Chapter 162: The Gate of Desire!
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Trembling three things.
(Note): From the reader Nana's poem, I think it is excellent, and I hereby quote it.
------Off topic------
Sound, color, shape, or taste?
The six rooms in front, no matter how dangerous, are all external forces. And this level is called "The Gate of **", but it is an inner strength. A person's biggest enemy ~ one ~ this ~ read ~ novel ybdu people are themselves, and the most terrible thing is not the devil, but the inner demon. But what kind of skills does that person have to make such a powerful illusion? In the realm of illusions, what does she rely on to control people's minds?
Xia Chuqi muttered in a low voice, and a cold air skewed into his heart.
"Is that still human?"
"The real danger is coming. Remember, hold the yuan and keep one, eliminate distractions, and keep your mind calm. Not greedy, not hateful, not thoughtful, not loved, not lewd, not lustful, not ......"
Zhao Zhu's back was straight, and he looked around at everyone.
"Zhao Nineteen, what's going on?"
Taking a deep breath, she leaned her thin body towards Zhao Bottle.
People always have to die, even if they have created a prosperous scene, but in the end they will just turn into a pile of white bones, the Di Dynasty that dominated the world in the previous life, now it is only a corner, becoming "Beidi", living in Mobei. And their famous and praised ancestors can only rest here forever.
It seems that from the beginning of Jingmen, the designer of this mausoleum became a little sad. Thinking of the previous "three thousand miles of rivers and mountains, remembering forty years of Penglai", and seeing this sentence again, a mist suddenly rose in Xia Chuqi's eyes.
"Jin Ge Iron Horse is proud of love for thousands of miles, and the rivers and mountains are like dreams, love and hate are empty."
At the door of the dead room, there is also a wall with two lifelike murals of men and women. The woman is in good shape, and the man is handsome. However, the face of the person on the painting has been carved by the years so that it is not clear to see, and only the two rows of chiseled characters on the side can be vaguely distinguished.
In other words, it is no longer a stone room, but like an imperial garden, with a starry sky overhead, and the fragrance of birds and flowers everywhere.
It can be said that the "Dead Room" is the most beautiful, prosperous and spacious place they have seen since they passed the bloody six rooms in front of them.
Everyone cheered up and stepped into the stone gate. only to find that it is not at all the same as the imagined ghost, gloomy and terrifying.
The door of death has been opened, and there is no way to avoid it.
"Come in."
"About a quarter of an hour."
Xia Chuqi rolled his eyes and thought about it.
"Fifteen minutes is ...... How long? β
When she finished reading, someone next to her was puzzled.
"The door of death, also known as the 'door of **". Once on, it will turn off after 15 minutes. If you want to pass through the door of death, you must have no desires. But whoever has desires, whether it is greed, lust, lust, hatred, attachment, or delusion, will die here. Therefore, it is called death. β
Listening to Zhao Zhu's solemn voice, Xia Chuqi restrained his smile and walked over. I saw that at the entrance of the Yongdao road that entered the "Door of Death", a chisel in pinyin style appeared again.
"Ah Qi, come and see."
"Zhao Nineteen, when you were born, you said that life is death, and there is a line between them. On the contrary, isn't this door of death life? It's the same as a thin line apart. Once we've passed the door of death, all that's left is to open the door. Open the door and open the door, and it will be lucky. We've made it through all six levels, and eight levels are no problem. β
Calming down her emotions, she teased, and in order to adjust the atmosphere, she smiled again.
"This ancestor is really a bad taste."
Xia Chuqi heard Zhao Zhu's low drink, his eyes flickered, he only felt that his waist was being pulled tightly, he looked down, and said, "Ah", it was a dead man's head for an unknown amount of time, probably in order to create a terrifying effect, the head full of messy hair, skeleton-like face bones, looked extremely frightened.
"Watch your step."
A very low voice came.
"Bang!"
The surroundings were quiet and dark.
