"Wishful thinking, you have to be willing to admit defeat..."
Qin Cheng's words slowly dissipated in the dark night...
The person outside the tomb heard it, and the person inside the tomb also heard...
Su Jing Mo Ying was in the dark, quietly looking at the young man standing outside the tomb.
In the past, this person wore simple clothes, and the clothes were washed white and looked old. Although he was not particular, he was still neat and tidy. Although he did not like Dali, his strange short hair was well combed.
But what about now
Su Jingmo looked at the person not far away. The clothes and pants were stained with soil, and the frame on the bridge of the nose seemed to be broken. Short hair was the easiest to manage, but the hair of the person in front of him was a lot of mess.
Not to mention the completely different look from the first meeting.
The living breath of the sun has turned into the gray and dead breath of today, what kind of face can this be
And this kind of change... Qin Cheng accepted it all...
"Humans and ghosts have different paths, Tan Cheng, what's the use of you, thinking that you can become a ghost and live with him? Do you know that the end of Jingmo is coming!"
"... Then what else?" Qin Cheng blinked his dry eyes, "He's been holding on for so many years, how could I have the heart to let his expectations go to pieces?"
"But if you treat him like this, he doesn't necessarily get any love. He wants to use you from beginning to end!"
"… I know… "
"You fucking know shit!" Qin Cheng's expression of contentment was like a thorn in Qu Zhiwen's heart, "After all, what you put in is not rewarded, and it is impossible for your feelings to respond! He is not the one destined for you! The half of you are not the one who has been dead for thousands of years, no matter how much you struggle, it will be futile!"
Qin Cheng quietly looked at Qu Zhiwen who said this, "Are you talking about yourself?"
"what?"
"You can't give up everything for Jiang Ping, that's why you and Tang Jiaming became a group, right?" He didn't know what happened to Qu Zhiwen and Jiang Ping, but at least he could guess some things, Qu Zhiwen Zhiwen wants to become immortal and immortal, so he must let go of Jiang Ping's thoughts. Now that Qu Zhiwen and Tang Jiaming are together, it proves that Qu Zhiwen made a choice...
"I'm not you, I can't let go, I've been looking for him for too long..."
After saying this, Qin Cheng walked up to Qu Zhiwen, stretched out his hand and pushed away Qu Zhiwen, who was a little stunned, and walked towards the tomb with big strides.
However, Tang Jiaming, who had just stepped into the ditch, stood in front of him.
"Qin Cheng, I'll tell you clearly, you don't want to enter this tomb today!"
"What? Brother Tang wants to do it?"
"For you, I don't need to move..." But Tang Jiaming stopped abruptly here.
As if sensing something, his face suddenly became extremely ugly. Tang Jiaming pulled Qu Zhiwen and said in a low voice, "You are here to show me Tan Cheng, someone moved the formation I made some time ago!"
Seeing Qu Zhiwen nodding, Tang Jiaming turned around and walked towards the southeast corner of the tomb.
Tang Jiaming's sudden departure made Tan Cheng relieved. Anyway, with Qu Zhiwen left behind, Tan Cheng still has some way to handle his weakness.
"You think Jiang Ping is my weakness?"
Qin Cheng also knew that his thoughts could not be hidden from Qu Zhiwen, so he thought about it and simply said: "Otherwise? Qu Zhiwen, you look like a person who can't do business at a loss. Like I said before, you are right. Jiang Ping is too selfless."
"Okay, even if I once had this idea for him, but he was never mine from beginning to end, why should I waste my energy and give up the chance to ascend to immortality?"
"How do you know that he won't become you? Could it be that you saw the red thread on Jiang Ping's hand holding someone else?" Tan Cheng noticed that Qu Zhiwen's expression changed because of his words, and he was not so focused, so he relaxed Taking a deep breath, he quietly moved towards the tomb.
Although the tomb formation has weakened a lot, the effect is still there. Going further, even if it is Qu Zhiwen, the technique is useless. These words diverted Qu Zhiwen's attention, and then took the opportunity to move to the tomb a little bit.
"He? I can really see the red thread, but Jiang Ping doesn't have it." Because he doesn't have the soul in charge of Qingsi... And although he has it now, that soul hasn't merged with the body, so he can't see it.
"There is no red line?" Qin Cheng didn't want to ask casually when he heard such news, "How is this possible?"
"What's impossible," Qu Zhiwen glanced at Tan Cheng and said, "There are so many strange things in this world, and he is not the only one who doesn't have a red line."
"Then why do you say he belongs to someone else after all?"
"Do you know who Jiang Ping was in his previous life?"
"Who?" Qin Cheng frowned and said, "Do you know Jiang Ping's past life? Can you see other people's past lives?"
"Ning Qing is."
"Who is Ning Qing?! That general from Pingyao's tomb? How is that possible!"
"Ha," Qu Zhiwen smiled, "Nothing is impossible."
"… "
Qu Zhiwen's appearance doesn't seem to be telling a lie. The news is indeed shocking, but none of this matters...
"So, that Su Jingyan, who has the memory of his past life, can let Jiang Ping go?"
