Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Zhang Qiling's recovery speed was faster than Yan Buchun had expected, so they went to Yu Village to recuperate in advance, and Qingru's proper treatment did not leave any scars on their bodies.

However, the only downside is that Zhang Qiling's memory has become extremely poor.

He knew himself, but could not remember the people around him or his past memories. He needed Yan Bucun to chew up those things and feed them to him bit by bit every day. However, the capacity of his brain core seemed to be only able to store information about Wu Yu. Later, he also became interested in the fat man.

But no matter what, Zhang Qiling has never reacted much to the events around him, such as Chaoxu's neglect and Xiangyang's flattery. He can clearly distinguish the two, but is too lazy to deal with them. However, Yan Bucun is someone who can approach him and communicate normally, but he is only remembered.

Rather than listening to Yan Bucun's daily questions about what she wanted to eat, Zhang Qiling preferred to listen to him talk about what kind of people Wu Yu and Fatty were. In the eyes of Qingru, an outsider with a clear mind, both of them were moths that would never give up until they turned into ashes.

What Zhang Qiling rushed towards was the fire rack where Wu Yu and the fat man were tied up, and what killed Yan Bucun was the flame named Zhang Qiling.

"I don't know the details of your first meeting, so I can only tell you what I know." Yan Bucun described in detail what he had observed about Wu Yu, "For you, he and his companions went to Laoai Village in Yunnan without hesitation. Then, I played the role of Yan Guifu and actually met him in Changbai Mountain.

He came for you, and there was someone else mixed in, that person was Zhang Qiling,

But Wu Yu's lack of loyalty does not mean that he is not obsessed with you, but it is the illusion created by the Yan family that made him do those things... I am already trying my best to find a way to remove the control of that thing, don't worry."

Zhang Qiling was lying on the bed, Ren Qingru observing his body. He blinked his eyes and listened to Yan Bucun's words like a storm, but the only one he cared about was Wu Yu. Like a baby bird's dependence and fanaticism on its mother, this love was enough for him to ignore all information about himself.

"Silly." Finally, Zhang Qiling leaned his back on the soft pillow and commented on Wu Yu.

But after hearing this, Yan Bucun had to continue to narrate other people's stories in the calmest tone. He was a man who had no status to be jealous. He could only sit here and look at Zhang Qiling, and because of his words, he would reminisce about a person who was no longer here.

The knuckles of the clasped hands were slightly white due to the force applied. Yan Bucun's suppressed emotions were clearly reflected in his arms, which were gradually bulging with blue veins. However, he could only give the best evaluation considerately, "Wu Yu is indeed a silly child, acting on impulse and without regard for the consequences, but in the end, everyone will be moved by his innocence."

Zhang Qiling also felt some joy because of his words, but there was no sign of it on his face. He was still the same person with a cold appearance and little desire to speak. It was just that his soul body, which had changed from growing mushrooms in the corner at the beginning, had changed to twiddling its fingers foolishly inside, as if trying hard to suppress the joy.

After Zhang Qiling recovered completely, Yan Bucun bought two new sets of equipment for tomb-diving because he couldn't persuade him. He couldn't change the fact that Zhang Qiling loved Wu Yu, but he could naturally take the position beside her during the years of companionship.

However, whether it was due to amnesia or something else, Zhang Qiling finally became like a rebellious child and completely got rid of the characteristics of Zhang Qiling. Perhaps it was because he heard that the person Wu Mi was obsessed with was very similar to himself, so he simply changed everything.

Zhang Qiling is now using the double blades that Xiangyang has just forged and is wearing a shiny white windbreaker. His hair has grown rapidly to the level of his collarbone in the past two months. If you only look at his face and ignore his height, at first glance, people would really think he is a little girl. Of course, you can't look closely. Although he is beautiful, he is a man after all.

As for Zhang Qiling, he did not care too much about his changes. He did not keep staring at the mirror. He sat in the co-pilot seat, with all his attention focused on the red jade bead in his palm. The red line extending from it led them to their destination.

Yan Bucun actually felt that collecting red jade beads was a good thing. After all, this was the topic he discussed with Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qiling from the very beginning. Now that the old matter was brought up again, he followed Zhang Qiling's wishes. At the same time, he could also use Xiaocun's plan to strengthen his own power to counterattack him. Since he couldn't absorb the soul himself, wouldn't it be fine if he let Xiaocun deal with it and then take it over?

Reasonable snatch,

Yan Bucun felt that he had become accustomed to being a robber.

"Stop." Zhang Qiling suddenly said, and then turned his gaze to the window. It is spring now, and the leaves in the forest are not bright, but the climate in Yunnan is much milder than that in the north.

Yan Bucun stepped on the brake at the right time, turned off the accelerator, got out of the car, took out the bag from the trunk and put it on his back neatly. He was growing very fast, but because his height was constantly increasing, his weight could not keep up, so he looked emaciated at this time.

Looking at Yan Bucun, who was carrying a bag twice bigger than himself, Zhang Qiling finally got off the car, turned around, and for the first time pulled himself away from paying attention to Hong Yuzhu, and stretched out his hand to share the other's weight.