Out of the "Surprise Gate", on the road leading to the "Door of Death", no one spoke, and the atmosphere was dull and depressing. The light of the fire was extremely weak, and the entire corridor carried a terrifying cold silence.
One dead word is enough to be shocking.
"The next one is Death's Gate."
Zhao Tsun nodded, and under the dim light of the torches, he carefully observed the stone wall and the corridor, and the cold armor was shining with a cold light.
"Your Highness, there are still two rooms left, right?"
After a short pause, someone asked softly.
People are in danger, and the closer they get to the goal, the more afraid they are.
That's the scariest thing.
This kind of exhaustion is not like the exhaustion of a cold sweat after a real fight on the battlefield. Rather, it is a psychological effect on the unknown and the thrilling. No matter how terrible the battlefield is, you are facing people, swords and guns. And in this mausoleum, you never know, what will be faced next.
The people sat on the ground resting, and they were all a little exhausted.
Every time she broke through a stone room, she had a feeling of being reborn after a catastrophe, and that feeling was extremely happy. Because she didn't know what the road ahead was, she would never forget to thank and praise him.
"Zhao Nineteen, you are too powerful."
The moment the fear dissipated, she kept patting her chest, looking at Zhao Yu squinting and smiling, but she couldn't help but praise him.
"There is no danger, there is no danger, it is really a room."
At the beginning of summer, he was covered in cold sweat.
But Zhao Zhu suddenly lifted his breath, jumped over, and flew over with her, which was worthy of landing.
Chen Jing exclaimed in surprise and was about to rush into the pool.
"Your Highness, be careful."
When there is the last level left, there is no time to step on it again.
She didn't move, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the scarlet pool beneath her feet, and thought the experience was terrifying. Especially when she reached the stone piers in the back, she almost exclaimed.
When it comes, everybody will be afraid.
It's false to say that you're not afraid.
She hooked her hands around his neck, only to feel that her body was light, and his person had already stepped on the stone pier. Her body sank suddenly, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat.
"Oh."
"Hold me tight."
Zhao Zun's face darkened, he didn't answer her words, he just wrapped her around her waist, didn't say anything more, and said coldly.
"Stingy, I'm just looking at it."
There was a grunt of dissatisfaction in someone's ears, and she smiled and looked up at him. originally wanted to joke with him, but it turned out that he had a black face, and it couldn't help but be funny.
Glancing at Zhao Zhu, she added heartily again.
"It's also very beautiful."
Xia Chuqi pouted and praised from the bottom of his heart.
"Oh, the Metropolitan Governor is amazing!"
"Go, what's the honor of dying?" Before she finished her words, she felt the sound of the wind in her ears, and a red shadow like a bird flying through the sky, stepped into the pool very quickly, and jumped into the opposite side of the stone pier.
"You should say, it's an honor to die with your grandfather."
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Seeing that he didn't speak, just stared at herself, she pursed her lips.
ββ¦β¦β
With a heavy heart, Xia Chuqi looked at him with deep eyes, suddenly curled the corners of his lips, and smiled evilly, "Can I say that I'm a little confused?" β
Yes, it could only be Zhao Zhu who took her, but the weight of the two people was heavier, and the stone pier was more pressurized and sank faster. If one can't retract it, the two of them will fall down at the same time, isn't it just dying in one place?
"Ah Qi is afraid that he will die with me?"
Zhao Jun lowered his head, looked at her, and raised his eyebrows suddenly.
"I can't get over it."
But Xia Chuqi is different, with her own ability, she thinks that there is no way to step on it, not to mention stepping on it, even if she takes two steps. Glancing at Zhao Zhu, she lowered her brows, like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Counted, it's not the most sinister.
People who have kung fu are happy.
Everyone understands the meaning of this shock.
And so it goes.
Fortunately, Chen Jing was really good, and finally arrived at the opposite side safely.
