[Tomb Raiders Notes] Play to the depths, enter the venue by yourself

demon way

After the plane arrived at the station, Zhang Yan shook the bronze bell and got off the plane gracefully.

The white gown, which is completely different from modern clothes, the handsome appearance and the free and easy temperament of the body, this strange combination should have attracted the attention of countless people.

But here, Zhang Yan did not attract any attention, but the crowd naturally vacated the small area where Zhang Yan was.

Zhang Yan looked at the sign with the name of the airport, thought for a while, then looked at the pedestrians heading towards the river, shook his hair and chose a person, he walked up to the person and turned around Bell, whispered to the man, "Look into my eyes"

The middle-aged man who was stopped only felt that he saw a pair of dark and gloomy eyes, and with the sound of a long bell, he fell into complete chaos.

In reality, he looked at Zhang Yan blankly like a walking corpse.

Zhang Yan's eyes were dark, and he handed the man 400 yuan, and said softly: "After the sound of the tail sound, you have never seen me, and you have never heard the ring..."

"jingle--"

The man blinked in confusion, didn't he hurry home?Why are you standing here?

"You will voluntarily use the 400 yuan to go to the airport to buy a ticket from Wuxu to Haikou..."

The man looked down at the money in his hand, and suddenly realized, yes, he was going to buy a ticket, so he immediately walked to the ticket office.

"Go to the trash can and throw away the ticket after you buy it, the moment you throw it away you will forget the whole experience..."

"You just remember you picked up some money by the trash can and you thought you were lucky."

The man came back to his senses again and found that he was standing in front of the trash can. He maintained a gesture of retracting his hand, stretched out the hand holding the remaining money to the ground and retracted it again. His expression was a little bit excited and secretly happy, and he said to himself: : "Which unlucky guy dumped money in front of the trash can? I'm so lucky today..."

He stuffed the money he picked up back into his wallet, and walked towards home excitedly, ready to share this lucky thing with his wife.

Under a big tree not far behind him, the independent Zhang Yan in white robe watched the whole drama silently with a calm expression and a hint of interest.

Watching the man leave the station happily, Zhang Yan, who had also watched the small theater, shook the hair that was loosely tied behind him. He twirled the little bell in his hand, humming a little song, and walked out of the airport slowly from the other direction. Go, among the countless crowds who entered the station, he with his long hair was particularly conspicuous when he exited the station, but he still didn't attract anyone's attention. Everyone's eyes were naturally drawn away from him, as if There is nothing there at all.

After exiting the station, Zhang Yan tied a bell on his hair, haphazardly stopped a taxi like everyone else, and said calmly, "Go to the city."

The driver stopped the car and took a casual look at this handsome man with "short hair" [in the eyes of the driver]. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this young man's appearance and temperament are really good. Although the clothes looked old, it didn't affect the driver. I have some inexplicable affection for this young man.

The driver happily decided to give the young man a discount, but he didn't show it on his face, and just said normally, "Okay, where is this little brother going to the city?"

"Near the downtown train station."

"No problem, let's get in the car."

Zhang Yan, who arrived at the train station comfortably, sent a text message to Zhang Qiling after looking at the name of the station, and then randomly picked a hotel to stay in. Zhang Qiling's action was very fast, and he received it the next afternoon A text message from a stranger notifying him to pick up the package at the storage office of the train station, and attaching the pick-up code.

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows, and immediately came to the train station, but just as he entered the square, he felt someone casting a veiled gaze at him, and a certain Taoist immediately understood it.

"Tsk, the naughty Zhang family... are not afraid of being spanked by the patriarch's little tricks."

"I don't know which force was released..." Zhang Yan, who had already changed his clothes and was wearing a black hoodie to cover his long hair, hooked his lips and immediately understood what might have happened. He quietly took out the The bronze bell, without revealing anything on its face, walked into the train station according to the original rhythm.

after he entered the train station

Monitor A: "Tracks of the target have been found, the target has entered the train station, and no traces of our side have been found"

Monitor C: "Got it, my target hasn't appeared..."

Monitor B: "Received, the target has not arrived at the storage place..."

Watcher Ding...

The monitoring team leader silently listened to the reports of the various sub-groups, and felt relieved when he heard that he had seen the person. Satisfied, he couldn't help but think, ordering the person was really making a fuss over a molehill. It's actually very easy...

