Tomb Raider【Filling My Heart with Unresolved Feelings】

"We're almost there, everyone, work harder!" Wu Xie shouted excitedly, his voice full of anticipation.

Upon hearing the sound, everyone immediately sped up and crawled towards the light. When they finally entered this space, they found that the light was emitted by some phosphorescent stones inlaid on the walls, and the ground was covered with all kinds of strange symbols and patterns.

These patterns seem to have life, flickering slightly and appearing to be flowing slowly.

There is nothing complicated on this floor except the simple and solemn coffin in the center and several stone chambers.

They stood there cautiously, not daring to move rashly, for fear of accidentally triggering some unknown mechanism. The young man gently placed Huo Xiangu's body aside.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the coffin in the center, which exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if it came from ancient times.

Everyone looked at the coffin with curiosity and fear in their hearts. The coffin seemed to have an invisible magic that attracted them to explore it, but the mysterious aura was like a warning, so they dared not act rashly.

Wu Xie swallowed his saliva and said in a dry voice: "There is only this one coffin on this last floor. I feel like there is something big going on here."

Fatty Wang shook his head and said, "Don't tell me there's some deadly trap waiting for us. I can't afford to mess around any more."

Hei Xia Zi narrowed his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The one inside is the ancestor of the dumb Zhang family, the founder of the Zhang family. He is also the source of those people outside who pursue immortality."

Wu Xie frowned: "The origin of people who pursue immortality? If so, then this coffin must contain the secret of immortality."

The young man's eyes became deeper, he stared at the coffin, as if recalling something.

After a long while, he slowly spoke: "There is no such thing as immortality in this world. Everything is just a ridiculous lie."

Wu Xie said thoughtfully: "But there are still so many people who keep coming forward, Mrs. Huo is an example. The temptation of immortality is too great."

Bai Mumu looked at the coffin and listened to their speeches with mixed feelings, but did not say anything.

Fatty Wang dusted himself off and said, "Whether there is immortality or not, we have to find a way to leave this damn place now. We'd better not move this coffin, in case it triggers something fatal."

The young man walked towards the coffin with a solemn expression. He could feel the close connection between the coffin and himself.

As he approached, the throbbing in his blood became stronger. He slowly reached out his hand and brushed away the dust on the coffin lid, revealing some ancient lines. These lines had a faint luster of meteorite copper powder, and under the reflection of phosphorescence, they flashed mysterious light, as if the stars in the universe were sealed in them, making people afraid to look at them.

The surrounding bookshelves were filled with various ancient books. The pages of those books had turned yellow, but there was no sign of damage, as if time had been particularly kind to them.

Fatty Wang curiously came over and picked up a book, but found that the words on it were obscure and difficult to understand, and they couldn't understand it at all.

The young man looked at the books with deep eyes. He randomly opened one, and the contents inside made some fragmented memories emerge in his mind. These memories were about the Zhang family's patriarchs, information that only the spirits of the past generations knew. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was trying to piece together these fragments of memory.

Fatty Wang came over and asked, "Brother, have you remembered anything now that you are here?"

The young man just nodded without further explanation. He closed the book, put it back on the bookshelf, then walked to the coffin and bowed deeply to it.

His movements were solemn and pious. He was the one who brought all the people here, so he had to take them out safely. He was violating the ancestral precepts of the Zhang family.

Then, the young man walked to the bookshelf beside him and pressed a mechanism in an extremely hidden corner.

With a low roar, the bookshelf slowly moved, revealing a dark and deep passage. A mysterious wind blew through the passage, making everyone shudder.

Without any hesitation, the young man carried Huo Xiangu's body again and walked towards the passage.

Wu Xie and the others looked at each other and followed. They knew that this passage might be their only hope to leave here.

Their figures gradually disappeared in the darkness of the passage, leaving only the mysterious space and the phosphorescent coffins and bookshelves, as if silently telling an ancient story.

Walking along the passage, the surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the sound of their footsteps echoing in the darkness. The walls of the passage were wet, and water droplets dripped from time to time, making a crisp "tick-tick" sound in the silence.

Wu Xie held the lighting device tightly, the light seemed a little weak in the darkness, barely illuminating a short distance ahead. "Brother, are you sure this passage is safe?" Wu Xie's voice was filled with a hint of worry. The brother did not respond, but kept walking. His intuition told him that this was the only way out.

Bai Mumu felt as if there was something in the passage spying on them. She looked around uneasily but found nothing.

Fatty Wang muttered to the side: "We're out now, but we don't know if there are any other Wang family bastards in there. I really want to go back and clean up those guys." As he spoke, he clenched his fists, with anger flashing in his eyes.

The young man carried Huo Xiangu's body on his back and walked steadily in front of him, like a moving mountain. Huo Xiangu's body did not affect his movements at all. His eyes flickered in the darkness like cold stars, always paying attention to the movements around him. Although he did not say a word, his cold aura made people feel inexplicably at ease.

Hei Xia Zi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile: "Don't worry, if those minions of the Wang family are really capable, they wouldn't have been hiding their heads and tails and only dared to do small tricks. This Zhang family ancient building is their burial place, they don't have the ability to stir up trouble here." As he said, he casually pushed up his sunglasses, his eyes became sharp, like a cheetah ready to pounce, vigilantly scanning the surroundings, not missing any suspicious signs.

When Fatty Wang heard what Hei Xia Zi said, he grinned, revealing two big white teeth, and said with a chuckle, "Then I feel relieved. Those guys have caused us a lot of trouble before. It would be a great relief if we could get rid of them all here. When we get out, we have to settle the account with them." As he spoke, he tightened the engineer shovel in his hand.

Wu Xie held the lighting device tightly, and the light swayed in the darkness, barely illuminating a short distance ahead. He frowned slightly, and the worry in his heart had not completely dissipated: "We still can't be careless, this place is full of weirdness, who knows if there are any other new tricks." His voice echoed in the silent passage, with a hint of solemnity.

Bai Mumu followed behind, feeling more and more uneasy, as if there were countless eyes watching them from the darkness. She looked back from time to time, but there was nothing but darkness. She bit her lip and secretly gathered the wood energy in her body, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

At this moment, a low roar suddenly came from the depths of the passage. The sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, and it was stirring back and forth in the passage, making people shudder. Everyone became nervous instantly. The young man stopped, gently put down Huo Xiangu's body, and clenched the black gold ancient knife in his hand, with a determined murderous intent in his eyes.