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

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After Zhang Yan arrived at the location, he stuck himself on the top of the tomb passage with his sword. Not long after, he saw the head of Wu? After looking around, Xie had a series of super face-changing expressions from surprise to disappointment to fear. She couldn't help but reach out to cover her raised lips, so as not to laugh out loud. After a while, she sat down blankly Wu Xie seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly started rummaging through the package frantically, "It's a pity that no mobile phone can take pictures, otherwise this can be regarded as a very meaningful collection, but it's good to see these. This pair of tricks is not in vain.”

Zhang Yan looked at Wu Xie who was flipping through the package below, he couldn't help smacking his lips, his smile was unscrupulous and distorted, and because of this, he retracted his foot that was about to jump off, dispelling a certain Taoist who was about to go down to say hello and continue to hang on In the hidden place on the top, I enjoyed a wonderful mime performance by a certain day.

It wasn't until Wu Xie started to press the mechanism that he jumped down and grabbed Wu Xie who was about to fall. Wu Xie, who was just below his feet but was suddenly grabbed by the back collar, was startled and couldn't see behind him at all. When someone came, he pulled his collar and struggled subconsciously: "Who, let me go!"

Zhang Yan suddenly smiled happily, "Are you sure?"

"Nonsense! Who the hell wants to be picked up-ah-!" Wu Xie fell into the secret passage before he could remember who the voice sounded familiar to him.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Yan withdrew the sword in his left hand that had been pressing on the mechanism. Looking at the mechanism that had been restored to its original state, he smiled and said to himself, "It's just a matter of letting go, no thanks..."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yan suddenly remembered that he forgot to throw down the scabbard to help Wu Xie drive away the corpse.

But after staying for two seconds, a certain Taoist laughed even more unscrupulously. It's okay to suffer a little bit, anyway, nothing will happen for a while...

Suddenly, Zhang Yan, who was laughing cheerfully, turned serious, and looked sideways at the depths of the tomb—that was the direction of the blood corpse tomb. "This voice...is something really wrong?"

He jumped up to a relatively hard-to-find place on the top of the tomb and looked into the depths of the tomb passage on that side. After a short while, he saw a blue figure running past Zhang Yan, and when he passed by Zhang Yan, he raised his head and looked at Zhang Yan silently. Yan didn't feel embarrassed when he was discovered, but waved his hand naturally as a greeting.

Zhang Qiling ran past not far from Zhang Yan's location and stopped suddenly. When the fat man behind him ran to the place where Wu Xie was just now, he suddenly called out "stop" and pressed the switch suddenly. Hearing the sound, he subconsciously The fat man who stopped walking immediately fell down before he could react——

Congratulations to Fatty Wang for achieving the achievement of sharing fate with Wu Xie

Seeing that the fat man also fell, Zhang Yan jumped off the top of the tomb and asked Zhang Qiling, "Is the blood corpse still coming out?"

Although it was an interrogative sentence, Zhang Yan used an affirmative tone.

Zhang Qiling nodded, took the time to draw out the black gold ancient knife and concentrated on guarding, his sharp eyes have been looking at the depths of the tomb passage from the beginning, without the slightest distraction.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan sighed, took off his coat and scabbard and handed it to Zhang Qiling, "Go down first, I'll lure it away." Zhang Qiling hesitated a bit, and silently asked Zhang Yan if he was sure, "Don't worry, it's absolutely fine to lure the light away. Take care that the clothes of Pindao's scabbard will not get dirty, besides, there is not only a fat man here..."

Before Zhang Yan finished speaking, he saw the figure of the blood corpse getting closer accompanied by the screaming of frogs, so he rushed forward to wrap around the blood corpse, and shouted to Zhang Qiling, "You know there are corpses below, don't go down anymore Put out the fire, Fatty and the others will be really cold, if there is any injury after going down, there is a small square box in the sleeve robe that contains ointment for trauma."

Zhang Qiling put away the knife and picked up Zhang Yan's belongings. After carefully observing Zhang Yan's fight with the blood corpse for two seconds and felt that there was no problem, he nodded, "I'll wait for you below." He opened the mechanism and jumped down.

