There are tombs in the mountains, there are dragons in the tombs

Qingfeng watched Chu Yan staring blankly at him, flew around him, and landed on the ground back to human form.

Chu Yan said: "Are you a dragon?"

Qingfeng was startled, and nodded slowly and firmly.

He is a dragon!

It's a dragon!

dragon!

……

What about him?

Qingfeng looked at the person in front of him who made him so familiar that he felt like crying and heartbroken...

The shadow of a name appeared in his mind, and he blurted it out several times, but he missed the goal. The imprisoned and forgotten memories kept hitting his head, and his emotions were out of control. All live together.

Chinese people have a kind of worship of dragons that exists in blood and has been passed down from ancient times. Chu Yan tried his best to add this kind of worship to the face with tears hanging from the corner of his mouth and a silly smile... He sighed, turned his head, and looked at the wall Ask: "Why did you become a tomb keeper?" In his concept, the dragon is extremely noble and should soar in the sky and swim in the sea.Although the underground palace is large, to the dragon, it is no different from a cage.He couldn't think of the reason why Qingfeng stayed here, if it was a prison, it didn't look like it.

Qingfeng looked at him unblinkingly.The image of the person in front of him gradually merged with the outline deeply rooted in his mind, and his nose suddenly became sore.How could he have forgotten him?

...Yong Huai...

He said he would come back, and he promised to wait for him.He fulfilled his promise, but in the torment of waiting he became an evasive coward.Qingfeng covered her face, suddenly not daring to look at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan didn't hear his answer for a long time, so she couldn't help but turned her head, seeing his appearance of crying, thinking that there was some bitter past in it, and she was too embarrassed to ask.

"Yonghuai." Qingfeng approached him quietly, wanting to hold his hand.

Chu Yan bounced away like an electric shock, and said in a daze, "What did you call me?"

Qingfeng said: "You are Yonghuai."

Chu Yan turned around and left.

Qingfeng looked at his back, a smile slowly bloomed on the corner of his mouth, and said in a trembling voice: "Mortal, I am so handsome, do you want to live with me?"

The dragon's head...

Chu Yan wished he could have two more legs and walk faster, but the sound of Qingfeng was chasing after him step by step, leaving him nowhere to escape.

"I once promised that after you die, I will turn you into a zombie and accompany me every day and night, but I broke my promise..."

He asked himself countless times, if he had insisted on going his own way and turned Yong Huai into a zombie, would he have been happier?

There is no answer to the question, only regret, so he repented and felt that life would be better than death.The pain is still tolerable, but there is no cure for longing.Before going to bed, he hopes that Yonghuai will fall into a dream but is afraid that he will fall into a dream. No matter how long the dream is, he will wake up. He can't stand the repeated parting, even if it is a dream of nothingness.

After all, his spirit and body were overwhelmed. Under the double torment, he chose to forget.Forget Yonghuai, forget the past, forget to wait... But he forgot that time is always a poison, and the passage of time will only make the wound decay and fester until it is difficult to heal.Even if you can't remember people or events, the suffering will never be lessened by forgetting.

He resisted the urge to rush to Chu Yan, followed behind him and recounted their past over and over again: "You once said that you don't want to be a zombie, you only want to be a human being. I ask you what is good about being a human being. You said You like to bask in the sun and the blue sky and white clouds. You say that there are days and nights outside. During the day you can see the blue sky and green trees, and at night you can see the silver moon and stars. You like to put paper kites on the mountain to barbecue at the foot of the mountain. Spring flowers are in full bloom and you can enjoy Flowers; summer is hot, you can go to the lake to play in the water; autumn has a lot of delicious food; winter snows, we can make snowmen, you said you are good at making snowmen, like me, tails and scales can be piled up. You Look, I remember everything. I didn't forget you on purpose, Yong Huai, forgive me, okay?"

Qingfeng dodges and stands in front of Chu Yan. Facing the fully alert Chu Yan, he stretches out his hand to untie the hair tie that binds his hair. The tail and horns are exposed, just like when they first met.

"Yong Huai," he pronounced the simple words tremblingly, "You said that if you still have a chance, take me out of here, you said so."

Chu Yan stared at him blankly, so upset that he couldn't help himself.

Put paper kites on the barbecue, enjoy flowers, play in water and make snowmen, ha!How can it be!Since he was sensible, his greatest wish was to avenge the murder of his father and mother. Could it be that he was thinking about making himself stronger all day long? How could he have such a leisurely mood?

