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

Cheng Ji, who was completely unaware of the danger behind him, was still thinking about the previous question.

The jade figurines shed their skin once every five hundred years, and could achieve immortality by sleeping for two thousand years. If King Mu of Zhou had not been pulled out by King Lu Shang, it would have been three thousand years.

The original novel mentioned that Zhang Qiling was once worshipped by them as the holy baby who had lived for three thousand years on the altar.

What is the inevitable connection between these two things?

If there was an error in the historical data during its inheritance, and the condition for immortality is three thousand years, then doesn't that make sense?

The mother of Yao Chi is leaning against the window, the song of Huang Zhu is so sad that it shakes the earth, the eight horses travel thirty thousand miles a day, why doesn't King Mu come back?

King Mu of Zhou cheated the Queen Mother of the West to obtain the art of longevity, and he wanted to live forever. He also took double insurance. On one hand, he lay in the Jade Servant and slept for thousands of years, and on the other hand, he fed the corpse pill with his memory to a baby. As long as one of them could live for three thousand years, his plan of rebirth would be successful.

But it just so happened that the two plans that seemed to him to be meticulous and flawless both failed.

Is it really a coincidence?

Judging from this, it shouldn't be the case. The Zhang family is preventing King Zhou Mu from being reborn!

There were so many jade figurines in the Queen Mother of the West's palace, but he didn't want to pick one, but instead went to grab the one on King Mu of Zhou. It happened to be five hundred years after King Mu of Zhou had fallen asleep.

During the reign of Emperor Qianlong, a minister entered the palace late at night to help Qianlong open the dragon-patterned stone box. Then a fire broke out in the Qianqing Palace, and no one survived except this minister.

The Zhang family went to great lengths to plan for a thousand years just to block King Mu of Zhou's path to immortality.

Of course, all this was just Cheng Ji's own guess. He would never believe that Zhang Qiling, whom he had only known for one day, could tell him the secret of his family and answer his questions.

Cheng Ji was just about to put his thoughts on this matter aside when the light from the fire stick shining on the mural suddenly went out.

Cheng Ji turned around, only to find that Zhang Qiling, who had been standing behind him, was nowhere to be seen.

The tomb passage and the murals on both sides disappeared. There was no light at all around, and it was pitch dark.

A misty and cold fog emerged and filled the air around Cheng Ji. A stench accompanied by the smell of dust and blood came from not far away.

There was no sound; Cheng Ji couldn't even hear his own breathing. He fell into an eerie silence.

The Qimen Bagua diagram appeared quietly under his feet. Cheng Ji sensed the changes of everything in the Qimen Bureau and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Interesting, this ghost will judge people by their appearance.

He came in with Zhang Qiling, so why did he pull only him into the small area he set up? This formation can distinguish between relatives and strangers. Does Patriarch Zhang enjoy the back door that the ancestors used to give to the younger generations?

However, Tie Miansheng was indeed a character. He made some modifications to the Maoshan magic, and with just a few strokes he changed the original magic that was used to subdue demons and calm souls.

The current talisman formation is not only able to calm souls and subdue demons, but can also lock up the souls and resentment of tens of thousands of people inside it.

If an outsider enters the tomb, he will be pulled in by the formation. The moment an ordinary tomb robber is pulled in, he will be eaten up by the vengeful spirits in the formation, and his soul will become a member of this place.

This formation really makes it impossible to survive.

Thinking of this, Cheng Ji couldn't help but sigh at the Wu family's luck. If the Wu family had gone down through the main gate of the tomb, Wu Xie would probably have been dead.

However, this formation is not easy to break. The simplest and most direct way is to pack up all the resentful spirits in the formation and take them away.

Cheng Ji thought in a good mood, wouldn't it be much easier if a monk came to perform the ritual of salvation for all these evil spirits?

What a pity, there is no if.

He does have a way to get rid of these vengeful spirits, but this might exceed his body's tolerance for the resentment.

He didn't know what the consequences would be, but absorbing the resentment would cause him to endure bone-eroding pain.

Ugh.

But if he doesn't get out now, his gods will be getting anxious.

Cheng Ji sighed, bent down and sat down.

it has started!

A red light flashed in Cheng Ji's eyes, and his mind moved. The resentment in the entire formation rushed into the young man's body.

The bone-chilling chill brought by the resentment entering his body made the boy's face instantly pale as paper, and even his breathing was chilly.

Almost instantly, Cheng Ji's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water, looking disheveled and fragile.

The young man bit his lips hard which were already bloodless. The excessive force had caused a trace of blood to seep out of his lips, and his already fair face became even paler.

