Tomb Raiders Fake BG "Soul of the Sword"

Wu Xie lay on the counter of her shop, staring at the air in a daze, the shop was still as deserted as ever and there were no customers.The small electric fan on the counter was turning, sometimes blowing his bangs and rubbing against the tip of his nose to itch.

He took out the old itchy miniature hexagonal copper bell from his pocket and fiddled with it. The lines on it haunted him like a nightmare. Although it was filled with resin, it could no longer make that charming and crisp sound. .

It is such a small thing that seems to run through a huge secret.

After finally climbing out of the undersea tomb, getting rid of the forbidden woman and beating the sea monkey to death to escape the storm, and saying goodbye to the fat man and the little brother, he put the matter aside.

Because compared to investigating the little brother's life experience, he is personally facing a bigger problem - the old buddy went straight to him after he was released from prison, and invited him to fight against him.

To be honest, Wu Xie really didn't want to dig any more graves, Qixing Lu Palace and Xisha had already made him feel very tired.In that kind of place, a few lives are not enough.

Although I think so intellectually, but at the same time I want to figure out what is behind this series of coincidences.

"Oh..." He let out a long sigh.Who said that curiosity killed the cat?

Comrade Wu Xie, who was in his prime, got lost on the road of life.

At this time, a figure blocked Wu Xie's light, and he shook hands reflexively, hiding the bell in his palm.

I was so engrossed in my thoughts just now that I didn't notice anyone.

"welcome."

The last word "Pro" was almost stuck in his throat, because he just raised his head.Then I saw a woman in black standing there silently like a ghost, saying hello to myself: "Hey, what are you doing with such a mournful face?"

"Woo!" He shuddered and almost fell off the stool, his fingers trembling: "You, you..."

For some reason, he knew that there was a century-old sword soul named 'Ajiu' residing in the black gold ancient sword of Poker; and due to some force majeure, she became his first (maybe the last) soul 'acquaintance'.

Yes, it was the guy in front of him who was laughing so hard.

As for the above two "some", Wu Xie didn't want to mention it for the time being, because those were not pleasant memories.

The sword soul that disappeared from under his nose a few months ago suddenly reappeared in front of him, and greeted himself as if nothing happened.

Moreover, the strangest thing is that this (visual) Gu Dao, whose age is about three digits, is now wearing a black sailor skirt that does not match his identity at all, and is holding a lady's black briefcase in his left hand.

Who's going to tell herself where on earth did she get this kind of clothes that look like school uniforms in Japanese manga?Wu Xie was completely confused.

But in this way, she really has no other colors except black and white.

"Oh, don't worry." Ajiu casually pointed to the window next to her with the thumb of her right hand: "I turned in from the alley, and no one saw it."

I'm very worried, okay?You have to go through the window if you don’t want to leave a good door. If you are accidentally seen by others, they will think you broke through the empty door.

wrong!Not this question!

Wu Xie wanted to hug her head very much, but her own thinking was also dragged away unconsciously.He smiled awkwardly. Although the unknown creature in front of him would not do him any harm, human beings are always wary of unknown things.

In fact, I still have a bunch of questions I want to ask her, but I don't know where to start, so I casually asked, "How is little brother?"

"Thanks to you, he is fine." Ajiu lowered her chin slightly, glanced vaguely at Wu Xie's fist on the table, and said, "I'm here to deliver a message."

"Ah? What's the message?" Wu Xie's expression froze for a moment.Anyone who can figure it out with a toenail, and who can send Ajiu to pass on the message, will not be a second person except for the real? Stuffy oil bottle? The invincible big devil Zhang Qiling.

Ah Jiu lowered her eyelids and looked directly into Wu Xie's eyes: "He said, 'Don't go.'"

Hearing this sentence, Wu Xie's heart tightened.do not go?Where not to go?Fine beads of sweat oozed from the palm of his hand, and the copper bell in his hand pinched his hand, stimulating his nerve center.

Could it be that the little brother knew that the old itch had come to find him?Do you know where you are going?

However, he and his younger brother hadn't contacted each other since they parted ways in the undersea tomb in April. Why did they do it again now?

"What the hell is this..." He raised his head to ask for clarification, but found that there was nothing in front of him, and the girl who was standing there just now had disappeared.

He spread his palms, and the bell was still lying quietly in his palms, probably because of too much force just now, there was a small red mark on his palms.

Now it is September, and the summer heat has not completely subsided, but Wu Xie feels a chill like a basin of cold water, pouring him from head to toe.

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"I've delivered the message." When Ajiu returned home, Zhang Qiling didn't lie on the bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind. Instead, he stared intently at a drawing in front of the desk. When he heard her enter the room, he didn't turn his eyes.

