Dream of Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 191

Mrs. Huo suddenly got involved in this matter. It seemed accidental, but it was inevitable. However, Mrs. Huo may not have been involved as deeply as Wu Xie.

In this way, Huo Ling, like Wu Sansheng, is also a descendant of Lao Jiumen. With Xie Lianhuan, there are three. What is the composition of the archaeological team in Xisha?

Immediately thinking about it, Wu Xie's thoughts diverged even more. He discovered that it wasn't just Huo Ling, but Chen Wenjin seemed to have the same surname as Chen Pi Asi.

Chen Wenjin, Chen Pi Asi.

Huo Ling, Mrs. Huo.

Wu Sansheng, Wu Laogou.

Untie Lianhuan, untie Jiuye.

Is this a coincidence?

It is also the old Jiumen, and it is a direct descendant of Yimen.

The more Wu Xie thought about it, the more he had a problem, definitely a problem!Brother is not a fuel-efficient lamp!

There are ten people in a team, and the backgrounds of five people are a mystery. It seems that the rest of Li Sidi are not easy to save fuel.This team was definitely not formed by accident, and it involved a lot.

Several possibilities immediately flashed through Wu Xie's mind. One is that the archaeological research institute back then may have been owned by the old nine-door joint-stock company. When, then, because of the geographical relationship in Changsha, they met together?Or, most likely, because of "a certain project", these underground families with great powers are using the name of archaeology to carry out criminal activities under the official cloak?

The heart was like lightning, and after a large piece of the puzzle was suddenly put together, the next step was at a loss. Wu Xie scratched his head, not wanting the joy of sudden realization to disappear so quickly, but Mrs. Huo asked him: "How do you know these things? of?"

Wu Xie replied seriously: "My grandfather doesn't talk much about your past years. How do I know about it? I really have a big head. Mother-in-law, I think it's fate that the two of us met today. Why don't you take a step to talk? I have to tell you something about your daughter."

Mrs. Huo's eyes flashed suddenly, and she looked at him in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Wu Xie said sincerely: "I think we can sit down and have a good chat, I'm afraid it will take some time."

The old lady Huo said with a cold face: "Boy, don't just talk about it. The old lady is making other jokes. If you dare to make this joke, I will prevent you from getting out of this gate."

Wu Xie didn't have the heart to talk back to her, and said in his heart that he wasn't acting in a costume movie, "Let's not talk nonsense, I'm done talking, I guess you have to tie me up if I want to leave."

She looked at him, but couldn't figure out where he was going. After thinking about it, she immediately signaled him to go with her.

So Wu Xie followed her out of the house, all the way to the backyard, not knowing where to go, Mrs. Huo glared at him: "This way!"

The little brother and the others are still staying in the yard, the fat man is idly observing those things that seem to be orchids, the little brother is in a daze, and Mengli, Aning, and Huo Xiuxiu are chatting about the things between girls.

Wu Xie glanced at it, and said to Mrs. Huo: "My friends all know about those things, you can let them come in together, and they can make supplements in some places."

Mrs. Huo obviously didn't care too much about those details, so she nodded, Wu Xie whistled for the fat man, and followed her into the living room.

"Wu Xie let us in!" said the fat man.

"En." Someone answered, and they walked in.

The living room is very large. It is a typical courtyard living room. It has not been renovated much. The things are very old and look a bit simple. But those who know the business know that this courtyard is now expensive in Beijing, especially some exquisite ones. This house must be It has been renovated, otherwise it is not so solid, but the renovation method is ancient renovation, and the price will be high, which also shows that this house has a background. Wu Xie even saw something similar to carved beams and painted buildings on the lintel. It looks a bit like the Forbidden City.

The fat man looked in admiration.

Wu Xie was just a little surprised, and didn't have time to flatter them. After sitting down, he immediately told them all about what they had experienced before, and said it again.

Because some details of the first incident had nothing to do with the Huo family, Mrs. Huo was a little impatient, but she endured it all the time. Wu Xie talked for a full hour, except for the part where Huo Ling became a forbidden woman, he said everything, And it's very brief.

After listening, Mrs. Huo didn't respond, but her face was a little gloomy.

Wu Xie thought she would be very excited, but she didn't expect her reaction to be very calm.

Maybe he was shocked, Wu Xie thought, so he said to himself: "Mother-in-law, I originally planned not to spread these things as much as possible, because I don't know what's going on behind the scenes, but seeing you like this, I I immediately thought of my third uncle. Although I don't know who he is, I know his pain is real, so I can't bear to hide it from you. Your daughter is probably not alive. She is Guangxi was killed."

Mrs. Huo didn't speak, but frowned at him.

"I believe that the one who came back from Guangxi is not your daughter. The reason why you feel her is because she is disguised. When you talk to her, she gives you the impression that there is still room in her room." The other person is because she is the one hiding in the room." Wu Xie said his conclusion in one breath. "This person who came back from Guangxi, she hid herself in the room. She is already an adult. As long as she avoids all intimate or large conversations with you, you have no chance to recognize her."

"Wait!" The fat man spoke from the side, "Damn, you mean, the Huo Ling from Xisha archaeology is fake, she is not Huo Ling?"

Wu Xie nodded, thinking that she was definitely not the only one. He didn't know how many people in the Xisha archaeological team were from the Zhangjialou project in Guangxi back then, and even Wenjin might be fake.This is a trick.

That's right, more than one person was replaced. They have been planning since the previous generation's Nine Gates.They are just pawns in the confrontation between the two sides of the chessboard, how can they not go.

"Why did you do this?" The fat man wondered, "What is the purpose?"

"Obviously, there are two forces in the game, and one force has replaced its own people with the other force in this way." Wu Xie said.

What he said is correct, the two forces are playing a game, regardless of life and death, they only want the final victory.

It's just that in the process of the game, there is one more variable, and it is still a huge variable.

Mrs. Huo ignored Wu Xie, with a very strange expression on her face. She only took a sip of tea, paused, and then asked: "During all the process you just said, there was a person with a unicorn tattoo on his body all the time. Where is this person next to you now?"

Wu Xie froze for a moment, but didn't react immediately.

The fat man took the lead at this time, patted the little brother immediately and said: "Isn't this him? The little brother is a god, better than toilet water. Of course, such a good thing should be carried with you."

Unexpectedly, when Mrs. Huo heard this, she seemed to be shocked. She immediately raised her head, looked at the younger brother, stood up, and walked straight to the younger brother.

"it's him?"

Wu Xie nodded, looking at Mrs. Huo's expression, he suddenly felt bad.

Mrs. Huo was trembling all over, and said to the little brother, "Let me see your hand." As she spoke, she grabbed the little brother's hand, and after only one glance, she took a few steps back, her face ashen.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Huo knelt down at once, and even Huo Xiuxiu, who had been waiting by her side, knelt down without understanding what was going on.

Do you think I'm not afraid of anything?

In fact, I am afraid of pain, afraid of the dark and afraid of being alone.

It's just that no one cares, and one can only bear it silently.

——Mengli

(End of this chapter)