Tomb Raiders Fake BG "Soul of the Sword"

--Who are you?

Huh?Is he asking me?

Obviously, because there is no third party in this place except her and him.

Ah Jiu was stuck by this question, those three words hit her eardrums over and over again like echoes, echoing in her mind.

who are you who are you who are you...

The guy who was fighting with me just 1 minute ago actually asked himself with a frosty face, 'Who are you? '

"Zhang Qiling, is your head caught by the coffin lid?" Her black pupils stared at Zhang Qiling, and she blurted out these words almost without thinking.

However, as soon as the words came out, she saw the pupils of the other party tighten, and a big hand suddenly grabbed at her. She lowered her head to hide, and retreated to a distance of one and a half meters from him.

The blow just now was aimed at her neck.She promised that if she was an ordinary person, that force could strangle her half to death.

This is Zhang Qiling?Would Zhang Qiling want to harm her?She suddenly hesitated.

Seeing that the attack failed, the other party pulled out the dagger thrown just now from under the coffin and stabbed at her.Ajiu, who had no time to hide, had to spread the fan in front of her body, and the dagger passed through the gap between the two metal fan blades. There was a sharp bang, and she almost saw the sparks produced by the friction between the two metal blades.The blade was forced to change its track, and just scratched her face three centimeters below the eyes, blood dripped out, and slid down her pale skin like a coquettish flower.

She no longer has any doubts about his swift movements, strength, piercing eyes, and the pure black dagger in his hand. The murderous man in front of him is definitely Zhang Qiling.

Why did he suddenly not recognize himself?

Changing the angle of the fan, exerting a little force on the wrist, he stuck his dagger in the owner, and with a flick upward, the dagger flew out.At the same time, the fan was already closed, pointing directly at Zhang Qiling's throat.

To his master, this action is very rude.But before that, she needs to figure out what's going on.

After getting closer, she had a chance to observe Zhang Qiling carefully. His sullen face and hairstyle were exactly the same as her master's, but what puzzled her was that just now, when she saw him for the last time, Zhang Qiling was still wearing his usual dark blue dress. A green hoodie, but the person in front of him is wearing a green uniform, which is somewhat similar to the clothes of modern soldiers.

She thought it was his loss of soul attack, because Zhang Qiling seemed to have a precedent.But she immediately dismissed the idea.In such a short period of time, even if he lost his memory, it was impossible for him to recover so quickly - the symptoms of this soul-losing disease are obviously different.Moreover, the possibility of amnesia after changing clothes is almost infinitely close to zero.

Zhang Qiling is playing with her?She would rather believe that Wu Xie gave up antiques and married a fat girl to go home and have children, and the fat man changed careers to become a sports coach, but she also didn't believe that Zhang Qiling had such a playful mind.

Moreover, he never left his body, and his black gold blade was not carried behind his back.

Subconsciously, Ajiu began to perceive it, but in the end she gasped—she couldn't find her own body.

This is absurd, she can guarantee that even if she is separated from the main body by half the world, she can still feel it, even if the feeling will be very vague, so vague that she can't know exactly where it is.

But now she can't feel the existence of her own body at all.

The blade disappeared?Impossible, then it is impossible for her to move now, and she will disappear if the blade is broken.She is still here, which means that the main body is safe and sound.

The wound on her face was still burning hot, stinging her nerves, and it was like a warning.A lot of thoughts were churning in her mind.

In the two seconds she was in a daze, Zhang Qiling had already pushed her fan away, and the hand with two oddly long fingers had already grabbed her neck.

For the first time, she experienced what it was like to be in the dark without air.

"Let me ask again, who are you?" His tone was a little impatient.

She stared at his face for a long time, and said to him with an expression of 'you know why': "What do you think the identity of the person you meet in this kind of place will be? Mr. Grave Robber."

"How do you know my name?"

"I'm just calling my idiot master who wants to marry the ceiling all day long...you look too much like him." The pressure on the neck increased, and finally she almost fell from her throat. It was difficult to squeeze out these words.

Zhang Qiling frowned, looked up at the coffin behind her, let go with a cold snort, but obviously didn't believe what she said.

