Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Meteorite jade will not really change the scene according to people's imagination. It only contains the secret of immortality. The human-faced tree is just an image of the past produced by the strange magnetic field of this place.

Those things were all fake, so Hei Xia Zi was not injured. Judging from his common sense, the Buddhist osmanthus was indeed in the wall. He spoke a lot of half-truths and half-lies just to deceive Zhang Qiling who had the "top comprehension ability".

After all, Zhang Qiling is still Dumb Zhang in the eyes of others, and Dumb Zhang never lies. As long as Zhang Qiling shows that he has complete faith in himself, other people will also believe him.

Zhang Qiling was hugged around the waist by Fu Fu's arms. The anger that had just risen in him was instantly dissipated a lot. He no longer paid attention to the group of people who were using Fu Fu to fish for corpses. He lowered his head, his hands were too weak to lift them, and he could only rub Fu Fu's head with his chin, like licking between wild animals to show comfort.

This group of people came down one by one with strong ropes. Hei Xia Zi knew that this group of people were not simple before he came in. After all, his disguise skills were better than these people's. So when he first took the job, he already knew that this group of people were using human skin masks to cover up their true appearance.

These people would have guessed that Hei Xia Zi would see through them, but because Hei Xia Zi's existence happened to help them achieve their goals, they didn't care about such details.

Now that they have torn off the human skin masks in front of them and are facing all the unfamiliar faces, Zhang Qiling also knows that the real team has been replaced by them.

When Fu Fu heard the group of people coming down behind him, he immediately turned around and hid behind Zhang Qiling. But he couldn't help but stick his head out to look. Finally, when he saw his fake grandfather Chen Minghui who was still alive, he was so frightened that his breathing became unstable.

What should he say?

He still remembered the thick mixture of blood and brain matter that dripped from the ceiling onto his face after the other person's head was pierced. He would never forget the warm feeling.

If Hei Xiazi knew how frightened he was, perhaps he could whisper to him and explain that all this was fake. However, Hei Xiazi had no time to deal with this little bastard. His attention was all on the young man who was surrounded in the center of the team.

Fortunately, Zhang Qiling, who was extremely sensitive to his surroundings, had already sensed Fu Fu's increasingly heavy breathing due to fear. He chose to turn sideways to block the astonished gaze of the person behind him. This was a rare act of concern.

"Uncle Hei, let's talk about cooperation?" The young man said, but judging from his clothes, it looked like they were worn by the old man Chen Minghui.

But perhaps, his name and identity should be overturned now. After all, this young man does not need a cane, his back can be straight, his face is as gentle as jade, and he is only in his thirties at most. There is a hint of cunning in his words.

Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi could see that the statues that kept appearing had some similarities in facial features with this young man, which was enough to prove that he was definitely connected to this tomb.

But Hei Xia Zi never liked discussing work with such an old fox. He spread his hands, as if he didn't want to admit his mistake or discuss cooperation. "Who are you? I don't know you. I only talk to that old man."

He used some tricks when he said this. He started with "I don't know you" to get the other party to mention his name and identity. The last sentence "only talk to that old man" was also to prevent the person from not wanting to answer the previous question. But if the other party responded to the word "old man", it would be a disguised admission that he was the Chen Minghui in disguise.

Zhang Qiling also realized that the other side's men were more familiar with the tomb than himself and Hei Xiazi.

In just that short period of time when he looked up, Zhang Qiling had already estimated that these people were blown down layer by layer from above, and during this period, they did not make a single mistake in the weak points of the load-bearing walls and the ground. More importantly, they were actually blasting all the way down vertically along the red line, and were able to avoid the pursuit of blood corpses and corpse-eating bugs, and arrived here with absolute accuracy.

They clearly couldn't see that Zhang Qiling had tried many times, intentionally or unintentionally, before entering here. For example, he deliberately placed red lines around these people, but they all passed through straight away without being affected at all, and it didn't look like they could touch or come into contact with the red line.

Chen Minghui laughed. It was unknown whether he realized Hei Xiazi's temptation or something else. "Hei Ye, what you said is really advanced." His eyes gradually became calm, as if he was really here to discuss cooperation. "To be frank, my friends and I do have some compelling reasons to come down, but if Hei Ye needs more compensation, I can also give it to you."

He did not answer Hei Xia Zi's two questions, but changed the subject, as smooth as an old fox whose tail could not be caught.

Fu Fu was hiding behind Zhang Qiling at this time. He mustered up his courage and wanted to step forward, but he saw Zhang Qiling turned sideways and shook his head, indicating that he could not go over. Zhang Qiling then touched his lips with his index finger, briefly reminding Fu Fu to speak.

"Then where did my family go? Why did you trick me into coming here?" Fu Fu hugged Zhang Qiling's arm. Although his tone was soft and lacked momentum, he at least said it.

The young man did not show any emotion, and continued to look at Fu Fu as usual. His eyes were very similar to the loving look Chen Minghui had when he combed Fu Fu's hair. However, this expression on a man who was only in his thirties had a sense of disconnection that was not in line with his age.

"I'm the one sent by the Chen family to protect your grandfather. After all, Master Chen is old. He resolutely went to the tomb this time, and none of us could stop him, so we had to follow him." The young man spoke sincerely, and afraid that Fu Fu would not believe him, he continued, "Your grandfather is very safe. He is currently in a village five kilometers away from here. As for you, it was your grandfather who asked you to follow us."

Fu Fu didn't believe it immediately after hearing it. "I haven't seen you at Chen's house before. Who are you?"

It was probably Chen Yunyao who came forward, because she was the only girl in the team, and her face was now more beautiful than before, even a little eye-catching, but what she said made people speechless: "You should have heard of the name Chen Wenjin?"

The name she mentioned instantly alerted Hei Xia Zi. Chen Wenjin...that Chen Wenjin? He did not show any emotion, but looked at Chen Yunyao calmly, and quickly rejected this idea in his heart.

The smell... the smell is not right. These people don't have the forbidden fragrance, nor do they have Chen Wenjin's decisive temperament. Even their faces don't resemble her at all. They are not members of the Chen family, but Zhang Qiling has discovered the weird point faster.

Fu Fu obviously knew about the missing Chen Wenjin, but he and she were not from the same generation and he had only heard a few words about her from the older generation.

After saying the name Chen Wenjin, the group of people stopped talking again. They just looked at Fu Fu with burning eyes, as if they wanted him to return to the team. These unconvincing words made Fu Fu hug Zhang Qiling's arms even tighter.

"I don't believe you, I only believe Brother Zhang and Brother Hei." At this point, he had already regarded the two of them as his life-saving straws.