"Thank you." Yan Bu's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum. He didn't understand why his courage became smaller after he shrunk.

However, despite all his tricks, Zhang Qiling never understood them.

So, Zhang Qiling just carried the bag full of dry food and water, walked on the dirt road, used his hands to push aside the sparse weeds, and moved forward little by little.

Speechless all the way.

The red jade bead must be in the tomb. Zhang Qiling has always had this intuition based on the experience imprinted in his body. The path in the forest and the mountains is not easy to walk on. It is probably because there is a waterfall pouring down all year round above Yu Village, which makes this place always moist.

However, as Zhang Qiling walked, he still paid attention to the footsteps of Yan Bushun behind him. For some reason, he felt that the other party had become weaker, his physical strength could not keep up, and his legs were not fast enough.

Even though Yan Bucun was carrying the lighter of the two bags, Zhang Qiling still felt like he was bullying a child.

However, Zhang Qiling really didn't know how to express verbal comfort or encouragement. He would just slow down his pace again and again so that the other party could catch up without any effort.

Zhang Qiling walked like this, but unknowingly came to a branch of the river. The clear water made him feel very shallow, as if the water was not even as deep as his ankles. But the surroundings were too quiet, without even the rustling of the wind...

"What's wrong?" Yan Bugun overestimated his body. Now he stopped beside Zhang Qiling and could only let his chest rise and fall continuously, and take a deep breath of air to suppress the bloody smell in his throat.

Zhang Qiling stared at the gurgling water in the river. It was clear and bright. There was clearly nothing there, but this person said, "There is something."

"What is that?" Yan Bushun's perception is now unused as much as possible, so he cannot see the surrounding situation clearly. However, he used his soul to conjure a red line and put it on Zhang Qiling's wrist to ensure that he would not lose the other party.

Zhang Qiling did not answer him immediately, but quickly picked up the stone. At the same time, a snake seemed to have anticipated his action and suddenly jumped out of the water.

He was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He clamped the stone with his hair-bone fingers and threw it in an instant, and it caught the snake's bloody mouth with extreme accuracy!

As the snake tried its best to spit out the stone but failed, its head was heavy and its tail was light, so it fell back into the water. Zhang Qiling stared at it carefully as it disappeared, but found that this kind of snake actually possessed a certain degree of mimicry. To be more precise, like chameleons or octopuses, they had the ability to change color in dangerous situations.

Zhang Qiling briefly explained the situation to Yan Bucun, "Snake, something's wrong, it's changing color."

After hearing this, Yan Bugun was so angry that his teeth were about to break. Wasn’t this part of Yan Guangxin’s failed products?

It's true. After people left, they didn't even take good care of these pets. They ran all over the mountains and even merged into the flowing water. What about the drinking water used by the villagers living at the foot of the mountain every day? Is it considered bullying them because they can't see?

"Habitat." Zhang Qiling meant that, according to his observation, this group of mutated snakes did not go down the mountain, but regarded this place as their own territory. Presumably, compared to those bipedal beasts that were giant compared to them, they might be more interested in other prey in the mountains.

But Zhang Qiling didn't think that the sudden appearance of the snake was a coincidence. He never believed in probability, and he didn't understand how much this delicacy of his was like the tempting flesh of Monk Tang.

He just drew his knife and slowly continued to approach the river.

The red jade bead hanging on its neck emitted a certain burning sensation, as if reminding him that he was about to reach the designated location. This time, Zhang Qiling held the knife and waited for a long time, but the snake did not attack again. When he wanted to get closer, he was stopped by Yan Bucun.

"Aqi, do you believe me?" Yan Bucun would always ask Zhang Qiling for his opinion as soon as he came up with a solution.

Zhang Qiling looked at him and nodded.

After getting approval, Yan Bucun switched positions with Zhang Qiling. He stretched out his left hand, with the other hand still in his pocket. Countless red lines quickly emerged from his five fingers. Those lines rushed into the water, stirring up the water snakes hidden inside.

Zhang Qiling, who was beside him, could only look at the snakes, whose skin had returned to its original scarlet color, and whose scales were broken and flying due to the beating of the red lines. They kept jumping out in pain due to Yan Bucun's attacks, and were quickly dismembered the moment they came out of the water.

Their blood did not pollute the river, but was all gathered by the inch-long red line, and then dispersed, dripping a few drops on the grass on the shore. The area was not large, so nature could degrade it faster.

"Jump." After Yan Bucun had dealt with all the snakes, he suddenly retracted his arms, turned around and smiled at Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling jumped in without any hesitation. The river was more than five meters wide, and it was bottomless!

Then there was another plop, and Yan Bucun followed in.

At this moment, Hong Yuzhu seemed to sense something, and she tightened the back of Zhang Qiling's neck, strangling him, and went deeper. The faint red blush at the bottom of the water was obviously not enough to look at, so Yan Bucun took out the waterproof flashlight from his pocket, pulled the corner of Zhang Qiling's clothes, and illuminated the way for him.

