"Are you leaving tomorrow?"
"Well, yes." After packing up the pen and paper, Tan Cheng hurriedly carried the box of books he had brought in when he first entered the tomb onto the stone table, "Oh yes, I don't know when I will be able to come back if there is a situation when I leave. I guess you have finished reading the history books I brought you last time, so this time I have brought all the good history books that I talked about in the Ming and Qing dynasties as well as some of our contemporary writings.”
"These books were written by predecessors, not our current vernacular, with commentaries, although some of the words are not the same, I think they should all be able to understand."
Looking at the box full of books, Su Jingmo picked up the top one, "Water Margin?"
Su Jingmo raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Qin Cheng and said with a smile: "This is also a history book?"
"Ah, no, I also brought a few books. After all, the history books are a bit jerky and boring, so I thought of bringing you a few books that have been well written and passed down to this day." But those books are all of them. Everyone is familiar with the four famous novels, but he is very familiar with Qin Cheng. It should be interesting if Su Jingmo has never read it...
Thinking of this, Qin Cheng took out a roll of copper wire from his bag. This time was different. In the past, he always left a charged searchlight in the tomb. I was able to support it until then, so I brought a roll of copper wire and planned to connect the electricity to the tomb, so that the tomb would be bright all the time, and it would be easier for Su Jingmo to read books.
When the wire was dug for the trenches last time, it had already been connected to the diamond wall. Tan Cheng had brought enough wires, and he didn't plan to look beautiful. He installed the lights on the top of the white jade pavilion along the stone pillars.
Su Jingmo, who was under the pavilion, had long been used to seeing all kinds of strange things brought by Tan Cheng, and was not surprised by this 'electric light'. Sitting on the stone bench, Su Jingmo picked up the words in the box in front of him. When he started to read, he turned over a dozen pages in the storybook, and Qin Cheng was finished.
Patting the ashes on his hands, Qin Cheng moved away the stone bench he had just put under his feet, walked to Su Jingmo and said, "Look, I have installed a switch on this column, but if you think it's too bright, press this lamp. It will be turned off, you can press it if you want to open it.”
Su Jingmo put down the book in his hand and said, "I can see the words on it even in the dark. This lamp is actually useless."
Qin Cheng shook his head, "At least the tomb can be brighter." This large tomb was built in the mountains without a shred of light that could penetrate, and it would look desolate if there were lights. When Jing Mo could leave this tomb, Tan Cheng wanted to take him away, but he couldn't. He didn't want Su Jingmo to stay in this gloomy place where there were only ghosts and bones...
"If only... you could get out of this tomb."
Hearing this, Su Jingmo smiled and shook his head, "Even if I can leave, then I will have to rely on the yang energy of living people to stay in the world. Ghosts are always things that do not belong to this world. If you stay strong, I am afraid there is only one way to go.”
Su Jingmo's words made Tan Cheng think of Su Jingmo's irrational situation that day, and asked worriedly: "Then, I left, will you disappear like that night?"
"If I disappeared, I disappeared as early as 1,600 years ago. The needlework in this tomb is complicated, and there are beasts guarding it. I will be fine in this tomb. It was only because of the thief's formation that day. The big tomb is only like that if you consume too much."
When he mentioned the tomb robbers, Tan Cheng felt even more uneasy. There were the bones of the gods and beasts that those people wanted in this tomb. The bone of the divine beast seems to be very important, so important that those tomb robbers are desperately trying to find it. Qin Cheng didn't know what the divine beast bone was for, but his guess was invaluable. I'm afraid that even if the three tomb robbers died, there would still be people who would come back, not to mention that there would definitely be people in the world who would peep at the divine beast bone. Can you really handle it
"If there are tomb robbers, what should I do then? Don't you say that the first time I can enter this tomb, I am afraid that someone is behind it? If this person can let me in, it shows that he has extraordinary skills. What will you do when he comes?"
Su Jingmo looked at Qin Cheng, couldn't help laughing and said, "Is so weak? So weak that I need you to worry?" Su Jingmo who was talking was arrogant and arrogant, stood up and turned his back, "The army of a thousand years ago They are all buried at my feet, so what can those Xiao Xiaos do to me? Qin Cheng, are you afraid that you are underestimating me?"
"I'm just worried..."
"Can you deny that you didn't see me as a kid who needs your protection during this time?"
Qin Cheng, who was interrupted, was speechless. Indeed, he could not deny that after getting acquainted with Su Jingmo, he saw that this person was trapped by the formation, and after realizing his thoughts about him, he couldn't help but want to protect him. Su Jingmo's thoughts may have inadvertently regarded the dead emperor as a ghost who was too weak and needed his protection, or he subconsciously regarded this person as a woman who needed protection like he did with his former girlfriend...
Su Jingmo is a man, and he is also the invincible emperor in the world. According to his character, it is naturally impossible for someone to protect him as a woman. In fact, Su Jingmo is more capable of protecting himself than Qin Cheng. Bless him Qin Cheng...
"Sorry..." Qin Cheng said like a sigh, "However, you still have to be careful."
