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

Cheng Ji struggled to get up. The aftereffects of the acupuncture had not yet dissipated, and his entire body, including his bones, ached.

But Cheng Ji didn't care about all that. He stood up and sent Yun Meir's vengeful spirit back to the moonlight to be nurtured.

After washing and tidying up, he squatted down and pulled off the rune that sealed the formation, turned around and called Xiaoli who was sitting next to him and walked out the door.

Half a month later, Cheng Ji's door was opened from the inside.

The lama standing outside hurriedly bowed to the young man and ran to inform the master.

The Tibetan man in blue robe also came out when he heard the noise coming from this side.

However, he did not see Cheng Ji who had already walked to the side. He only saw the strange girl who had just walked out of the house. His pupils widened a little: "I know you are anxious, but there is no need to joke about your male body!"

Cheng Ji standing aside: "..."

Xiao Li, who was mistaken for someone else by the Tibetan in blue robe: “…Pfft.”

Cheng Ji came over and said helplessly: "No, what are you thinking about?"

"So this is you...uh...?"

Cheng Ji looked horrified: "No, don't let your imagination run wild."

Before Cheng Ji finished speaking, the master came over led by the little lama.

Xiao Li's ghost had been around for a long time, so when he saw a monk, he had a conditioned reflex and turned around to hide behind Cheng Ji.

Cheng Ji stepped forward and bowed to the master. After thinking about what to say, hesitantly said, "Master, I said that day that I would prove to you that I have this ability."

The master looked at Xiao Li standing behind Cheng Ji and said, "This female donor..."

Cheng Ji nodded: "She is a spirit that I rescued a few years ago. She was persecuted and sacrificed to the mountain god. I happened to save her when I passed by."

"Because her body had long been destroyed, I used a secret method to create one and wake her up."

The master frowned, with a hint of shock in his cloudy eyes. He was a little out of control, staring at the three red dots left by the acupuncture on the girl's face: "This is... the Thirteen Ghost Needles?!"

Cheng Ji nodded and said, "Yes."

"Once the last needle of the Thirteen Ghost Needles is inserted, it will backfire on the person who gave it. You are gambling with your life!"

Cheng Ji bowed deeply to the master and said more firmly: "Please give me this chance, I can really save her!"

The master turned his back and remained silent for a long time.

When Cheng Ji thought he was going to return disappointed, he heard the master's indifferent reply from the front.

"Okay. I wish you all the best."

Cheng Ji finally showed a rare expression that belonged to his age, and said with joy: "Thank you, Master!"

The master shook his head and walked away.

The Tibetan in blue robe saw Cheng Ji's pale face and kindly reminded him: "Why don't we leave another day? You can rest first."

Cheng Ji shook his head and rejected the kindness of the Tibetan in blue robe.

With his intentional or unintentional help over the past few years, the Zhang family has slowed down the pace of disintegration.

If it was delayed any further, Cheng Ji was afraid that more trouble would arise. Moreover, it was still unclear what the specific medicinal effects of the Canghaihua were.

If Bai Ma's soul is no longer there, then these few days would have been in vain.

After lunch in the afternoon, the Tibetan man in blue robe took Cheng Ji around and finally arrived in front of a sea of ​​red flowers.

Under the cliff, the Tibetan sea flowers sway in the wind, mysterious and charming.

The Tibetan in blue robe pointed to a location and said, "She is right below here. See if you can help her."

Cheng Ji nodded.

The sound of moonlight rises and the sound of Ruanqin echoes above the sea of ​​flowers.

A strand of resentment as thin as a hair slowly approached the land where Bai Ma was buried.

The boy tapped his feet lightly.

Fenghou Qimen——

In the strange situation under the young man's feet, nothing can escape his control.

found it!

The resentment carefully explored Bai Ma's situation through the coffin.

Fortunately, the Canghaihua imprisoned the woman's soul. Although it was weak, it ensured that it would not dissipate easily.

