Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

What Zhang Qiling saw was the memory of another era. Naturally, the bond of understanding between the two through each other's happiness and pain was severed.

The smoke from the incense dissipated, and all that remained in front was the corpse lying on the ground in all directions.

Zhang Qiling released his hand that was covering Wu Yu's mouth, "Be careful."

Three people stepped forward. These people had been dead for some time. Because they had been left there for so long, there was a layer of ugly corpse spots under their skin.

Wu Yu knew that if he opened the coffin, the corpses would rise. He did not go to check the coffins on the cart, but turned over the corpses on the ground. He pulled away a pile of colorful scarves covering the necks of these people, and found that their heads were twisted off and then sewn back together. "They have been dead for a long time, longer than we thought..."

"The man in green clothes and the one playing the suona is gone." The fat man picked up the black donkey hoof that fell on the ground and blew away the dust. He saw people being dragged and the heels of their shoes left traces of mud. "Oh my god, it looks like they were taken away."

Zhang Qiling had already opened the coffin lid, but found that there were two corpses in the small space.

A young and similar man and woman, the woman is lying on her side with the man hanging on her back, as if she is carrying the man on her back. The two are inseparable until death, and there seem to be many words that can describe their relationship.

"Let's go." Zhang Qiling reached out and touched the pockets of the two men. Seeing that there were no other abnormalities with the bodies, he did not disturb the man and woman who were enjoying the peaceful death in the coffin. After all, he had no concept of the relationship between men and women and could not understand their emotions.

The fat man held the black donkey hoof in one hand and raised a pistol in the other, waiting for Wu Yu to wrap the scarves he had torn off back onto the corpse.

Wu Yu was a very meticulous person. Although there was no more decent way to make them look better now, tidying them up was the greatest respect he could show to the deceased.

Then the three of them came to not Laoai Primary School, but Laoai Primary School. The buildings here seemed newer than other houses covered with moss. It was probably because someone really cleaned it regularly. Apart from the simple decoration, it was actually very clean.

The statue they saw at the door was not the old man and child that Hei Xia Zi had seen at the beginning, but a pair of lovers in love.

There were characters from the Western Han Dynasty carved on the stone platform at the base. Wu Yu squatted down and read them carefully, "My wife is my sister, my husband is my brother, we were born on the same day of the same month of the same year, and we will die on the same day of the same month of the same year. We will be loyal to each other and will never separate..."

Absolute couple vows.

It comes from the love between a pair of siblings.

Zhang Qiling looked at these concrete children and spotted Xiao Cun among them. He looked even thinner and more malnourished than the last time he saw him, like a kitten that could never gain weight.

He was sitting in the first row with his head drooping listlessly, but if you looked closely, you would see that he was crushing a beetle on the table. He first pinched its mouth, then broke its limbs, and finally watched its body twitching as it was unable to move, and gradually he laughed out loud.

Rather than believing that human nature is good, Hei Xia Zi perhaps believes more that human nature is evil. "Is this the Xiao Cun that the old guy mentioned?" Seeing that Zhang Qiling only stayed in front of this child, Hei Xia Zi had almost guessed it.

Xiao Cun turned a deaf ear to the teacher and crushed the bugs to death until the teacher's ruler hit him on the head. It was so hard that Zhang Qiling heard a dull sound and the ruler itself was shaking back and forth.

"Grandpa, you hit me again, wuwuwu..." Xiaocun covered his head and howled loudly.

Hei Xia Zi originally thought that the grandfather who beat Xiao Cun was the old man blocking the road, but he didn't expect that it was the "Yan Guangxian" that Zhang Qiling had seen before, who belonged to that era.

Yan Guangshan had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He stood out in his plain clothes against the complicated clothes of other children.

He was not sharp-tongued and didn't talk much. He just frowned slightly and looked like a strict teacher holding the ruler. He was different from Yan Guangxin who was possessed by him now.

Has time changed him?

Zhang Qiling stared at the man again and shook his head in denial.

Before coming to Laoai, the grandfather that he knew of Xiaocun was Yan Guangshan. But how could Yan Guangshan have another grandfather? Could it be that the old man was really his family member, or was it just an illusion created by the change of magnetic field?

What does the old man mean by "Xiao Cun"?

Zhang Qiling would always unexpectedly fall into a daze when thinking. Hei Xiazi rubbed Zhang Qiling's face with his index finger, wiping off the dust on his cheek where he had just fallen to the ground.

"What are you thinking about? Do you know him?"

Hei Xia Zi had never seen what the real Yan Guangxin looked like, so he naturally thought that the man called grandpa by Xiao Cun was the old man who waved incense at him in the village when he was young.