Seeing Qin Cheng bowing his head and apologizing, Su Jingmo's words softened a bit, "Of course I won't let others hurt me, but..." Thinking that Qin Cheng was used by others to enter this tomb, I am afraid that he has already fallen into this mystery. He closed his eyes and continued: "It's just that this person is terrifying, even more frightening than that evil ghost in hell. You should be careful and don't trust anyone."
Tan Cheng looked at Su Jingmo who had his back turned to him, "I know."
"You don't know." Su Jingmo turned around and stared at Qin Cheng, "Don't you believe what I said?"
"What do you mean? You mean, I can't even believe you?"
"Naturally, I'm a ghost, you're a human, and you have what a ghost needs. What reason do you have to believe me? You've already fallen into this vortex when you step into this tomb, so you should be 50 percent suspicious. , no matter who the other party is... Although you just want to find out about that period of history, some people may not think so. Protect yourself and save your life to make everything possible. "
Su Jingmo saw that Qin Cheng was thinking about something, in the end, this person really cared about him, whether it was those books, the bright 'electric lights', or the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table... This person always wanted to He Su Jingmo lived like a living person... In a trance, Su Jingmo seemed to see the scene of that night again, Tan Cheng asked him with a smile, if he was going to die, Tan Cheng hugged him Su Jingmo and wanted something in return ... Qin Cheng tried his best to hug him so that he would not be taken away by the whirlpool of eight cold hells... Thinking of this, his heart moved slightly, and Su Jingmo stepped forward and hugged Qin Cheng gently,
The two were of the same height, and Su Jingmo turned his head and whispered in Tan Cheng's ear, "Everything, be careful."
I didn't expect Su Jingmo to suddenly get close, and Tan Cheng was only surprised for a moment. When he heard the whispers in his ear, the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time in Tan Cheng's heart suddenly surged, and he suddenly hugged Su Jingmo tightly, his hands tightly wrapped around his arms. waist.
"Su Jingmo... Su Jingmo..." Tan Cheng shouted Su Jingmo's name over and over again, as if he liked it over and over again in his heart, even if he didn't get a response from another person...
Being hugged tightly, Tan Cheng shouted over and over again in his ears, as if waiting for his response... Su Jingmo stared at the beam diagonally above the tomb through Tan Cheng's shoulder and neck, the beam carved with dragons and phoenixes. The beauty is unparalleled, which can only be enjoyed by emperors, but if you look closely, you will find that the soaring dragon does not have eyes painted on it, which is different from the flying dragons in his palace before his death. Dragons without eyes can only be possessed by dead emperors. He Su Jingmo has... He can feel Tan Cheng's body temperature and Tan Cheng's heartbeat on the chest that is close to him. After becoming a ghost, her perception is clearer, and he can even feel Qin Cheng's blood flowing... And he doesn't have any of these. …
The hand that touched Qin Cheng's back was slowly lowered,
From the moment he died, he lost his rights...
isn't it
The seven-day National Day holiday is one of the busiest days in China. Busy on the road, busy with travel, take advantage of this time to relax the tense mood for a long time and go to see all over the world.
Knowing that there are a lot of people traveling on the 11th holiday, Qin Cheng didn't want to go to various scenic spots to take pictures of people's heads, and he didn't want to go crowded to see the crowd. School to do research.
Crowded in the crowd at the station, Qin Cheng looked at the crowd with a little helplessness, "Every time I look at the news report how many people have increased this year compared to last year, at most I can only sigh at those numbers, this time I really saw the crowded appearance, It was really shocking.”
Wei Bofei, the old driver's son-in-law who was waiting for the ticket check beside him, smiled and said, "Isn't it? I just work at the airport. I remember that last November, the national highway and waterway passenger volume exceeded 610 million passengers, and nearly half of the Chinese people moved. "
Originally, I stayed up late last night to help Zhang Jun put together the tiles. In addition, he was so overcrowded when he entered the station just now that the exhausted Wu Hai looked at the people who were queuing in front of him and couldn't help laughing and crying, "I used to think that the data was fake, so what do I think? It’s impossible for so many people to travel without any time, so it seems that it’s true? We all bought tickets several days in advance, so we can only buy a standing ticket.” Thinking of standing for a long time, Wu Hai's face was even worse.
"Actually, it's almost the same. Except for some workers and peasants who don't take vacations on time on November 11, almost all white-collar students can only take this opportunity to come out, right? Besides..." Before Wei Bofei finished speaking, the phone rang.
"Sorry, I'll take a call first."
"Okay." Tan Cheng responded, glanced at Wu Hai who was squeezed into the air, and asked with a smile, "Are you alright? It will take us a long time to arrive."
Wu Hai shook his head, "Didn't I say we're going to Jinzhong City? Why don't we buy a direct one? We also need to transfer from Yuncheng?"
"If you can buy it, you don't have to be so tired." Qin Cheng spread his hands helplessly, "I never imagined that all the direct train tickets were sold out."
Wei Bofei came over to see the two chatting after the phone call, and said aloud: "It was the call from the seller just now, and he said that it was the same as last time, to the Jinzhong Antique Market... However, he said to change the time, it seems that there is a recent call. The police are looking for people who sell cultural relics."