King Tomb Raiders

Chapter 29: Fleeing from dreams

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"Who?" My heart was startled, and a bad premonition rose.

"The old man named Wang is dead. I'll take her away." Duan Mu Lei lit a cigarette and whispered.

"What? Grandma Wang?" I stood up from the sofa suddenly, and wanted to walk outside.

"Don't go, the man has been carried away."

"This... What the hell is going on!" I was puzzled and roared, "She gave me eggs last night!"

As soon as the voice fell, I was stunned, as if reacting to something.

Yes, she doesn't usually give me anything.

My body was taken aback for a moment, and then I sat down on the sofa as if I was trying to understand something.

After a long time, I asked in a low voice: "How do you know?"

"Oh," Duanmu Lei took a breath, sighed, and said, "The comrade on duty last night received a call in the middle of the night, saying that an old man said he was going to die and wanted to ask us to do something. Let us Come the next morning and take her body away. She doesn't want to die in the room and nobody knows."

"At first, the comrade in the office thought that this old man was about to commit suicide, so he tried his best to dissuade him and wanted to find out the location of the phone, but I didn't know why, the location was impossible to find! And a series of strange voices began to be heard over the phone , But the comrades on duty were terrified... Until the next morning, the location system suddenly jumped out an address. I saw it was the opposite of you. It was strange at first, but you saw that it was the opposite of your house, I It’s not surprising.” After Duan Mulei finished speaking, he glanced at me thoughtfully and continued.

"Because you are so supernatural, the people around you are so supernatural. I was thinking that the old lady might have become a ghost when she called, so the positioning system would also fail, and there would be those strange sounds... anyway... All unscientific imaginations can be explained by you."

After speaking, Duanmulei cut off the cigarette in his hand, stood up and continued: "So I rushed over in person early in the morning. It turned out to be the way I said on the phone. When I came, the old lady had already left for nearly 8 years. Hours."

I didn't speak, and murmured in my heart. After walking for 8 hours, it is 10 o'clock, which is 2 o'clock last night. The old lady was already breathless.

And I only came back at three in the morning, that is to say, when I delivered the eggs, the old lady was actually a ghost.

But I didn't actually see it. why? Is she not wanting me to see it

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable discomfort in my heart. Although this old lady always yelled and scolded at me, I knew that she dumped the garbage at my door every day and I owed the property fees every month. She paid it and when I had no money to eat, she stuffed the money in through the crack in the door... Even the last few eggs in my refrigerator were left by her who turned into ghosts!

But now, she is gone.

I couldn't take it any longer for a while. I lived too long and used to see too many life and death separations, but I still couldn't calmly face the departure of people around me.

Duan Mulei came over and patted me on the shoulder. "The old lady is Wang Dali's mother. She has always lived by herself, and Wang Dali and his wife have ignored her. She has taught for 40 years and has not saved much money. Only 20,000 yuan was donated. She left her will. Half of the money was donated to the institution and the other half to you."

"But now there is a problem. Both Wang Dali and his wife are dead, leaving more than two million yuan in demolition expenses and a six-year-old daughter. It stands to reason that the old lady should have priority in inheritance, but she followed closely behind and followed. I left, and made a will to give you half of the property, which is more than one million. I wondered, you should not want this money, so I want you to take out all the money and find it for Wang Dali’s granddaughter A family. Of course, the office will not ask for her money, and it will also be used for the support of the old lady and granddaughter. What do you think of this?"

I nodded, "Completely agree."

"Okay, then I will arrange the next thing."

"sorry to bother you."

"No trouble, my duty." After Duan Mulei finished speaking, he took out a card from his arms and handed it to me. "This was found in front of the old lady's bed. It should be written to you."

I took the paper hesitantly, and saw a line of neat and upright regular script written on it.

"It's loneliness on weekdays, so please forgive me if I bother you."

I froze in place, my head empty.

Duanmu Lei said softly,

"The old lady lives alone and may be lonely. You should have brought her a lot of joy in life, otherwise she won't be thinking of you when she is dying."

"I'm leaving now." Duan Mu Lei finished speaking, sighed softly, opened the door and walked out.

He used to be a person who didn't believe in gods and ghosts, and I changed him.

But I have seen gods and ghosts for a lifetime, knowing that there is reincarnation in heaven and retribution for cause and effect. But facing this situation at this time, it is still inexplicable.

It turns out that the old lady always loves to find fault with me when she is all right, just because I am the only person she can talk to.

Linger didn't know when he appeared behind me, and a pair of show hands lightly placed on my shoulders.

"brother."

"You knew it last night?" I asked in a low voice.

"En." Ling'er nodded, noncommittal.

"Ling'er, am I particularly trash?"

"Brother... Why do you say that..."