However, he couldn't refute it.

He heard a thin voice whispering in his ear——

If there is a chance, I will take you to enjoy flowers and paddle water, release paper kites, make a snowman, and live an ordinary and happy life.

Until you let go, or, forever and ever.

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It was clearly his voice, but not his tone.He knew he would never be able to say such a thing.Not to mention the unrevenge and unintentional family, even if the intention is, how could the object be a dragon?

At this point in his thoughts, he was suddenly startled!

How did he know that these words were aimed at Qingfeng?

Most importantly, where did this passage come from?Why is it unforgettable and painful.Except for his parents, there is obviously no one in this world who can make his heart ache and move.

Qingfeng reached out and stroked his face: "Yong Huai."

Snapped!

Chu Yan opened his hand, the turbulent waves in his heart couldn't get rid of the coldness on his face: "I just want to take what I want."

Qingfeng touched the back of his hand that had been beaten, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was real. He came back, and he even touched himself. "I am very familiar with the underground palace, what do you want?"

Chu Yan: "..." It's really too much to understand the dragon's thoughts with human thoughts.But since there are free tour guides and helpers, he will naturally not refuse, regardless of the other party's motives!

He put his troubles behind him for a while.

"I want," his voice changed as soon as his eyes dropped, "you put on your clothes."

Qingfeng flicked her tail happily, and ran back to the earth room to pick up the clothes.He was afraid that Chu Yan would take the opportunity to leave, but Chu Yan followed him.He dressed happily: "You are the same as before, you like me wearing clothes."

Chu Yan blurted out: "The next time you meet someone who likes you without clothes, just beat him up, don't be too polite." After speaking, she realized that she was troubled.

Qingfeng agreed with a smile, his big eyes narrowed into two crescents.He retracted his tail and dragon horns. The passage of time did not bring all the disadvantages, at least his mana became stronger and stronger, and the dragon scales, horns, tail and belly could be stretched and stretched as he wished.After he put on his trousers, he saw Chu Yan walk to a part of the wall, suddenly became nervous, and rushed towards him with a strange cry.

Chu Yan was observing the small round hole in the wall when Qingfeng rushed over crying and howling, threw him down without saying a word and rolled on the ground.

Chu Yan rolled twice before stopping, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Qingfeng said: "There will be arrows shot out." This earthen room was the place where he and Bai Jiang often held tea parties before, and it was also the place where Sun Fusheng showed his fox tail for the first time.

I don't know if it's because the mechanism is rusted, or because I feel a little embarrassed not to appear after hearing Qingfeng's words, two arrows finally shot out from the hole that Chu Yan had observed before.

Chu Yan: "..."

Qingfeng: "..."

Chu Yan said: "Voice control?"

Qingfeng said: "What is voice control?"

……

What a big generation gap.

Chu Yan pushed Qingfeng away and stood up, took out a hook, aimed at the round hole and stuffed it in, and then began to dig the wall.A part of the wall was dug out, revealing a wooden mechanism crossbow, but some places on it were rusted and not very flexible, so the response was obviously slow.

Chu Yan also did some research on mechanisms, and after careful inspection, he was surprised.This crossbow unexpectedly has two opening methods: life and death.The method of death is manual operation, pulled by a thin rope, one end should be connected somewhere outside.The living method is based on the air flow, that is, when a person walks in front of the round hole, the wind will blow the hair, and the hair will drive the mechanism to launch.He didn't know how the mechanism would react when it was in good condition, but since the mechanism master could create such an exquisite mechanism, his accuracy and speed would definitely not be bad.

Chu Yan put the machine crossbow on the ground, took out a chisel and a hammer to dig out the wall.

A small piece of the wall collapsed, exposing the mechanism behind the wall.

Chu Yan was shocked when he saw it!He just felt that something was connected to the crossbow, like a part of something, and he was so shocked that he really saw it!Behind the wall turned out to be a large mechanism!

He doesn't know how big this mechanism is, let alone where the head and tail of this mechanism are, he only knows that this mechanism is probably the real center of this underground palace!

It was also the first time Qingfeng saw the mechanism, and said blankly: "What is this?"

Chu Yan looked back at him: "You don't know?"

Qingfeng shook his head.

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Chu Yan pondered, "Tell me everything you know."

