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

Zhuang Zhou and Butterfly Which Is True?

When Wu Xie woke up, he felt that his whole body was soft and sweet, but his muscles still felt sore from overwork. He first looked at the very weak torch, and immediately knew that he had slept for a long time time.He poked his head out and looked, the Gu worms outside were gone, only a few sporadic ones were still lying there.

Wu Xie subconsciously turned her head to look at Old Itch, and when she looked, she found that the place where he was lying just now was empty, and he wasn't there.

Wu Xie was startled immediately, and took a flashlight into the depths of the cave, but there was no sign of anyone, wondering where did the person go, did he sneak up to climb the bronze tree by himself?

He looked at the package that seemed to be missing something from the two of them, and an ominous premonition struck him. He touched his waist, and sure enough, the wooden box in his hand was gone!

Just as Wu Xie wanted to yell at him, he suddenly felt that someone was coming to the entrance of the cave. He immediately looked back, only to find that Zhang Yan, who was carrying a package, jumped down and was squatting halfway at the entrance of the cave, looking at him blankly, "Zhang Yan? You When did his mother come back? She didn’t say a word when she left, why is it itchy?” Seeing that it was Zhang Yan, Wu Xie swallowed the national curse that was about to be exported, and asked angrily, “And me Did you take away the wooden warehouse?"

Zhang Yan shook his head, "When I came back, I saw that the old man was very itchy, so I sent him away. He took your wooden warehouse."

"Didn't he have a wooden barn? Why are you still picking mine?" Wu Xie suddenly felt suspicious, "And this place is so remote, where are you going to send the old itchy?"

"I sent him outside, he called someone to pick him up, you come with me." Zhang Yan frowned, as if he didn't want to say more, "When the old itchy is taken away, I asked you to go up with me to help him finish the work."

Seeing that Zhang Yan seemed a little impatient, Wu Xie seemed to be in a hurry, so he went out with the package on his back, but at the same time, he had more and more doubts in his heart, and couldn't help asking, "I said, what did you say before?" What the hell did you do? What the hell is Old Tick going to do?"

"You'll know if you've come with me, now go on your way." Zhang Yan didn't turn his head back, his voice seemed a little impatient, Wu Xie frowned, looking at Zhang Yan's back and movements that had already climbed up, he felt more and more disobedient Chong, thinking of the change of appearances of the little brother and Zhang Yan before, a thought flashed in my heart like a flash of lightning-this is not Zhang Yan, but if it is not, why is the other party pretending to be Zhang Yan to lie to him? Must he go up?And where is the real Zhang Yan and the old itchy who is gone now?

Wu Xie's thoughts turned sharply, his logical thoughts flashed for a moment, and he immediately decided not to expose it, and followed up to see what the other party wanted to do. After all, the old itch was probably in his hands, and from the other party's appearance, he seemed to know about this. Quite a few, even knowing Zhang Yan's whereabouts, otherwise he wouldn't be so confident in pretending to be Zhang Yan and not meet the real master. If the other party is really a master of that level, he will be taken directly to the destination now, instead of taking his gun and then tricking him to go there.

Although I don't know why he pretends to be Zhang Yan, but this person's purpose is too obvious, and he obviously despises me. While thinking in his heart, Wu Xie followed him silently. If you want to talk, you can even find a chance to turn against the customer, and if you really want to turn your face, you must at least get a gun first.

In front of the screen, the indifferent "Zhang Yan" showed obvious disgust on his face, "This child must not be from the Zhang family. Where did you pick it up and raise it? The acting is too bad."

"Did I take care of cubs before?" Hearing these words, Zhang Yan focused on another matter.

"For 100 years, you should ask yourself what you haven't done." The cold voice of the spiritual body sounded on the other side.

"..." A certain Taoist fell silent, and thought of another question, "No, I'm not so kind, am I? How can I still have the patience to raise a child?"

"We didn't, but Patriarch Zhang did. He always wanted to bring the Zhang family into the world. From an objective point of view, he tricked me into doing all kinds of white jobs."

"Long-term workers without wages?"

"There is food and lodging..."

"!"

Zhang Yan, who was still immersed in negative emotions, looked shocked, and instantly felt that he was not so sentimental...

"Zhang Yan, where are we going to climb?" Wu Xie followed Zhang Yan with a natural expression, as if he hadn't found anything. Zhang Yan silently handed Wu Xie a telescope, and illuminated him with a strong flashlight himself. After Wu Xie adjusted the focal length, he saw that not far above, there seemed to be the same section of wooden plank road stuck on the cliff, and several circled upwards. "Are we going to go there now?" Wu Xie looked at that The plank road was a little surprised. The flashlight power was weak before him and Lao Tiao, and it couldn't shine so far, so I didn't realize that there was a plank road there.

