Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"Brother?" Wu Yu turned around and looked at Zhang Qiling who was pulling him and the fat man. He didn't understand why Zhang Qiling was trying to stop them. But when he saw Zhang Qiling's condition clearly, he quickly realized that the other party had fallen into inexplicable memories again.

The fat man clenched the black donkey hoof in his hand and looked back. At this time, he was able to see clearly the situation of Zhang Qiling behind him.

"Tian Zhen, take the young man and hide first." The fat man ordered, and he was ready to throw the black donkey hoof in his hand. However, before the object hit the ground, a layer of smoke suddenly appeared, blocking everyone's sight.

However, the iron triangle waited for a long time, but did not hear the nervous voices of the leading suona player and the bundle of "leeks" at the opposite fork in the road.

Yan Guangxian embedded red lines under the soles of each corpse. Perhaps because he had once been a puppeteer, he was particularly adept at controlling the connections between hands and feet, thus creating a feeling that these dead corpses were alive and walking.

Zhang Qiling had recovered. He ignored the movements of the three people and just used a falsetto that matched his body, mixed with the hoarseness of his throat being crushed, "Go..."

He was not rushing, but he smelled the burning incense in the air, just like the smell of people offering sacrifices in the temple, which gave people a sense of stability. However, the environment at this time was gradually filled with white smoke as the aroma became stronger and stronger.

The sudden and violent fog made the black bear who was playing the suona in front smile. The people from this village really came out.

Outsiders had no chance to see what was going on inside, but Yan Guangshan and Hei Xiazi, who were in the middle of the smoke ring, could naturally see it clearly. As for Zhang Qiling, who was half blind and really affected by the black cloth, he could not see the old man who came out holding the seven incense sticks.

The long stick of incense showed no signs of breaking in the old man's hands, and it burned all the way down, emitting sparks.

Zhang Qiling seemed to be confused as to why the black bear didn't stop. He was completely blind with only one eye, and the control of his body was in Yan Guangshan's hands. His consciousness was suppressed, like a fish on a chopping board. He knew clearly that he would not be slaughtered, but out of water, he would be unable to resist.

This plan has many flaws, but it is also not perfect. According to Hei Xia Zi, the people here will not come out on their own initiative, so let them come out on their own initiative and let the villagers see that the power of life and death is in their own hands. The corpses carried by Zhang Qiling and Hei Xia Zi are also a provocation and threat to them.

The direction in which the living walk is based on the rising of the east and the setting of the west, but the position where the two people carried the coffin was extremely disrespectful, as it was from west to east, which was the route for the dead to be reincarnated.

In order to avoid conflict with night-time creatures, ancient people would not walk eastward from the west. Why did Hei Xiazi insist on this custom? It was because he had seen two statues in ancient costumes here.

Those two statues are actually very similar to the ones seen in the tomb that the fake Chen family team entered, but the difference is that these two statues are a pair of teacher and student.

They are standing in front of the gate of Laoai Primary School. In fact, it is very common to place stone statues at the gate of some schools with historical charm. The old man is lovingly stroking the head of a boy who is not even as tall as his thigh. The gentle carving seems to have penetrated thousands of years and reached them again.

Respecting teachers and loving the Tao, is this also the custom of this village?

Zhang Qiling, Hei Xiazi and the others were heading from the west end to the gate of Laoai Primary School, but before they arrived, they were blocked by the old man.

Wu Yu did not really take Zhang Qiling away. He quickly pulled the backpack behind the fat man tightly to prevent the fat man from getting lost. With his other hand, he tightly grasped Zhang Qiling's wrist to prevent any accidents from happening to Zhang Qiling who had lost his sight.

"We can't tell whether the people on the other side are human or ghosts. Now we can't see the road ahead. As for whether they are still here, we don't know." He spoke quickly, analyzing the current situation, "We can't separate. We can only wait for the little brother to recover before taking action.

Brother, what did you see this time…"

He said a lot of things, but suddenly he stopped talking.

"Don't smell it, something's wrong." It turned out that Zhang Qiling used his body's instinct to slide up along the hand that Wu Yu was holding on to him, confirming the approximate position of every part of the other's body, and finally covered Wu Yu's mouth accurately.

The fat man was also pulled over by Wu Yu. After hearing this, he quickly covered his mouth and said, "Why are you using dirty tricks on the ground? I really despise people who use this kind of method." Because the fat man's mouth was covered by his palm, his voice was a little unclear.

"You are not from the village." The old man treated the incense as mugwort and wanted to hit the black bear at the head of the team, as if he was performing some rain-praying ritual.

