It is indeed a remarkable thing to hear this name from Li Guoxian's mouth.
Tang Jiaming couldn't help laughing up to the sky, "What's my relationship with him? You only asked me what's my relationship with him now?" Tang Jiaming slowly turned his head and stared at Li Guoxian, the smile on the corner of his mouth was also a little bit annihilated in the monstrous hatred in his eyes Intention.
"I've followed you for so many years, and you haven't noticed who I look like?" Tang Jiaming walked up to Li Guoxian and lowered his body, "In other words, in your memory, only the festering face of my dad remains when he died, and he Have you forgotten what it looked like?"
"Your dad?!"
Li Guoxian's heart was shocked, and he stared at the skinny Tang Jiaming in front of him, and said in amazement: "Impossible! As far as I know, Qi Shengkang's son is called Qi Zhiyuan, and your surname is Tang..."
Just saying this, Li Guoxian suddenly shut up. When he was young, he had the best friendship with Qi Shengkang, and he was considered a good friend. However, one thing that made Li Guoxian feel strange was that Qi Shengkang loved his son very much and often mentioned it in front of others, but never When inviting people home as a guest, whenever he mentions going to see his sister-in-law and nephew, Qi Shengkang, who usually does things indifferently, will rarely show a reluctant expression. Therefore, he has never met Qi Shengkang's wife and children, but only heard that...
Qi Shengkang's son's name is Qi Zhiyuan, and his wife... surnamed Tang...
"You follow... your mother's last name?"
Just asked this, but Li Guoxian didn't think about it, Tang Jiaming just smiled and said, "My surname should be Tang."
"Tang..." Li Guoxian couldn't have imagined that Tang Jiaming was related to the tomb guarding family of the Pingyao tomb. I am afraid that Tang Jiaming's mother was from the tomb guarding family, so Qi Shengkang knew so many things back then. …
"Heh, I thought he was extremely powerful to find this Daxu's tomb. I never thought that it was through your mother's light, and it seemed like that."
Hearing this, Tang Jiaming glanced at Li Guoxian, as if looking at a pitiful and pathetic ant, "What he has researched is indeed related to the Tang family guarding the tomb from generation to generation, but thousands of years have passed, the Tang family has no doubts about the great tomb. His records have long since vanished, and what he told you was all his own scrutiny, it is a fact that you are not as good as him, just as you are not as good as Tan Cheng of 25 now.”
"What did you say!"
"You know what I'm talking about!" Tang Jiaming sneered, "Who do you think you are better than? Professor Li, you are jealous, you can find anything you teach Qin Cheng in any book, and those are the real ones. Experience didn't tell him the slightest bit."
"You fart!"
"You're angry? Isn't that a gentle and elegant professor? How can you say all the swear words? Li Guoxian, Li Guoxian, don't think I don't know, why did you agree to dig a trench at the Qiongshan Tomb in Ninghua Village after Jiang Bo's death? Let Tan Cheng be in charge of the excavation along with him." Speaking of which, Tang Jiaming approached and pulled up Li Guoxian's collar.
"That's because you're scared. Tan Cheng encountered a ghost but didn't die. It was the first time in so many years. According to Tan Cheng's temperament, he would only be more puzzled and more interested in this tomb.
"You know, Qin Cheng seems to be calm, but in fact he is much more obsessed with archaeology than Jiang Bo. Such people, as long as they don't die, will become the backbone of the academic world sooner or later. You are afraid that one day Qin Cheng's reputation will overshadow you, a hypocrite! You want him to die!"
After speaking, Tang Jiaming threw Li Guoxian away, disgusted.
"Haha," Li Guoxian laughed wickedly when his ugly mask was lifted: "So what? After all, your father Qi Shengkang died a long time ago, and Tan Cheng may not live long, and I, Li Guoxian, will live forever. The world will only remember that I, Li Guoxian, dug up a buried history, another dynasty in Chinese history!"
Li Guoxian's face, Qu Zhiwen on the side couldn't stand it anymore. He stretched out his hand and squeezed a technique, ready to seal his mouth, but he never thought that the technique would turn into golden light and disappear before the technique was used.
Wouldn't it be a simple person who could transform Qu Zhiwen's technique, and neither he nor Tang Jiaming found anyone approaching? !
Qu Zhiwen and Tang Jiaming became vigilant and looked around.
However, after waiting for a long time, there was no sound except for the wind in this gloomy and quiet mountain. Qu Zhiwen and Tang Jiaming looked at each other, and when Tang Jiaming nodded, Qu Zhiwen said aloud:
"I don't know which Xianjia senior is around here. Our two juniors didn't see anyone coming. We were timid and hoped that the senior would show up."
The voice echoed in the empty mountains, but no one responded, Qu Zhiwen was even more careful, "Please show up, senior."
It's just that no matter what he said, there seemed to be no one in the mountain. He couldn't hear a sound, and he couldn't feel any breath. Tang Jiaming asked in a low voice, "I remember that you once provoked three half-immortals, could it be that? The three of them are here to seek revenge?"
"No," Qu Zhiwen said with a frown, "When I went to steal their things, I expected that the three of them would suffer a calamity. It should be two years. They were anxious to find the artifacts, and I also avoided them. Over the years, their actions against Jiang Ping would only speed up the early arrival of the calamity. Since then, they have never appeared again, and their cave dwelling has no one... The time has come, and the artifact has not been obtained, so they can only leave here. robbed."