This is quite a test of people's skills, a little hesitation, or a little slower, will fall into the middle of the corrosive poisonous water, it is simply too ferocious, and it can be seen that Xia Chuqi's back is covered with a layer of cold sweat.
In the middle of the poisonous water, every time he stepped on a stone pier, the stone pier sank a minute faster. By the last one, it was almost a little dip and sink.
Chen Jingjian walked like a fly, his steps became faster and faster, and everyone by the pool lifted their heartstrings and looked at him with blank eyes.
It's just that the sinking speed is faster.
As in the previous one, the second stone pier also sinks downward.
I saw that as soon as Chen Jing's feet stepped on it, the stone pier began to sink. The speed of sinking is extremely fast, and it is about to get close to the water in an instant, but fortunately, Chen Jing's kung fu is good, and he quickly took the second step and stepped on the second stone pier.
Chen Jing tentatively stepped on the first stone pier, Xia Chuqi's eyes widened, and his heart suddenly mentioned Lao Gao.
"Yes."
"Take care of yourself."
Zhao Zhu looked at him deeply and pursed his lips.
In fact, everyone knew that if he was in danger, it would be his last words. In every adventure, there are accidents, and everyone is the same.
This sentence sounds prosaic.
Hearing this, Chen Jing suddenly turned sideways, glanced at her, and then looked at Zhao Zhu, "You pay attention to protecting Your Highness and the princess." β
"Brother Chen, you must be careful."
Xia Chuqi clenched his heart tightly and added.
From this side to the opposite side of the stone chamber, the distance is long, and only twelve extremely narrow stone piers in the middle show the bright red water. The distance between the stone piers and the stone piers is also quite far, and the picture looks extremely frightening.
Among Zhao Zhu's guards, Chen Jing's kung fu is the most powerful, otherwise he would not have become a martial champion. But he is a tough man and does not know how to take a roundabout. Therefore, in the first few levels, if he had to explore, Zhao Tuo did not assign him, but this time, he did not object.
Chen Jing answered yes, didn't say much, and slowly approached the pool.
"Be careful."
Seeing that his face was resolute, Zhao Jun was silent for a moment and nodded.
"Your Highness, your subordinates will test first." Chen Jing suddenly spoke.
Sure enough, as the man said, with a screeching sound, the stone door on the other side of the pool opened. However, if the people here want to go over and crack the horror room, they still have to go through the pool of blood-like poisonous water.
Soon, the wine in the stone pot bottomed out.
"Yes, you can imagine something as delicate as this."
"The man who designed the mausoleum is really talented."
The wine is more fragrant the older it gets, and this wine is also delicious. As soon as the spout is opened, the room is full of fragrance, which can really arouse people's appetite. Some people drank it and couldn't help but praise it.
"Comfortable! Wine. β
"Okay." And when they rejoiced, they filled the stone pot with wine in the stone cup on the table, and drank it with great gulp. The stone pot was quite large, the bottom was directly chiseled on the table, and it could not be moved, but there was a spout under the pot, and it was very convenient to pour wine.
"Fiction is real, reality is virtual. If you are thirsty and want to drink, drink it. If you can endure it, you can bear it. β
Zhao Zhu frowned, and finally nodded.
I haven't drunk water for so long, and after so many thrilling things, now that I heard that the wine is non-toxic, everyone is a little impatient, and their eyes are shining as they look at the stone pot.
"Your Highness, can you drink it? The brethren died of thirst. β
Except for the mausoleum designer himself.
No one can answer this question.
"Really." Xia Chuqi put down the wine glass and nodded, "But I don't understand, why did she put wine here and give a hint?" Moreover, when the wine is at the bottom, the door of the opposite room can be opened, that is, whether you drink it or not, you must put the wine in the stone pot, what is the reason? β
"Is it really just wine?" Someone asked in surprise.
"It's really non-toxic."
