Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Zhang Qiling's good temper seemed to be limited. Perhaps it was because of his previous imprisonment that he had a deep-seated aversion to everything that touched him. He instantly grabbed the fat man's rebellious hand and clasped it around his wrist, like a wild cat with its fur standing on end, as if giving a warning.

The fat man cried out in pain and felt the other party's five fingers gradually closing in. He was afraid of hearing the sound of bones breaking.

"777...0! Fatty, my hand is going to break!"

Zhang Qiling, who had forgotten everything, froze. He seemed to have instantly turned back into the silly 70 who still thought compressed biscuits were delicious.

Perhaps it was the closeness between each other in their hearts that awakened the commands in their bones.

Therefore, when Zhang Qiling, this cold man, heard the fat man crying in pain, he was obviously stunned for a moment. He was like a baby who had just learned to suck from his cradle. He didn't realize that his strength was just like an elephant trying to hurt an ant compared to others.

"Zhang Qiling." He said his own name in a cold voice, rejecting the fat man's name for him.

Then he let go of the other person, but it was too late, the bruise on the fat man's wrist had already appeared.

He only allowed the fat man to touch him for a while because he felt inexplicably familiar with him, but he felt that they were only touching him at the moment, and he was uncomfortable with this offensive feeling, so he became rough.

But he did not realize the limit of his own strength, so he lowered his eyes in self-blame, his eyes moving with a look of indifference and awkwardness, wanting to get closer, but also fearing the alienation of the crowd.

The fat man rubbed his wrist. He was so rough that he didn’t hear the specific tone of the words: "Is this your name? How come you look the same as this little brother, and even have the same name?! Ouch... Fatty, my wrist..."

"It's not Qi, it's Qi. Fatty used the second tone." Wu Yu obviously caught the difference of one word.

Zhang Qiling doesn't remember all his memories.

He only remembered his own name, but he also remembered the sense of security that Wu Yu, Fatty and Zhang Qiling brought him. This familiar yet strange feeling made him want to get closer to them, but he also wanted to get away because of the instinct of fear.

But Wu Yu patted the fat man and said, "This is not important." Then he tried to pass the thing over, "Are you injured or feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

When Zhang Qiling came out, he found that his hands were covered with scars, but they were far less noticeable than the pain in his neck.

It wasn't that the pain was severe, but his desire to be properly bandaged by Wu Yu before entering the sect was too strong.

Zhang Qiling, who had lost his memory, subconsciously touched that place when he heard Wu Yu's words. Perhaps after leaving the bronze door, everything would be restored to its original state, so the wound covered by clothes naturally thought that he had just been injured.

Therefore, the cut on the neck has not yet scabbed over, and because of Zhang Qiling's touch, the blood flowed again and soaked the cloth, but it was not obvious because the cloth was dark.

Zhang Qiling was standing two steps higher than the three of them. He could see it clearly at this moment, but he pulled up his hood, pretending not to care.

He was the one who caused the injury. The black gold ancient knife was sharp. Although it was not fatal, he still felt guilty. It was not difficult to apologize, but looking at the other party's strange expression, he always felt that such a thing should not be blurted out at this moment.

Wu Yu was already behind the fat man. He moved his gaze to the knife wound on Zhang Qiling's neck that was wrapped up. After seeing that the other party touched it again, he let the blood flow without caring. For a moment, he frowned as if he felt the same way.

In fact, Wu Yu had already seen Zhang Qiling's wound after being awakened by the fat man's kiss in the tomb with the golden furnace. However, he was caught up in his emotions at that time and could not extricate himself, and supported the other party to leave when they entered the corridor.

The former was unintentional, while the latter was calculated.

This made him trick Zhang Qiling, and thus completely destroyed his chance of making amends.

After entering the bronze door, no one knew what hidden injuries were inside. Wu Yu only remembered to bandage the other party now, but it was indeed too late. In addition, Zhang Qiling had already bandaged him, and his body was filled with a distant aura, so he did not dare to do anything for a while.

So in the narrow tunnel, only a blood-stained hand squeezed out from the fat man's side. There was gauze and iodine on the hand. It seemed that there was no need to carefully identify it. Even if the objects were blocking it, it could be seen that it was someone else's blood-stained hand that held Wu Yu's five fingers, but now it was dry.

But Zhang Qiling had forgotten that he was the one who held the other person's hand.

"No need." Zhang Qiling didn't care whose hand it was and just refused lightly.

They didn't want to force it, as they always felt that something had changed, but they didn't dare to ask Zhang Qiling.

However, the young man at the highest point was most familiar with Zhang Qiling's current condition. "You don't remember what happened after you left that door, right?"