"Then..." Tang Jiaming thought of the people who had been following them lately, and hesitated: "The enchantment you set up, but using a divine tool as a medium, someone who can destroy that enchantment so easily, does this world really exist?"
"… "
"Those three half-immortals can't do anything about you, but someone can break your barrier. Seriously, Qu Zhiwen, if you look at it from an archaeologist's point of view, I'm curious, who erased it? This history of Daxu will not leave any traces."
"That person's name is Su Jingyan."
"Su Jingyan..." Tang Jiaming knew the name. Isn't that the owner of the Pingyao Tomb? "Are you sure? Have you seen him?"
Qu Zhiwen nodded, "He looks a lot like Su Jingmo... In fact, I've been wondering if Su Jing Inkstone didn't die back then..."
"Didn't die?" Tang Jiaming's eyes lit up, "You mean, Su Jingyan used the scorpion bone to live forever? No, no, if he can have such abilities, he should be no different from an immortal. It's gone!"
"I have no idea… "
"That means he captured Qin Cheng some time ago? His purpose is this tomb? If he also wants to keep this tomb..."
Qu Zhiwen didn't say anything, he just suddenly remembered the sentence Su Jingmo said when he brought Qin Cheng to the tomb a few days ago, "Such a fool's life is really worthless in my eyes, so I don't want to." want'
What does it mean
Su Jingmo didn't want Qin Cheng's life, so what was he going to do? Apart from Qin Cheng, there is no other person in this world who would be willing to stay in that tomb...
There was a guess in his heart, but Qu Zhiwen couldn't believe it.
No, it's impossible. I'm afraid Su Jingmo said this just to disturb his mind. Qin Cheng is now in the tomb. As long as Qin Cheng is dead, no matter how many methods they solve, it will be useless. The small formations in eight directions can be solved directly, but the formation in the main tomb requires Qin Cheng's blood...
.and the demise of Su Jingmo...
After all, the key to unlocking this tomb formation is Su Jingmo.
Qu Zhiwen knew about this, and as the owner of the tomb, Su Jingmo was even more aware of it. If the formation disappeared, he would disappear, and if he died, the tomb would be destroyed together, unless someone was willing to be there for him. Before Su Jingmo died, he replaced him as the new owner of the tomb, and there is only one person in this world who is willing to do such a stupid thing...
The disappearing arm was matched with the translucent soul body. No matter how it looked, it was unsatisfactory. Su Jingmo gently lifted Qin Cheng up, but seeing Qin Cheng's eyelids, who had never moved in the past few days, trembled, he knew that this person should be Is to wake up.
Sure enough, Qin Cheng's Qinghei face returned to normal little by little, and his breathing gradually became smoother.
Su Jingmo couldn't help raising the corners of his lips.
When Tan Cheng opened his eyes, Su Jingmo said, "You have been sleeping for a long time."
There was a familiar voice in my ears, but the feeling of dizziness that I just woke up from is still very strong, the world is shaking, and the glasses don't know where to go. Said: "Jing Mo?"
"it's me."
Hearing the sound, Qin Cheng laughed. Because he had not eaten for a long time, Qin Cheng's body was too weak. Leaning on Su Jingmo's body, Qin Cheng shook his head, and only then did he see the scene in front of him a little bit.
Here, like in a tomb
Thinking of this, Qin Cheng struggled to turn his body sideways, Su Jingmo was very close to him, and he could clearly see Su Jingmo's translucent soul body and the disappearing arm...
His eyes tightened suddenly, and Tan Cheng roared hoarsely: "What's going on! Jing Mo, your hand, no, you can't, Jing Mo, you can't leave,"
Just before he finished speaking, the person in front of him came over, and the cool lips were printed on his lips.
Qin Cheng was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he raised his hand and hugged the person in front of him fiercely, biting the lips of the person in his arms as if to vent, trying to make Su Jingmo swallow his yang energy, and wanted to let Su Jingmo swallow his yang energy. This man is back to his original form...
But no matter what he did, Su Jingmo was unwilling to absorb even a trace of yang energy, and the arm that disappeared was still the same.
"Recover quickly... Su Jingmo, I'm not afraid of death, I don't want anything, I just want you to get back to the way you were, okay? You promise me, okay?"
The trembling cry of pleading, the tears that slipped down at some point, rolled on the fitted lips, and the heat scorched Su Jingmo's heart...
The bitter taste spread between his lips, Su Jingmo thought, if he was conscious, then Tan Cheng's kiss would probably make him feel pain, just like the pain in his heart now...
He slowly raised his hand and caressed Qin Cheng's cheek, Su Jingmo's kiss fell on Qin Cheng's lips, cheeks, and kissed the tears...
"Qin Cheng... Qin Cheng... It's alright, I'm alright," Su Jingmo closed his eyes, covering up the pain that was about to overflow from the bottom of his eyes.
"I'll be fine soon."
When Su Jingmo opened his eyes again, those eyes suddenly became blood red, and at this moment, the ghosts that spread in this large tomb, the entire Ninghua Village disappeared...