It was like he was in great pain, a scream so loud that it was as if his life had suddenly faded away. This mournful piercing cry hurt Qin Chengâs eardrums and made his heart tremble.
The voice that came from behind was clearly Wu Haiâs voice!
âWu Haiââ!â
As Qin Cheng shouted out loud, he turned around. However, when he turned around, he only saw Wu Hai peacefully following behind him, unharmedâŚ..
The only thing different in him was that he was suddenly frightened by Qin Chengâs scream, leaving an expression of surprise on his face.
âQin Cheng, why the fuck are you screaming so loudly?!â
This time, it was Qin Chengâs turn to be stunned. As he looked up and down at Wu Hai, he saw that he was, indeed, fine. At this, Qin Cheng said: âAre you all right? I heard you scream just now.â
As Qin Cheng said that, he realized that something was wrong. But when he observed Wu Hai carefully, he didnât find any differenceâŚ.
âWhat scream? Iâve been following behind you all the time.â Wu Hai was also quite confused by Qin Chengâs question. This chamber was so quiet that even if a needle was dropped, you would be able to hear it. But, why did Qin Cheng say that he heard a scream when Wu Hai didnât hear anything?
Wu Haiâs expression looked terrified when he remembered that Qin Cheng was able to see ghosts: âDid you see something? I just remembered that you can see ghosts.â
As he shook his head, Qin Cheng took a deep breath and said: âI didnât see any ghosts, itâs just that I heard your voice, as if you were in danger. I thought yo-âŚ.â
Before he could finish what he wanted to say, his words came to an abrupt end. This chamber was quite wide, so even if they had searchlights with them, it was hard to see at the distance. As Qin Cheng talked, he casually looked behind Wu Hai, and with just a single glance, his heart stopped. Not that far away, at the entrance of the tunnel they just passed, Qin Cheng clearly saw two people who couldnât crawl out of the tomb, motionless, with their hands hanging inside the mouth of the tunnel. Their expressions were hideous as if they died in great pain the moment they stepped inside the chamber.
Even if this tomb wasnât bright enough, Qin Cheng was sure that these two people lookedâŚ. exactly the sameâŚ. as Wu Hai and himselfâŚ.
As he stared wide-eyed, as if they were about to fall out, Qin Cheng took a deep breath of cold air and stepped backward.
Qin Chengâs sudden change made Wu Hai feel that he was right, that he saw something behind him that was so horrible that it made Qin Chengâs face suddenly turn blue.
Wu Hai didnât have the guts to look back, so he could only stare at the stiff figure of Qin Cheng as he asked him: âWhatâs behind me?â
âDonât look backâŚ.â
Qin Chengâs mind was a mess at the moment. If the ones standing over there were Wu Hai and himself, then who were the ones standing here at the moment?
Qin Cheng was sure that they were clearly standing in their current positions. So what are those two over there?
At this point, there was only one possible answer, that those two were, in fact, Wu Hai and Qin Chengâs corpsesâŚ.
The knowledge of this made Qin Cheng grin, and his heart instantly fell into darkness. â Did IâŚ. actually die? When did this happen? â
â If Iâm dead, then how did I die? I still want to know what happened to the Xu Dynasty. I want to know if there really was a period of time in Chinese history that has been lost and whether thereâs a period of history that has disappeared throughout time! I havenât even figured out how I died yet! â
â This isnât happening. â
â Itâs impossible. â
â I havenâtâŚ. havenât even told Su Jingmo, the man whoâs been lonely for 1600 years, how his era disappeared, how his Dynasty collapsedâŚ. â
â I havenât even told him that Iâm really in love with himâŚ. â
As he tried to recall what happened a moment ago, Qin Cheng wanted to find any possible clue that would confirm that he was still alive. But soon he found that his head was blank!