None of them touched anything on the table, and Xia Chuqi didn't touch it with his hands, but just bowed slightly, leaned up and sniffed, and slowly unscrewed the spout of the stone pot, poured out a glass of wine, closed his eyes, sniffed carefully, and didn't notice anything unusual. I didn't feel at ease, and I took out a silver needle from Zhao Zhu's "lock love" lock and tried the poison, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In this profession, she is the most professional, and her sense of smell is also her only talent.
"Don't move, I'll take a look."
"What about the wine?"
"Yes, it's corrosive."
Hearing someone ask, Xia Chuqi got up and turned back.
"Is it toxic?"
By now, their group is already thirsty, and water and wine are naturally a good thing. But why is that man so kind for no reason? She slowly turned her head to the edge of the black-red pool, crouched down and sniffed.
Xia Chuqi's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but wonder.
Below, there is another line of small print that explains, "The pool water is poisonous, but the liquor is not poisonous." When the wine in the stone pot dries up, the door to the chamber can be opened. β
On the stone case, there are eight big characters chiseled.
"A glass of water and wine quenches your thirst."
With the voice of the guard, Xia Chuqi also looked over. It turned out that there was a stone case on the side of the pond. On the stone table was a chiseled stone pot and some stone cups.
"Miss Seven, look."
Xia Chuqi squinted, a little strange about the thinking of the woman who designed the mausoleum.
What's more, these are not pinyin, but words.
This line of words is magnificent, and the word "love" touches the heartstrings.
"Graceful pen and ink, back and court dust. The sky is light and cloudy, and it does not linger. 3,000 miles of rivers and mountains, recalling 40 years of Penglai. Green silk dyes cream, mirrors are deep and colorful. This love lasts forever, and this scene is still there! (Note)"
After listening to Zhao Zhu's indifferent explanation, Xia Chuqi nodded clearly, and looked at the line of chiseled words on the stone wall.
"This is a shock room."
Except for the place where they stood, the whole stone chamber was like a pool, the stone walls on both sides were not climbable, and there were a dozen stone piers in the middle of the pool, which should be used by people to use their strength. It's not terrible, it's the water that is terrible, it's not clear, it's black and red with blood, it's extremely terrifying.
No, rather, a water chamber.
Out of the viewing room, there is a stone room in front of it.
At the beginning of the summer, Qi's nose was sour, he rubbed it, and he couldn't help laughing, laughing at his hypocrisy. But probably because she has been locked in there for too long and has not seen the light of day, her mood is not as calm as before, and her throat and eyes are blocked.
Zhao Jun sighed and hugged her tightly, "I will definitely be able to let you leave the Imperial Tomb alive." β
"Fool!"
"I'm afraid that my fate with you is short, and I will really die in this mausoleum. I don't think I've lived long enough...... I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid that I won't see you when I die. β
"Afraid of what?"
Xia Chuqi said in a low voice, "I'm afraid." β
"What's wrong?"
He took her into his arms.
After experiencing so many dangers ahead, she has always been smiling and disapproving. This is the most depressed time since Zhao Zhu saw her in the mausoleum.
Her voice was choked.
"Zhao Nineteen."
Looking up at him, Xia Chuqi's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Gone." Zhao Zhu pulled her.
"It doesn't matter, depending on what it means, next, it is estimated that it will be more complicated." Xia Chuqi said the literal meaning to Zhao Zhu, seeing his silent frowning thinking, thinking that he would experience a more terrible crisis than the other, and he couldn't help but hesitate.
Zhao Zhu's voice came from overhead, interrupting her thoughts.
"What did you write?"
Looking at these lines, Xia Chuqi thought, what kind of mood is it for a woman to build a mausoleum for her man? What kind of heart-rending relationship does she have with Emperor Taizu, who is said to be very good? And a woman, in order to protect her man's mausoleum from tomb robbers, will naturally do everything she can to maximize her ability, and the mechanism of the eighth chamber will probably only become more and more ruthless.
