Tomb Raiders Fake BG "Soul of the Sword"

The author has something to say: Hmm~ I'm starting to enter the plot

The days of not fighting against each other are like years.

Ajiu came out from the knife, stretched, and then looked at Zhang Qiling hopefully.

The latter continued to lie on the bed and stared at the nothing ceiling, as if he wanted to stare at a flower.

She sighed a little.It seems that there is nothing to do today.

This Zhang Qiling, after returning from the burnt Miao Village, stayed behind closed doors and began to desperately study the scroll that he asked Ajiu to translate.In the beginning, I would ask her to help translate something, but then I completely ignored her existence and started to study hard.

She also helped him buy some necessary food downstairs every day, lest he forget himself and run out of food.

Except in the cemetery, following Zhang Qiling at other times would be like suffering.

At the same time, she had to admit that from the moment he stepped into the cemetery, his whole aura changed, exuding an irresistible domineering aura.

But in daily life, he is no different from a statue walking in clothes-without expression or talking to you.

I don't know how many days have passed after such a boring day, and he seems to have finally finished the content of that volume.Then he seemed to start preparing for a long-distance trip. After these preparations were completed, he began to lie on the bed calmly every day with his eyes closed, or stare at the ceiling in a daze, as if waiting.

Waiting for an opportunity for him to go, an order.

Finally at the end of the year, the signal came.An old envelope was stuffed through the door of Zhang Qiling's house.Ajiu picked up the letter. It was different from the last letter. This time it was an old envelope that had started to turn yellow. There was no postage stamp on it, and there was no signature of the sender. It seemed that the letter was sent instead of the post office. It was sent directly or sent by someone, and the recipient column read: Dumb Zhang.

Ah Jiu couldn't help laughing, this title is really appropriate, if he hadn't said a word to her a few days ago, maybe he would really think that this guy can't speak.Turning over the envelope, the seal was not glued, and a corner of the white letter paper was exposed inside.

At this time, a hand stretched out from behind Ajiu and took the letter away.Turning his head, he saw that the boring king had already opened the letter paper.

It took Zhang Qiling less than a minute to read the letter, burned it with fire like last time, and then began to pick things into the backpack without saying a word.

Seeing his appearance, Ajiu was overjoyed, the days of suffering were finally over.

<<<<<

Life will always give you some 'surprises' that you don't want.

When Wu Xie opened the door of the train box to Jilin, he couldn't help thinking.

On the upper bunk, Men Wang closed his eyes and meditated, the fat man was eating instant noodles, and Daohun was sitting on the lower bunk opposite him, staring out the window in a daze.All of my bad friends are here.

Grandpa, could it be that my horoscope matches them?

He has some headaches.

"Damn it, it's you again?" The fat man raised his eyebrows, but his tone was full of uncontrollable joy.

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down carelessly on the seat next to him: "What? You are only allowed here, so I can't come, sir?"

"Ha." The fat man smiled brightly: "You are so naive, don't be poor with me."

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they chatted soon.According to Fatty, he himself was found by someone contacted by Guangtou Chu.

"Hanging the horn? By my third uncle?" Wu Xie was a little surprised.

"Bah, if Fatty, I know that this matter has something to do with your uncle P, I won't come for any amount of money!"

That little brother should be similar, Wu Xie was very sensible and didn't talk to someone who had nothing to say, but turned his attention to a certain girl who was sitting on the bed opposite and was imitating his master to play deep.

"Hehe..." The fat man hooked Wu Xie's neck and winked at him with a smile, and said in a low voice, "That girl was brought by my brother, can't you tell?"

Fatty, the 'sister' you mentioned is probably the age of your ancestor.Wu Xie complained fiercely in her heart, of course I knew that my younger brother brought him, since I saw her just a few months ago.

Fatty didn't see his tangled expression, touched his chin and sighed: "You really don't look like you, I didn't expect that little brother to be quite skilled."

"..." Wu Xie hid her face, Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu, how many people have you deceived by this face.Wu Xie took a quick glance at the opposite side, considering whether to tell Fatty the details of the guy opposite him.

I don't know if she heard the whispers between herself and the fat man, but with Wu Xie's quick glance, she saw her show a meaningful smile to himself, making him break out in cold sweat.

This laugh is too creepy.Wu Xie twitched the corner of her mouth.

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The only tools to pass the time on the train are electronic products and poker.

A group of six people (actually five people plus a knife) squeezed into a carriage, and the old man, who was nearly half a year old, left the carriage on his own.

This person was Chen Pi Asi, Zhang Qiling had seen this person several times when Ajiu was inside the blade, and he seemed to be working under Chen Pi Asi himself.

Fatty Wu Xie and Pan Zi gathered around a bunk and chatted with each other. The atmosphere in this box was quite harmonious, except for the two people who were out of place.

"Big sister, do you want to come over and play poker together?" Pan Zi and Fatty are not people who don't know the atmosphere, and it's embarrassing to see a girl standing there alone without talking.

"Well... no, I won't." She replied, then continued to look down at a hardcover book she got from somewhere.

Ah Jiu's reading itself is not a hot spot, Wu Xie clearly saw the words 'Holy Bible' stamped in gold on the black velvet cover.

This guy whose age can be in three or four digits is actually reading the Bible?This half-ghost, half-goblin woman is actually interested in God?Is he crazy or is the world crazy?

"Speaking of which, what is the origin of that old man? Is it possible that he really wants to go up the mountain with such an old guy in his seventies and eighties?" The fat man threw down his cards angrily: "I don't want to do it, fat man. If that's the case, it's better to just... "

Before he finished speaking, Pan Zi stopped him with a look. Wu Xie didn't say anything, but he obviously knew what he wanted to say next.

Inverted fighting is gambling with one's own life, and no one wants to take care of others in an extremely critical moment.Although it is said that playing the trumpet is a share of the pie, it does not mean that they are companions who trust each other, especially in this line of work, if they are a little careless in the middle, they may be killed by their accomplices.

If the old man dragged them down on the road, it would be better to stab him in secret.

After Chen Pi Asi opened the door and came in, the air was extremely distressed. Just like the thief who was caught stealing, several people bit the bullet and continued to play cards.

At this moment, there was only one thought in the minds of several people: Hurry up to the station.

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The moment Ajiu got off the car, she was swept away by the waves of people. She was just about to look around for Zhang Qiling when a strong hand grabbed her right wrist and pulled her forward.

This feeling is not unfamiliar, it seems that someone has pulled her like this before.

A little tough, but held her firmly.

Of course she knew whose hand it was, so she turned sideways and followed him through the vast crowd.

Wu Xie, Fatty and Pan Zi stood there with depressed faces, as if they didn't expect that Baldy Chu would come out like this, and the layout carefully planned by Wu Sansheng was suddenly disrupted.

"What should we do now?" The fat man asked, spitting.

"..." What else can I do, Wu Xie glanced at Zhang Qiling, who patted him on the shoulder: "Follow the old man."

After pushing and shoving, they finally managed to get out from Shanhaiguan Station in the dark.Wu Xie took out cigarettes and distributed them to Fatty and Pan Zi, and lit them herself, and they squatted and rested on the grass in the park.

"Hmph. Just because your grandsons still want to dig up the Nine Dragons Carrying Coffin of the Eastern Xia Emperor, do the people in Wu Sansheng have bad eyesight when they are old?" Chen Pi Asi looked at them coldly, the disdain on his face was evident. Metaphor.