âWu Hai, where are we?â
âWhere?â Wu Hai froze. âArenât we inside a burial chamber?â
âA burial chamber? What burial chamber?â
Wu Hai soon found that something was wrong: âQin Cheng, whatâs wrong with you? Weâre here to find the so-called Xu Dynastyâs Imperial Mausoleum. We were almost killed by a group of grave robbers before we came in. Whatâs the matter with you?â
âWhat grave robbers?â As if heard something unbelievable, Qin Chengâs eyes widened: âHow do you know about the Xu Dynasty?!â
âYou told me about it! Whatâs wrong with you?!â
â I told him? â Qin Cheng was slightly stunned when he heard this. When suddenly, he found that his head hurt as if it was about to explode as if there were thousands of insects gnawing at his brain, tearing it apart and biting at his blood vessels and meridians. As he clenched his teeth, the unbearable pain made Qin Cheng clench his hands into fists and beat his own head.
âWhatâs going on?! What is it?! Why arenât you able to remember anything at all? Where we are, why are you here and why did we come in the first place? How could I possibly know about the Xu Dynasty otherwise?!â
But, Qin Chengâs mind was getting worse as time passed. Wu Hai then realized that from the moment Qin Cheng turned around shouting his name, the problem wasnât with him, but with Qin Cheng all along!
â What kind of evil is this?! â
Wu Hai couldnât care less as he hurriedly took a few steps forward to grab Qin Chengâs self-abusing hand. But, before he could touch Qin Cheng, Wu Hai found that the picture in front of him had suddenly changed.
In front of him was no longer the dark tomb, but a sunny afternoon rooftop. The warm sunlight made one feel lazy, and with the desire of not moving even for a bit. The ground was full of shadows due to the tall trees, and the soft breeze blew up the skirt of a young woman in front of him.
The long skirt swayed with the wind as the young woman with shoulder-length hair turned back. Her fingertips plucked away the hair at her temples as she smiled brightly at Wu Hai.
ââŚ..Xiaomei âŚâŚâ
Wu Hai couldnât help but whisper out the young womanâs name.
The young woman was slightly stunned as she turned around and stepped on the high platform. But, in an instant, when she looked at Wu Haiâs smiling face, she spat out malicious curses.
âWu Hai, Iâll never forgive you. I died because of youâŚ..â
Accompanied by that sentence, Zhang Xiaomei leaped off the high platform and her white figure disappeared in front of Wu Hai.
âXiaomei!!!â Wu Hai struggled to jump over, but he could only touch the corner of her skirt. In the blink of an eye, the skirt was stained with blood, and Zhang Xiaomeiâs dead eyes stared right at him.
âAaaaaahhhhh-â Wu Hai squatted down, hugged his head, and shouted loudly. But, in the end, no one could respond to him. The picture in front of him kept changing until he saw the picture of Zhang Xiaomeiâs father passing away last year. He saw himself not accompanying Zhang Xiaomei, who was distressed, to her home. He saw Zhang Xiaomei at the station looking at his back with resentful eyes.
Zhang Xiaomei left college for a month to deal with family matters, and when she came back, she was a different person. She became extreme and controlling, wanting Wu Hai by her side all the time, even if Wu Haiâs work required him to go back.
Wu Hai felt depressed, he was unable to understand and felt quite annoyed. He didnât want to pay attention to her in that state.
People tend to see only themselves and forget to see others. Wu Hai was the same. He felt depressed with Zhang Xiaomei and he wanted to find something to relieve himself. At this time, he met a girl who understood him, someone to share something with. But, he didnât know that Zhang Xiaomei had already found out.
After the memorial Day of her relatives at the beginning of the year, Zhang Xiaomei came back only to see Wu Hai being with someone else.
Wu Hai broke up with Zhang Xiaomei, but she didnât reply. After that, she didnât go to college for two months, and the news that a post-graduate female student had jumped from a building due to depression spread across Xiâan. That news also shocked Wu Haiâs heart.
He went to her funeral, at Zhang Xiaomeiâs home, to see her for the last timeâŚ. but he was scolded by Zhang Xiaomeiâs mother. He even saw Zhang Xiaomeiâs mother nearly collapsing as she fell to the ground.