How could the black bear do what the other party wanted? He dodged to the side like a swaying willow branch, so that the incense fell into the air, but the suona left his mouth and finally stopped.

Hei Xiazi said with a fake smile: "You know I'm not from the village, and you also know I'm not from the village? Why do you treat guests like this?"

The old man had a thick white beard, but he looked like a scholar. He was wearing clothes from an unknown dynasty, which were so diverse that it was hard to choose. He acted like a superior guarding his territory, looking down on Hei Xiazi.

"I have nothing to say to unreasonable people."

This sentence sounded familiar, and Hei Xia Zi subconsciously looked at Yan Guangshan who was attached to Zhang Qiling. Through the thick black cloth, he could not see the other party's expression clearly. Zhang Qiling soon noticed the changes in Yan Guangshan's mood.

It seemed that the two of them sharing the same body would form a sense of synaesthesia, allowing Zhang Qiling to easily figure out Yan Guangshan's thoughts that had just passed by, as if he had found the door of his heart that had never been opened, revealing a gap that was barely noticeable to the naked eye.

He was touched.

The word "touched" doesn't fit well when applied to Yan Guangshan, a ruthless killer. He doesn't feel guilty about killing his own people, nor does he shed a tear for Fu Fu.

But Yan Guangshan, who was in this environment, was actually moved? It was like seeing an old friend, relative, or some other close relationship that he hadn't seen for a long time, but Zhang Qiling knew that the bitterness in Yan Guangshan's heart was an emotion unique to humans.

"Grandpa..." Yan Guangxian said uncontrollably.

These words made Hei Xia Zi have some vague guesses in his mind. He turned his head slightly, and for some reason, he could clearly see Yan Guangshan's eyes through the cloth. There were tears in his eyes, and for the first time in his life, he really looked like a child.

The old man put down the incense in his hand, and the seven thin incense sticks fell to the ground, shattering directly to the unburned part, "Xiao Cun?"

He actually didn't read Yan Guangxian's name.

It was obvious that Yan Guangshan was stunned. Zhang Qiling felt in his sea of ​​consciousness that the water that Yan Guangshan had just managed to release to moisten his dry heart was being taken back little by little, and finally squeezed dry to the point of leaving no trace.

Is it the wrong name, or is it the wrong old man?

Zhang Qiling was thinking about all this carefully, but he felt his body being pulled towards the old man. Hei Xiazi quickly grabbed Zhang Qiling's leek jacket and slammed the handle of the cart on the ground, making a hole of moderate size. No, it didn't seem to be made by the cart. Hei Xiazi finally saw clearly that it was actually a black donkey's hoof that was completely black.

Unfortunately, they had been dragged into the gate of Laoai Primary School by the familiar huge pull. Zhang Qiling and Yan Guangshan shared the same body senses, so Zhang Qiling could feel the gust of wind rustling past his ears due to his rapid movement.

The air was no longer filled with the smell of incense, but a refreshing scent of osmanthus. When he and Hei Xiazi were dragged in and fell to the ground, they realized that they had entered the inner courtyard of the school. The darkness covered by the red line was no longer in their sight. Zhang Qiling climbed up, lifted a corner of the black cloth, and looked forward.

The osmanthus tree in the center of the courtyard is in beautiful bloom, with rich fragrance and clear petals. The students' desks are actually located in the courtyard. There is no dome or roof beams. The branches of the osmanthus tree grow wildly, and the warm light of the afternoon sun leaks through the leaves and petals.

The clothes they wore were very complicated, from all dynasties, as if they were wearing whatever they thought looked good.

"What we are seeing should be the past." Hei Xia Zi thought of the disordered magnetic field of the human-faced tree and the osmanthus tree, which caused the scene of that year to reappear.

And what Zhang Qiling naturally thought of was the letter that Yan Guangshan wrote after handing the doll to Xiao Cun, which he didn't know whether it was sent or not. "Yeah." He agreed with Hei Xia Zi's idea. After all, the current situation could not be explained by common sense.

Their eyes were cast on the students who were reading aloud in the academy. It was different from the prosperous scene they saw now. Although the children were competing with each other in beauty and dressed like peacocks, they were all pale and thin, with not a pound of flesh on their bodies.

Zhang Qiling took off the blindfold and walked a few steps, and found that he had regained control of his body. Yan Guangshan's consciousness was suppressed by something, so his pupils returned to their normal color.

Hei Xia Zi, who was observing the surroundings, looked at Zhang Qiling as if he sensed something. As they looked at each other, he probably understood that Yan Guangxian had disappeared again.

Everything became more complicated. In addition to the disappearance of consciousness, it seemed that there was another unknown factor that triggered the changes of Yan Guangshan and Zhang Qiling.