Qu Zhiwen who said this smiled and stared at Qin Cheng, "So, Tan Cheng, don't think about going to the tomb anymore, I tell you this, just to let you know that I won't want other people's things, And the road I want to walk will eventually go down, let you in, that is impossible."
After Qu Zhiwen said this, Qin Cheng knew what he meant. The wall erected in the void that his back touched, clearly couldn't see anything, but he couldn't take a single step into the tomb.
"… When did you do this?"
"When? Of course it was before you came here." Qu Zhiwen looked at the dark clouds that were getting thicker and thicker in the sky, "What I have decided will never change."
"Then why did you pretend to be influenced by what I said just now?!"
"Just wanted to see how you would make a move."
"… "
Qin Cheng gritted his teeth and threw a punch at Qu Zhiwen's face without saying a word.
Qu Zhiwen was hit on the chin with a fist and fell to the ground without checking for a while.
"The scholar's fist is really not as heavy as that guy's..."
Tan Cheng looked at Qu Zhiwen, who was sitting paralyzed. Not only was this man not angry, but he laughed out loud. He couldn't help frowning and said, "What are you laughing at?"
"What are you laughing at? Laugh at myself, do you believe it?"
I really didn't want to care about the crazy laughing head in front of me, so Tan Cheng asked, "You really don't let me into the tomb?"
"Well, don't let it."
"Then don't blame me," You're welcome...
It's just that before he said this sentence, Qin Cheng felt a dizziness in his head, and even the scene in front of him was spinning, and he quickly stretched out his hand to support the wall of the ditch, but it was of no use, but after a while, Qin Cheng lost consciousness and fainted. fell to the ground.
Qin Cheng suddenly fell to the ground, which surprised Qu Zhiwen. He hurried to Qin Cheng and probed for Qin Cheng's pulse.
It was the same situation as the previous coma, the heart rate suddenly decreased, the blood flow slowed down, and the breathing was even weaker...
"What's up with him?"
In the depths of the tomb, Su Jingmo slowly walked out, looking at Qin Cheng who fell to the ground, Su Jingmo's curved peach eyes lost his smile, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and Qin Cheng seemed to have lost his heartbeat.
Naturally aware of Su Jingmo's approach, he looked up at the translucent Su Jingmo in front of him, Qu Zhiwen frowned and said, "You... how did you become like this? I remember last time, you still... "
"I ask you, what happened to Qin Cheng?"
The indifferent tone of voice, the inexorable questioning, the Su Jingmo who no longer smiles, the cynicism of the past is gone, and the whole body is full of the oppression of being an emperor...
Seeing Su Jingmo's attitude for the first time, Qu Zhiwen couldn't help but feel something called fear, opened his mouth, and said, "He would have been like this some time ago, losing consciousness, like a dead person, but... he Yet alive."
Dead but alive again? Su Jingmo looked at Qin Cheng lying on the mud floor and didn't speak for a long time.
It should be the twelfth lunar month now, although he can't feel it, but in the twelfth lunar month, Qin Cheng wears so little... Presumably this muddy ground is even colder...
"Untie the barrier you set."
Qu Zhiwen naturally knew what barrier Su Jingmo was talking about, and guessed that Su Jingmo wanted to bring Qin Cheng to the tomb, so how could he unlock it
Qu Zhiwen didn't do anything, just looked up at the emperor in front of him with complicated eyes.
"Seriously, Su Jingmo, although this matter has nothing to do with me, sometimes I really want to ask you, Qin Cheng treats you like this, so affectionately, you really won't be soft-hearted? Can you use it?"
"Well? What else?"
"He should have a considerate wife, a good future, and become a master of history in this era. For you, I can't understand why he can do this for you, even knowing that you have been there from the very beginning. Calculating him, what he wants is his soul, and when he wants his life... he will still make this choice."
When Su Jingmo heard this, he suddenly smiled and nodded, "I can't tell, you care a lot about Qin Cheng."
"I can't say I care, it's just because he doesn't know."
"Then do you want to open the barrier?"
"Open the barrier and send him to the grave?"
"It seems that I don't want to." Su Jingmo smiled and slowly raised his hand.
Seeing a black breath entangled in his five fingers, Su Jingmo cut the barrier full of Buddha light with his hands without any hesitation.
Never thought that Su Jingmo would dare to stick his hand out of the tomb, and even touch the Buddhist robe barrier. Qu Zhiwen saw that the barrier was not safe, and his heart was not good, so he quickly hugged Qin Cheng and wanted to drag it away. But in the next second, Qin Cheng disappeared in front of his eyes and landed in front of Su Jingmo, suspended in the air.
Su Jingmo waved his hand before Qu Zhiwen got up, and a gust of wind swept Qu Zhiwen out of the ditch.
Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Qu Zhiwen shouted in a hurry: "It doesn't matter to you that Qin Cheng died alone for a thousand years! Is his life worthless in your eyes?!"
Su Jingmo stopped because of these words, looked back at Qu Zhiwen outside the tomb, and smiled after a while: "I have a little doubt, when and where did I say that I wanted Qin Cheng's life?"
"What, what?"
"Such a fool's life is really worthless in my eyes, so I don't want it."
The end of the words disappeared in the depths of the tomb, in the sound of the heavy underground palace gate slowly closing...