She greedily took a few breaths of air, the feeling of suffocation was really uncomfortable.

The feeling of being choked by Zhang Qiling was even more uncomfortable.

She stood up and looked at the tomb by the light of the flashlight.A strange feeling arises spontaneously.

Although it's not very clear with only a dim light source, this tomb is very similar to the one before she fell just now.There is a black coffin in the middle of the tomb, and there are two tomb passages facing each other.

There are two upper and lower chambers. Is it a double-storey tomb?

She took out her own flashlight and took a look at the top of her head. It was a dry yellow, which was definitely dirt and not wood.

"What's going on?" She asked Zhang Qiling with some doubts.The latter gave her a look of not knowing why: "What are you asking?"

She gave him a strange look. If the feeling just now was correct, she should have fallen straight up and down.If this is the bottom of the chain flap, then there must be wooden boards on the top, not soil.

Where did I fall from?

Still holding the flashlight and raising her head, she planned to go around to the other side of the coffin, but suddenly a strong hand grabbed her arm.

Turning his head, Zhang Qiling stared at her expressionlessly.

"What are you doing?" She frowned.

Zhang Qiling didn't speak, but just threw a heavy object in front of the place she was about to step on just now, and heard a 'click', the mechanism was activated, several wooden boards were flipped open, and then quickly closed again.The surface is flat again.

Another chain flap.Ajiu was startled, could it be that she fell back to the original tomb?

He let go of his hand, and pointed to the corridor he just entered: "The exit is here."

Two people walked in the narrow tomb passage one after the other.

I have to say that Zhang Qiling's face had a great influence on her. Although there are many things to ask him (whether he will answer or not is still a question), I should get out of this tomb first, this is definitely not a suitable place for conversation.

It's not weird if there are two people in the world who have an extremely similar look.But let her believe that if two people have the same appearance, personality, voice, and walking movements, then the world will be really messy.

Looking at his back like this made her feel both familiar and strange.It's as if they're back to the distance they were before going to the tomb.

At the end of the road, Zhang Qiling didn't take the next step, as if waiting for what he would do.She looked at him with a half-smile: "Are you still looking for a way out?"

There is "Don't you know the most about organs and such things?" in the eyes? ' look, in the eyes of outsiders, is full of provocation.

Zhang Qiling glanced at her coldly with his eyes that could be as bright as a newly sharpened saber, walked to the front and opened the mechanism, a secret door slowly opened.

The sunlight she felt the moment she stepped out of the ancient tomb was so dazzling in her eyes.

Zhang Qiling in front of him was soaked in the sunlight, and there seemed to be golden streamers flickering around him.

She had seen his dazzling appearance before.

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Walking with Zhang Qiling in Changsha, this feeling is very strange - she obviously lived here not long ago, but now it feels like walking in a place she has never been to.

The city is still the same city, the street is still the same street, but the people are different.

She was dressed in a pure black sailor suit that was out of place with the whole street, and she received strange attentions from people along the way.

In order not to cause trouble to him, Ajiu always kept a distance from him, but not so much that he would lose track of him.

She has completely accepted her situation, although it is a fantasy, but the fact is in front of her eyes that if she does not accept it, she will make life difficult for herself-just a day ago, she followed Zhang Qiling before boarding the train back to Changsha, at the train station. At the ticket office, she clearly saw '[-], March [-]th' written in red letters on a white background on the old-fashioned wall calendar.

If she remembers correctly, she and Zhang Qiling set off for Liaoning on January [-], [-].

No wonder he knew himself 20 years later, but he didn't remember him.

It turned out that they had met so many years ago.It's just that, to her at that time, this was the future tense, and to Zhang Qiling at that time, it was the past tense.

——She went back to more than 20 years ago.

The author has something to say: It is said that this chapter was stuck all afternoon... This chapter was originally planned to be combined with the previous chapter into one chapter, and then I found that it is a kind of fun to carve in key places [← I killed it to ask the little brother Why is it swollen? My answer is that the little brother is doing well~ You can see that he is still alive and kicking. [Hey, well, I’ve been updating the text so diligently, why Mao’s collection hasn’t increased yet><【← This person is greedy