While he was thinking proudly, his scalp suddenly felt a slight pain. He thought it was someone, and immediately touched his head and turned to check, but found that there was no one around him, so he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Zhang Yan, who was standing not far away and twirling the bell, looked at someone who looked around but couldn't see him. He wrapped the hair he had just torn off in toilet paper and put it in the package he had just received. He smiled slightly. Leisurely left.

15 minutes later……

The monitoring team leader, who has not heard any follow-up movement, feels something is wrong. "The teams report the situation everywhere."

Watcher A "The square group did not find the target"

Watcher Ding "No target found by the lobby group"

Watcher B: "There is still no target arriving at the depository"

"Check if the target package is still there."

"Yes……"

After 3 minutes, monitor B said, "Team leader, the package is gone..."

When the train station was full of chaos, Zhang Yan was carrying the package, waving the bell and humming a song while walking on the road.

He didn't go back to the original hotel. After buying some materials, he went to another small hotel that didn't require an ID card to book a room for an hour. After more than an hour, a person who was completely different from before swaggered out of the small hotel, and I went to another hotel to book a room. In the room, someone with a different face rang the bell and jumped out of the window with a package.

On the street, Zhang Yan looked left and right, twirling the bell in his hand, and after tossing a few copper coins, he walked to an ordinary residential building. According to the hexagram, he found an empty room that no one would return to in the next few months. Get down and start to pack your things.

After settling down, Zhang Yan counted the last few photos, and Grandpa Mao sighed, "This money is too much to spend, now I have to find a way to get money, otherwise I won't have any money to leave to the Lord if I stay in this place." The room fee."

A certain black family immediately used all kinds of crooked ideas, for example, robbing the rich and giving to the poor.

He finally turned his mind on the group of people who watched him during the day, and he had to ask those guys for information about this place first.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan immediately made a calculation with the hair that had been brought along before, picked up the sword and went to the opponent's lair.

At nightfall, Daoist Qing Yanzi, who had obtained most of the information he wanted, and obtained a large amount of "marriage fee" that he repeatedly rejected [no], but still did not refuse, came back satisfied. [A group of guys with bruised noses and swollen faces fainted from crying in the corner of the toilet]

After coming back and changing his face again, he started to go out non-stop and "visited" one by one the "lucky" local snakes that he had carefully selected according to the information he had just obtained.

Finally, Zhang Yan, who was finally satisfied and stopped, didn't even bother to deal with the tail behind him.

He enthusiastically sorted out the information and maps of various local forces obtained from various "good-hearted people", and suddenly his eyes were fixed on a trend map of mountains and rivers: "One hundred thousand mountains?" [Note [-]]

Looking at the trend chart, Zhang Yan was immediately interested. He had never been to Guangxi before, but now it seems that the geomantic omen of Shiwan Dashan is quite interesting. At first glance, there are many geomantic treasures, strange caves and ancient tombs.

Zhang Yan suddenly remembered the mission content when he first came to this world.

He reopened the mission and looked at it. Since he took the opportunity to brush a wave in the right side hall of the underwater tomb, the current progress is already 36/100, but the strange thing is that there are still no rewards...

Zhang Yan was a little confused. In the past, when this airflow "system" was still in the practice mode, even if there were no tasks, it would always randomly come out with some practice medicines from time to time, but in this world, after turning into the experience mode, why did it lose everything? ?Is it necessary to complete the task first?

Zhang Yan looked at the rough map of the trend of the Hundred Thousand Mountains again, and happily decided to go inside to collect tasks. It seems that there are a lot of geomantic treasures inside, so it should be easy to find evil things to supersede, right?

The next day, Zhang Yan came for a walk-and-go itinerary. He hitchhiked all the way from Nanning to Ming'an Township with a lot of money on the road, slept in a guest house for a few hours, and then went back with his bags and futons. Drilling into the mountain, it was already the third day after he separated from Wu Xie and the others.

One day after he left his original residence, a group of heavily armed and menacing men broke into the house,

Looking at the empty room, a tall and thin man with a fierce face angrily asked a nervous man, "What about the demon way? Didn't you say it's here!"

"No, I don't know. I obviously, I watched a man with a sword come in here last night. I can see clearly from below. After he went up, the room turned on the light."

"You said here, where is that person?!"