Qingfeng told how many zombies there were in the underground palace, and the general layout.After he finished speaking, he added: "Don't mess with them, you can't beat them." After a pause, he added: "There are also blood-sucking flowers..."

Ah Si, Ah Xiang, Yong Huai... are all the souls of the dead, so that whenever he mentions them, he feels lingering fear.The only good news is that after that time, it never appeared again.

There is a flying zombie here, and there is also a "master" who makes Feizhu bow his head.When Chu Yan heard this, his brows were already knotted.

Qingfeng said: "You haven't said what you want yet?"

"I think..." Chu Yan decided immediately, "Get out of here."

Qingfeng had no time to rejoice when she heard footsteps coming from the door.

Chu Yan subconsciously blew out the oil lamp, pulled Qingfeng to hide by the door.

There are lights in the tomb passage, and two figures walked slowly.

Looking at the shadow on the ground, Chu Yan recognized the Sima and his wife, and he was slightly relieved.Among the four big families, the only one he has a good impression of is Sima and his wife.

Sima and his wife stopped suddenly at the door of the earthen room.

Mrs. Sima said softly, "Did you hear anything?"

Sima said sincerely, "What's the sound?"

Both Chu Yan and Qingfeng thought they were showing their feet, and they dared not say anything more.

Madam Sima turned around suddenly, looking thoughtfully at the way she came from.

Sima said sincerely: "Could it be those..."

Mrs. Sima pushed him away suddenly, drew out her gun and fired a few shots back and forth.The opponent's cold shot was quickly drowned in her gunshots.

The quiet tomb passage was instantly filled with the sound of explosions.

Sima Chengzheng staggered and slammed into the wall, and before he could stand still, he rushed along with his wife and shot.A person like him who has experienced many battles doesn't need a target at all. As long as he has a general awareness, the bullets he shoots are extremely accurate.

But the other party was very alert, and he retracted after firing a cold shot.

Sima sincerely wanted to rush over, but Mrs. Sima grabbed her and said, "Let's find a place to hide first."

The only place nearby that can be avoided is the earthen room where Qingfeng and Chu Yan took shelter temporarily.

Chu Yan saw a few fluorescent balls falling in, carefully avoided the light, and hid in a blind spot.

Sima looked sincerely and quickly, feeling no one was there, so he helped Mrs. Sima in.

Only then did Chu Yan and Qingfeng realize that Mrs. Sima was injured.

Sima sincerely felt distressed, gritted his teeth and said, "I want these bastards to look good!"

Mrs. Sima said, "Do you know which one it is?"

Sima said sincerely: "It's probably Sun Feiyang. I've seen something wrong with him a long time ago. When I saw a dead body, his eyes seemed to be plated with gold! Seeing a living person is like seeing braised pork!"

Mrs. Sima said: "Sun Feiyang is with Zhang Fang and Sun Wenxiong, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Sun won't let him mess around, it's probably not him."

"That's Zhang Jun! I don't see him right."

Mrs. Sima said: "Although Zhang Jun is cunning, he does not do unprofitable things. We can't make trouble with him. Besides, there is Chu Xiaohai beside him. The two of them restrain each other, so we should Won't."

Sima said sincerely, "Who is that?"

Mrs. Sima thought for a while and said, "I guess it's Chu Yan..."

Qingfeng's grip on Chu Yan's hand tightened immediately.

Chu Yan showed no expression.There are too many rumors about him, and they are not good things. People have been floating in rumors for a long time, and they get used to it.

Sima sincerely had a good impression of Chu Yan: "How could it be him?"

Mrs. Sima said: "He is alone, and I think there is a deep murderous look and hostility in his eyes."

Sima sincerely listens to his wife the most. Hearing the words, he also thinks that Chu Yan has an 80.00% possibility, and said bitterly: "This boy had better not be caught by me, otherwise his hands and feet will be broken off!"

Mrs. Sima said: "Don't talk about it yet, take a good rest."

"Honey, let me see your wound."

"No need. I'll handle it myself." Madam Sima said, turning her back.

Chu Yan watched from a distance, and Mrs. Sima's actions made him feel that something was wrong.

Suddenly, a black gun muzzle soundlessly protruded in from the door, and then turned slowly.The pistol is mounted on a barrel similar to a machine gun and can be rotated at any angle.

……

Bending gun!

Chu Yan narrowed his eyes.