1. Li left an inscription in pinyin to echo this senior, and these words are not her. Second, the designer of the mausoleum is the guy who claims to be a tomb robber. 3. She is a woman, from the Hereafter. Fourth, she is the woman of Emperor Taizu of the previous dynasty, that is, the woman who buried the guy in this imperial mausoleum.
From the words left all the way, Xia Chuqi can already determine a few points.
At first glance, this sentence seems a little inexplicable.
"Congratulations on making it this far. As a result, it seems that my dead thief will be restless again. He can't sleep well and is going to trouble me, how can I make you so proud? β
As with the previous three stone chambers, there is also a row of sentence prompts, which are used as usual.
"Look."
Xia Chuqi walked over in response, only to see him pointing to the exit of the view room.
Like the wind calling her.
"Miss Seven."
Zhao Zhu glanced at her and ignored her. Xia Chuqi stuck out his tongue, smiled widely, and swallowed his saliva. After all this time, she was not hungry, but she was so thirsty that her throat was smoking.
ββ¦β¦β
"Zhao Shijiu, I don't think I'm worthy of you, what should I do?"
At the beginning of summer, the seventh cheek was propped up, and the eyes were starry.
The corners of Zhao Zhu's lips twitched, and he was silent for a while before he said lightly, "I said that it is useless to only understand Qimen Dunjia, and it is important to understand the layout thinking of the mausoleum designer." Speaking of which, it is the same as the way of playing chess and the arrangement of troops. β
She snorted lightly, pursed her mouth, and squinted at him, "Come on, you are so powerful that you still know a little bit about fur, so don't we even have hair?" β
Zhao Yu frowned, "Ye didn't lie to you." β
"Liar."
She sighed, thinking about the magnificence of the three rooms of Injury, Du, and Jing before, and couldn't help but shake her head, smiling at him.
"Zhao Shijiu, you really know how to pretend."
Listening to Zhao Zhu's order, Xia Chuqi took a breath and sat down on the spot. Looking around at everyone, with the excitement of the first time on the battlefield, for a while, I had mixed feelings.
"Rest in place for a moment."
After passing through the three rooms of injury, Du and Jing, Xia Chuqi thought about it, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh. Zhao Shijiu is really a conservative person, and the so-called "fur" in his mouth that he knows a little about Qimen Dunjia, it is really not ordinary fur - at least mink fur. His attainments are profound, and she guesses that his father may not be able to compare with him.
By the time the scene room was broken, everyone was already tired.
Break the Du room, enter the scenery room.
Get out of the wound door and enter the Du room.
Entrance to the wound door, the wound room.
And the ruthless person, every extra step, a heavy point.
In the face of life and death, sentient beings are actually not afraid, and even they will regard dying together as the most sincere and sacred sacrifice of life.
Xia Chuqi was shocked and clenched Zhao Zhu's hand tightly. He also shook her tightly, neither of them spoke, nor did they look at each other, only the touch in their palms was so warm.
The flaming torch burst with a "pop".
"Let's go!"
After the order, Zhao Zhu only said one word coldly.
In the space, there is a suffocating coldness.
Everyone was silent.
At the door of the rest room, everyone stopped and gathered one after another to listen to Zhao Zhu's instructions. Life and death are unknown, and no one dares to think about what else they will face.
In order to save money, only one torch was lit, and the light was extremely weak.
β¦β¦
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Zhao Jun didn't speak, glanced at him, and was silent.
Xia Chuqi didn't care about it, deflated his mouth, turned his head away, and walked towards Zhao Zhu. Dongfang Qingxuan stared at her back, his eyes smiling.
"Really, it's exquisite!"
After saying a word, he really stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, and the bite was extremely elegant and beautiful, not like he was eating a steamed bun, but like eating a palace feast.
"Okay."
Under the light of the torches, Dongfang Qingxuan's narrow phoenix eyes squinted shallowly, as if dyed with firelight, with an inexplicable warm color, and the corners of his lips raised a smile that seemed to be absent.
