Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Hei Xia Zi looked at the snow where all traces had been cleared, and could not smell even a trace of blood, as if he was the prey that was trapped by the bronze bell formation.

He wanted to patrol, but Zhang Qiling was more anxious. The two thoughts intertwined, and he was completely dominated by the latter. Hei Xiazi ran wildly, and he almost felt that every breath he took would be painful because of the cold winter.

Hei Xia Zi kept spitting out white mist, and behind him, a person had unknowingly followed him. The other person walked very slowly and his footsteps were extremely light, but he had already keenly sensed that presence.

When he felt that he was being chased, Hei Xiazi clicked his tongue, quickly retracted his long legs, stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at the person following him.

It was an old man with a beard that was not very kind and eyes that were obviously strange. Hei Xiazi shouted in a bad mood, "Old man, what are you doing here?"

Yan Xiaonan's legs and feet are not in good condition, so he uses a crutch. Even though he is covered with layers of thick cotton-padded jacket, one can still see that his back is hunched. He only turns his pale eyes to look at people, which looks a little weird.

"My prediction has not changed for a long time." Yan Xiaonan said this inexplicably, and then slowly walked towards Hei Xia Zi and continued, "I'm here to watch the show... But you, if you don't leave now, you may never see him again in this life..."

The implication of these words made Hei Xia Zi's face turn pale. Regardless of whether he believed it or not, he started to run even more wildly. Yan Xiaonan followed him slowly at a distance of twenty meters away. He neither melted the snow nor entered the world. He really acted like a spectator sitting under the stage.

But he still turned his head inexplicably, took a look at the bronze bell formation, and let out a meaningful laugh.

Zhang Qiling felt a burning gaze on his back. He turned around and found that it was only Yan Bucun.

When he looked at them like this, Yan Buchun thought he had received an order, so he stepped forward to please them and shortened the distance between them. However, just this small movement of theirs, or something triggered by other people walking in front of them, caused the stone cave behind them to suddenly close.

Even if he was drowning in the water, he could still clearly hear the loud noise. This made Wu Yu tightly grab the coats of Li Yuchen and the fat man, and regard himself as the perfect connection point to pull the two of them. He was shivering all over because of the cold water, but he still mustered up a strong curiosity and courage and tentatively glanced at the entrance.

All the flashlights were broken and it was pitch black here, so he couldn't see anything special or unusual. But the next moment, countless glowing red eyes emerged from the water, illuminating the corridor like the dim light of sunset, but with a sense of danger as if the afterglow had not yet faded and night was about to fall.

Everyone's backs were instantly brought together, fearing that the group of creatures swimming in the water would start to attack. At the same time, the water had already covered their heads. Because the outlet was blocked, the water here continued to flow in, just like putting a person in a container, and the water would not stop until he drowned.

Zhang Qiling held his breath, endured the coldness in the water and opened his eyes. He observed these creatures and found that they were nothing more than broken eyeballs.

Moreover, perhaps because of the abundant water supply or the year-round cold weather here, these eyeballs did not show any signs of decay. Even the bloodshot and irises on them showed a beautiful gem-like luster. But when he grabbed one, he found that the crystal clearness on it was just a thin layer of ice wrapped around it.

There is no aggression in it, but more like some kind of intimidation.

Zhang Qiling was in the water, tapping Yan Bucun's shoulder and making gestures, asking him to tie up Jie Yuchen and the other two together, while he would act alone. Even though they felt restrained, they did not dare to speak. No one could guarantee that the water here was really as clean as it looked to the naked eye.

Xie Yuchen, who was standing next to Wu Yu, turned his wrists and began to study what was binding him. He rubbed it as hard as he could but felt nothing. However, the tight force was still there.

Then, Zhang Qiling began to observe the significance of the appearance of these eyeballs. The next second, he saw the eyeballs floating in the water begin to move towards one place. That place was pitch black, like a bottomless hole that swallowed up all the light emitted by the eyeballs.

He turned around, thinking about whether to take Wu Yu, Fatty and the others with him, but perhaps, the look he saw coming back was too obvious this time. It was a determination to never come back in the name of protection.

Wu Yu kicked his legs desperately, but apart from slightly muddying the clear water, there was no further change. The fat man was also trying to get closer to Zhang Qiling, but his stomach was caught in a fishing net, tied tightly.

Seeing their begging look, Zhang Qiling did not hesitate too much. He just reached out and tightened the red rope around Xie Yuchen's waist. He looked at Yan Bucun at the end of the team with deep gratitude, and then quickly pulled the three of them and swam directly to the place that was dark enough to swallow everything.

The huge impact of the water made Zhang Qiling's movement extremely difficult, and bubbles began to flow out of the corners of his mouth uncontrollably. He felt exhausted after staying in the water for so long, while the others were almost suffocated.

Life or death depends on this.

The red jade bead on the chest escaped from the collar, and the scarlet light allowed Zhang Qiling to see what the end looked like. It was a bronze door, about five meters wide and ten meters long, and there was a circular groove on the wall next to it.

Zhang Qiling was quick to press the red jade bead in. As the mechanism started, he saw with his own eyes that the ice attached to the bronze door began to melt. A boiling energy was traveling through all the dark patterns on the bronze door at an astonishing speed and with an eye-catching brightness. In the end, all that appeared was a piece of original handwriting belonging to the Yan family, with a slight break in the middle.

No...trust your eyes.

It's so confusing that one can't tell how to punctuate the sentence.