"I can't make money, I can't stop Qian Kun and Aunt Liu's self-destruction, and I can't catch a masked man. I didn't even notice that Mrs. Wang turned into a ghost last night. Am I particularly trash? After that incident, I became particularly useless..." My tone was full of chagrin.

Linger noticed that my tone was not right, and suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly said: "Brother, that's not your fault, you have worked very hard."

"But I still failed." Unwillingness and anger flashed in my eyes, and my fist hit the table hard.

I was not like this before, not so self-willed to fall, and get by!

But that incident a hundred years ago completely lost my confidence in living.

But I still stay alive, stay alive!

"Brother..." Ling'er hugged me suddenly, and I felt her arms trembling slightly.

"The luckiest thing in Ling'er's life is to meet brother." Ling'er suddenly whispered.

"Ling'er, you?"

"Brother, Ling'er knows that he can't make money because he never cares about it. When he meets the poor, he always helps for free; Ling'er knows that although he lives a silly life, he has a enthusiastic heart. Ling'er also knows that he has never made any money. There is no depravity, brother is just a little tired. It's okay, there is Ling'er with brother. Brother, don't think so much, since you can't go back, can you live well?" Ling'er couldn't cry, begging.

"I… "

Can I still survive

I should have died in the tomb gloriously as a guard of the royal tomb.

Back in time…

【Time: Second Year of Wude (619 AD)】

A small-scale mansion.

Outside a door, a man with the look of an emperor was walking around.

Next to him stood a middle-aged man with a plain and gucci face, sunken eagle eyes, and a straight nose and waist.

The middle-aged man stared at the man and said: "His Royal Highness, don't be anxious, the stable wife is inside, and the imperial doctors are also waiting here, there will be nothing wrong with Concubine Yang."

"Auxiliary machine, it is correct to say that, but my heart is always a little difficult to calm down."

It is not someone else who is speaking, it is Tang Taizong and Li Shimin who created the "rule of Zhenguan" in history.

It was only in 619 that he had not initiated the Xuanwu Sect change, and now he is still his Royal Highness.

At this moment, Li Shimin's face paled slightly, and he was obviously anxious. It's been two or three hours since Concubine Yang had been facing the pot inside, and there was still no movement until now.

The man next to Li Shimin is not someone else. It is his confidant, the grandson Wuji, the assistant of the word.

Longsun Wuji smiled and said, "His Royal Highness is auspicious, and I believe that the two of Yang Fei and her son will be safe."

"I hope so." Li Shimin sighed, "Hey? Auxiliary machine, do you think Concubine Yang gave birth to me this time, will it be a male child or a female child?"

"This..." Changsun Wuji was stunned for a moment, and he said, "The minister should only congratulate His Royal Highness, and may God bless you, Concubine Yang can give birth to a male child for His Royal Highness."

Who knows that Li Shimin waved his hand, "In fact, it doesn't matter if there are males or females. I don't want to have so many males. It is better to be a female, so that I will not cause brothers to kill for various interests in the future."

With that, Li Shimin's face showed a trace of haze, and his two brothers had always regarded themselves as troubles and wanted to get rid of themselves. But in fact, in Li Shimin's heart, the last thing he wants to see is the scene of brother killing.

Changsun Wuji hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "His Royal Highness, Dexian and Unparalleled, this kind of thing will definitely not happen."

"Well, I hope not." Li Shimin sighed softly.

Suddenly, there was a cry in the room.

Li Shimin's worrisome face immediately cleared up, "Born!"

The door was pushed open, and Li Shimin walked in quickly. I saw Po Wen holding a newly wrapped child in her arms, and walked towards Li Shimin quickly.

"Congratulations, your lord, it's a male." Wen Po said respectfully.

"Let me see!" Li Shimin was delighted. Although he said it was not as good as a female, but in that era, especially a royal heir, how could he not expect his concubine to give birth to a male child. It.

Seeing the little guy in his arms, Li Shimin was in a good mood without knowing why.

"This child has an extraordinary temperament. He was just born, and his eyes sparkled! A manufacturable material must be a manufacturable material in the future!" Li Shimin's heart was overjoyed, and the joy on his face was not concealed.

Concubine Yang, who was lying in her arms, whispered softly: "Your Highness, let's name your son."

"En." Li Shimin thought a little, "Ke, he has always been respectful and cautious; I also hope that he can become such a person one day, so let's call him Li Ke!"

"Okay, Li Ke." Concubine Yang pursed her lips and chuckled. But a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

She was originally the princess of the former dynasty and the daughter of Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, and finally gave birth to a male child for her current Highness. But Li Shimin named her child with the word'Ke','respectful and cautious. 'This is obviously a little jealous of his mother's status as a former princess, so I'm hereby requesting it.

Thinking of this, Concubine Yang's expression couldn't help but feel lonely. She didn't want her children to be rich and wealthy, but only wanted the safety of her life, not to fall into the sinister imperial power struggle. (End of this chapter)