Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Yin Qiaomu found his words interesting and said, "Otherwise, I can still look like you!"

Chen Pi laughed and shook his head. "Can I make a request?"

"No." Yin Qiumu looked towards the place where the young man disappeared. He didn't want to pay any attention to Chenpi at all.

"I'll trade my odds, all odds!"

Yin Qiaomu raised his eyebrows, a little interesting, "Are you not living a good life?"

Chen Pi knew Yin Qiaomu's concerns and handed over his nine-claw hook. "This hook is enough to make my guys give up resistance and willingly hand over the odds."

"You'll save yourself a lot of trouble!"

Yin Qiaomu turned his head to look at him. Chenpi's hair was gray and his clothes were tattered.

Only those eyes seemed to be looking at someone through him.

Yin Qiaomu took the nine-claw hook and threw it to Luo Que.

"any request?"

Chenpi slowly raised a smile and looked at him with half-drooped eyes.

"Please, Master, sing me a song - Farewell My Concubine!"

Yin Qiumu immediately understood Chen Pi's look. He was missing his master.

Er Yuehong’s Farewell My Concubine, Jie Yuchen’s The Drunken Concubine, and his own Flight of the Moon to the Moon and Ode to the Pear Blossom.

He and Xiaohua had both learned Farewell My Concubine, but their master was not very satisfied.

Master said that Yu Ji is a lovesick person, and the people who play Yu Ji don’t know what love is, so how can they act out the feeling of being willing to die?

The master held his and Xiaohua's hands and touched their heads. "It's a pity that the master can't see your affectionate moments, nor can he see your lovers."

Xie Yuchen raised his head and asked, "Master, what is love?"

Yin Qiaomu recalled a video from his previous life and said with a sigh, "What is love in this world? It makes people stay together for life and death."

……

Yin Qiaomu stood up and said, "Fourth Master, I can't sing this play. Once the play starts, it can't stop. There are many dangers in this tomb."

"Let me sing you a little song with some opera tunes in it. I sang it for my master when I became his apprentice."

Chenpi felt a little regretful, but still nodded.

He only sang the part from that year, and he liked the line that suited Er Yuehong best.

"I am humble but dare not forget to worry about the country, even if no one knows me"

He raised his eyes, his gaze moved and he gestured.

Chen Pi looked through it, his eyes filled with tears, and he murmured, "Master, I miss you so much, are you here to pick me up?"

In a trance, Chenpi seemed to see Er Yuehong coming slowly, holding the girl's arm, with a young face.

“When people in the audience walk by, they don’t see the old color.”

"Chenpi? Chenpi, what are you standing there for? Let's go home!"

Behind Er Yuehong was the Hong Mansion. Chen Pi frowned and looked back, and saw his old self smiling and closing his eyes.

I heard the song Yin Qiumu was singing, her voice was melodious.

"The people on the stage are singing, a heartbreaking farewell song"

Little Chenpi bowed to Yin Qiumu. He was about to leave, and his master and mistress came to pick him up.

"Thank you!"

In front of the bronze door, some people were eagerly waiting for immortality, some were full of calculations, and some were listening with fascination.

Yin Qiumu had a complicated look in his eyes and walked slowly towards Chenpi.

"Love is hard to write, she must sing with blood, the curtain rises, the curtain falls, who is the guest..."

As the song became more melodious, Chenpi's hands fell to the ground. There was a puncture wound on his stomach, and blood was spilled all over the ground.

"Brother, have a safe journey."

He sighed and threw the jade pendant hanging around his neck to Wuxie, "You've made a fortune. This can control all his belongings. Otherwise, it would be a pity."

Wu Xie's mouth twitched. "Is this okay?"

He was so moved that he couldn't help feeling touched, but then Yin Qiumu did this.

Wu Sanxing chuckled and said, “Nephew, when a person dies, it’s like a light goes out. If someone doesn’t die with any value, then his death would be in vain.

Before Wuxie could sigh, fog suddenly rose.

Everyone was on alert; Luo Que and Jie Fei protected Wu Xie on the left and right.

Hei Xia Zi sighed, and took advantage of the mist to stand behind Yin Qiumu and say his final goodbye.

"Remember to think of me~"

The black bear sniffed the fragrance of the plum blossom and remembered the smell so that he could miss it during his alone days.

Don't forget me...

"Oh my God! Is this the army?"

Someone's voice sounded, and Yin Qiumu turned his head.

The army was lifeless, like a ghost army.

“Zheng—”

The young man with a hood was in the middle of the team. Yin Qiumu smiled at Hei Xia Zi, swiftly took the things that the young man passed to him, and mixed into the team of Yin soldiers.

Jude's eyes were fanatical, but he stood there unable to move.

All they could do was watch the bronze door open. It was pitch black on the other side of the door and they couldn't see anything clearly.

The only thing that could move in the audience was the eyeballs. Wuxie shed tears and shouted silently.

He knew that the bronze door was dangerous and it would take ten years to come out after entering!

He knew that Mumu chose not to have him for ten years!

When the bronze door closed, everyone collapsed to the ground.

The feeling of death!

Hei Xiazi picked up his bag and left alone.

Wuxie held the jade pendant in his hand, feeling dazed.

Fatty Wang and Wu Sanxing helped him up. Fatty Wang comforted him, "Wuxie, Xiao Qiao loves you the most. He will definitely not leave you for too long."

A storm broke out in Wu Xie's mind and he let go of the jade pendant.

For some reason, the tangerine peel next to it showed some signs of transformation into a corpse.

It was clear that he had only been dead for a short time, so Wu Sanxing guessed that it was the reason why the bronze door was wide open.

The corpses of those killed by King Wannu all turned into zombies.