"Quick, hurry up and eat."
She spoke very quickly, and then yelled at him.
"I tell you, at this time, eat not only for yourself, but also for others. To be responsible for oneself is to be responsible for the lives of others. Now there are twenty-one of us, we are teammates, we don't abandon or give up, have you heard of it? Surely you haven't heard of it either. It means that if you are so hungry that you have no strength, others will have to take care of you, do you understand? β
Why is the Metropolitan Governor of the East also arrogant? Still not eating? She didn't speak, walked over with a bad face, and stuffed the bun in Rufeng's hand to him, with a serious face.
"Go, I'm too lazy." Xia Chuqi glanced at Zhao Zhu's indifferent face, and then looked at Dongfang Qingxuan's face with "Come and care about me" clearly written, and suddenly had a headache.
"You care about me?"
Dongfang Qingxuan was slightly stunned, and then smiled with a smile on his eyebrows.
If it is like the wind, it will fall into the ears of Xia Chuqi. There were twenty-one people in the rest room, and she had only paid attention to which guard would secretly save food, and she didn't find out if Dongfang Qingxuan had eaten or not. Now that she heard this, she turned her head and glared.
"Hey, why don't you eat it?"
"I said I'm not hungry." Dongfang Qingxuan chuckled lightly and interrupted him, his face was light and light. But Rufeng clearly saw the loneliness in his eyes.
"The Governor ......"
"Nothing."
Rufeng silently walked to his side, handed over a dry and hard bun, pressed his throat, and looked slightly uneasy, "Dadudu, if you don't eat, you won't be able to hold it." No matter how bad it is, it's better to take a bite. β
Dongfang Qingxuan squinted shallowly, pursed his lips, and didn't make a sound.
The guards agreed in unison and began to pack their things.
"Okay."
"Ready to go."
Zhao Jun glanced at her lightly, patted her back with his palm, grabbed her wrist, pulled her up, and then turned his head to look at everyone.
"Choke me."
Is it serious? Looking at the armor on his body and the cold and gloomy look on his face, he is indeed quite serious. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many people, there would be nothing wrong with the two of them having a hot kiss to moisten their tongues, but no matter how thick-skinned Xia Chuqi was, he didn't have the courage to perform in public. Glaring at him, she swallowed the bun in two bites, patted her chest vigorously, and let out a long breath.
"Ye is serious."
Zhao Zhu frowned, as if he didn't understand why he was scolded.
"Hooligans."
"Not thirsty." She had been half leaning against him, but now that he was nearer to her, the hot breath sprayed on her face, and she was even more ashamed, turned her head, and whispered a curse in his ear.
"Not thirsty?"
He leaned his face over and looked at her fixedly.
"Go, go, disgust."
Sometimes, she really didn't know if Zhao Shijiu was joking, or seriously, like now. Seeing that the people around her looked at her with "not very serious" eyes, she was also a girl, her face was burned, and she pushed him.
Xia Chuqi was stunned.
"Huh?" He asked in a deep voice.
"How disgusting are you?"
"Huh?" Opening her mouth slightly, she was stunned. It can be seen that he has a serious face, looks extremely serious, and can't help but "poof" and laugh.
"Spit."
Hearing Zhao Bottle's question, she glanced over and looked at him suspiciously, "Hey what?" β
"Do you want me to feed you?"
She fantasized about the beauty of the spring and sighed with a smile.
"If only there was water."
After swallowing twice, she burped.
"Ugh."
Xia Chuqi picked up the piece of steamed bun again, put it in his mouth, and chewed dryly. To be honest, the taste is really not good, and Chen Jing's craftsmanship is too stinky. And there is no water source here, so it is really difficult to swallow it raw. However, in such a place, there is still a piece of hard bun to gnaw, which is also happiness.
