Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"What do you need?" Zhang Qiling landed steadily on the ground.

No one can accept kindness without reason. Both Zhang Qiling and he understood this, so Zhang Qiling asked about the conditions first.

Zhang Qiling's vision was a little blurry, and he couldn't see the other person clearly. It took a long time for his dilated pupils to focus on Zhang Qiling again.

He hesitated for a long time before saying, "I want to remember."

He and Zhang Qiling are distinguished by their memories. As a replica of Zhang Qiling, he is the same as Zhang Qiling only in material terms, such as his body and abilities, but he does not have even a single bit of the memory he wants most.

That is a product that can only be created by the soul, and this empty and scarce container cannot be possessed out of thin air.

Can the soul be materialized?

But he had no other choice but to ask Zhang Qiling for it. The blood from his heart was still flowing down and it didn't coagulate for a long time. It dripped onto the ground along his thin muscles. It seemed that he had some blood disorder.

But that thing left him with one last ability.

【God’s Gift】

It is God who is willing to give believers what they desire most, and believers must also offer God everything he wants.

"I don't want to steal your current memories." He didn't want to be a despicable thief. Those past memories belonged to Zhang Qiling.

He said, “I want to share future memories with you.”

Although Zhang Qiling tried hard to understand the other party's train of thought, he still couldn't figure it out. But being able to get out was enough, so Zhang Qiling walked towards him without hesitation.

Suddenly, a scale made of meteorite jade appeared above their heads. A thin silk thread was drawn out from Zhang Qiling's body and placed on one end of the scale, while Zhang Qiling looked at the miniature version of the bronze door falling on the other end of the scale.

It was obvious that the bronze door seemed to be heavier, causing the balance to tilt greatly, but when Zhang Qiling took a look at it, it slowly leveled out.

Its god was telling it that the value of something is not wealth, but its weight in the heart of god. Zhang Qiling's future memories were of Wu Di's strong curiosity that kept asking Zhang Qiling a hundred thousand questions, of the fat man busy in the kitchen with a freshly slaughtered chicken, scolding Wu Di for not picking the vegetables cleanly, and of the man with black glasses who was pulling passers-by at the door of Wushanju and forcing them to have blind massages for money, and who also tried to stop a man in a pink suit to promote himself as a hexagonal warrior.

A lot... There are too many people in his future who will support him and keep going.

After the transaction was completed, the bronze door was opened, and Zhang Qiling walked away without hesitation. This time he just lost his memory after entering the fake bronze door and forgot the existence of Zhang Qiling. When he came out again, he found that only two years had passed. After going down the mountain to reorganize, he met Wu Yu and Fatty.

And now the repetitive life trajectory has made Zhang Qiling, who succeeded in the transaction at that time, unaware that the moment they walked out of the bronze door, for Zhang Qiling and him, the memory of the past was equivalent to the future.

They just walked the old road again, but thought that it was the long river of the future and that they had the extraordinary ability to predict the future, but those were clearly things that had happened before.

This transaction,

Only Zhang Qiling was completely deceived.

"Young man, you don't know that along the way, there always seemed to be a few people saying that they had seen you, and then they just happened to lead Fatty and I here!" Wu Yu now had the ability to judge, but for the safety of Zhang Qiling, he still rushed over even though he realized that this might be a scam. Even if there was a one in ten thousand chance, Wu Yu would believe it because of Zhang Qiling.

The fat man made an exaggerated expression: "Fortunately, I was naive and smart on the way, otherwise I would have been led away by those people's sweet words to the mountains. If my handsome face was attracted by some pretty girl, I would not be able to get to my brother!"

Then Wu Yu punched the fat man on the head with a loud bang, but it wasn’t actually heavy… He shouted, “Does that matter? Look at our little brother!!” His hands quickly gestured on the little brother’s face, and finally held Zhang Qiling’s face, “Is there nothing to eat behind the bronze door?! Look how hungry the little brother is! He has lost a lot of weight!!!”

In fact, one could not feel the time inside, and when Zhang Qiling came out, he was still the same as when he went in, without any change at all.

However, this sentence made Zhang Qiling suddenly realize something, "Behind the bronze door... I don't remember." He said this in confusion.

"Young man, you don't remember what's behind the bronze door at all?" Wu Yu let go of Zhang Qiling's face and opened his eyes wide. He thought there would be something like immortality. After all, all along the way, under the guidance of his uncle, everything started with that group of people who were crazy about immortality.

Zhang Qiling thought carefully, but felt that as soon as his mind touched the bronze door, it was like a layer of fog and he couldn't remember anything.

But the fat man bared his teeth, slapped his thigh and said, "If you can't remember, forget it. How can a fart that was released after taking off pants come back? There's nothing good behind that door. It's best if our little brother comes back safely! We'll have a few good meals here later, and then go back to Hangzhou to enjoy life in a few days!"

However, after booking a triple room in the homestay, Zhang Qiling realized something while sitting on the single bed when he saw the sun setting. He immediately picked up the knife and stood up to stop between Fatty and Wu Yu. The two of them were originally sitting on their beds with an aisle between them, but it did not affect their busy discussion at all. They were discussing whether to show off some cumin barbecue or the Northeastern style iron pot stewed goose in the evening. They were talking enthusiastically.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Wu Yu stopped talking first and looked at Zhang Qiling who was standing between him and the fat man.

Zhang Qiling was already holding a knife, ready to leave at any time, "There's a tremor outside." He thought of the collapse of the distant mountain he had just seen, and added, "There's a tomb."

The fat man got excited when he heard this. He packed his bag and stuffed everything into it, even the mineral water in the homestay. "I didn't expect that we would have such a good start as soon as we found this guy! Let's go down and get some money. We can make some money on the way to Hangzhou. It's a great deal. Brother, you are our lucky star!"

Just as they recognized each other, Zhang Qiling had already walked out of the bronze door. His wounds disappeared instantly. The defense mechanism of the fake bronze door cleared all other people's memories of him and himself. The blood eye, the deal, the balance... even everything that Wu Yu had created for him was forgotten.

So he met Black Glasses who mistook him for Zhang Qiling, and found that the ground was shaking so he jumped to the bottom of the cliff. After that, he met Wu Xie and Fatty, but the fragments he saw were not from the future, but from the gradually awakening memories of the past, which intervened and helped Zhang Qiling to kill the monster together, making it impossible for Wu Xie, who was supposed to materialize himself at this time, to create him this time, and thus accidentally rationalized his own existence.

When he returned to this place again, he finally recovered all his memories, and the rotating eyeballs were just an illusion created by the bronze door. The real red eyes had long been destroyed by him and Zhang Qiling.

He entered through this fake bronze door again.

How stupid! He has not learned his lesson after being cheated twice.