The door opened. Zhang Qiling pulled people in the front, and Yan Bucun pushed people in the back, pulling the three people who had drowned in the water and lost consciousness into the door.

The bronze door closed heavily. The water here was lying quietly in a surrounding canal, and was gradually discharged out through a suction port. Yan Bucun constructed the structure here with his perception.

As the water receded, Zhang Qiling knelt down, pried open their heads, and stretched out their mouths and noses to clear out any filth that might have been inhaled. Then he laid them flat and performed chest compressions, over and over again, which made his shoulders, which had begun to stiffen from the soaking, hurt again.

But he did not stop, and Yan Bucun was also doing first aid, taking over Li Yuchen from Zhang Qiling, and taking turns to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

My heart...is frozen and can't beat anymore.

Zhang Qiling pressed their chests back and forth, anxiously. Just when he was about to give Wu Yu and Fatty artificial respiration in turn, Xie Yuchen took a deep breath and woke up. With the help of the red light, he tried to crawl over here, "He...how are they?"

Zhang Qiling didn't have time to see Xie Yuchen's situation clearly. He was only thinking about saving Wu Yu and Fatty. Just when his lips were about to fall...

A red line was like a whip, accurately shooting left and right, hitting Wu Mi and the fat man on the head. The two men woke up immediately from the pain, their eye sockets filled with the acid from suffocation, mixed with water that would not drain away, making people mistakenly think that they were crying.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling stood up quickly, but because he moved too quickly and was distracted, he almost fell down. Fortunately, Yan Bucun ran over fast enough and held him steady in an instant. The force of another pulling on the corner of his clothes also reminded him that Wu Yutong was helping.

Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment by the support from both sides, then he quickly nodded in thanks.

Yan Buchun, on the other hand, was leisurely, retracting the red line he had just released, and shifting his gaze away from the collision with Zhang Qiling, as if nothing had happened. He even tilted his head and smiled at Wu Mi and the fat man.

Wu Yu didn't know why, but he felt a little uneasy under this gentle gaze, which made him inexplicably want to escape, but in the end, he still forced a smile in return out of politeness.

"What just happened? Why does my head hurt so much?" Wu Yu changed the subject and began to rub the painful spot on his head with some insensitivity.

The fat man next to him didn't notice Yan Bucun's abnormality at all. He just covered his head with his hands, grimacing, and changed the atmosphere. "Did the knife pull my head? Why does it hurt so much! Oh my god, it's swollen like a tapeworm!"

How could Zhang Qiling not see the movement of the red line? He looked at Yan Bucun without commenting, and shook his head again, which made the curve of Yan Bucun's mouth freeze instantly, and then the smile faded, and he urgently withdrew his hand like a child who had done something wrong.

Fortunately, Zhang Qiling didn't care too much. If it was about punishment, how could he have those concepts in his mind? He quickly searched his bag and took out the external injury medicine prepared by the young man, and then he and Xie Yuchen, who had recovered, applied the medicine to Wu Yu and the fat man, leaving Yan Bucun no room for maneuver or explanation.

"I'll help..." Yan Bucun didn't dare to compete with Zhang Qiling for the job. He just stretched out his hand and wanted to take the bandage from Xie Yuchen, but was glanced at by the other party.

It was obvious that Xie Yuchen disliked him, so he directly assigned him a task and asked him to stay away from him. "It will be done soon. Why don't you find a way out first, Mr. Yan?"

"Yeah." Zhang Qiling responded, agreeing to understand Yu Chen's exile of Yan Bucun.

Although Yan Bucun, who was assigned to the side, accepted the task reluctantly, he was really conscientious in his duty. He quickly studied the walls around him and saw the structure of the entire water system. There was a long period of melt mineralization and migration of underground volcanic rocks and basalt in Changbai Mountain, which continuously generated Tianchi water and flowed out of the ground in the form of springs.

The location we are in now is a branch of underground water, and the groundwater level is higher than that of the lake. Once the water starts to change, the entire lower level of the tomb will be flooded. This situation does not mean that we must climb up again. If it is excavated by manpower, it will be a task that cannot be accomplished by myself and this group of wounded soldiers.

They still have to find water. They have to find the mainstream from the branch, and then swim from the mainstream to the river outside the mountain. Think about it, this is another impossible task. They can't even hold their breath for so long here where the water is flooding, so how can they escape upwards?

Yan Bucun's thoughts were surging, thinking about countermeasures, but he was unknowingly attracted by a very small piece of text on the wall:

Use knowledge as a mirror and be at ease in your heart.

He rubbed his fingertips, thinking about his perception... Could it be that he was just letting himself do it based on his intuition?

Zhang Qiling came over and stopped him from being so stubborn. He pointed with his index finger at the curved roof that could no longer bear the weight because the water could not be stopped from pouring in. The roof was slowly cracking and several water lines had begun to fall straight down. Chen Shisan was right. This place was really going to collapse.

"Let's go." Zhang Qiling said.

This made Yan Bucun ask, "Where to go? I looked around, there is no way to leave, this is just..."

The fat man came over and patted Yan Bucun on the shoulder, making him swallow back all those discouraging words.

"Since brother Qi Ling is here, he must have a way. Comrade Xiao Fuzi still needs to improve his understanding of my brother Qi Ling!" The fat man joked cheerfully, looking a little funny with the square bandage on his head.

Zhang Qiling nodded, still without saying much. It was unclear whether he was admitting or responding, so he just replied with a "hmm".