Ninghua Village has long been uninhabited, and Xiaohe Village, which is the closest to Ninghua Village, is almost five miles away. With the development of Xi'an, young people in the village have all gone to work in the city, leaving a dozen old people and children behind. , Although the roar of Qiongshan was violent, it was much smaller under the background of the thunder.
What's more, after hearing enough of the mysterious story of Qiongshan's murder, in the middle of the night, even if they heard the roar, the superstitious old man would not allow the child to go out, and would only pray for the blessing of the gods in the house.
However, it was impossible for them to imagine that the gods they were praying for would set off a huge wave in Ninghua Village, five miles away.
The sky as dark as ink is like a dark hell, swallowing all the stars and moonlight, only the occasional lightning brightens the sky and the earth in an instant, which makes people distinguish where is the sky and where is the earth... .
Where are there immortals who save the suffering and where there are ghosts who murder and set fires...
The winter in Xi'an has lost the eyes of grass and trees, and the mountains have become barren, but the temperature in December should have dropped to a few degrees below zero in previous years. Today, the cold winter came a little late, and it was only below zero in mid-December. Xi'an is a city with little rain, and December is a dry season. It hardly rains, let alone the thunder and lightning like today.
It seems that it has been accumulating for several months, the sky is roaring and the cold wind is howling, trying to pour down the rain accumulated this year.
The dark sky, the dark air, chilling and chilling.
The whistling cold wind was mixed with some inexplicable sounds, which could not be seen or heard clearly. After a long time, I saw those old uninhabited houses in Ninghua Village collapsed suddenly, as if they were crushed by heavy objects flying from the sky, leaving only the broken eaves and broken walls. When the heavy rain mixed with ice particles poured down, the messy village was even more desolate and pitiful.
How long can he hold on? Su Jingmo didn't want to calculate, the shoulders, arms, and back that were injured by Jianyu faintly glowed, as if a fire had grown in his flesh for no reason, and it would not go out for a long time. Su Jingmo slowed down, hanging in the air and looking at the collapsed house. Su Jingmo held his breath to find the trace of Lin Zuo. He should have hit him just now. When the house collapsed, he could still hear a low voice. He screamed, but at this moment, Lin Zuo was nowhere to be found.
Su Jingmo didn't dare to go far, for fear that Lin Zuo would attack Tan Cheng again, but Lin Zuo was also seriously injured by that blow.
Seeing the rain and snow fall, Su Jingmo is a ghost, the rain and snow can't fall on him naturally, there is no feeling of wet clothes and no cold feeling, but Qin Cheng is different, Qin Cheng is a living person , Laying in the wilderness in such a cold weather, it would be bad if it was soaked in the rain with ice slag, what's more, now Qin Cheng's body can't stand the toss...
When he saw Qin Cheng, who was soaked all over and his face was pale, Su Jingmo thought so, and flew to Tan Cheng's place, holding Qin Cheng with a ghost, and then flew to the room that didn't collapse with him.
However, in this short period of time, Qin Cheng was still drenched in the rain.
The ghost can see clearly at night, put Qin Cheng on the 'board' bed in the room, and after thinking about it, Su Jingmo still gave Qin Cheng wet clothes, and pulled the quilt on the side to cover Qin Cheng.
This house should have been lived in not long ago, there is not much dust. Su Jingmo looked around at this strange house, there was no stove, no firewood... Su Jingmo frowned slightly, it's been more than a thousand years, can the people here be able to use quilts to keep warm in winter? How is it worse than it was more than a thousand years ago
"You make the world so mysterious, but I see it as nothing more than that."
"Cough... cough..."
The sound of Qin Cheng's coughing came, Su Jingmo leaned over and looked around, but saw that Qin Cheng's originally pale face had turned flushed, maybe there was a lot of cold wind, and these days he had been staying in the cold tomb. There, I didn't eat anything, and I was so weak that I caught the cold. Maybe it's better to eat something.
Tucked Tan Cheng's quilt, Su Jingmo looked around the room,
The thing on the corner table, which was smooth on the outside and could barely be called a pot, could be considered a compact thing in this dilapidated room. I walked forward and wanted to lift the lid to see if there was anything to eat, but I found that the pot was nowhere to be found. Can't open.
Su Jingmo squinted his eyes, snorted lightly, and the ghostly energy from his fingertips slid the lid open in an instant...
There was nothing in the pot of course.
I wanted to look for it again, but Lin Zuo's breath suddenly flashed outside the house, Su Jingmo snorted lightly, and disappeared into the old house in an instant.
Although there was no fire in the house, it sheltered the wind and rain to some extent, and it was still much better than the outside. Tan Cheng felt dizzy and felt that someone covered him with a quilt, so he had a high fever and covered the quilt. It flowed a lot.
