043. Jealousy
Huang Da had escaped death and just wanted to leave this evil place as soon as possible. He was so frightened that he didn't even care about being sad, let alone collecting the bodies. Unexpectedly, he lost his way in the mountain in a panic and couldn't get out no matter how hard he tried.
When he looked up again, he saw Huang Er waving at him from afar. He saw Huang Er's head and body separated with his own eyes, and was immediately horrified, but Huang Er acted as usual, as if he didn't know he had died before. He asked him directly: "Brother, why didn't you wait for me? I chased you for a long time and called you but you didn't respond. Ma Shan is dead, so let's leave here quickly."
So the two of them began to walk together, and after wandering in the mountains for a long time, they met Qingling and his group.
Huang Da, who was always on edge, almost cried, "I can't go with him. Let's... let's get out of the mountain quickly. And that grave is too weird, too weird!"
Qing Ling lowered his eyes and looked at Huang Da who was almost collapsed, with a calm expression.
Of course he already knew whether it was a human or a ghost, so he said softly: "Just lead the way, don't worry about the rest."
He acted so casually, as if he was used to it, and his clear and cold voice had no ups and downs.
Huang Da's mood calmed down inexplicably when he saw this. In fact, the grave digging business was divided into different levels, and they were the lowest class. They couldn't find any big tombs, so they could only dig some new graves of rich families. Otherwise, they would not have set their sights on this desolate place like Huangshanling.
Unexpectedly, two people were killed in the first place, and even his brother was lost. Huang Da was heartbroken. He stood up and asked carefully: "Are you...are you not afraid?"
Of course Qingling was scared. Even if he had seen many ghosts with horrific deaths, he would still be afraid of the tragic deaths of his own kind, not to mention that all ghosts are concerned about the lives of living people.
But he didn't show any of it, and his emotions were restrained and hidden deep in the pool.
"Don't worry." Qing Ling said, "Nothing will happen. Go back and rest."
After Qingling persuaded Huang Da to go back, he also wanted to go back to the carriage to rest for a while. As soon as he turned around, he bumped into a cold chest. Before he could move away, his waist was embraced.
"What are you doing?" Qing Ling was startled. After realizing who it was, he frowned and put his hand on Shang Changheng's shoulder. "It will be dawn soon. Let me sleep for a while."
Shang Changheng didn't say anything, he just lifted Qingling's chin and kissed him, he kissed him very urgently.
Qingling was stunned for a moment, but did not push away. He allowed Shang Changheng to pry open his lips impatiently. In their entanglement, only one of them was breathing heavily. Qingling did not close his eyes. He met Shang Changheng's eyes and felt that those eyes, reflecting the cold moonlight, were trying hard to suppress something, like a wounded trapped beast.
After the kiss, Qingling leaned in Shang Changheng's arms, and after a long pause, he asked, "Did you remember anything else?"
After a moment, Shang Changheng said in a hoarse voice: "I don't want to remember it."
Most of the memories that Qingling saw were beautiful and peaceful, but Shang Changheng's memories were filled with endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"It doesn't matter." Qing Ling raised his head, looked at him and continued, "We have found a lot of... clues."
The last commander-in-chief of the three armies of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the god of war King Xiang, would rather die than surrender. The ancient story has disappeared over the years and no one has sung it in later generations. Qingling, who is indifferent by nature, would also feel regretful about this. Perhaps the description in "Guangyouzhi" has been embellished by later generations, but since the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the world was in chaos, and people treated livestock as livestock, slaughtered them at will, or sacrificed or cooked, which is clearly recorded in the official history.
And the King of Xiang, Changheng, who had disappeared after a thousand years, was now standing in front of him. In such a broken and disheveled appearance, his eyebrows and eyes were more handsome and sharp than when he was young. In fact, Qingling could occasionally see the shadow of a thousand years ago in him, but it was only a little.
Shang Changheng lowered his head and looked at Qingling. He noticed the complex emotions in the other's eyes, which were regret, helplessness, and even a bit of admiration, but he really couldn't be happy.
That's not for him.
Ever since Qingling read "Guangyouzhi", his attitude towards him has been much better than before. At least he no longer avoids him like the evil ones. He just occasionally reveals such a sighing and regretful look. He is sighing for Shang Changheng, but not for Shang Changheng.
Shang Changheng was depressed because of this, and he couldn't even tell the reason. He just wanted to trap Qingling in his hand, at least that's what he thought before. As long as there was a marriage contract, Qingling would always be his. But now he wanted more, not only to have her all to himself, he also wanted Qingling... to show him that kind of look, soft and gentle.
But Qingling was afraid of him.
The little bit of emotion that could be called gentle was only because he didn't remember Shang Changheng, who died a thousand years ago. But when Qingling told him about that young man, his expression softened and even his voice became gentle.
There was silence for a long time, so long that Qingling began to feel uneasy. Shang Changheng suddenly pressed him against a tree trunk beside him, and when they lowered their heads, their foreheads were touching.
"Qingling." Shang Changheng spoke in the calmest and coldest tone, "I won't let you go."
Qingling looked at him, and saw a strange unwillingness and grievance in his stubbornness, and was confused for a moment.
