Tomb robber: Tuantuan, I am a national treasure!

He closed his eyes slightly and muttered something.

"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly adapting to changes."

"Exorcise evil spirits and bind evil spirits, protect life and body."

"Wisdom is clear and the mind is peaceful."

"The three souls are eternal, and the souls will never be lost."

"................"

Who else could be coming if not Qi Tiezui?

His thin figure seemed even more out of place in the strange atmosphere. He fell rapidly from the air, his lips moving rapidly, and all kinds of obscure spells uttered from his mouth.

The spell was like dense raindrops, and the speed was so fast that people could not hear what he was saying.

The originally bright moonlight turned dim, and light shone from all directions, illuminating the gloomy environment around it.

The surrounding ancient trees were covered with unknown vines, which were winding and twisting, as if they would come alive at any time.

There was a pungent fishy smell in the air, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching from the dark.

Fine beads of sweat gradually oozed out of Qi Tiezui's forehead. Those beads of sweat gathered into streams, slid down his pale cheeks, and dripped onto the altar covered with obscure runes.

His body began to tremble slightly, which was a sign of overdrawn strength, but his hands still firmly maintained the stability of the seal, and his ten fingers were like nimble snakes, constantly changing the seal.

"Hurry up as a law!"

Finally, when he was about to run into Jinnian, he finished the last sentence.

The voice echoed in the silence, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing a single ripple.

There was no change around him. The darkness was still as dark as ink, so oppressive that it made people feel breathless.

Qi Tiezui opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief, his lips trembled slightly, and his throat seemed to be choked by something.

Without having time to think, he had already pounced towards Jinnian like a moth to a flame.

At the moment of rushing forward, when the two people touched, he subconsciously opened his arms and tried to protect Jinnian's head.

When he and Jinnian's golden eyes met, time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Those golden eyes were deep, but there was nothing in them.

The moment they looked at each other, everything around them seemed to pause.

The wind stopped howling, and the unknown creature in the darkness seemed to hold its breath. The moment the bodies touched, the surging black fog and tidal force around them all quieted down and dissipated in an instant, as if suppressed by some more powerful force.

The bright moonlight sprinkled down like a layer of silver gauze, enveloping them, but this seemingly beautiful scene revealed an indescribable weirdness. The runes carved on the altar suddenly began to light up one by one.

But the two men did not stop on the table, but fell towards the altar.

The altar was extremely hard, built from huge black stones that were engraved with ancient runes. The runes glowed with the same dark golden light as Jinnian's eyes.

However, when the two men fell, the altar became as soft as cotton and collapsed, with a dull friction sound between the stones and a cloud of dust rising.

Until it completely devoured the two figures, the devouring process was like a huge monster opening its bloody mouth and dragging its prey into the dark abyss bit by bit.

"I.............!"

Qi Tiezui wanted to shout, but found that his voice seemed to be muffled by a big hand in the darkness, dissipating into nothingness, leaving nothing.

On the altar, a leaf fluttered down tremblingly. The leaf was yellow and shriveled, spinning in the air, but a sharp light flashed on the edge, and there was a little blood on it.

The addictive body just now, those noisy strangers, and foreign intruders, all disappeared, as if they had never existed.

There was dead silence all around, with only the slight sound of falling leaves.

It seemed as if this place was still as quiet as it had been for a thousand years, and had never changed. Only the occasional flashes of golden light on the altar indicated that he had been there.

....................

“Ahhh!”

Qi Tiezui suddenly raised his head from the water, gasping for breath, and water splashed everywhere.

He suddenly found that they were back in the bathing pool, surrounded by steam that blurred his vision.

The water in the bathtub gave off a faint fragrance. Before Qi Shi could take a closer look, some black flocs suddenly floated on the water surface, like the remnants of something.

He frowned and subconsciously reached out his hand to scoop something up, but found nothing. When he opened his eyes again, there was no black thing, only empty water.

He coughed a few times, as if he just realized that he had been choked by water.