The feeling of being cold and hot was really hard. Qin Cheng slowly opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything at night. But if there is a quilt, it should be in the house. When the lightning flashed outside the house, Qin Cheng realized that this house was the duty room of the archaeological team, which happened to be the one he always lived in.
"Jing Mo?"
Qin Cheng's dry throat was a little tingling, Qin Cheng coughed twice and shouted.
Naturally, no one in the room answered.
Tan Cheng was anxious, he struggled to get up, put his clothes on the bedside cabinet, Tan Cheng rummaged and found it, put it on at will, and stood up in a hurry, top-heavy made Tan Cheng who stood up staggered, wait for it to stabilize After fumbling around, he walked to the door and pressed the light switch, but somehow the outlet was broken and the light did not turn on.
Qin Cheng laboriously tore open the wooden door. He wanted to walk out, but collapsed on the ground exhausted.
This body can't do anything at all... He's still alive after all, without food and water, he can't control himself at all.
Qin Cheng gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, stood up against the wall, moved to the desk, and pulled out the bread and biscuits stored in the box, regardless of whether they had expired or not, swallowed them.
When he finished eating the dry food in his hand, Qin Cheng touched the lighter and lit it up, took out the cold tablets in the box, moved to the wall and scooped a bucket of raw water, and swallowed the cold medicine.
After doing this, Qin Cheng lost his strength and sat paralyzed with his back against the wall. Qin Cheng closed his eyes and breathed hard. He didn't know why he was struggling to live. He clearly planned to accompany Su Jingmo. What do you eat these things for
Might as well just walk away and become a ghost, that's... better.
The door of the old house creaked, and Tan Cheng hurriedly opened his eyes, but what he saw was not the person he was thinking of.
"Why are you here? Cough, have you seen Su Jingmo! How is he now! Cough cough."
Qu Zhiwen held a searchlight in his hand, and he didn't care that his whole body was covered in mud. He put Jiang Ping, who was unconscious on his back, on the bed.
"He fought with Su Weiran on the top of Mount Qiong, and it should be fine now."
"What do you mean when you're fine now?!" Qin Cheng stood up against the wall and asked eagerly, "Who is Su Weiran? How could he..."
What he wanted to say was interrupted by a cough. With the violent coughing sound, his body trembled slightly. Qin Cheng frowned and bent over to cover his chest with one hand and support the wall with one hand. After a while, he came back and said in pain: "What should I do?"
Qu Zhiwen looked at Tan Cheng's pale complexion and couldn't stand up straight, feeling a little unbearable in his heart.
"I don't know the details of Su Weiran very well... He should not be a mortal." Qu Zhiwen said that he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Su Jingyan used a tau bone to become an immortal
"... However, it seems to me that Su Jingmo is better."
He could see clearly what Su Jingmo's situation was like. Su Wei could not withstand Su Jingmo's attack, his body and soul were severely damaged, but Su Jingmo was not much better. A cultivator, not to mention that there are many things that ghosts can't do, plus his method of breaking the formation and protecting Qin Cheng, the soul of this thousand years has long been overwhelmed...
Now fighting with Su Weiran, it is all relying on the ghost energy accumulated over a thousand years, and the good martial arts before his death, that he can barely suppress Su Weiran.
If the two continue to fight, they will only lose both...
Qu Zhiwen looked at Qin Cheng in front of him, opened his mouth to say something, but didn't say it in the end.
From the time Su Jingmo left the tomb, he knew that he wanted Qin Cheng to live and gave up the obsession of his soul that had guarded the tomb for thousands of years.
It is inevitable that Su Jingmo's soul will fly away, I am afraid that the current Su Jingmo really intends to burn with Su Weiran jade.
To keep Qin Cheng alive, Qu Zhiwen thought, Su Jingmo's choice is probably the cruelest one for Qin Cheng.
Seeing that Qu Zhiwen hesitated to speak, Qin Cheng thought that things would not be that simple. Thinking of this, Qin Cheng stumbled and walked outside the house.
"Qin Cheng, you are just causing trouble for Su Jingmo in the past!"
Qin Cheng didn't answer, just lifted his foot and stepped out of the wooden door of the old house.
"You don't even think about it, why does Su Jingmo do this?! Qin Cheng, he wants you to live, do you understand!"
"It's because he wants me to live!" Tan Cheng lowered his head and roared: "I don't dare to die just because I know... I give him everything he wants, and I promise him everything he asks, but only I don't want to..."
"You think I don't know what he means? I've been with him longer than you, you think, I can't see his wavering? I used to expect his response, but now, I'd rather he has no friendship with me , I would rather he resolutely let me guard the tomb for him, so that for thousands of years in the future, I can stay where he once stayed, and I can still feel that he is still by my side.
"I knew he was going to disappear, but I just didn't dare to think about it. I didn't dare to think that he really fell in love with me. I didn't dare to think that he would disappear. Without him, how would I live in the future..."
The last thing I can't imagine is how painful Su Jingmo will be...