Ajiu didn't mind either, and threw herself onto a small sofa in the corner of the room, staring at Zhang Qiling's back in a daze.

Not long ago, this guy who had always regarded himself as transparent finally took the initiative to speak to her.

After coming out of the undersea tomb, she slept in the knife for two weeks. After waking up, she returned to their silent way of getting along. Although the atmosphere was cold, it was very peaceful.

The only difference is that Zhang Qiling's way of treating her has undergone obvious changes. Although he still doesn't pay much attention to her, he no longer treats her like air.

In fact, Ajiu is not without words. On the contrary, after staying in the ancient tomb for many years, she finally appeared in a materialized form. She wanted to communicate more with humans. In fact, she and Wu Xie got along very harmoniously ( error).

<<<<<< Backtracking in time

It was the morning of the second week after he escaped from the undersea tomb. After Zhang Qiling opened his eyes, a cool morning breeze blew into the room, carrying the unique smell of green grass in the morning.Turning around, she saw that the window opposite the bed was open, and she was lazily sitting on the window frame. She had changed out of her usual black robe with wide sleeves and golden patterns. knee-length black pleated skirt.

She also noticed that he was awake and turned his head.

Zhang Qiling just looked at her blankly for ten seconds, and asked, "Can they see you like this too?"

Ajiu froze for a moment, and realized that he actually wanted to say, 'Can other people see your materialized form, too', so she nodded.

He didn't say anything, turned over and got up.

In the next two weeks, Zhang Qiling stayed at home and stayed honest for two weeks.Believe me, it's definitely not because he was tired from a trip to Xisha, he is Zhang Qiling, not Wu Xie, with that level of fighting, he will be fine once he sleeps.

It was rare to divert his attention away from his 'favorite' Daedou, a scroll of the Warring States Silk Book that he found when he went to fight at the beginning of the year, and a photocopy of another silk scroll from Wu Sansheng pieces.

But just studying these things can’t be used as a meal. He should have spent a lot of savings on buying the knife from Wu Sansheng a few months ago (Ajiu has no doubts about the price of his own knife body), if he continues to stay at home If he stays at home, he will be able to drink the northwest wind soon.

Finally, one morning in July, Ajiu saw her master picking up tools in her hiking bag. She was also bored at home, and she knew that he was going to fight when she saw this posture, and she felt a little happy.Compared with facing an expressionless iceberg face at home every day, it is more interesting to dig ancient tombs, and maybe you can encounter interesting things.

Picking up the black leather bag placed in the corner, Zhang Qiling almost packed it up, and finally stuffed Ah Jiu's black gold ancient knife into the bag, put on his dark blue coat and left.Seeing this, Ajiu followed in a calm manner, and slipped outside just as the door was about to close.

The distance here seems to be not far in the destination, so they go on foot.Today's weather is very good, the warm sun at the end of April is not so scorching, and the air in the wilderness is very fresh, unlike the cities.

She squinted her eyes comfortably to enjoy the tranquility, beautiful scenery and no noise. At this time, a few more plum blossom trees, some wine and enjoying the flowers comfortably are really satisfying!

The last time I enjoyed this view in a physical form was decades... oh no, hundreds of years ago?

Then look at the person walking two or three meters in front of me. The mountaineering backpack is casually slung on one shoulder, and a knife in a cloth bag is exposed from the bag.He wore a blue hoodie on his head, and walked slowly with his hands in his pockets.

The sunlight reflected the back of the person in front of her, and Ah Jiu was in a trance for a while, and an inexplicable sense of peace came to her heart.

Where has it been before, the feeling of deja vu.There seems to be such a person before.

Always walk in front of yourself, just follow that figure, you will have [-]% satisfaction.

Who is that man?

She was so distracted that she didn't realize that Zhang Qiling stopped and bumped into his strong back.

The former turned his head and frowned slightly.

Instead of paying attention to the other party's dissatisfaction, she raised her head, set her gaze on his face, and gradually regained focus.

"Speaking of which, you haven't told me your name yet."

Hearing these words, Zhang Qiling's body froze, and he looked straight at Ajiu, his eyes dimmed.She was stared at by her master for the first time, and she couldn't help being stunned. After staring at each other for a long time, she saw his thin lips slightly parted: "You don't remember."

The voice was very small, but it was still heard by Ajiu.

Can not remember?don't remember what?She looked at the person in front of her puzzledly, and thought to herself, you have counted how many words you have spoken to me in the past few months when I materialized?Did any of those few words mention your surname or first name?So he said with some amusement: "I think, my memory is not so bad that I forget the name of the person who just reported me recently."

He said nothing and turned around.After a long time, he took a step forward, and said in a deep voice that seemed to be talking to himself:

"Zhang Qi Ling."

The author has something to say: Xiuwen.Did the development between this chapter and the previous one feel too abrupt?