"You..." Qing Ling thought that it would be better not to look at someone like that when threatening them. For example, Shang Changheng used to make him shudder, but now it only made him at a loss.
But I can't say it.
After hesitating for a while, Qingling reached out and patted Shang Changheng's shoulder awkwardly, as if it was some kind of silent comfort, but also to say that it was okay, I didn't take it seriously, and our deal was still there.
The charming ambiguity disappeared instantly.
Shang Changheng looked at his shoulder with a somewhat amusing and helpless look, feeling both amused and angry. He grabbed Qingling's hand and bit its fingertips.
"Let go." Qing Ling's ears turned red and he scolded in a low voice.
Not only did Shang Changheng not let go, he also rubbed the soft fingertips with his canine teeth twice.
This intimate action made Qingling's cheeks flushed, and the orchid-like boy's face was stained with lustful color. He tried to pull back his hand and whispered, "I want to go back."
Shang Changheng kissed his palm again, feeling his fresh warmth. He was obsessed with this body when his mind was confused at first. After he came to his senses, he thought he knew how to control himself, so he allowed himself to continue to indulge himself, until now - he could hardly extricate himself.
But in the end he let Qingling go back.
There are still things to do tomorrow, and Qingling has been really tired these days, feeling listless and lacking energy during the day.
After Qingling tiptoed back into the carriage and closed his eyes, Miaoyuan and Zhu Lezhi opened their eyes. After looking at each other tacitly, they closed their eyes and went to rest.
Huang Dake had returned a long time ago, Qingling couldn't have been wandering around outside alone, so the reason... must be related to that evil ghost.
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The next day, before dawn, the group was ready to set out, with Huang Da and Huang Er leading the way to find the ancient tomb.
The deeper they went, the steeper the surrounding mountains became. There was little water source around, so the grass and trees were not lush. They searched for a day and found that the carriage could not go through the narrower mountain road. They had to get off and walk. It was dusk when they finally arrived.
Zhu Lezhi looked at the towering mountains surrounding him from afar, his mouth twitched, and he whispered, "This tomb in the valley... there is no way to enter, the energy is not dispersed, and there is no water vein. The mausoleum is built like a prison. If some evil creatures are not raised here, it will be a shame for such a bad and ominous tomb."
In her eyes, the valley was filled with a dark and ominous aura.
Although Miao Yuan couldn't see it, they were all cultivators and could still distinguish the evil spirit. He nodded and agreed, "That's right, but it is said that the two of them said that the tomb has been broken, and the evil spirit is gathered in the valley. I think it is correct. In this way, the yang energy can enter the tomb during the day and dispel some of the evil spirits. However... I feel that there is more than just evil spirit here."
"There's still corpse qi. Didn't the two brothers say that there are three coffins down there?" Zhu Lezhi was not surprised. He just turned around and asked Qing Ling, "Should we take a rest first, or go down directly?"
Qing Ling shook his head to indicate that it was not necessary, "As soon as possible."
In this way, several people found a flatter place on the steep mountain where there was no road. Qingling was sweating all over after going down the mountain. The valley was covered with gravel and strange rocks. After walking a few steps, Qingling realized something. When he was still on the top, he felt that the position of the rocks below was quite strange, and only now was he sure of it.
"This is a formation." Qing Ling touched the wet rocks. Although some of the stones had already tilted or even shifted, Qing Ling still recognized them. He had seen them in Qing's notes.
Even Zhu Lezhi didn't notice it and asked in surprise: "Formation?"
"Qi Men Dun Jia." Qing Ling was thoughtful. He suddenly squatted down and found a branch. He roughly drew the arrangement of rocks on the ground. Some of these huge stones were taller than the trees and deeply inserted into the ground. They really looked like they were deliberately placed there. After Qing Ling finished drawing, he pointed at the rather mysterious formation diagram on the ground with the branch and said, "It's the word 'trapping'. This formation is not a killing formation, but a trapping formation made of stones. If I'm not mistaken, there are also suppressants placed in the direction of the life gate of this formation... It's a dead formation with no way out. It can be broken from the outside, but not from the inside."
In other words, this formation is designed to trap the things inside.
"Gensheng, northeast, the eighth block from the tomb, the object of suppression should be there."
Qing Ling very familiarly pointed out the position of the suppressing object on the formation diagram he drew. He didn't study Qi Men Dun Jia very seriously, after all, he didn't look at it for long, but he still remembered this formation clearly.
Every formation has a way to break it, but this trap formation is placed in the death formation, called Yansheng. If you don't know the way, it is not easy to break the formation from the outside. Once you are trapped inside, it will be even harder to get out. There are many strange and unpredictable changes in this formation. If a stranger steps in and fails to discover the formation at the first time, he will be trapped. Even if someone discovers the existence of the formation, he may not bother to break it.
Since they have used the trap formation, it proves that there is something trapped inside!
Zhu Lezhi looked at Huang Da and Huang Er who were confused behind him and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then how did they get out?"
Qing Ling said nothing, but said: "Let's take the magic weapon to hold the formation first, otherwise we will be trapped as well."
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