"Yes, maybe you haven't returned yet?"

"waste!"

Not to mention how the chickens are flying around outside,

Zhang Yan wandered around the Hundred Thousand Mountains for a few days, and although he found many geomantic caves and tombs, what surprised him was that there was nothing dangerous or strange inside.

Zhang Yan was very puzzled by this, and wondered in his heart, "How is this possible? There are yin qi in the strange caves and tombs, so how could there be no yin? Could it be that my feng shui ability has deteriorated?"

While exploring, Zhang Yan fell into deep self-awareness doubt.

Wu Xie's side has already been trapped on Yongxing Island for the fifth day, and the signal on the island has just recovered on this day.

Wu Xie, who had been pestering Zhang Qiling for a few days before and didn't ask anything, while secretly scolding Zhang Qiling for pretending to be more stupid than Aning, began to search the Internet for information about this stuffy oil bottle. At first, there was nothing, but In a flash of inspiration, he added his third uncle's name, but he only found a missing person notice with an old photo attached, and a message saying "the fish is here with me" under the photo, and nothing else clue.

After resolutely checking the news for a day without any other results, Wu Xie, who temporarily gave up, started to check Zhang Yan's information again, but except for some messy information with the same name, he couldn't find any of them, which made Wu Xie Xie couldn't help being a little frustrated.

But Wu Xie, who still didn't want to give up, began to plan in his heart to find a few computer experts to help him analyze after he went back, maybe he could find some clues.

While Wu Xie was looking for clues, the fat man was lying on the bed staring at a piece of talisman in front of him in a daze, his expression lost the hippie smile in front of him, and he murmured, "You damn Taoist priest, are you really a goddamn man?" The dog...human dog medicine is better than dog, you just let your temper...it's really a loss of my heart! If we meet again next time, fat man, I will definitely kill you!"

Zhang Yan sneezed suddenly, but he didn't pay attention. He seemed a little listless.

He felt that he missed Wu Xie a little bit. When he followed Wu Xie before, he could have surprises everywhere, but now...

Daoist Qingyan sighed deeply. He has been wandering in the [-] mountains for five or six days.

Even Wu Xie might be returning soon, but he only found a zongzi that had just shown some signs of a corpse change, and it didn't even meet the minimum standard of evil.

Zhang Yan, who interrupted the process of the corpse change in a boring way, didn't want to look for the tomb anymore. He was hit by nothing during this period of time, and he seriously doubted whether someone had cleaned up this area. Without the evil creature he was looking for, nothing else seemed to change.

Could it be that he stayed at home for too long before and his level has deteriorated?

The more Zhang Yan thought about it, the more depressed he became. He decided to go to the last day and go to Wu Xie without any results. Compared with looking for it by himself, it is easier to encounter some "little accidents" with Wu Xie, a fragrant tofu.

Just when he was thinking about how to abduct Wu Xie to wander around in his mind, Zhang Yan suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He looked obliquely in front of the valley that was so ordinary that it was only considered beautiful, and he always felt that there seemed to be something strange about it.

Zhang Yan observed for a while, still didn't find anything, but decided to go in and take a look, but only two steps forward, the valley disappeared by itself.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows, immediately became interested, and began to measure and observe around.

After swaying around and calculating for a while, Zhang Yan finally confirmed that there was a huge series of Qimen Dunjia hidden in this area, and he couldn't help being amazed, "Which Xuanmen master did it, this technique is absolutely perfect, if it is not because of the time It's been too long since that little mistake appeared before, Daoist, I really didn't find anything."

After understanding what was going on, Zhang Yan immediately unraveled the formation step by step with great interest, "It belongs to Qimen Dunjia, and this technique is much higher than that in Wang Zanghai's tomb!"

But as he was explaining, Zhang Yan suddenly stopped,

He stared blankly at the gradually clear formation in front of him, and he was startled and uncertain—most of it was actually his own technique.

But how is this possible?

Zhang Yan's heart was dignified, and he was extremely puzzled. How could this person use so many tricks of mine?It can even be said that they are a line higher than themselves.

Is there another me in this world?

Surprised by this guess, Zhang Yan looked at the formation in front of him coldly, and immediately lost the mood to continue dissolving the formation slowly.

Just break the formation.

Eager to find the answer, he twisted his neck, drew out his sword, and slashed in front of him.