When Zhang Qiling heard the other person talking, he felt that the voice was particularly familiar. He looked up and found that except for the little yellow chicken down jacket, the rest of the person's clothes were the same as his.

"Yeah." He responded.

"No way, how could this guy also lose his memory?" The fat man looked puzzled.

“Retrograde amnesia.”

After Wu Yu finished saying this, several people walked all the way up and finally arrived at another secret room.

Obviously, this secret room is bigger than the ones outside, but it has no gorgeous decorations. In the distance opposite the door, there is a huge underground waterfall. Looking up, the whole light is illuminated by the subtly restless blue ghost light in the middle of the ceiling.

The light source was dim, and in fact the general structure of the room could not be seen clearly until the flashlight illuminated the surrounding walls, which were all filled with tiny skeletons. They were still the size of children under three years old, but some of them had bones as big as enlarged fingers hanging underneath their bodies.

"He Luoyu..." Wu Yu looked at the spliced ​​bones.

The fat man licked his lips. This was not because he was attracted by the deliciousness. He glanced at it and complained, "This is where the experiment is being done. I wonder which local tyrant is doing this kind of evil thing!"

This scene reminded the fat man of the not-so-beautiful Heluo fish splicing monster, and it was so disgusting that he felt nauseous even thinking about it.

"Indeed, compared with the tombs we entered before, this tomb is really disgusting," Wu Yu replied.

There was no coffin in the middle, but a huge water coffin. Several people swept the light in their hands over it, and turbid green sewage was floating in it, with skeletons that had been eaten away floating in pieces. The things that were originally locked inside were gone, and it was unknown whether it was a living thing or a dead thing.

"That thing escaped." Zhang Qiling continued, "We saw it."

The five meters of tentacles that were chopped into pieces in the original corridor were finally remembered at this moment and had some sense of existence.

"Logically speaking, as a tomb raider, I must open the coffin if I see it, but this tomb is so fucking weird, even weirder than Wu Yao's!" The fat man was strangled by the backpack behind him. The weight inside came entirely from the food and most of the bombs. Now that there was not a penny in the bag, he was naturally in a bad mood.

"I don't agree with what you said! Fatty, why are you targeting me?" Wu Yu was walking in front, turned around with disapproval, and tapped the fat man's forehead with a little force.

Wu Yi saw a hand lifting the backpack behind the fat man. The fat man turned around in a hurry but only saw that Zhang Qiling was just curious about the things in his bag.

Like a cat stealing fish, Zhang Qiling had already stolen the biscuits in his bag without hearing the sound of the zipper opening. However, the black cat that stole the biscuits did not look hungry. He just put his hand into his clothes pocket and took out an identical biscuit to compare.

It was as if he had seen it for the first time. After comparing, he returned the remaining biscuits in his pocket and all the things he had just stolen to the fat man.

This wave of operations made the fat man a little confused, "7... Brother Qi Ling, it's okay if you're hungry. I have plenty of these compressed biscuits, so feel free to take them."

Zhang Qiling shook his head, indicating that he was not hungry, "No need."

As he was walking, he heard the sound of the plastic bag in his pocket rubbing against each other. The food in everyone's backpack had been distributed uniformly, but the fat man was strong enough to carry it, so he took the initiative to share some of Wu Yi's compressed biscuits and water.

The guy had to carry a backpack and fight, so he obviously just carried the scabbard diagonally. Naturally, the sound of the fat man's backpack attracted all of Zhang Qiling's attention.

He was sure that he knew the three people, but he had forgotten everything and could only confirm it in this way.

Zhang Qiling went around to the back of the water coffin. There was a wooden ladder behind the coffin. It was probably raised by people in ancient times to let the creatures climb up and feed them more conveniently. Now he climbed up and looked into the water coffin. The stench of a rotting corpse hit him in the face. He confirmed that the thing inside escaped from the top and pushed open the coffin lid, but the coffin lid also disappeared with it.

"Find the secret door." Zhang Qiling said after coming down.

The passage that could allow it to exit this place was not the narrow staircase. Zhang Qiling was sure that the first blood coffin was not a successful experiment, because that thing had turned into a blood corpse, and during the battle it completely relied on its own instincts to attack 70 (Zhang Qiling) at that time.

The thing that was originally locked in this water coffin was obviously intelligent. It had fled timidly after being defeated in its first battle with Zhang Qiling in the corridor.

Its size must be beyond human imagination. If it was just a simple Hero fish, it could easily squeeze through the gap through the octopus's soft body. However, it has the upper body of a human. The two things are combined together. I wonder whose brain they are sharing?