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

Cheng Ji naturally kept his word. The moment Zhang Qiling announced his name, he threw the meteorite jade into the hands of the person in front of him.

"Here, it's for you. Now you can take the knife away from my neck. If your hand shakes, my life will be in danger." Cheng Jiyan said with a smile.

Almost instantly, Zhang Qiling put away the knife that was still on Cheng Ji's neck, held the meteorite jade thrown into his arms in his hands and looked at it repeatedly, as if to confirm the origin and integrity of the meteorite jade.

Cheng Ji seemed to have seen something and added, "Qing Wuzi placed his own coffin in the illusion to serve as the eye of the formation. This piece was found on him. But the Wang family also went in, but they probably didn't think of a way to break the illusion. In addition, their inner demons were infinitely magnified, so they probably didn't get any useful information from it."

"I don't know how big the meteorite jade Qing Wuzi originally had, but I am sure that there was only this one piece in the entire mine from beginning to end."

Zhang Qiling looked at the young man in front of him, with a hint of doubt and confusion in his cold eyes.

Cheng Ji suddenly felt a sense of empathy with Hei Xia Zi. Reading people's minds is not a gift, but the accumulation of daily interactions.

The boy asked uncertainly, "Are you asking me how I know this?"

Zhang Qiling nodded.

Cheng Ji didn't want to hide his ability, but if you didn't see it with your own eyes, no one would really believe in ghosts and gods.

No matter how superstitious people are in this world, they are no more than Ye Gong who loves dragons but only admires them. If they really see ghosts and gods, they will certainly not say the same things as before.

"If I say that a ghost told me, would you believe it?" Cheng Ji asked hesitantly.

"Believe it." Zhang Qiling was calm.

The trust and determination in Zhang Qiling's eyes successfully made Cheng Ji choke and speechless for a moment.

Cheng Ji raised his hand and pushed Zhang Qiling to sit on the sofa, and said helplessly: "Why do you believe everything I say?"

"I feel like you won't lie to me."

A straight ball hit Cheng Ji's eyes and made him dizzy.

"Okay, okay, I lose to you. In exchange, you have to tell me one thing."

"What?" Zhang Qiling looked puzzled.

Cheng Ji thought that Zhang Qiling was unwilling, and said with a slightly disappointed look, "Nothing, nothing. I'm just talking, don't take it seriously."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Qiling saw that Cheng Ji had misunderstood him and spoke again.

Cheng Ji raised his head abruptly upon hearing this, his expression changed at the speed of light, and he said with curved eyebrows: "Brother, you have to tell me where you are from and where you are going?"

Zhang Qiling's expression did not change: "Two questions."

"?" Cheng Ji's face was full of confusion.

Zhang Qiling had no choice but to continue explaining: "These are two questions."

"..." Cheng Ji's face froze and the corner of his eye twitched.

Then he avoided the difficult choice and said, "Oh, let me change the question. Can I follow you?"

Zhang Qiling seemed a little overwhelmed by Cheng Ji's unconventional thinking, and his expression, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, also showed a crack.

Zhang Qiling raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Ji silently for a long time, his lips moving slightly, and a hint of disapproval and helplessness appeared in his eyes.

"Danger." It took him a long time to utter these two words.

Cheng Ji sat down next to Zhang Qiling, leaning on the sofa, with a curled mouth, and said something with inexplicable grievance: "Brother, do you think I am holding you back? But Changsha City is also very dangerous."

"I followed him to the mine to find out the whereabouts of my elder brother. That Zhang Dafo took advantage of my young age and powerlessness to bully me."

"Not only did they make me explore the way ahead, they also made me dig holes and crawl through dog holes."

"I have to find a way to dig out such a hard stone myself."

"He himself has evil intentions and an inner demon, and he wants me to climb the iron chain facing the ancient beast created by his inner demon. There is a cliff thousands of feet below the iron chain!"