Although if you really want to keep a woman's soul, you need to bless her soul.

Unlike blessing resentful spirits, which only requires resentment, blessing souls requires spiritual energy, and spiritual energy is quite scarce in this world.

If you insist on blessing the soul, there is only one way -

To replenish the soul with soul.

He would consume his own soul power to solidify the woman's soul, but he could not get the answer by just exploring in this way.

Cheng Ji lowered his eyes, his eyelashes hiding the panic in his eyes. I hope everything goes well.

Cheng Ji suppressed his expression, turned around and said to the Tibetan in blue robe with a smile: "You can save him."

The Tibetan in blue robe sighed and said, "It was fate that I was able to save him. Do you need my help?"

Cheng Ji shook his head slightly, indicating that he was OK.

He turned around and took out the tools he had prepared long ago, and completed this important and serious task on his own.

He dug the soil on the coffin one shovel at a time, and soon, the coffin carved with mysterious patterns was dug out by Cheng Ji.

Cheng Ji gently pushed open the coffin lid, and the moment he saw Bai Ma's beautiful face, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know why, he who can do anything with ease becomes timid and hesitant when it comes to Zhang Qiling, fearing that there will be a slight mistake.

Bai Ma was carried back to the temple and placed in a new room.

Cheng Ji returned to his room and after a long while, he took out a letter and handed it to the master: "If anything unexpected happens to me during this process, please give this letter to Aunt Bai. Thank you."

The master put away the letter and nodded towards the young man.

The young man bowed deeply to his master again, as if he had made some important decision, and turned into the house with a hint of sadness and farewell in his back.

Looking at the direction where the young man disappeared, the master sighed softly.

"After all, there is no escape from love in this world. It's true for Bai Ma and for him."

When the young man walked into the house, Bai Ma had already recovered from his tortoise state. There were only the sounds of breathing and heartbeat, but no one was awake.

It turned out that the god stayed in this situation for three whole days.

How painful it must be for him to face his mother who couldn't wake up.

A life full of betrayal and exploitation, and having to lose his memory over and over again because of Tianshou, and having to find it back over and over again.

He had been alone for decades, until Wu Xie appeared, and he gradually felt the feeling of being valued and cared for.

It doesn’t matter, in this life, he will have his mother by his side.

it has started!

Cheng Ji's expression suddenly became much more serious. The cost of blessing the soul is much more serious than acupuncture. In order to avoid serious backlash, Cheng Ji decided to acupuncture first.

The same Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles, the second time went much more smoothly than the first time, and I came to the thirteenth needle smoothly.

This was the last and most crucial needle. Cheng Ji concentrated and inserted the thirteenth needle into Bai Ma's tongue. The moment he finished, the backlash suddenly hit him.

Even though I was prepared, I was still distracted by the pain of the backlash.

"Ugh...ah..." Cheng Ji couldn't help but scream out because of the bone-gnawing pain in his limbs.

The darkness in front of him made the young man feel anxious.

You can't faint like this!

The boy bit his tongue tightly, clenched his fists, and his nails dug deeply into the palms of his hands. It took him a long time to regain consciousness.

Cheng Ji propped himself up, put his brown coat aside, slowly squatted down, and cut his palm with a dagger.

He no longer had the strength to concentrate his blood and energy to draw a formation, so he could only use this simple and crude method.

Blood gushed out, and the young man raised his hand and quickly drew the forbidden magic formation on the ground.

The young man drew complicated runes made of ancient characters on the ground stroke by stroke, as if every minute and every second was consuming the young man's life.

The young man's face turned paler and paler. If the backlash of the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles was bone-eating pain, then the soul-replenishing forbidden technique array was pain that went straight to the soul. No one could endure that kind of soul-tearing pain.

The young man spent three hours drawing the formation, and also endured this inhuman torture for three hours!

Finally...successful...

The moment the young man saw Bai Ma open his eyes after two lifetimes, he breathed a sigh of relief and fell heavily to the ground, almost lifeless.