I am the charming dividing line...

In the stone room where the fat man Wu Xie fell one after another, Wu Xie and the others were frantically using fire to beat the corpses that came for the siege, but as the fire became darker and darker, the circle of corpses became larger and larger. The younger he was, Wu Xie couldn't help swallowing, his eyes showed a trace of despair, seeing that he really couldn't get away, Fatty Wang coughed apologetically: "Comrades, I have troubled you, it seems that we have to I went to see Max, my fat man was never afraid of anything, but I really didn’t expect to die like this.”

Pan Zi was anxious and angry, and directly cursed: "Fatty man, where the hell did you come from, I really want to fuck you to death!"

Seeing that Huozhezi was dying, Wu Xie was so anxious that he almost burst into tears, and said, "You guys think of a way, otherwise no matter who smokes, the bugs will take advantage of it!"

At the same time, he finally remembered that before he fell, the owner of the voice he heard should be a Taoist priest who had seen before, and he couldn't help asking the fat man with a glimmer of hope, "Did you see a Taoist priest before you came down? Did he come down?" won't come down?"

Before the fat man could reply, Pan Zi was already yelling, "It's too late to call someone, this fire book is too small, now I can only help myself!"

While talking, he gave the fire zip and the gun to Wu Xie and Fatty respectively, "I'll count to three, and I'll attract these bugs, and you all run to the bottom of the wall as hard as you can, and climb up as a personal ladder. There must be enough time, I'll move fast, wait If you go up, I will run over again, and there will be no time to lose!"

Wu Xie watched Pan Zi jump into the pile of corpses, and shouted to save Pan Zi, but was pulled and dragged by the fat man to climb up the opening in the wall. As an ordinary salted fish boss, he looked at Pan Zi, who was covered with corpses, panicked and almost cried, while the fat man yelled at Pan Zi, "Get up quickly, just take a few steps!" Way to go!"

At this moment, there was another sound from the top, and a person jumped down from the top. Wu Xie thought it was that weird Taoist priest at first, but when he took a closer look, it was the stuffy oil bottle who came with them, but with the The scabbard and clothes he was wearing looked like the Taoist priest's things, and with his arrival, the corpses that had been rushing in like a tide also receded like a tide at this time.Disappeared deep in several hook holes in the wall. 【Note [-]】

Wu Xie couldn't help but be overjoyed, only felt that he escaped from the dead for a while and temporarily cast away some doubts.

Fatty couldn't help shouting in surprise, "God, this guy is not dead!"

At this time, Zhang Qiling caught a glimpse of Pan Zi who was dying on the ground, and hurried up to carry him on his back. Wu Xie and Fatty saw that they were saved, so they quickly reached out, one holding Pan Zi, and the other holding Poker Bottle , and pulled them up.

When the four of them came up, Wu Xie and Fatty hurriedly wanted to check Pan Zi's injuries, but Zhang Qiling held him down, "Wait a little longer..."

Just as Wu Xie was about to ask why, he heard another sound from the mechanism, and another white shadow flashed down quickly, like a cat, jumped up again as soon as it landed, and flashed directly in front of them, "Hurry up! It can't be dragged up!" how long is it

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling immediately handed the things in his hand to Zhang Yan and stood up to open the way. The fat man also understood immediately, jumped up immediately, carried Pan Zi on his back and followed closely behind. Although Wu Xie didn't understand why, he also responded. He quickly followed up, and Zhang Yan followed Wu Xie to make a break.

After Zhang Yan and the others turned several turns, Zhang Qiling finally stopped, "Okay, the design of the stone road here is weird, and it shouldn't be able to catch up in a short time."

Hearing this, Zhang Yan took a look at the environment where he stopped. It was an intersection of tomb passages, and there was no danger, so he made no sound, acquiescing to Zhang Qiling's statement.

The others, who were already sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

Wu Xie let himself go, and after looking around at the few people present, he couldn't help asking Zhang Qiling, whom he felt relatively familiar with, what they were talking about. Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie but didn't answer. He only sighed and helped the fat man put Pan Zi down.