There seems to be a slightly tilted bronze building under the water, but from Zhang Qiling's keen observation, it is very likely that this was originally a palace on the ground, but it collapsed as a whole due to plate movement in an unknown year.

Zhang Qiling swam closer and searched for the entrance. The water plants outside the palace were dense, which made his exploration with his finger extremely difficult. Fortunately, his body's instinctive familiarity with the tomb allowed him to successfully find a round, sunken hole.

He pressed the red jade bead in, and the entire tilted and dilapidated palace seemed to have regained its former glory. The mechanisms that had been dormant here finally came to life, and continued to vibrate across who knows how many light years.

In an instant, Zhang Qiling clearly saw a door open, and inside, there was oxygen sealed, causing water to rush in uncontrollably, creating a huge suction force in the entire underground!

He could only feel himself falling under the pull of the river water. Before he was about to be dragged in, he quickly retrieved the jade bead he had just put there.

At this time, Yan Bugun was still worried, clutching Zhang Qiling's clothes tightly, fearing that they would be separated from each other. Until he survived the suffocation caused by his brain losing control, he heard the sound of his body falling to the ground, which made him realize that he was actually lying in Zhang Qiling's arms. He was so scared that he jumped up immediately.

"Aqi?" Yan Bucun was very cautious, fearing that he had just crushed Zhang Qiling.

At this time, Zhang Qiling felt that the red jade bead on his chest was no longer hot, but the dense red lines in front of him prevented him from seeing Yan Bucun's position clearly. He stood up on his own, but was pulled accurately by Yan Bucun. His body swayed and then stabilized. Zhang Qiling felt the thin hand in his palm pull out in an instant. It was enough to be able to lock the other party's position. He didn't want to be like conjoined twins, constantly pulling with Yan Bucun.

Yan Bucun didn't seem to have much reaction. Even if he did, Zhang Qiling might not be able to see it through the dense red lines, because the whole space was filled with rich red, like blood in a bowl. This color almost blinded Zhang Qiling's eyes.

So, he drew the knife from his waist. A touch of coldness made his black and white eyes flash with a sharpness. For some reason, Zhang Qiling had an urge to smear blood on the snow-white blade...

But who knew that Yan Bucun seemed to have seen through Zhang Qiling's thoughts at this time. He tugged at the other's clothes to explain his presence, and then he gave a very serious scientific popularization, "These red lines are a test from Yan Guangshan to the Yan family. They cannot be eliminated by external forces. The red jade beads here will continuously provide the energy needed for these blocking lines. I know how to deal with them."

After saying that, Yan Bucun stepped forward and touched a red line in front of him, which was at the center of his vision, with his fingertips. The moment the two sides touched each other, all the red lines quickly retreated like an octopus that was scalded!

From a barely perceptible spot underground, there was a sound of failure and shattering of a kiln being fired.

At this time, Zhang Qiling, with the help of Yan Buyun, was able to see the entire picture of the tomb. The dome was sharp and inverted triangle-shaped, like a wolf's fang hanging above his head. In front of the two of them stood a huge disc, engraved with some strange and completely irregular combinations of characters.

Zhang Qiling looked at them quietly for a long time, then, with his fingertips flying, he picked out a few that he liked and pressed them.

In fact, Yan Bucun didn't ask Zhang Qiling why he knew, why he did it, and why he was not afraid that he was wrong?

These questions were too stupid for the other party. Moreover, I knew Zhang Qiling. He would not risk his life in such a small place before seeing Wu Yu in person.

What an enviable persistence.

Yan Bugun thought so, but tried hard to hold back. He just gripped the corner of Zhang Qiling's clothes tighter and tighter. The largest golden ring on the disk began to rotate rapidly, and the block-like text that did not seem to belong to any era began to move constantly.

【My True Heart】

But at this moment, Yan Bugun's pupils trembled slightly. He did not use his perception, but he saw clearly that the words pressed down by Zhang Qiling were attached with the white phosphorus hidden by Yan Guangxin thousands of years ago. It once again ignited the flame of that era between the lines, and what was contained there was a gorgeous color that was hard to look away from.

Scarlet, hot, clear,

It's like a real heart beating.

Once upon a time, this kind of absolute color only appeared when Yan Guangshan was still Yan Xiaonan's beloved younger brother Yan Ran. That year, he carefully prepared this set of fireworks tricks to welcome Yan Xiaonan's return from the victory.

The young Yan Ran was once on the stage, wearing a moon-white dance costume made of heavenly silk. He waved his long sleeves, thousands of red silks fluttered, drums and music were loud, and as everything reached its climax, the golden rings on the outer periphery of the circular stage would instantly emit the most stunning fireworks in the world. The fire snakes and dragons floating in the night sky seemed to swallow Yan Ran whole.

It is the ultimate...beauty that is infinitely close to death.

Yan Bucun had never thought that after Yan Ran became Yan Guang's assistant, this stage that had long been destroyed in the Yan family would reappear in this unrelated experimental tomb. Moreover, this thought was no longer buried deep underground, but was completely soaked in water.

A so-called true heart is hidden in a place where it can never be seen. It would be strange if Yan Xiaonan could see it.