Zhang Yan nodded, "According to the "Hemu Ji", the copper tree was first discovered in the 13th year of Qianlong. A miner dug out an ancient bronze pillar and dug it from the root down for four months. There is no sign of how deep the ground is. Soon, the Iron Head Xiaoqi Camp where the ancestors of Boss Li was located received a secret order to take [-] death row prisoners. Let them take over the mine, close the mountain and set up camp, and continue to dig. After digging for four years and three months, I dug up the stone box with dragon pattern that I told you before, and there is a climbing process recorded in Chinese characters at the end of "Hemu Ji". There will be a plank road around the rock wall, which was prepared for the last time the emperor came to see it. Unfortunately, when it was near the top, it could not be built. Moreover, when building the plank road, people often fell off the cliff for no reason. Let it go."

Wu Xie was thoughtful, and at the same time looked at the person in front of him suspiciously. This person...is familiar with their experiences along the way?Could it be that he tortured the old itch?

Wu Xie tensed up when she thought of this, but after she calmed down, she felt that it might not be that bad, so she comforted herself, since she still used acting to deceive people, then there must be something to consider, even if it scratches the old itch, it should be I won't do too much, the old itch should be safe for now, as for myself, I can only see the tricks.

"Do you know what they are talking about?" Zhang Yan looked at the silent picture with some doubts,

"Zhang Yan" put his hand on the cocoon after hearing the words, and after a while, "the child is talking about the rediscovery and excavation here in the Qing Dynasty."

Zhang Yan noticed this movement, and frowned slightly, "You have a deep connection with this tree."

"Zhang Yan" didn't explain it, just said lightly: "600 years..."

A certain Taoist retreated in an instant, coughed dryly and revealed the matter, "Then do you know most of the things that happened in this place?"

"Zhang Yan" shook his head: "You directly imprinted me on this evil thing, so I can know it with the help of the spiritual field of this bronze tree when I am there, and I don't know when I am not. After all, I am not fused with this tree. Together"

Zhang Yan nodded, "By the way, I saw a large piece of Chi Gu before, why is there such a thing?"

"Through the mirror, the past is just reappearing..."

"fake?"

"Going out is fake, but here, as long as someone touches the mark and uses the power of this tree, it will be real."

"What if the spirit is strong to a certain level?"

"First of all, it must be stronger than this tree, or the same as what you have done before. There is a way to rectify this tree and suppress all its strength." Said "Zhang Yan" and looked at the completely brainless guy opposite, expressionless : "I actually passed on all these to you just now, please trouble yourself to look through carefully..."

A certain Taoist priest who was once again disgusted by his own memory fragments touched his nose in embarrassment. He didn't understand why his mental body became more aggressive after the memory transmission failed. He suspected that the other party was angry, but he couldn't understand why the other party was angry. What.

Unable to figure it out, Zhang Yan could only silently lower his head and continue watching the live broadcast.

Wu Xie followed Zhang Yan for half an hour before he managed to get to the bottom of the plank road. Only then did he realize that the plank road was very well preserved, because the plank road had been repaired all the time, so there was still a layer of corners made of bamboo citrus on the outside. The frame, this kind of thing is very moisture-proof. After hundreds of years of corrosion, it is still very strong. When you walk on it, you can still hear the creaking sound of toughness.

But this place is already very close to the surface. The roots of many trees hang down from the cliffs on the side, wrapping around the handrails like plants. Some roots are very thick, just like octopus tentacles blocking the plank road. , there are more and more of these things as you go up, and it is very difficult to walk. There are several sections that are completely wrapped in roots, and there is almost no place to stand. Wu Xie had to use a machete to open the way, or simply crawled over.

Because of the invasion of the tree roots, the rocks here cracked, and stones fell from time to time. Wu Xie had to hold his head and be careful with his feet at the same time, and he felt more tired when walking than when climbing.At this moment, he looked up at the people in front of him, and couldn't help being surprised that the fake Zhang Yan could pass by so easily, and his behavior was really similar to the real Zhang Yan, so he couldn't help but silently raised the opponent's force value by two levels— —At least it's not something that Zhan Wuscum, like him, can handle.

"Please sort out the order before praising. It's just a shell simulated by borrowing the traces we left in the bronze tree. In reality, it is full of mistakes and omissions, and it will be broken with a poke."

Zhang Yan, who was once again bullied by himself, silently shut his mouth. Silence is gold and reticence is silver. It is not suitable for him to speak today.