They hugged each other for a long time.
All the affectionate and unfulfilled years, at this moment, two flowers with low eyebrows bloomed in two desolate hearts.
Now in front of Tang Ming, she had fully exposed a woman's natural weakness and dependence.
She babbled in his arms with a mournful face, sobbing and complaining, Fatty Tang, we are really inseparable.
She was as timid as a child.
Tang Ming held her for fear that he would hurt her if he exerted any force.
He lowered his head to kiss her smooth forehead, then raised his head to look at her with a smile, and then touched her lips with his lips.
"Girl."
He looked at her helplessly, looking at her for a long time, thinking about the past, his heart felt sour.
Unexpectedly, before he could speak, she dexterously sealed his lips and teeth, lingering and sentimental.
She looked at him and was still full of sadness.
Her emotions were accompanied by kisses falling like raindrops, inviting him to share them.
After a kiss and a deep hug, she hugged him tightly.
In a trance like a dream.
For her, and for him.
"Fat Tang."
She looked at him, her eloquent eyes full of seriousness, and she said, "I like you."
Seeing that she was serious, Tang Ming listened to her words with his ears raised.
The moment he heard this, he couldn't help it.
He giggled and hugged her.
He was so happy that he hugged her and spun her around in circles.
She also watched him smile, laugh, and cry.
She cried and laughed, which caught Tang Ming off guard.
Jinhua said again: "I heard that people will drink Meng Po soup after they die.
If you drink the soup then, don't forget me in the next life."
She said fiercely, holding back her tears and laughing.
Her smile was uglier than crying.
"Okay."
Her appearance pleased him so much that Tang Ming agreed without hesitation.
He looked at her and felt for a moment that all the futility he had suffered before was not important, as long as she was by his side.
"Okay, Fatty Tang, it's time for us to leave.
Let's go to the underworld, cross Naihe Bridge, and drink Meng Po soup."
She said childishly, looking up at him, looking a little silly.
Tang Ming looked at her and didn't know what to say for a moment.
His original joy became depressed again.
He held her whole body in his arms, lowered his head to kiss her cheek, and told her in a low voice: "Girl, close your eyes first, and we will be there after some sleep."
Jinhua obediently closed her eyes, feeling peaceful and obedient in his arms.
Tang Ming looked at her and sighed.
He didn't know how to tell her his story.
His body, to sum it up in one word, is very strange.
Why do you say strange?
Because he is incompatible with other people.
He becomes less human.
At first he thought he had become a zombie, but now it seems that he is not.
He only remembered that when he woke up again, he was already lying in this huge mausoleum.
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Moreover, he had one more person's memory.
From that person's birth to death, all the trivial thoughts and emotions were engraved in his mind, indelible or unforgettable.
Sometimes he felt that he was that person, the emperor named Kublai Khan, but he also deeply remembered that he was Tang Ming, the Tang Ming of the Rong family girl.
Although Tang Ming was thinking a lot, he kept walking.
He quickly took Jinhua out.
Because he was the owner of the tomb, no evil spirit dared to stop him, so he was very fast.
Jinhua was already asleep in his arms.
After working hard for almost a day, she must be very tired.
Although there was the joy of reunion and the joy of falling in love, those joys only lasted for a moment.
Tang Ming couldn't be happy, so he couldn't help but sigh, and carried Jinhua back to the place where he lived.
It was a completely different existence from where they were just now.
In the empty and cold hall, there was only one green lamp lighting up on the extremely high platform, and there was nothing else except the pea-like light.
Tang Ming walked into the darkness out of habit, jumped into the air, and carefully placed Jinhua on the high platform with the green light on.
He has been on this high platform since he woke up, and has always been used to lying here.
He doesn't need sleep, and he doesn't feel hungry.
Moreover, he has a unique skill.
Apart from the boring life, everything else is pretty good.
Tang Ming sat on the side of the table and looked at Jinhua's sleeping face, feeling in a trance for a moment.
He looked at Jinhua's appearance, and couldn't help but use his hand to poke the small dimple at the corner of her mouth.
The way she was sleeping was cute and tight, which was completely inconsistent with her usual carefree and fearless look.
He also thought of how young she was just now.
The girl looked pitiful, but he relaxed and frowned for a few days when he looked at her.
She used to appear in his dreams every day, but now, she felt strange in front of him.
Tang Ming shook his head and laughed to himself.
Because Jinhua fell asleep, he was temporarily lonely and had to think about something about him, about this mausoleum, and about what changed the trajectory of all of their lives.
He never told Jinhua that he was the one who killed Tang Li.
Although he chased her and jumped off the road at that time, he also knew what happened on the road and that Du Yuesheng caused the explosion.
When the explosion sounded, he had already returned to his normal appearance, looking at the fireworks that illuminated the darkness, and watching Tang Li disappear in the fireworks.
At that time, he was thinking, they are monsters, why do they have to live like this?