In just two minutes, it seemed like a century had passed.

The moment the last trace of resentment entered the body, the formation was broken.

Seeing the god running towards him, Cheng Ji stood up and forced himself to steady his shaky body. He shook his head and pinched his palms tightly to try to stay awake.

The boy touched the corner of his mouth to wipe off the blood, then tried to open his mouth but could not utter a single syllable. After trying for a long time, he was able to make a sound with difficulty, his throat being extremely hoarse.

Zhang Qiling ran to the young man almost instantly. The young man in front of him seemed to have lost a lot of his life in the few minutes he disappeared, and he was extremely fragile.

He just relaxed his vigilance for a moment, and the boy disappeared from his sight in an instant.

By the time he realized that this was the magic formation left by Tie Miansheng, it was already too late.

He had seen the record of this formation in the Zhang family's library. It ate human flesh and blood raw and gave birth to evil spirits. It was very strange.

The ancestors of the Zhang family never found a way to crack it. This is simply an immature talisman formation!

He really didn't expect that Tie Miansheng would place this talisman formation here.

It is no wonder that in the letter he sent back to his family before his death, he assured that the meteorite jade in his tomb would never be discovered by anyone, and that any foreigner who entered his tomb would be killed.

It was he who was careless.

Seeing the guilt in Zhang Qiling's eyes, Cheng Ji forced a smile back, his voice full of weakness and fatigue: "Brother, I'm fine, don't worry, it's just that this formation is too difficult, I couldn't solve it for a while, so I was delayed."

Zhang Qiling put his arm around the boy's waist, hugged him horizontally, carefully lifted him up, and was about to walk out.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah?"

Where are you taking him?

"go back."

When Cheng Ji saw Zhang Qiling's posture, he hurriedly struggled to get down.

"Brother, I'm really fine. The formation has been broken and there are still people following behind. If I don't go in, it will be too late for them to catch up."

Cheng Ji selectively ignored Zhang Qiling's disapproving look, forced himself to be cheerful, smiled and pulled the hand of the person in front of him, indicating that he was fine.

Zhang Qiling looked him up and down for a long time before giving up the idea of ​​going home.

Seeing Zhang Qiling turn around, Cheng Ji finally relaxed his tense breath. However, just when he relaxed halfway, the person in front of him turned back.

"?" Cheng Ji looked up at Zhang Qiling, with a hint of fear and inquiry in his eyes.

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes, stretched out his right hand and spread it out in front of him.

"?"

what?

Ah? ?

"Hold it, it won't be lost." Zhang Qiling explained.

The short sentence from the god, although only five words, made Cheng Ji feel that the suffering he had just endured was worth it!

The two walked along the tomb passage.

There are many traps along the way, but for Zhang Qiling, a human bug, it is really not enough.

Soon they arrived at the main tomb chamber.

This was the tomb that Wu Xie's great grandfather dug through in the future. A restrained yet luxurious coffin stood in the middle of the tomb.

Zhang Qiling stepped forward, holding Cheng Ji with one hand, and stretched out his other hand to push open the coffin lid.

Cheng Ji said that he didn't quite understand but was greatly shocked. After all, only our great patriarch Zhang could do such a thing as digging up his ancestor's grave and opening the lid with one hand.

It’s nothing to open a tomb for one ancestor. Our great ancestor Zhang has led thousands of people to dig up his own ancestral tomb. He is definitely capable of doing that!

This is just digging up an ancestor's grave, opening the coffin lid with one hand is nothing!

When the coffin was opened, Tiemiansheng's body was lying quietly inside, without any gold, silver, jewelry or burial vessels around him.

Just like the tomb of Qingwuzi under the mine, the tomb owner was holding a stone in his hand.

Naturally, it is the same piece as the one Cheng Ji brought out a while ago, both are meteorite jade.

However, the piece in Tie Miansheng's hand was much larger than the one Cheng Ji took out, about the size of two fists.

Zhang Qiling took out the meteorite jade and examined it carefully. When he was about to put the coffin lid back on, the careful Cheng Ji discovered a scroll of silk book hidden in the sleeve of the corpse.

"Brother, look what this is?" Cheng Ji pointed at the silk book.

Zhang Qiling leaned over and pulled out the silk book, looked at it carefully, and handed it to Cheng Ji.

Cheng Ji took it and his pupils suddenly widened. It was different from what he expected. This was not the Warring States silk book that Wu Laogou got later.

This is the map of the burial places where the five living people who took corpse-eating pills were sealed in their coffins!