And Zhang Yan, who was watching the play leisurely, finally stepped forward to carefully inspect Pan Zi's injuries. After all, the novel is completely different from the reality, not to mention that he can't remember many places clearly, so he still has to take a closer look.

Zhang Qiling pressed his abdominal cavity with his hands, pulled out the ancient black gold knife from his waist, and said to Zhang Yan, "Help me hold him..."

Zhang Yan smiled when he heard the words, and held up the silver needle bag he had just dug out from his pouch, "This will do."

Looking at Zhang Qiling's indifferent eyes as if looking at slaughtering pigs and sheep, the movement of drawing a knife, and the slender silver needle that Zhang Yan had already drawn out, Wu Xie at the side was immediately shocked, "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Qiling swiped his fingers around Pan Zi's wound and returned to "he got one in his stomach." Zhang Yan nodded along with him, Wu Xie was still a little suspicious, after all, the eyes of the two people really didn't look alike As if he wanted to save someone, the fat man also looked at the few people present, and he immediately had a bottom line in his mind.

He patted Wu Xie on the shoulder and walked to Zhang Qiling to fight. At the same time, he said to Wu Xie who was still a little nervous, "Judging from your performance, I trust them more."

Wu Xie looked at the fat man suspiciously, opened his mouth, and finally comforted himself, treating him as a dead horse as a living horse doctor, after all, he had no other good way to save Pan Zi.

The two people here also noticed the change in Wu Xie. Zhang Qiling immediately nodded to Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan immediately sealed Pan Zi's acupuncture points with needles and paralyzed Pan Zi's abdominal nerves and body movements. Seeing this, Zhang Qiling provoked Pan Zi with a knife. Then he inserted his fingers into the wound at lightning speed, probing and hooking, and a blue corpse was pinched out. Zhang Yan then retracted all the needles and regained the physical sensation. Pan Zi instantly arched in pain.

"This one suffocated in his stomach."

Zhang Qiling threw the insect corpse away: "The wound is too deep, if it is not disinfected, it may be infected, which is very troublesome."

The fat man's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he immediately took out the glorious bullet in the gun, threatening to burn Pan Zi's wounds like the one used in the United States. Pan Zi was so angry that he cursed at him, and quickly grabbed the fat man's feet to stop the other party's movements, expressing that he would rather use the straps directly. After tying the wound, the fat man looked at Pan Zi struggling, and said indifferently, "Personal heroism is not fashionable these days, comrade, I have seen your intestines, so don't hold on." After finishing speaking, he was ready to defuse the bomb , Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie hurriedly stopped him from left to right.

After holding down the fat man, Zhang Qiling paused for two seconds, silently looking at Zhang Yan, who looked beside him with an excited face. He remembered that Zhang Yan had said about the medicine before.

And Zhang Yan, who had just put on his outer robe and had time to watch the play, knew that he couldn't make a fuss anymore. He handed out the medicine and bandages that he had already held in his hand, and after tossing and turning, he looked at Pan Zi everywhere. After applying the medicine, Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had time to think about other things. He asked the fat man, "By the way, who the hell are you?" To say something, at this moment, Zhang Qiling's expression suddenly became concentrating, and he gestured to the few people not to make a sound. Zhang Yan, who also felt something coming, quickly used the fat man's own hand to cover his face just now. Opened his mouth, ready to answer Wu Xie's words, and began to hold his breath at the same time. After Zhang Qiling also signaled Wu Xie to cover his mouth and nose, he also covered Pan Zi's nose with one hand and turned off the miner's lamp with the other.

The surroundings suddenly fell into silence and darkness.

"Cuckoo..."

Suddenly, one cluck after another began to grow from small to large from the side of the aisle.

Hearing the sound getting closer, Zhang Yan suddenly remembered Wu Xie's strange physique that was exceptionally capable of lifting corpses and attracting rice dumplings. After thinking about it, he quietly left the spot and walked to Wu Xie's side. The sword stretched out in front of Wu Xie to block it, and at the same time quietly hung the scabbard on the belt around Wu Xie's waist.