â All because of you .â Zhang Xiaomeiâs words echoed in Wu Haiâs ears. Wu Hai, who was still inside the tomb, couldnât bear this memory, or the fear hidden inside his heart. He sat on the ground and burst into tears.
â Everything was my faultâŚ. my faultâŚ.. I killed XiaomeiâŚ.. â
Qin Cheng and Wu Hai, who were trapped in fear and grief, couldnât see that in the middle of the chamber, the huge sarcophagus moved away from little by little, until a bright jade light came out from the coffin, brightening the whole burial chamber.
When the sarcophagus fully opened, it seemed like a man was standing up slowly, wearing a silver helmet with four corners of black iron, bright silver armor, and boots decorated with gold and jade. He was holding a Liquan spear <sup>1</sup> , looking heroic and magnificent with that beautiful and unusual armor.
Just like an ancient Generalâs attire. But, this beautiful armor wasnât for the battlefieldâŚ..
âŚ
As if he sensed a bad fluctuation, Tang Jiaming, who was outside the tomb, woke up the people who were dozing off: âWake up! Now is not the time to sleep.â
Tang Jie was pushed by Tang Jiaming and almost fell off the chair.
âFuck! Tang Jiaming, werenât you paying attention? I was sleeping well, why are you pushing me? Are you looking for death?ÂŞâ
âShut up if you want to live!â
âWhat does that mean?â
Tang Jiaming has been in poor health recently. After staying up all night, when he saw that a part of the sky was mysteriously lit, Tang Jiaming felt that something was wrong. He had a bad feeling inside his heart.
He calculated todayâs date. August 24, Yiwei <sup>2</sup> year [the year of the sheep], Yiyou <sup>3</sup> month and Yimao <sup>4</sup> day. Itâs advisable to not do anything else; avoid visiting a sick person. The day is not suitable for anything other than controlling oneâs path, donât do anything else.
Meaning that you can only mind your own business. You canât do other things, otherwise, you will commit taboos.
Such a day wasnât bad, but it wasnât good either. Even though itâs a relatively normal day, why does he have the feeling that something will happen to this tomb?
What kind of person is Tang Jiaming? Heâs a rare member of the Tang family because he knows the art of Qi Huang and can see ghosts and spirits. This boy has had a mature expression since he was a child, and no one has ever seen him frown like this before. Tang Yihong was able to guess that something wasnât right if Tang Jiaming anxiously asked Tang Jie to stop talking. At this, Tang Yihong walked forward to ask: âWhat is it? Did something happen in the tomb? Or is it because your health got worse?â
Tang Jiaming opened his mouth ready to reply, but suddenly, he felt the qi of a stranger, and this qi wasâŚ..
When he realized who it was, his pupils suddenly contracted.
âSomeone! Someone is coming our way. Their speed is quite fast as well! Hurry up! Hide!â
Qin Cheng and Wu Hai are in great trouble!!!
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Footnotes
<ol>Looks like <b>THIS</b> . <b>äšćŞ</b> <b>yÇ wèi</b> ; The 32nd year B8 in the Sexagenary Cycle of the Chinese Lunar Calendar. The Sexagenary Cycle is a cyclical number system of sixty combinations of two basic cycles: the 10 Heavenly Stems ( <b>夊嚲</b> <b>tiÄn gÄn</b> ) and the 12 Earthly Branches ( <b>ĺ°ćŻ</b> <b>dĂŹ zhÄŤ</b> ). In ancient times, the year, month, day, and hour can all be represented by the Heavenly Stems + the Earthly Branches. For example, <b>äš</b> <b>yÇ</b> = is the 2nd Heavenly Stem (it can also be referenced as âBâ), <b>ćŞ</b> <b>wèi</b> = is the 8th Earthly Branch. More info HERE . <b>äšé </b> <b>yÇ yÇu</b> ; 22nd year B10 in the Sexagenary Cycle. <b>äšĺŻ</b> <b>yÇ mÇo</b> ; 52nd year B4 in the Sexagerany Cycle.</ol>