Chapter 111
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Chapter 111
"Wishful thinking means you have to be willing to admit defeat..."
Tan Cheng's words slowly dispersed in the dark night...
The people outside the tomb heard it, and the person inside the tomb also heard it...
The solemn figure of Mo Jing was in the dark, quietly looking at the young man standing outside the tomb.
In the past, this person wore simple clothes, and his clothes were washed white and looked old. Although he was not particular about it, he was still clean and neat. Although he didn't like Dali, his strange short hair was combed smoothly.
But what about now?
Su Jingmo looked at the person not far away. His clothes and pants were stained with mud. The frame on the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken. Short hair was the easiest to take care of, but the hair of the person in front of him was quite messy.
Not to mention the look on his face was completely different from the first time they met.
The living aura of the sun has turned into the gray and dead aura of today. What good look can there be in this?
And such changes... Tan Cheng accepted them all...
"Humans and ghosts have different paths, Tan Cheng, what's the use of doing this? Do you think you can live with him, Su Jingmo, by becoming a ghost? Do you know that Su Jingmo's death is coming soon!"
"...What else can I do?" Tan Cheng blinked his dry eyes, "He has been holding on for so many years, how can I bear to let his expectations go up in flames?"
"But if you treat him like this, he doesn't necessarily appreciate it at all. He wants to take advantage of you from the beginning to the end!"
"......I know......"
"What the hell do you know!" Qin Cheng looked like he was willing to do it no matter what, it was like a thorn piercing Qu Zhiwen's heart, "After all, your efforts will not be rewarded, and your feelings will never be reciprocated! The person he destined is not you! The half of your destiny is not this person who has been dead for thousands of years. No matter how hard you struggle, it will be in vain!"
Tan Cheng looked at Qu Zhiwen who said this quietly, "Are you talking about yourself?"
"What?"
"You couldn't give up everything for Jiang Ping, so you became a team with Tang Jiaming, right?" He didn't know what happened between Qu Zhiwen and Jiang Ping, but at least he could guess some of it. If Zhiwen wants to become an immortal and live forever, he must give up his thoughts on Jiang Ping. Now that Qu Zhiwen and Tang Jiaming are together, it proves that Qu Zhiwen has made a choice...
"I'm not you, I can't let go, I've been looking for him for too long..."
After saying this, Tan Cheng walked up to Qu Zhiwen, stretched out his hand to push away the stunned Qu Zhiwen, and strode towards the tomb.
But as soon as he stepped into Tangou, Tang Jiaming stood in front of him.
"Tin Cheng, let me tell you clearly, you will never enter this tomb today!"
"What? Senior Brother Tang wants to take action?"
"I don't need to touch you..." But the Tang family's words suddenly stopped here.
As if he sensed something, his expression suddenly became extremely ugly. Tang Jiaming pulled Qu Zhiwen and whispered, "Look at Tan Cheng here for me. Someone touched the formation I set up some time ago!"
Seeing Qu Zhiwen nodded, Tang Jiaming turned around and walked towards the southeast corner of the tomb.
Tang Jiaming's sudden departure made Tan Cheng relieved. After all, with Qu Zhiwen left behind, Tan Cheng had some skills... and could figure out his weaknesses.
"Do you think Jiang Ping is my weakness?"
Tan Cheng also knew that he couldn't hide his thoughts from Qu Zhiwen, so he thought for a while and simply said: "What else? Qu Zhiwen, you look like a person who cannot do business at a loss. As I said before, you are right Jiang Ping is just too selfless."
"Okay, even if I had this kind of affection for him, he was never mine from the beginning to the end. Why should I waste my efforts and give up the great opportunity to become an immortal?"
"How do you know he won't become yours? Could it be that you saw the red thread on Jiang Ping's hand holding someone else?" Tan Cheng noticed that Qu Zhiwen's expression changed because of his words, and his concentration was not so concentrated, so he lightly He took a breath and quietly moved towards the tomb.
Although the tomb formation has weakened a lot, its effectiveness is still there. If it goes further in, even for Qu Zhiwen, the technique is useless. Tan Cheng feels that he cannot deal with Qu Zhiwen, so he can only say These words diverted Qu Zhiwen's attention, and he looked for an opportunity to move a little bit into the tomb.
"Him? I can indeed see red threads, but Jiang Ping doesn't have red threads." Because he doesn't have a soul that controls Qingsi... and although he does have it now, that soul has not merged with the main body and cannot be seen. of.
"There is no red line?" Tan Cheng never thought that he would hear such news after asking casually, "How is this possible?"
"Is there anything impossible?" Qu Zhiwen glanced at Tan Cheng and said, "There are a lot of strange things in this world, and he is not the only one who has no red thread."
"Then why do you say he belongs to someone else after all?"
"Do you know who Jiang Ping was in his previous life?"
"Who?" Tan Cheng frowned and said, "Do you know Jiang Ping's past life? Can you see other people's past lives?"
"Ning Qing is."
"Ning Qing is?! The general in Pingyao Tomb? How is that possible!"
"Ha," Qu Zhiwen said with a smile, "Nothing is impossible."
"..."
Qu Zhiwen looked like he was telling lies. The news was indeed a bit shocking, but none of that mattered...
