Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 59

She is a Han nationality, and her father was an educated youth who went to the mountains and went to the countryside. He came to Xinjiang from a distant city in the north and worked as a doctor in the village health office. After marrying his mother, she gave birth to her.Before she was five years old, she had been an ordinary child with an ordinary life, but also affluent.

She couldn't recall that difficult time anymore, she didn't know how many days passed, how many days and nights passed, and how many dark days passed.She drank the hot liquid that her parents handed her from time to time, ate raw meat, leaned against her mother, and listened to her father's comfort over and over again: "Don't be afraid, someone will come to save us, and we will definitely escape." go."

However, no one came to rescue them after all, and even those who imprisoned them had forgotten that there was still a family of innocent young and old imprisoned in the basement.The father's voice gradually weakened, and gradually he stopped comforting himself and his mother, and no longer deluded himself to comfort himself that someone would come to save them.The rotten smell filled the entire basement. In the darkness, she couldn't see anything, but in her small heart, she knew desperately that maybe, maybe, or, her father was no longer there.

The mother's mourning sound seemed so terrible in the empty and dead room. She was hungry and thirsty, and cried out in fear.Finally, I drank that hot and disgusting liquid again, and ate that kind of meat that couldn't be chewed.However, relying on these, she survived day after day. In the dark basement, she lived in worry and despair. The days gradually passed, and gradually, she could no longer even hear her mother's cries.She huddled in a corner by herself, crying loudly, but no one responded to her.

Do you know what it's like to have your parents' corpses slowly rotting around you?
Did you know that when a person's body gradually rots and becomes stinky, there is actually a sound?

Do you know what it's like to fight for food with countless huge black rats?
You know, you know, what it's like to gnaw on a rotting, fetid carcass?

So, Qin Zhiyan, please, please don't die!

Don't let me guard your corpse, alone in this dead place, waiting for death alone.

I was never afraid of death, I was just afraid of waiting for death.

So, Qin Zhiyan, stay with me, even if no one comes to save us, we can definitely escape from this evil place.

Qing Xia carried Qin Zhiyan's body on her back, and walked slowly step by step towards the long corridor.

"cough……"

A deep coughing sound suddenly sounded in the dead air, Qing Xia's firm footsteps suddenly froze, and the breath behind her was once again panting slowly, although it was weak, it was a real panting.

Qing Xia's eyes were wide open, and the eye sockets were flushed. Finally, a large tear slowly rolled down her pale cheeks, and hit Qin Zhiyan's slender arm, making a clear and crisp sound.

"Tang...cough cough..." Before he could finish his sentence, Qin Zhiyan coughed violently again.

Qing Xia frowned tightly, walked forward firmly without saying a word.In front, there is a large expanse of darkness like thick ink. Under your feet, there is a piece of solid ice that has been solidified for thousands of years. Behind you, is a collapsed and broken scene of fire. On your back, is Qin Zhiyan, who has repeatedly rescued herself. Qing Xia suddenly felt , even if there is no way to go to heaven or no way to go to earth like this, she can still go on firmly.

"Tang..." Qin Zhiyan's voice was weak, as weak as ashes, like a candle in the wind, which might go out at any time.

"I... didn't sleep." Qin Zhiyan said with difficulty: "I'm tired...you..."

"It's okay," Qing Xia whispered, shaking her head slowly, "As long as you stay with me, it's fine."

"Qin Zhiyan, we can definitely go out and hold on." Qing Xia said firmly.

"En." Qin Zhiyan's deep and mellow voice sounded like the warm waves of the sea, rolling up layers of golden sand on the beach, "I will not die...I will be with...with you... "

"Qin Zhiyan, you are a prince and a rich man, you must treat me to a good meal when you go out." A clear female voice sounded in the darkness, with a hint of a forced smile.

On Qin Zhiyan's pale cheeks, there was an abnormal rosiness, and he nodded foolishly: "Okay."

"I don't have a place to live yet. In order to save your life, you have to buy me a big house."

"it is good."

"I still want a lot of money. I don't want to run around anymore. I want to start my own business and make a lot of money."

"it is good."

"You will be my backer, and I will be a profiteer who bullies others, and specializes in bullying the good and the weak to make the country rich."

"it is good."

No matter how long the road is, there will be an end.

The heavy stone door was finally opened, Qing Xia's hands were bloody and bloody, and she knelt limply in front of the door, looking at the shocking scene in front of her, she felt that all these things were as absurd as a big dream.

What appeared in front of her was a golden world.

