but it is very unusual if a place the size of a house can be filled with resentment hundreds of times that of normal vengeful spirits.

The people in this village have killed at least thousands of people.

No, it was massacre.