Sima Chengzheng, who looked down at Mrs. Sima, suddenly turned his head and grabbed the gun like lightning.

Before Sima was sincere and proud, another pistol appeared under the turning gun.At such a short distance, there was no suspense that the bullet hit Sima Chengzheng's abdomen.

Sima felt the pain sincerely, but he refused to budge an inch. He grabbed the turning gun and pulled it hard.Such a big turning gun was pulled over by him with brute force. With a roar, he let the turning gun block the muzzle of the pistol that hit him, and rushed forward!

The gun rang again, and the two people who were rushed were shocked.They were so close together that it was hard to see who was hurt.

At the same time, Mrs. Sima, who seemed to have injured her shoulder, jumped up from the ground, swung a soft whip in her hand, and swung it like a silver snake towards the person hiding in the corner who wanted to attack Sima sincerely.Being shot in the shoulder was just a cover-up. She wanted to lure the other party to attack, but she didn't expect Sima to be sincere when she saw her face to face.Shocked and angry, Mrs. Sima struck quickly and ruthlessly!

The whip slammed against the wall, making a crisp sound.

A black hand reached out, grabbed the whip, and gave it a gentle pull.

Madam Sima leaned forward involuntarily, pressed the cuff with her left hand, and shot out three silver needles soundlessly.Seeing that he was about to hit, the man finally revealed his full face.

When Madam Sima saw his face, her heart sank.If it were someone else, these three life-saving silver needles would definitely come in handy at critical moments, but if it was him...

The other party reached out and grabbed it, and three silver needles were nailed into the palm of his hand.

Madam Sima's eyes lit up.Feed the poison with silver needles, seal the throat at the sight of blood, as long as you get hit, you are not afraid that he will escape!However, reality is always crueler than expected.

She was still happy when that hand grabbed her neck and folded it lightly without any hesitation.

Mrs. Sima's eyes that were too late to close reflected the smiling face of the other party.

The other party said softly: "The organs of the Sima family are nothing more than that. Mrs. Sima, it's a good journey."

"Wife!" Sima turned his head sincerely and saw Mrs. Sima's body limply collapsed, her liver and gallbladder were torn apart, a burst of divine power suddenly emerged from her body, and she rushed towards the murderer with all her strength!

But he forgot that there was a gun behind him.

boom!The bullet shot mercilessly into the back of his head, leaving no life left.

At the moment Sima Chengzheng was about to die, his hands and feet could still move, he knelt down slowly, and threw himself on Mrs. Sima's body.There is reluctance, guilt, and remorse in his eyes... If he wakes up earlier, he should have a full house of children and grandchildren by now, living an ordinary life, and receiving a salary with peace of mind...

Unfortunately, there is no more.

"Master Chu, good work." The result of Sima's one shot was Zhang Jun's sincerity.He picked up a dark wooden stick from the ground as a crutch, and put the gun in his arms, with a flattering smile on his face.

Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s. His thick black hair was firmly fixed by hairspray. He looked gentle and well-dressed. If he was not standing in the tomb, he would have looked like a successful businessman.He calmly pulled the black gloves on his hands, and said: "The Sima and his wife have settled it, let's find the next one." His tone was very leisurely, and he seemed to be completely enjoying it.

Zhang Jun's heart turned cold when he heard this, but he said: "Not counting the two brothers Chu, there are three people, Sun Wenxiong, Sun Feiyang and Zhang Fang."

The middle-aged man said: "Who says they are not counted?"

Zhang Jun was stunned.

The middle-aged man said: "If they die in my hands, I can only blame them for not being good at learning."

Zhang Jun secretly said: These two are your adopted sons, you have raised them for so long, can you really let go?Simply inhuman.He somewhat regrets working with him.

Chu Tianyin raised his hand and touched Zhang Jun's head.

Zhang Jun's whole body seemed to have been drenched in ice water, and the hairs all over his body stood up, but he had to accept it obediently and pretend to be enjoying it.

"Ah Jun." Chu Tianyin said, "I am very optimistic about you."

Zhang Jun's face was full of "grateful": "It is the most honored thing in my life to be favored by Master Chu, otherwise I don't know where I will stay in Zhang's family."

"I like you more than my two sons."

Zhang Jun: "..." This is a bit confusing for people to answer.

Chu Tianyin sighed: "Since Xiaohai wants to kill you, you should kill him."

