Tomb Raiders Notes - Zhangjia Mausoleum Keeper

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That hand was so strong that I struggled desperately but couldn't break free. My face and arms were scratched and covered with scars. At this moment, an extremely deep and somewhat familiar voice sounded in my ear, that voice told me, "Don't move." !"

He was telling me "Hold on!" and put me down.

I shivered and lit the lighter, saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face, rubbed my eyes, almost not sure, and asked tentatively: "Father? Father?"

Is the man in front of me with sunken cheeks, disheveled hair and unshaven beard really my father?Like and not quite like.

He raised his eyes and looked at me, with infinite love and affection shining in his eyes, how could this kind of look be wrong, he called hoarsely: "Zi Lin."

"Father, it's really you! I finally found it." Tears welled up in my eyes instantly. Compared to you who are still alive and well, what happened to me is nothing. I threw myself into his arms and shouted loudly. cry.

He stroked my hair lightly and said nothing.

Only after I had vented my emotions did he help me up, gently wiped away the tears on my face, and said with a smile, "I'm so old, and I love to cry so much."

I rubbed against his arm affectionately, and I felt a little embarrassed. He patted my shoulder and said sadly: "I made you worry, this journey has been very hard!"

I shook my head, looked at him, and asked, "Where's my mother?"

Hearing this, his expression suddenly dimmed. Just as he was about to speak, a large layer of stone collapsed at his feet. It seemed that the giant snake outside hadn't given up on hunting me.

My father's face changed, and he said to me: "Quick... get out of here quickly."

Then he dragged me out of another hole, and there was another very narrow passage outside. The artificial traces on the passage were very obvious. I don’t know when it was dug out for what purpose. Through the passage, another small passage was squeezed in. The stone room is full of rubble. We have passed through at least a dozen small stone rooms that are connected. Finally, I couldn't help calling out to my father who was running in front, waved to him, and said, "I really don't know." If you can't run anymore, take a rest first."

My father nodded, found a seat next to me and sat down silently. At this time, the lighter in my hand was so hot that it was about to explode. He didn't feel any pain even though he was running for his life.

I blew lightly, and at this moment, the surrounding was eerily quiet. In the darkness, I couldn't feel the presence of my father, as if there was no breath of living people around, and the sense of fear surged in my heart again. Hallucination?I hurriedly touched the lighter on the ground again, wanting to make sure.

At this time, the father's deep voice sounded again and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

I finally felt relieved, and I was sure it was not a dream or a hallucination, and my father was really sitting beside me.

The doubts in my stomach must be answered now, and I couldn't help asking: "Father, why did you go to the mountain for so long this time, and where is my mother? Do you know that there are still a group of people in the mountain?"

After waiting for a long time, I heard him answer, and said in a sad and helpless tone: "Zi Lin, we have difficulties! I can't tell you now, your mother is... now safe."

"Then where is she now? What do you eat these days?" I chased after her.

"Uh, you will see her. We have our own way of eating. People who have spent half their lives in the mountains will starve to death in the mountains!"

At this time, I thought of Poker Ping, and asked again: "Father, do you know that we have a patriarch?"

"Patriarch? When did you show up? Have you seen him?" Father's tone suddenly became agitated, and in the darkness, his two hands were able to accurately hold my arm and shake it non-stop.

When did my father's hand strength become so amazing? I gasped from being pinched, and couldn't help shouting "It hurts...it hurts," feeling him startled, and then let go.

I rubbed my arms and said, "He is a young man who looks about my age. He has saved me many times, and his character is not bad. Then he told my father the whole story from how I met Poker Bottle to how I got lost. over again."

He was silent for a long time after listening, and after a long time, I began to suspect that he had disappeared, and I was about to touch the lighter on the ground.

He sighed heavily, and then said seriously: "Zi Lin, you have to remember that in this tomb, you can't trust anyone's words too much, and what you see with your own eyes may not be true. Not a place you can imagine."

My scalp tingled when I heard my father's words, and I couldn't help asking: "Then what is the secret that our Zhang family is guarding?"

I waited for a long time, but my father didn't answer, and he didn't speak again. I wondered if I was going too far and asked this question that shouldn't be asked.

I called my father a few more times in the dark, but there was still no response. I thought that there should be a limit to being angry. I knew that I was afraid that I would suddenly be silent again, so I touched the lighter on the ground and turned it on. Now, the gasoline inside was almost ignited. With the faint light of the flame, I looked around, and there was no sign of my father. He just disappeared out of thin air.

"Father, father..." I stood up in a panic, my nerves were so fragile that I was about to collapse, I called out to my father loudly, and ran around, passing through one stone room after another, as if there was no end to it, the appearance of my father, And the scenes just now flashed through my mind like a flashlight, torturing me to the point of going crazy, until I was exhausted and couldn't run anymore, leaning against the wall of a stone room to breathe.

At this time, a rustling sound suddenly came from above the stone room, getting closer and closer, like the sound of something scraping against the stone. I picked up Wu Xie's AK47 on guard, and was about to let it run out. a shuttle.

But the voice suddenly stopped again, as if waiting for something, I understand that animals will observe before hunting their prey, this is the calm before the storm, I want to act first, but now I don't know what it is What, I don’t know where it is hiding. I don’t dare to light the fire at the moment. I can only judge the surrounding situation by listening to the sound. People will always be forced to use a lot of potential in desperation, like me. This kind of timid person who doesn't know anything knows how to die in the underground, but now I am alone, and the awareness of survival keeps reminding me not to give up, and don't scare myself, no matter what terrible things happen If you can't escape, you can fight, if you can't, then you can kill yourself. I call it a dignified death.

Just as I was thinking wildly, there was a sudden "bang" from the stone room next door, as if something had fallen from it, and I thought to myself that the top of the stone room was a real stone!What the hell can penetrate the stone, I lit the lighter in my hand in some horror, and by the light of the fire, I saw a green lantern blinking green like a gong appearing at the door of the stone room, and my heart died instantly. There is.

"Then... that snake is chasing after it." My legs were almost weak, and I was about to shoot and fight it to the death, but my hand was grabbed. I looked back and saw my father's thin face again. He made a silent movement, motioned me not to speak, then extinguished the lighter in my hand, and pulled me back gently towards another stone room.

The snake didn't move at all, it was still there, as if it didn't see us, my father and I kept stepping back gently, in the dark, my father seemed to be able to see it completely, and could easily avoid the pile of rubble To the exit, and then into another room again, I can't count how many rooms I walked, there was still no movement behind me, and then I drilled out a stone room door, and I felt that the air circulation was no longer the same as before Depressed, as if entering a wide hole, it seems that we have finally drilled out of the group of connected stone chambers. The ancients were sometimes really baffled, and could not understand why building such a labor-intensive thing.

My father finally stopped, and I lit the lighter again, only to see it puff a few times, barely turning on the light, my father turned his head, and before I could speak, he pointed behind me in horror, his expression seemed to be looking at me. I saw something terrible, I thought the snake was following us silently, and I turned my head without thinking, only felt a sudden pain in my neck, dizziness in my head, turned around with difficulty and looked at the father in front of me. Only then did I realize that his face was bluish-black, and he didn't look like a living person's face at all. He ruthlessly piled me into the deep rocky pit behind him, took off his dirty clothes and threw them away. On me, and then I found a worn shirt jacket from my bag. This person, or this ghost, looks so much like my father, and he even has a tattoo on his chest that looks like a bottle of oil. The unicorn pattern, my shirt didn't fit him at all, he gave me a weird smile for the last time, and then disappeared directly into the darkness.