Zhang Qiling came back to his senses after being touched by Hei Xia Zi. He rarely had such divergent thoughts, but just now a huge idea emerged in his mind that was enough to overturn all the current situations. For example, the ruthless killer Yan Guangshan had been decisive in killing people at the beginning, but now in the process of getting along with him and Hei Xia Zi, his mentality was getting closer and closer to that of a child...

Hidden in your own body,

Is it really Yan Guangxian?

The iron triangle that walked into the yard was faced with a dried-up osmanthus tree, as if all the life and energy had been drained out of it. Zhang Qiling looked up and saw that judging from the direction where the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, they were definitely heading in the opposite direction of Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi. The trace was actually fake.

At this moment, a shrill wailing sound was heard, sharp and piercing, like a deadly female ghost.

"It's no use killing me! The tribe is destined to be separated!" The girl was wearing rough cloth, but her face was very beautiful. A cold sword was pressed against her throat, but she did not retreat at all.

The man who lifted the girl's chin with the tip of the knife was very handsome, but there was no mercy or desire in his phoenix eyes. He said coldly, "I don't like people who betray me, nor do I like people who don't listen to me."

The sword in his hand moved forward a little deeper, and some blood flowed slightly from the woman's neck, but it was not fatal.

Just then, a young man stumbled in and broke the tension. "Sister, the fruits behind the mountain are big and sweet this year, so delicious! I picked a lot... Sister...!" He was holding the freshly picked fruits in his hands, smiling brightly, but when he saw his sister lying on the ground and about to be killed, the smile instantly disappeared.

He had no time to protect the food at this moment. His arms loosened and the fruits rolled to the ground, each one bright red. He stumbled and ran, fearing that the man would harm his sister.

"Sister... Sister!" He hurriedly supported her, but found that she did not stand up with his strength. The boy could only stare at the man in front of him with wide eyes, "Sir, why are you doing this?! We are all of the same race, we are just trying to survive, are we wrong?!" The boy grabbed the tip of the knife with his right hand and blocked the woman with the other hand. His palm was bleeding wildly because of the coldness of the sword, but he didn't care at all.

"Sir, do you still remember the promise you made to your people?" the young man said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Wu Yu took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand. As expected, his hand pierced through their bodies. "Brother, they are not?"

Zhang Qiling nodded, "It was in the past."

Moreover, this woman and the young man who protected her looked very similar to the man and woman that Zhang Qiling saw in the coffin.

The fallacy of reincarnation is a fantasy concept that Zhang Qiling has no knowledge of, but at this moment he still can't help but think of them.

The fat man obviously didn't know how to stop this farce, but his heart ached because of this tragic scene, "Could they be the two stone statues hugging and kissing each other at the door?" He didn't expect to see it with his own eyes so soon.

However, due to the distance between time and space, the other party probably cannot hear the conversation between the three people.

"Promise, what kind of promise? I clearly told you the method to make your bloodline immortal, but while you are enjoying the benefits, you still refuse to believe that I am right." The man's tone was getting colder and colder, like a poisonous snake attached to the bone.

"I clearly told you that as long as you find him, you can gain immortality. Why didn't you do that? Why do you still want to show off your success with the failed product I made? Now we just need to get through the door and avoid being hunted down by the people above, and I can let you continue to live..."

The young man laughed sarcastically upon hearing this, "What you said may be correct within your understanding, but we don't want to do that. To live forever with the blood of others is against the will of heaven! Is failure or success really that important? We are all tired of living forever!!!"

He tore open his sleeves, and the originally healthy skin on them was now like a hollowed-out sponge, with holes of all sizes.

"We are not human beings anymore, we are monsters. We continue to survive with this body. Is this what you call immortality?" the young man asked aggressively. He straightened his back with his body that no longer looked like a human being, proving his backbone.

"I have never thought about immortality, and I even hoped that you would have more human emotions, but it turns out that after living for so long, you are still an absolute monster!"

The boy appealed to the emotions of an adult with his mouth, and secretly pushed his sister behind him, signaling her to leave quickly. He had already planned to die, but the other party held his hand tightly. She looked at the man whose face was getting darker and darker, and then shifted her gaze to the boy's childish face.

He didn't know that the tendons under her skirt had been severed and were now bleeding profusely.

"We can't escape this fate, Ayang... We have no choice. We are all sacrificed in this game." She held the boy's hand with her hands, which were almost as cold as a corpse, and continued to speak nervously.

"No one can be himself,

No one can live for himself..."