Zhang Jun wanted to cry.This is not an easy task, let alone the object is Chu Xiaohai!

The second half of the conversation between the two was said while walking. Although Qingfeng and Chu Yan didn't listen to it completely, it was enough to piece together a rough story.

Qingfeng didn't understand the relationship between these people, but he knew that Yonghuai's name was Chu Yan in this life. He just heard "two little brothers Chu", and one of them must refer to him. He couldn't help worrying about him, and raised his hand to pat him gently. the back.

Chu Yan walked to the corpse of Sima and his wife, and gently closed their eyes.

Qingfeng said: "Do you like them?"

Chu Yan was silent for a long time, so long that Qingfeng no longer expected him to answer, and then heard him say: "When my parents were alive, they were as loving as them."

Qingfeng couldn't help hugging his back, because he looked too lonely and helpless.

It was rare for Chu Yan to refuse the warmth he conveyed: "Are there any empty coffins here?"

Qingfeng thought for a while and said, "Yes, but I don't know if I can find it. The layout of the underground palace has changed."

Chu Yan finally chose to put Sima and his wife side by side in the earthen room, recited a mantra in a low voice, and said softly, "I wish you two to be husband and wife again in the next life." After finishing speaking, she didn't move for a long time.

"Don't be too sad."

"I'm not sad." Chu Yan moved his shoulders, "I just want to ask, how long are you going to hug?"

Qingfeng, who hung most of his body on his body, reluctantly withdrew his hands and said, "I want to comfort you."

"No need." Chu Yan said coldly, "I'm not sad."

Qingfeng was confused by his inconsistent statement: "You just said that you thought of your parents..."

Chu Yan said: "Yes, so I am not sad. I swore that I will avenge them. It is their enemies who should be sad."

"Who is your enemy?" Qingfeng unprincipledly united with the enemy.

Chu Yan didn't answer, but silently picked up the bag thrown on the ground and walked out.

Qingfeng bouncingly followed behind him: "I will help you."

Chu Yan stopped and looked down at him: "Why should I believe you?"

"Because I won't lie to you." His eyes are full of magnanimity and sincerity, like water from melting snow on a peak, clear and pure, making people unbelievable.

Chu Yan looked away: "What about the conditions?"

Qingfeng shook his head and said: "Whatever you do, I will support you, no conditions."

"What if I'm not Yong Huai?"

Qingfeng smiled: "Impossible." He raised his hand to lightly touch the vermilion in the corner of Chu Yan's eyes, and retracted it before Chu Yan frowned, "This is my blood, I recognize it." His blood, however, became Yong Huai's imprint. It was God's will that Yong Huai would come back to fulfill his promise.

Chu Yan caressed the red spots at the corners of his eyes in astonishment.My mother once said that this is a mark left by the God of Wealth, which means that he has lived a safe, healthy and smooth life since he was a child.This lie was shattered on the day his parents were killed by Chu Tianyin, and unexpectedly another theory emerged.

Qingfeng said happily: "It is destined that we will not be separated."

Chu Yan sneered at this statement: "I don't like to owe favors. You avenge me, and I will take you out of here." He knew that this deal was an advantage for him, and the road leading to the entrance of the tomb was right there, and Qingfeng could leave whenever he wanted.

But Qingfeng's eyes lit up instantly, like a morning star, lighting up the entire tomb.

Chu Yan's heartbeat speeded up inexplicably, and he was also infected with joy.

"En!" Qingfeng nodded desperately, fearing that he would regret it.

Chu Yan couldn't help poking his head.Poke your fingers on the forehead, and the skin touched by the fingertips is delicate and smooth, very easy to touch.He poked, and couldn't help poking again.

His forehead was a little red from being poked, but Qingfeng wanted to grab his other hand and poke together.In fact, he did so, but... Chu Yan stopped in embarrassment.

You haven't done such a naive thing since you were seven years old, right?Chu Yan put her bag on her back, put her hands in her trouser pockets, turned around and walked into the tomb.

Qingfeng touched his forehead and smiled foolishly.

"Let's go." Chu Yan turned around and urged him.

"Okay!" Qingfeng rushed forward, leading the way ahead.

Looking at his brisk back, Chu Yan couldn't help but another picture appeared in front of his eyes, the exact same back, the same tomb passage, but the back had a pair of dragon horns on his head, and a tail flicking underneath...