When he lowered his head, he saw that Jinnian in front of him was completely submerged in water.

The white hair fluttered in the water, like a snow lotus blooming in the ice, and the face was sleeping peacefully.

When Qi Tiezui saw it, his heart suddenly shrank and he was so frightened that it almost stopped beating. His face instantly turned as pale as paper.

"Little Jinnian!"

He shouted, his voice echoing in the small bathroom, and he quickly reached out to pull the man out of the water, veins on his arms bulging from the effort.

His entire body was wet, and his soft black hair, soaked with water, stuck to his forehead. A few strands of hair covered his eyes, but could not conceal the panic in his eyes.

He lifted the man's head out and held it tightly in his arms, his fingers trembling unconsciously.

The strange thing was that the other person's long white hair seemed to be untouched by water and still fell smoothly.

He rested his forehead against the other person's, feeling the other person's weak breathing. His own heartbeat was so violent that it seemed like it was going to burst out of his chest, and his ears were filled with buzzing tinnitus.

"Niannian..... huh, wake up please, wake up............"

Qi Tiezui's voice was weak. He gently shook Jinnian's body. His lips trembled slightly, and his breathing was rapid and disordered. He was afraid that something had happened to the other party.

Drops of water slid down his face and dripped onto Jinnian's face. He stared at Jinnian's face closely, paused for a moment, and immediately took off his clothes and put them on the ground. He laid the person flat and held the person's face with both hands.

All that's missing is first aid.

Fortunately, Jinnian seemed to sense his anxiety, her eyelashes trembled up and down, and she half opened her eyes.

When Qi Tiezui saw Jinnian open his eyes, revealing his obsidian pupils, he breathed a sigh of relief without even noticing it. Fortunately, if it was like the "illusion" just now, he really didn't know what to do.

"You, you are going to scare your master to death, who was it just now... Niannian?"

Qi Tiezui collapsed on the ground, leaning against the bathtub and complaining to Jinnian. Before he could say a few words, Jinnian closed his eyes again. Qi Tiezui was forced to interrupt his words halfway through and rubbed his eyebrows.

He suddenly smelled a scent of blood. He raised his hand and looked at the scar on the palm of his hand, which looked like it was cut by something. He was a little stunned.

His bathroom is fully covered without any dead corners. Even the edge of the pool is covered with waterproof soft cushions. The main purpose is to provide an enjoyment.

So how did this wound on his hand, which looks like it was cut by a sharp leaf, come about?

Is that really an illusion?

Qi Tiezui frowned and dared not think too much. He could only seek advice from Master Fo and Second Master another day. Now, he had to settle Jinnian down.

He walked quickly to the overturned basket, reached in and quickly searched inside, pulled out a bathrobe, and lifted the basket up. Fortunately, the clothes inside did not fall out, otherwise, he would have collapsed.

He frowned slightly, holding the bathrobe, took a few steps to Jinnian's side, squatted down, and carefully wrapped the bathrobe around Jinnian's almost completely naked body.

The material of the bathrobe was soft, and with his slightly hurried but gentle movements, it was wrapped around Jinnian's body snugly.

Then, he exerted a little force with his arms and lifted Jinnian from the ground.

The skin he touched was as delicate as finest mutton-fat jade, and he could clearly feel the faint body temperature beneath the skin.

The most important thing is that the person is very light, not as heavy as when he first tried to rescue him.

Humph, he said, it must not be his problem that he can’t lift it!!! How can he be that weak?!

Qi Tiezui was quite strong anyway. How could he not be able to lift Jinnian, who was so light? If he said that he couldn't lift her up because she was in the pool, that wasn't very convincing. So, could it be that they deliberately let her enter that weird "illusion"? Who did that?

Qi Tiezui frowned, his eyes full of worry. He held Jinnian carefully and walked towards the guest room quickly but steadily.

His mind was in a mess, with all kinds of thoughts coming to his mind one after another, but this did not affect his pace at all. Every step he took was extremely fast, without any pause.