There are golden sands all over the place, shining with a dazzling luster, as far as the eye can see, it is all golden.All around were brightly lit, and the South China Sea whale oil lamps had been burning silently for an eternity, illuminating the golden sands all over the place with dazzling brilliance.On the golden desert, a simple and unsophisticated palace stands on it. Every brick and every tile is carved out of gold. It is desolate and simple, but rich and noble.

Qin Zhiyan's words rang out in Qingxia, cold ice in the north, fierce fire in the south, loess in the west, green wood in the east.Is this the loess temple in the west?

"Be careful!" A low voice suddenly sounded behind him, Qing Xia was taken aback, and turned his head, only to see Qin Zhiyan leaning against the wall, although his face was still pale, but it was no longer as dead as before.

"This is the Southern Loess Temple guarded by the western mirage. According to legend, the mirage lives in the sea of ​​darkness under the loess, and is good at creating dreams. Once you step into it, you will fall into a dream and never wake up. For thousands of years, There are tens of thousands of grave robbers who died in this Western Loess Temple, more than the two temples of Flame and Ice."

Qingxia didn't believe in any mirage legends, looked at Qin Zhiyan in surprise and said with a smile: "Are you okay? Are you all right?"

"Well," Qin Zhiyan said with a faint smile, "I'm sick, and I feel a little uncomfortable at that time every day, thanks to you."

After vomiting so much blood, I almost died in Huangquan, is this still a little uncomfortable?Qingxia wisely didn't say anything, but Qin Zhiyan would wake up like this, both in essence and psychologically, it was a great good thing.Qing Xia instantly let go of the burden in her heart, said with a smile: "It's good that you are well, let's go to the main hall."

"There is a problem with the orientation. Now it seems that we have to pass through the loess and green wood temple to enter the main hall." Qin Zhiyan pondered slightly.

"You're not worried about this so-called mirage dreaming, are you?"

"Aren't you worried, girl?"

Qing Xia raised her eyebrows and said: "I admit that there are indeed some unexplainable strange things in this world, but this mirage monster is a bit too nonsense. Where is the human heart? It can be determined by a mere big shell. Yes, let me say that the reason why those people died here was because they were reluctant to leave after seeing the gold everywhere. In the end, it was all demons at work."

Qin Zhiyan's eyes flashed brightly, and he said with a faint smile: "This statement is also new, but after careful consideration, it is not unreasonable."

"But we still have to be careful. Your ancestors have engaged in so many projects. Maybe there is some hidden mechanism here."

Qin Zhiyan nodded and said, "Okay."

After going through the fire and ice, Qing Xia didn't dare to be careless anymore, stood up, drew out her dagger, walked in front, and said habitually: "You follow me."

Among the bright gold, Qingxia's petite figure walked in front. Qin Zhiyan was about to stand up when he suddenly found a long white silk tied around his wrist, and the other end of the long cloth was firmly tied to the On Qing Xia's wrist.Noticing Qin Zhiyan's gaze, Qing Xia blushed, and quickly explained: "I'm afraid there may be some gossip about directions that may confuse people's hearts, so make some preparations first, even if you get lost, you can follow the rope to find it. "

That pure white rope was the auxiliary sharp weapon that destroyed the boat of Jialinghe Liqun and others that day, and cut off Yan Pingxi's head today.In the middle section, there are still large areas of mottled blood.It is bright red, very eye-catching.

Qin Zhiyan suddenly raised his head and smiled, which was different from his usual light and emotionless smile.This smile was so real that it showed in his eyes, the snow-white ribbon was tied in a knot on his wrist, Qin Zhiyan lowered his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to untie the knot.

"Hey! You..." Just as Qing Xia was about to speak, she suddenly found that Qin Zhiyan's slender fingers were so dexterous that he tied the untied rope again, but this time, it was a tight knot.

"In this way, there is no solution." Qin Zhiyan smiled, and raised his fist at Qing Xia childishly.

"Okay, let's go." Qing Xia smiled knowingly, and turned around.

The two of them, one in front of the other, slowly stepped onto the golden loess temple. In the dark, there was an ancient wind blowing gently in the air, blowing on the faces of the two of them, and in the dark corridor , there was a long wind roaring in a low and suppressed manner, echoing in all directions.

"Qin Zhiyan,"

"En?" Qin Zhiyan agreed, his voice was low and pleasant.

"The two of us walked out from here, so it's a copper stink."

Qin Zhiyan smiled, shook his head and remained silent.Seeing him talking and laughing freely, Qing Xia couldn't help being happy for a while when he was not like the critically ill man just now, no matter what, his appearance is much better than before.

(End of this chapter)