"So, the one who has past life memories
Can Su Jing's inkstone be able to let go of Jiang Ping? "
After saying this, Qu Zhiwen smiled and stared at Tan Cheng, "So, Tan Cheng, don't think about going to the tomb anymore. I'm telling you this just to let you know that I won't take other people's things. And the path I want to take will eventually go on, and it would be impossible to let you in."
After Qu Zhiwen said this, Tan Cheng knew what he meant. The wall erected in the void where his back touched clearly could not be seen, but Tan Cheng could not take even one step further into the tomb.
"...When did you do this?"
"When? Of course it was before you came here." Qu Zhiwen looked at the increasingly thick dark clouds in the sky, "What I have decided will never change."
"Then why did you pretend to be affected by what I said just now?!"
"I just want to see how you will act."
"..."
Tan Cheng gritted his teeth and punched Qu Zhiwen in the face without saying a word.
Qu Zhiwen was hit hard on the chin by a fist and fell to the ground.
"The scholar's fist is really not as heavy as that guy's..."
Tan Cheng looked at Qu Zhiwen who was sitting slumped. Not only was this man not angry after being beaten, he actually laughed out loud. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Why are you laughing?"
"What are you laughing at? Laughing at myself, do you believe it?"
Really not wanting to care about the lunatic looking up and laughing in front of him, Tan Cheng asked: "Are you really not going to let me enter the tomb?"
"Well, I won't let you."
"Then don't blame me," you're welcome...
But before he said this, Qin Cheng felt his head was dizzy, and the scene in front of him was spinning. He quickly stretched out his hands to support the wall of the ditch, but it was of no use. After a moment, Qin Cheng lost consciousness and fainted. Fall to the ground.
Qu Zhiwen was shocked when Tan Cheng suddenly fell to the ground. He rushed to Tan Cheng and checked Tan Cheng's pulse and breathing.
It was the same situation as the last coma. The heart rate suddenly decreased, the blood flow slowed down, and the breathing became even weaker...
"What's up with him?"
Deep in the tomb, Su Jingmo slowly walked out and looked at Tan Cheng who fell to the ground. The smile in Su Jingmo's curved peach blossom eyes was gone, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and Tan Cheng seemed to have lost his heartbeat. ?
Naturally, he noticed that Su Jingmo was approaching. He raised his head and looked at the translucent Su Jingmo in front of him. Qu Zhiwen frowned and said: "You...how did you become like this? I remember last time, you still ..."
"Let me ask you, what happened to Qin Cheng?"
The cold tone, the unquestionable questions, Su Jingmo who no longer smiled, lost the cynicism of the past, and was filled with the oppressive feeling of being an emperor...
Seeing Su Jingmo's attitude for the first time, Qu Zhiwen couldn't help but feel a hint of fear in his heart. He opened his mouth and said, "He was like this some time ago, losing consciousness and looking like a dead person, but... ...But he is alive.”
Dead, yet alive? Su Jingmo looked at Tan Cheng lying on the dirt ground without speaking for a long time.
It must be the twelfth lunar month now. Although he couldn't feel it, on the twelfth lunar month day, Tan Cheng wore so few clothes... The mud must have been even colder to the bone...
"Untie the barrier you set up."
Qu Zhiwen naturally knew what barrier Su Jingmo was talking about, and he guessed that Su Jingmo wanted to take Tan Cheng into the tomb, so how could he untie it?
Qu Zhiwen did not take action, but looked up at the emperor in front of him with complicated eyes.
"Seriously, Su Jingmo, although this matter has nothing to do with me, sometimes I really want to ask you, Tan Cheng treats you so affectionately, are you really not going to be soft-hearted? How can you be such a person? Can it be used?"
"Huh? What else?"
"He should have a considerate wife, a good future, and become a leading historian of this era. For you, I simply can't understand why he can do this for you, even knowing that you have been here from the beginning. She plotted against him, what she wanted was his soul, and when she wanted his life... she would still make this choice."
After hearing this, Su Jingmo suddenly smiled and nodded, "I don't see that you care about Tan Cheng."
"I can't say I care, I just don't know."
"Then do you want to open the barrier?"
"Open the barrier and send him to the grave?"
"It seems I don't want to anymore." Su Jingmo smiled and slowly raised his hand.
A black aura entangled his fingers, and without any hesitation, Su Jingmo opened the barrier full of Buddha's light with his hand.
He never thought that Su Jingmo would dare to put his hand out of the tomb, and even touch the barrier of Buddha's clothes. Seeing that the barrier was not safe, Qu Zhiwen felt bad and quickly hugged Tan Cheng and tried to drag him away. But the next second, Tan Cheng disappeared from sight and landed in front of Su Jingmo, suspended in the air.
Su Jingmo waved his hand before Qu Zhiwen could get up, and a strong gust of wind blew Qu Zhiwen out of the ditch.
Seeing that he couldn't catch up, Qu Zhiwen shouted out in desperation: "It doesn't matter to you if Tan Cheng dies and will be alone for a thousand years! Is his life worthless in your eyes?!"
Su Jingmo stopped because of these words and looked back at Qu Zhiwen outside the tomb. After a while, he curled his lips and smiled: "I'm a little confused. When and where did I say that I wanted Tan Cheng's life?"
"W-what?"
"The life of such a foolish person is indeed worthless in my eyes, so I don't want it."
The end of the words disappeared deep into the tomb, and disappeared into the sound of the heavy underground palace door slowly closing.
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