His lips were slightly pursed, and he unconsciously lowered his head to see if the person was awake.

After entering the guest room, he tiptoed to the bed, turned around and walked quickly to the closet, suddenly opened the door, and began to rummage around inside.

His hands were rummaging through the clothes quickly, and some sweat even seeped out on his forehead because he had exerted too much force just now. The crystal beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, and he did not bother to wipe them off. After a while, he pulled out a robe and hurried back to the bed with the robe.

He knelt on one knee beside the bed, gently lifted Jinnian's arm, and slowly put on the sleeve of his robe, his movements as gentle as if he was treating fragile porcelain.

As he put it on, he muttered quietly, "Don't get frozen to death."

"If I catch a cold, I'll probably be out of shape for a while."

After settling the people, he breathed a sigh of relief and casually dragged a stool over. With a "clatter", the legs of the stool rubbed against the ground, making a sound.

He seemed to have been drained of all his strength and sat down heavily. The stool made a dull creaking sound under his weight.

He leaned forward slightly, his elbows resting on his thighs, staring at the palms of his hands with a somewhat empty look, his lips unconsciously pursed into a straight line.

There was a red scratch on the palm of his hand, which looked like a ferocious little snake.

Before, blood oozed out from the scratch, drop by drop, like red beads that had broken off the string. The wound was not big, and now the bleeding had stopped, leaving only a few pink marks that looked a bit abrupt on his not-so-rough palm.

He slowly raised his hand, put it close to his eyes, looked at the scratch carefully, frowned slightly, and a small "Chuan" character formed between his eyebrows.

There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if he was trying hard to recall something, but he gave up after thinking for a while. Then, Qi Tiezui shook his head gently, as if trying to get rid of those messy thoughts from his mind.

He slowly put down his hand, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh. The breath that came out of his mouth was a little hot.

His gaze gradually shifted from the palm of his hand to Jinnian's face. His eyes first fell on Jinnian's closed eyes, and then slowly moved down. Seeing Jinnian's bloodless lips, his lips trembled slightly. He wished he could wake him up right now to see what had happened.

Unlike his sorrow, Jinnian was sleeping soundly in bed with a peaceful face.

..................

Jinnian slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of confusion still in them, like a deep pool shrouded in fog. There was light and dark in front of his eyes, as if he saw something different.

His face, as white as mutton-fat jade, was a little pale, and a few strands of long white hair were scattered in a messy manner on his forehead.

He remained silent and tried to get up, but he felt as if all his strength had been drained away and his whole body was in unbearable pain.

He held the edge of the bed tightly with his slender fingers, trying to support his body, but just as he dragged his body slightly, he got stuck. He felt as if his body weighed a thousand pounds and could no longer move.

He leaned weakly on the bed, his warm breath gently spraying on his long white hair, which fluttered slightly with his breathing.

Suddenly, he felt a numbness in his legs. He subconsciously tilted his head and found that Qi Tiezui was pressing on him with his arms crossed. The half of his face that was exposed showed a bit of fatigue.

Qi Tiezui was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. His eyelashes, which had been trembling slightly because of Jinnian's movements, slowly stopped moving. He was sleeping even more soundly than Jinnian just now.

Jinnian pursed her lips, her lips turned slightly pale, and a subtle arc appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Although he didn't know why Mr. Ba was here, he really didn't want to disturb him.

He frowned slightly, trying to recall what happened before, with some confusion in his eyes.

As he was thinking, Jinnian suddenly seemed to realize something, and his beautiful eyes widened instantly. Shouldn't he be taking a shower?

The warm bath and the swirling steam seem to be still before my eyes.

Could it be that he accidentally fell asleep in the bathtub and then Mr. Ba pulled him out?

Once this thought came to his mind, it could not be shaken off. He looked around carefully and found that he had changed into a clean robe, which was probably changed for him by Mr. Ba.

Jinnian leaned on the bed and rested for a while, waiting for his breathing to calm down before getting out of bed.