At that time, people cared most about the word "loyalty", and where the loyalty to the master was reflected, it was such a time. But now that Zhao Zhu has given the order to die, they know his temper, and they are no longer good at disobeying the order, so they squatted down one after another, and each of them ate a piece of dry bun, and packed the rest for later use.
Everyone here knows that the current situation is special, and it is not known how long it will take to go out, and food is the most important thing, which is the key to supporting the exit from the imperial tomb. Therefore they are reluctant to eat it, and want to leave it to their masters.
ββ¦β¦ Be. β
The guards were red-eyed and hesitated, but finally answered.
"Eat it all, share the joys and sorrows."
He frowned and looked at the guards who were determined not to use the food, his eyes slightly cold, and his tone of command was a little lower.
How could Zhao Zun not understand what she meant? This woman has always been a hungry and miserable master. Although he has never been willing to suffer, he is extremely righteous as a man. In her eyes, the emperor and the poor are all the same, everyone is equal.
"Forget it, if you don't eat, I'm not too hungry. Keep it for now, and eat it when you're hungry. β
Putting down her hand, she put the dry bun back down.
When Chen Jing came in yesterday, she found that they didn't move much food, but she was so hungry that she was not polite. Now seeing them like this again, how can she bear it?
This is not an era of equality.
The two completely different responses immediately exposed the true nature of their lies. Xia Chuqi pursed his lips, looked at the guards around him who were extremely embarrassed but in good spirits, and suddenly reacted.
"We've eaten."
"We're not hungry."
"Hey, why don't you eat it?"
The dry food that Chen Jing brought in yesterday seemed to be quite a lot. But now there are twenty-one people in the rest room, all of whom are five big and three coarse old men, and if everyone eats such dry food, it won't last long. Listening to her words, Zhao Zhu made a look, Chen Jing brought the dry food to her, she smiled and took a piece of dry bun in her hand, and was about to gnaw it, but found that the people around her just looked at her, but did not move, and couldn't help frowning.
"I'm hungry, why don't we eat something first?"
Before she finished speaking, her stomach "spitted" and sounded very cooperatively. It's a natural step for her. She scratched her head with a twinkle in her eyes and easily shifted the subject.
"Ahem, okay, let's go."
Dongfang Qingxuan's soft and warm voice, there are not many emotions, but it can float into his ears, and then look at the ambiguous eyes of the people around him, Xia Chuqi thought of the fact that he had kissed Zhao Zhu before, and his ears were a little hot.
"If you're ready, let's go. When they get out of the mausoleum, how about the two of them make out again? β
It was a pair of finely carved faces, and even if he was now trapped in this mausoleum that did not see the light of day, it would not damage half of his beautiful face. But at this moment, in his shallow eyes, the light was a little cold.
With her hands stiff in the air, she squinted and turned her head to look.
The sudden light made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Soon a torch was lit.
Xia Chuqi licked his lips, the strange joy in his heart, and the joy of hiding in the dark. Stretching, she wanted to hug him again. But as soon as the hand was stretched out, in the stone room that had been dark for a long time, there was a sound of fire breaking.
"Hey, that's it."
"Hmm." His voice was a little hoarse.
"How long did I sleep? Are you waiting for me? β
She chuckled, with contented languidness.
"Up."
Looking at him quietly for a moment, she curled the corners of her lips, smiled slightly, raised her head suddenly, and secretly kissed him on the lips in the dark. He didn't refuse, kissed her back, didn't go deeper, and moved away.
She yawned comfortably, her eyes misty in the yawn. She couldn't see clearly, but she could feel that the man in front of her was looking down at him, his eyes as focused as ever.
Two very simple words came from the overhead.
"Awake?"
When the seven minds returned to their brains at the beginning of summer, and when they opened their eyes and saw that it was still dark all around, thinking about the environment they were in, they suddenly felt a little incredible. It stands to reason that in such a nervous and frightened situation, it should be difficult for her to fall asleep, but this time, she slept very sweetly, and she didn't even have a dream.
The sky in the mausoleum will never dawn.