"I led the way and helped him clear the obstacles, but not only did he not remember my kindness, he exaggerated and fabricated stories to get his brother to kill me."

"He will definitely not let me go, brother."

Cheng Ji put all the blame on Zhang Qishan without blinking an eye.

Good people are often bullied, and good horses are often ridden. If he doesn't make things difficult for Zhang Qishan, he will write his name upside down!

In Zhang Qiling's memory, the children in the family have only had cold family rules and training from dawn to dusk since they can remember.

Even the communication between children of the same generation is just routine and there is no family affection at all.

Not to mention the kind of people who tug at his clothes, call him brother, and complain with a look of grievance in their eyes.

Almost at the moment when Cheng Ji finished speaking, Zhang Qiling placed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

Cheng Ji swallowed the rest of his words in horror: "?"

Zhang Qiling said to Cheng Ji seriously: "Help you." Bully back.

"..."

Not really.

Cheng Ji touched his nose with a guilty conscience. He really didn't expect that the Zhang family patriarch, whom he had just met, would help him fight back just because of a few words from him.

Are you kidding? If he really were asked to pick up a knife and chop Zhang Qishan, how would he produce an NPC to continue the story?

Cheng Ji hurriedly grabbed the sleeve of Patriarch Zhang to stop him from killing him: "Brother, don't be impatient."

"Brother, let me do the math for you. Zhang Qishan is now the garrison officer of Changsha. Changsha City cannot do without him, so it is natural for him to be afraid of death. We can't abandon the people of Changsha because of personal grudges, right?"

While stopping people, Cheng Ji did not forget to flatter Zhang Qiling and discredit Zhang Qishan.

"If I leave Changsha, will Zhang Qishan be able to bully me? Also, I will use a piece of meteorite jade to exchange for your protection for a period of time. Isn't this a sure win for you?"

Zhang Qiling looked at him without saying anything. Although the Zhang family lived in seclusion and did not care about worldly matters, if he still couldn't see that the young man was fooling him, then he was really stupid.

Oh, little liar.

Zhang Qiling neither exposed him nor spoke a word, but just looked at the young man in front of him calmly.

This direct gaze made Cheng Ji feel very uncomfortable.

Seeing that Zhang Qiling didn't give in for a long time, Cheng Ji felt a little frustrated.

"I was just joking..."

"it is good."

The two voices rang out at the same time. Cheng Ji's pupils suddenly trembled when he heard it, and then he said ecstatically: "You agree?!"

Seeing the young man so happy, Zhang Qiling curled his lips slightly, but the smile was gone in a flash. He continued to speak sparingly.

"Ah."

The night wind blew in through the open window, bringing with it the scent of flowers from the garden outside the window. Compared with the boy's bright eyes, the starlight seemed much dimmer.

Zhang Qiling was somewhat infected by the boy's joyful mood. He let the boy pull his sleeve, causing a small wrinkle on the corner of his clothes, without saying a word to stop him.

After Cheng Ji's joy, he came to his senses, loosened his hand that was holding Zhang Qiling's sleeve, and rubbed his fingers embarrassedly.

Zhang Qiling raised his hand nonchalantly to smooth out the wrinkles.

"I'll come find you in three days."

Cheng Ji was a little excited just now, and his brain was short-circuited now, so he blurted out the words without thinking: "Ah, what about these few days?"

Zhang Qiling replied somewhat helplessly: "Find a tomb nearby."

Cheng Ji came back to his senses and was just thinking about how to make up for his abrupt words, but he didn't expect Zhang Qiling to answer him, and he forgot to respond for a moment.

Seeing that the young man was in a daze for a long time without saying anything, Zhang Qiling mistakenly thought that he was accusing him of not taking him with him, so he spoke again: "I will take you with me tomorrow, and go to bed early."

After saying that, he recalled how the elders he usually saw coaxed children, hesitated for a moment, and before leaving, he raised his slender white hand and rubbed the boy's head.

While Cheng Ji was still in a daze, he got up and left.