Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

70 was affected by the bronze bell, but because his memory was blank, this required the use of self-fear or other emotions, which he had very little of.

Of course, there may be sweet dreams too.

He shook off the powder on his hands, looked at the fat man who was embarrassedly apologizing to Wu Yu, Wu Yu who was rubbing his red and swollen eyes and couldn't get out, and Zhang Qiling who had returned to normal, and nodded slightly.

There are sweet dreams.

In the illusion, Wu Yu was bandaging himself. He was furious and wanted to scold himself, but he took back his words and softened his tone. The fat man was happily putting compressed biscuits in his hand, saying that he would make himself fat after getting out of this tomb. Zhang Qiling was leaning against him, watching him finish the biscuits, and then handed him a bottle of mineral water.

dream.

I really want to do it again...

"Are you okay?" Zhang Qiling's tone contained an urgency that he himself hadn't noticed.

The fat man recovered quickly. After all, judging from his state after he fell into hallucination, getting married should not be a nightmare. Wu Yu cried miserably, hugging Zhang Qiling like a hungry child, "I saw that Third Uncle doesn't want me anymore... He doesn't want me anymore, wuwuwu."

Wu Di has been stuck in the journey of looking for his third uncle. He is not afraid of not finding his third uncle, but he is afraid that his third uncle will give up on him first, so his nightmare can really make people cry.

But 70 stared at Zhang Qiling's face, which had not yet regained its color, in a daze.

Could he show a look of fear like that?

Just like imitating his smile, can I also have those emotions?

After everyone calmed down, 70 quickly jumped down from the brown-red coffin, and after a careful inspection below, he quickly climbed up: "There is a passage."

Then he paused, imitating Zhang Qiling's usual manner:

"It's safe, you can go down."

He wanted to be a shield in front of them.

Even once.

Zhang Qiling nodded, and Wu Yi finally moved his hand away from Zhang Qiling's shoulder, where his remaining tears could be clearly felt.

The fat guy was worried. At first he was afraid that it was because of his teasing that Tian Zhen made the other person angry. Later, when he heard the voice of "Third Uncle", he realized that he was so insecure. So he secretly stuffed a lot of compressed biscuits and a piece of chocolate that he didn't want to eat into Tian Zhen's bag, preparing to give him a surprise at dinner time.

The space below was not large, but after walking along the road for a long time, the fat man frowned and looked at the yellow chicken mark on the wall. "No, this is the third time we have seen this mark, right?"

"You remembered it wrong, Fatty. This is the fourth time I've seen it. We've been going in circles." Wu Yu was looking at the little yellow chicken carved by Fatty himself and was lost in thought.

Then he continued, "Do you see any problem, little brother?"

"It's moving." Zhang Qiling and 70 said at the same time. "It's not that we are going in circles, but the road has disappeared."

Either it's a mechanism or that thing.

70 stepped out first, "I'll go explore the way."

Zhang Qiling, however, was somewhat disapproving and wanted to grab 70's shoulder to try to stop him, but Wu Yu hesitated and opened his mouth, interrupting Zhang Qiling's action.

"Be careful on the road." Wu Yu said.

70 walked straight into the corridor without hesitation. He disappeared without a trace in an instant before he even reached the end.

If this was the brother who understood them, he would never leave them alone, but if this was the brother they understood, they would never let him leave alone.

The fat man smacked his lips for the first time and said nothing. It seemed that time would only make them prefer one person more.

But they seemed to have forgotten that it was because of Zhang Qiling that 70 would give his back to him without reservation.

he knows,

He would do everything he could to protect them.

The road under his feet did not change. He moved forward with the fat man's spare flashlight. All around him were figurines embedded in the wall, wrapped in dusty white cloth, with blush and lip balm on their faces like big apples, exuding a refreshing sweet fragrance and a subtle corpse stench. Finally, when he turned into the next intersection, he finally discovered a pattern.

The number…the number of figurines is wrong.

When we first started, the terracotta warriors were four on the left and three on the right, but now they are three on the left and four on the right, but what is this mechanism? Could it be...

He stopped in front of the terracotta warrior, looked at the terracotta warrior without eyes, and poked its eyes with his finger. The terracotta warrior instantly let out a wail, broke free from the cloth strips all over its body, revealing its dark and rotten body. The stench could no longer be covered up.

But the moment it saw 70, it did not choose to attack but wrapped itself up again like putting on clothes, and even patted its two red cheeks with its hands. I thought it was a little girl tidying up her appearance. Then, somehow, after it returned to the groove that accommodated itself, the whole wall began to move closer to the other wall.

It seemed as if it was going to crush 70 into a paper man, but it was so slight that it was hardly noticeable. He pulled himself free and was squeezed onto the newly formed road.

Perhaps this is why they closed the road when they came out, and then kept pulling out a new road from it like playing a stick-pulling game and then putting the stick back, making it look like the road originally existed but disappeared the next time they came. But in fact, no matter which way they go, the road will become a cycle returning to the starting point.

Let its source stop.

70 This idea came into my mind.

Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Mi in confusion, wondering why 70 was let go alone.

The fat man patted Zhang Qiling's shoulder, not using much strength: "He has the same skills as you, brother, so you can put your heart at ease!"

"He will definitely find his own way to get out, don't worry." Wu Yu nodded.

The three of them did not wait there, but walked into the corridor together. After a brief observation, Zhang Qiling also discovered the details of the merger of the two walls.

70 knew that running in the corridor was a thankless task. The pain came back, as if it had been getting worse since the illusion. He leaned against the wall and seemed to see a hole under the groove of a terracotta figure in his mind, but that terracotta figure was no different from all the other terracotta figures.

"Three, four, four, three..."

As he recited, his lips and teeth trembled, the pain became more obvious, a thin layer of sweat climbed up his forehead, and his face became paler and paler.

70 seemed to be dreaming again. In his memory, he was getting closer and closer to the corridor. In his mind, he took a look around and finally landed on the second terracotta warrior from the left.

"Young man, how do you distinguish them? Is it by the number of terracotta warriors? This is all I can see at the moment..." Wu Yu asked like a curious baby.

A corridor with four on the left and three on the right will also become three on the left and four on the right if you enter from the opposite side. It is simply impossible to distinguish between left and right.

The point is not the number of figurines...

No, it hurts so much that he can hardly remember it.

Finally he found the only figurine with subtle differences.

Has he been here?

wrong.

That wasn't him, maybe it was just a memory belonging to someone else.

70's consciousness returned to reality in an instant, and he fell to the ground with no strength. The black gold ancient sword made a buzzing sound as if it sensed something, which stimulated him to gather his strength again and crawl towards a corridor.

He wanted to carve a mark 7 at the foot of the second terracotta warrior, but found that there was already a mark here. It was not him, it was not him who came here!

With difficulty he deepened the notch.

Then, just as in the dream, 70 moved the figurine away and the whole person fell into the cave.

There was a low-frequency, barely perceptible bronze bell sound on the figurine, and he almost heard it the first time he dragged his weak body. This bell sound had not been heard in the previous four circles...

Mother and child bell?

Zhang Qiling, who had sensed the low-frequency bronze bell sound, was also walking towards this side. Just when he was about to leave a mark, he found that there was already a 7 here.

The engraving is messy, but even after so many years, the power remains the same...

It is a double-layered number 7. The bottom layer has traces from who knows how many years ago, while the ones above are new traces that are equally weak and stubborn.