It would be better to die.
He was sorry for Tang Li and the Tang family, but he just didn't want Tang Li to live like him.
He could never get out of this mausoleum since he came to it.
It wasn't that he couldn't find the way, but that he couldn't find the way out.
The mausoleum suppressed him, and he could not destroy this suppression.
He thought about getting rid of it, but even the death that everyone feared was far away from him.
The wounds on his body could be healed in an instant, and death was even more difficult.
What is this thing like fate?
It makes people hate it, but it also makes them love it miserably.
He doesn't know, or maybe the people trapped in the puzzle don't know.
Jinhua had a dream, a dream about Tang Ming.
She dreamed about Tang Ming standing in the highest position and looking down at the world, and she also dreamed about his unhappy ending, but Tang Ming was not called Tang Ming, but Tang Ming.
He was revered as Xue Chan Khan.
To put it another way, in her dream Tang Ming was Kublai Khan.
Jinhua felt that the dream was too unbelievable, so she lost sleep.
When she opened her eyes, she didn't know where Tang Ming had gone.
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He was no longer in the main hall.
It was pitch dark all around, with only a small spot of light in front of her.
Jinhua huddled on the high platform, looking around helplessly.
It was probably Tang Ming who saved her.
Thinking about all the embarrassing things she did to Tang Ming, Jinhua wanted to bury her head in the ground.
At that time, she thought she was bound to die.
When she saw Tang Ming, she thought he had come to greet her.
Ghost, consider that you are already dead anyway, so you might as well tell everything so that you can leave with peace of mind.
She thought this way, but actually did it.
Jinhua regretted a little and wished she could slap herself twice.
The moment she turned her head, the corner of her eye caught a dark shadow next to a pillar not far from the high platform.
It was a very short shadow.
It could not be Tang. bright.
Jinhua's heart started to pound again.
She wanted to jump down and take a look, but Tang Ming was not around, and she had no defense.
The only thing around her was the flame as big as a pea.
But when she looked there again, the black shadow disappeared again.
Could it be that she had seen it wrong?
Jinhua rubbed her eyes and wondered in her mind.
But Jinhua soon overturned her speculation.
At this time, she saw a black shadow shaking in front of her, approaching her step by step.
As the black shadow moved, she heard the sound of metal friction. . what is this She could only vaguely see an outline, similar to the shape of a frog, but much larger than a frog, with the stature of a four or five-year-old child.
The frog was now stopped under the high platform.
Although Jinhua couldn't see it clearly at this time, he could already see an outline.
She couldn't tell what it was, and she couldn't describe the strange things she had encountered so far.
She could only classify them as creatures that had not yet been discovered by humans.
The frog's facial features were very similar to those of humans, more like an unevolved human being.
His limbs were curled up together, his skin and flesh were connected, and he had scales similar to fish scales.
Jinhua's heart skipped a beat, and her palms were wet with sweat due to her nervousness.
She had the urge to jump off the high platform to escape from the frog, but the high platform was too high, and she was afraid of breaking her legs.
The frog seemed to want to jump onto the high platform and kept jumping towards the high platform where she was.
The frog jumped higher and higher every time.
Jinhua pulled out the bronze lamp on the high platform.
In desperation, she pulled out the bronze lamp.
She held the thin bronze stick of the lamp in her hand, and decided that if that thing really dared to jump up, she would drive the stick through its head.
The human-like frog finally jumped onto the high platform.
It waddled up to Jinhua.
Jinhua illuminated it with a lamp and saw its face clearly.
He was startled immediately.
It looked like a fish and a human. mixed product I saw its gills opening and closing as if breathing, and its two small bead-like eyes glowed red.
Although it looked like a fish and had a fish tail, it could also walk upright like a human.
Weird, weird.
Jinhua took a step back while holding the thin bronze stick.
She saw emotions similar to human beings in the monster's eyes, but she was not sure what the emotions in the monster's eyes were.
She tightened her grip on the bronze stick, preparing to find an opportunity to kill the monster.
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Get off the table.
The stage was not big, but the monster was still pressing forward step by step.
Jinhua clenched her fists and thrust the bronze stick at the monster's head.
However, the monster was far smarter than she imagined, and she missed it.
He barely managed to stop his steps at the corner of the stage, shook his body, and almost fell.
The monster turned around and walked towards her again.
This time, Jinhua saw anger in its eyes, and she shouted in her heart that something was wrong.
Before she could make any move, the monster immediately raised its tail and slapped her.
Come over.
Although she moved her steps to escape the monster's attack, she also pushed herself into a desperate situation.
The area she stepped on was unevenly stressed.
In addition, her feet were too heavy when jumping, and cracks appeared on the edge of the platform.
And the place she stepped on was even more shaky.
But the monster obviously refused to let her go.
She originally wanted to find a safe place to lean over, but the monster reluctantly slapped its tail on her, and the blow hit her calf. sjgsf0916: