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

Cooperation (Fix)

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"Cuckoo..."

Hearing the clucking sound that was getting closer and closer, Wu Xie's heartbeat became more and more rapid, but he still couldn't help but focus all his attention on the sound. When he smelled an increasingly strong stench, he couldn't stop He was so tense that he was about to suffocate. At this moment, his heart suddenly cleared up. Although he still couldn't help being frightened, he calmed down and relaxed for no reason, just like a drowning person who suddenly breathed air. Xie couldn't help being a little puzzled: Could it be that he was so scared that he couldn't feel the tension anymore?In this regard, the scabbard hanging around his waist said: The silly boy thought too much. , Has it been discovered? !

After another five or six minutes, an extremely eerie and clear "clack" sound exploded in his ears. Wu Xie immediately covered his mouth desperately to prevent himself from yelling, but his body still couldn't help trembling slightly and sweating rain.

In the darkness, Zhang Yan was looking coldly at the blood corpse that stretched his neck and screamed at Wu Xie through his sword blade and was not afraid of death because he felt Wu Xie's existence, and he clenched the hilt of the sword tightly. His wrist couldn't help raising the sword slightly. If he didn't feel that it didn't actually want to kill Wu Xie, he could hardly bear it. "Wu Xie's fate is different." Zhang Yan really felt Wu Xie for the first time. There is something unique about Xie Ming's personality, and at the same time, he can't help but wonder, what kind of weird problem does Wu Xie have?Not to mention the dead bodies wherever they go, the dead bodies like to put water on this guy and not kill them... Tang monk meat in the world of ghosts and monsters?

But even though he knew that the blood corpse didn't intend to kill Wu Xie, Zhang Yan, who felt provoked, couldn't help it anymore. After a black light flashed across the blade, he went straight to the blood corpse's neck, and the blood corpse finally felt it. Threatened, so while screaming, he reluctantly retreated slowly along the approaching blade, and Wu Xie, who judged the situation purely by sound, heard the sound began to fade, and his body slowly began to relax.

"Flop—" a sudden fart broke the fragile balance,

"This fat man!" For some inexplicable reason, Zhang Yan didn't want Zhang Qiling and the others to see his small movements in the dark, so he quickly retracted the sword with some depression, but the blood corpse took the opportunity to quickly get in front of Wu Xie ...

As soon as Zhang Yan put the sword back to his hand, the light came on. Wu Xie kept backing away in shock from the blood-faced monster that was almost sticking to his face. Zhang Yan, who was standing aside, immediately pulled Wu Xie's collar with his left hand and lifted him behind him. , commanded in a low voice, "Hold the scabbard," and slashed up with a sword with his right hand.

"Run!" He and Zhang Qiling yelled at the same time.

At this time, the fat man immediately showed agility that didn't match his figure at all. He rolled over on the donkey and rolled over to Pan Zi's side, picked him up and ran away.

Wu Xie came back to his senses and didn't have time to think about Zhang Yan's words, so he hurriedly ran behind the fat man and yelled, "Damn fat man! Did you fart just now!"

Fatty's face flushed immediately, "Damn! Your eye saw Fatty fart!"

Wu Xie, who was absolutely sure it was him, was full of annoyance, "I said, you are a fucking disaster!" At this moment, the fat man in front suddenly yelled: "Ah——!"

Wu Xie was taken aback for a moment, and just about to ask Fatty what, suddenly his feet were empty when he was running: "Ah——!"

As they yelled, the three fell into a stone room one after another.

I am the cutie line...

Zhang Yan cut a big gash in the body of the blood corpse with a sword, making him retreat a few steps,

And seeing Zhang Qiling also surrounded him, Zhang Yan swept Zhang Qiling with his eyes and signaled, "Let's go together, did it?"

Zhang Qiling understood Zhang Yan's gesture and nodded in agreement.

"Heck!" Enraged by Zhang Yan's sword, the blood corpse rushed towards Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan didn't hold it hard, and took turns flying a kite with Zhang Qiling to lead the rice dumplings to the corner of the tomb passage. The two were looking at each other. After taking a glance, Zhang Yan immediately made a feint to sell an opening to make the blood corpse's attention turn to himself, while Zhang Qiling took the opportunity to kick off the wall and jump into the air, turning around and jumping to the blood corpse's scissors, twisting his feet and waist, "Ka !", following the sound, the head of the blood corpse fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

After they partnered to kill the blood corpse, probably because of the joint battle and tacit understanding, the relationship between the two became a lot closer invisibly.

After landing, Zhang Qiling panted and picked up the head of the blood corpse. At this moment, he felt the gaze from Zhang Yan. This person who had been showing kindness to him inexplicably since the first meeting seemed to want to say something to him. What, so I looked back at the past "?"

Zhang Yan opened his mouth. After seeing Zhang Qiling picking up the bloody corpse, he did have many questions he wanted to ask, or the various questions he had read in the book, or just felt regret and obsession, but when all the words came to his mouth, he But I feel that it is meaningless, as if there is no need to say it, he and Wu Xie Wang Fatty are in this tomb, and he is no longer trapped in that Taoist temple but came to this world, time seems to be enough Complete everything he wants to say, see and do.

Zhang Yan smiled helplessly, thinking to himself that his obsession was too deep at the beginning, but now he was able to communicate but got stuck in the conversation. Waiting patiently for his unspoken words, Zhang Yan finally couldn't help but say, "Then give me your hand to feel the pulse."

It's rare to wait patiently for a long time for someone to speak, but in the end, Zhang Qiling said something like this: "【_￢】"

In the end, Zhang Yan got his pulse as he wished. Although he didn't feel anything about Zhang Qiling's physical abnormalities, he found a lot of minor problems about other health problems...

Zhang Qiling took the lead, Zhang Yan was behind, the two of them turned around for an unknown amount of time, Zhang Qiling stopped suddenly holding his head, "Wait for me, I'll be right back"

Zhang Yan guessed that he might be going to get the ghost seal, so he nodded, "I won't tell anyone."

Zhang Qiling seemed a little surprised when he heard the words, but he didn't seem to care too much. He just nodded to Zhang Yan and left. "Zhang Qiling seems to regard me as a member of the Zhang surname he lost? But I am not." Zhang Yan looked After Zhang Qiling left, he sat cross-legged and rubbed his chin, thinking, "This thing can't be faked. I only have scars and no tattoos on my body, and it's hard to explain the reason for the fake once the car overturns..."

"There is another very serious question: I am a black household with no money and no house here, and the things I carry with me are almost used up, so where should I go after I go out? Otherwise, I will rub against Wu Xie or a fat man?"

The beautiful dividing line...

"what--"

Fatty Wang, Wu Xie and the other three fell to the ground gorgeously with their buttocks towards the ground, like a wild goose falling into the sand.

"It's okay, there are two other big guys who are not afraid of corpses at least." Wu Xie thought to himself while rubbing his buttocks, but when he turned around, he found that there were only the fat man rubbing his buttocks and Pan Zi lying down in the stone room. , the other two had disappeared without a trace, Wu Xie immediately guessed that they might be dead, and couldn't help but feel that something was wrong, and the fat man began to think about it again. The fat man checked his surroundings, then put Pan Zi in the corner, and sat down by himself. Come down, rub your buttocks and say to Wu Xie: "By the way, I have to ask you something, did you also come to find Guixi?"

Wu Xie listened inexplicably: "Could it be that there is such a thing?"

The fat man listened carefully, and there seemed to be nothing chasing after him. He said softly, "What? You don't know anything, yet you dare to go down into this tomb? Do you know, what does this King Lu Shang do?"

When Wu Xie heard this, he seemed to be able to get something out of the fat man's mouth, so he asked, "Isn't he just a little prince, and I just heard that he can use Yin soldiers to fight."

"Fart" the fat man looked at Wu Xie contemptuously, and said triumphantly, "Let me tell you, the so-called King Lu Shang and the so-called soldiers fighting with Yin soldiers are actually a big lie. If I don't tell you the mystery hidden in it, you won't be able to guess it."

Wu Xie turned around and felt that the fat man seemed to know a lot, so he pretended not to believe it at all, and began to provoke the fat man to tell a story. When the fat man continued, "The seven sarcophagi here are probably all fake. The tomb of King Lu is all fake." He took a picture of the stone crossing that fell down just now with a beacon, and saw that nothing crawled over, and continued: "At first, I couldn't figure this out, but when I When I accidentally ran into the maze of stone passages, I suddenly discovered that this place is actually a tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty."

Wu Xie was taken aback: "Isn't this the escape route dug by those craftsmen?"

Pan Zi scolded in the corner: "I told you earlier, how could this be an escape route? Have you ever seen someone who dug the escape route like a maze? Who would have such a good interest?"

Wu Xie was even more confused. She seemed to be thinking of something but couldn't grasp the point: "How could someone build his own tomb on top of someone else's tomb? Isn't this trying to kill off children and grandchildren?"

The fat man touched his mouth and said, "You are also an inverted person. Naturally, you know the sayings of Feng Shui. Those of us who are inverted are the most disdainful. Apart from guiding us to be inverted, I really don't see anything else in this Feng Shui." Other uses. This Feng Shui is a science, but it is the knowledge of the ancients, the knowledge of the dead, and has nothing to do with us socialist young people."

He patted himself on the chest specifically, "Besides, this person who buried himself in someone else's tomb is also said in Feng Shui, it seems to be called... called... what is it called... Hidden Dragon Cave, anyway, it is similar to a Name, we don’t care about these superficial names. Anyway, it is very possible to bury yourself in someone else’s tomb, as long as you cooperate with your fortune and arrange it properly. Therefore, the coffin of King Lu Shang must be hidden in In the tomb of the Western Zhou Dynasty, there is absolutely no mistake!"

Hearing what he said, Pan Zi burst out laughing and said, "Why, you can understand Feng Shui even if you're such a bear?"

The fat man was furious: "What do you understand? If I don't understand... how can I know... so many things?"

Pan Zi laughed out loud, but the wound hurt when he laughed, he couldn't help covering his stomach, and said: "I don't know where you heard this nonsense, if you really understand Feng Shui, you can take us out of this maze? I can I turned 7 or 8 times and couldn’t find my way.”

The fat man was even more angry, "Who says I can't get out! If it wasn't for that stinky Taoist priest who took me around and then suddenly left me, causing me to go back to the seven-star coffin, fat man, I would have found a way to get out a long time ago!"

Listening to their conversation, Wu Xie finally remembered the previous incident and asked, "By the way, why did you leave me and run away? You know I was almost scared to death! What about the third uncle?"

Pan Zi straightened up with difficulty, and talked about what happened after he and Wu Xie separated

The fat man was startled when he heard the little green hand described by Pan Zi, his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't make a sound in the end. Pan Zi continued to say, "You will know in the future, I fell here I was in the same stone room, and then I found the stone path, fortunately, I am very skilled, and after dancing for a long time, I finally jumped up, otherwise I really don’t know when I will meet the little third master.”

"Then you don't know the whereabouts of Third Uncle and the others?" Wu Xie sighed.

Pan Zi seemed to have just realized that Uncle Three and the others were missing, and he also showed a very worried expression.

Wu Xie continued to turn to the fat man, and asked him: "Damn fat man, how did you get down? Tell me the truth, did you provoke that ghost?" The fat man shouted: "Hey, if you want to say that I was more wronged than Su San. When I ran to that place, the old man who appeared out of nowhere had already brought out the monster. The kid who was following me saw it, turned around and ran away after yelling, I saw that if I had to fight that monster desperately, I guess it was not impossible to win, but the spark of the revolution had to be preserved, and I hadn’t completed the task given to me by the organization, so I turned around and ran away. After a while, I saw that little brother stopped in front of me and asked me to stand there. Before I understood what was going on, he kicked the wall and I fell down. I thought he was going to save me. , I didn't expect so many bugs down there, damn it." Having said that, he looked around, afraid that another bug would crawl out.

Pan Zi took a look at Wu Xie and said, "Look, that kid seems to know this ancient tomb very well, it's not simple. There must be something wrong..."

Hearing Pan Zi's words, Wu Xie couldn't help becoming suspicious. Along the way, that Poker Bottle and that strange Taoist seemed to know too much, as if they could predict everything...

Just thinking about it, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten for a long time, but when he was about to look through his bag, he finally found a long black strip around his waist. "When did this happen?"

Hearing this, the fat man poked his head and looked, "This seems to be the scabbard of that stinky Taoist priest."

"Why did he hang the scabbard on me... Hey, why can't I take it off?"

"Never mind him, that stinky Taoist is haunted..., if he wants to hang on you, let him hang on, anyway, it's not you who are losing money, and looking at the pattern and the pendant on it, this thing seems to be a treasure of great value. ..." The fat man smacked his mouth while watching, "It's really impossible, you cut the belt after you go out, and then sell the thing on the scabbard, it's definitely worth your belt loss fee"

"He seems to have told me... let me hold it?"