Tomb Raiders Fake BG "Soul of the Sword"

The small building in the 80s has a dilapidated feel.

This is a five-story tube building, which is incomparable with the tall buildings seen in the city 20 years later.

Zhang Qiling lived on the third floor, and Ah Jiu stood at his door, rubbing his temples helplessly.

Although I kept a close distance from him when I was following him, I still seemed to be spotted.

The iron gate in front of him was closed tightly.That's right, Zhang Qiling put so many shady treasures in his room, why didn't he pay attention to lock the door.

In fact, it's not that she doesn't have money to live in a hotel.Subconsciously, she touched some limp banknotes in her pocket—of course, it couldn't be the money she took from Zhang Qiling.

——There are always a few extra pink sheets of paper with Mao Zedong's face in her pocket.

Zhang Qiling usually puts all the cash in the first drawer on the right side of his desk, except for buying meals for Zhang Qiling, she usually does not use the money.

But when she bought a ticket at the train station, she found that no one used that red currency, but a kind of money with a black front and a pink reverse.

What?You ask, where did she get the money to buy the train ticket?

Oh, it's nothing, it's just that she accidentally 'bumped' into a very attractive foreign ghost on the road, and it just came out of his pocket.

If you look away from Zhang Qiling at this time, you will be looking for a needle in a haystack if you want to find him next time.If he didn't want her to be found, there was no point in knowing where he lived - he could move out at any time.

Some resigned themselves to their fate and sat down at the door, she sighed.

In this unknown world, she only knew him.Apart from him, she didn't know whom she should follow.

Following him is the best choice right now, but I don't know if he will get bored.

Moreover, she found sadly that after losing the interaction with the blade, she is now a completely human being.

Can't help hugging his arms and shrinking into a ball.March in Changsha is very cold.

Will he be anxious because he can't find himself 20 years later?

Probably not.

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She had never felt her eyelids so heavy.

She was still conscious, but the rock-like feeling above her eyeballs made her wonder if she was asleep or awake. What made her uncomfortable was that the hard board behind her was uncomfortable on her back.

—Who will help her?

In the dimness, someone walked up to her and sat down, and pressed her temple lightly, and the slight pain made her wake up a little bit.

Opening her eyes, she saw a gray ceiling.

Also, Zhang Qiling's face that is as cold as the North Pole.

She blinked in confusion, unable to figure out why she was here.She moved her arms, trying to prop herself up, but a feeling of dizziness forced her to give up this move.

A firm grip on her shoulders made her sit up.With this movement, a wet towel fell from her forehead and landed on the blanket covering her body.

She was stunned for a moment, this top-heavy feeling made her thinking unable to keep up with the rhythm, she looked at the towel, then at Zhang Qiling, when she opened her mouth to say something, she found that her throat was cloudy, and the spitting out was broken. The sound caused a tickle in his throat.

My current symptoms should be the so-called wind-cold.

Seeing that she was speechless for a long time, Zhang Qiling frowned: "Clear your throat."

"?" Ajiu looked at him with some doubts. After all, it was the first time in her life that she suffered from a cold. Usually, it was common for people to clear their throats, but she would not think about such things carefully.Now someone suddenly asked her to 'clear her throat', all she could do was move her throat slightly.

"Tsk." Zhang Qiling seemed to think she was slow, put the things in his hands on the coffee table, and freed his big hand to pat her on the back several times.

"Cough cough cough." She covered her mouth with her hands.Zhang Qiling's hand strength is not covered, a few more shots would kill her half of her life.

Ah Jiu, who was blushing from coughing, came to her senses, only to realize that Zhang Qiling was holding a bowl of porridge just now.

He handed over the bowl expressionlessly, but Ajiu didn't take it. Just as she was about to say 'I don't need to eat', a gurgling sound in her stomach betrayed her.

"..."

It turns out that hunger is such a feeling.

She drank the clear porridge spoonful by spoonful, Zhang Qiling handed her the bowl and went back to her room, not knowing what to do.

To be honest, if Zhang Qiling hadn't given her this bowl with his own hands, if it hadn't been for the two of them in the house, if she hadn't understood Zhang Qiling's character, she would rather believe that Zhang Qiling had hidden a girl who could cook at home.

What he cooks is very appetizing to her.

I have never seen him cook anything at home, and the pots and pans in the kitchen are stained with rust, and there is no sign of use.

These furniture should all be left by the previous head of the household.

After about a quarter of an hour, the bowl in her hand bottomed out, and she rubbed her stomach with some satisfaction.At this time, Zhang Qiling came out of his room.He walked to the chair in front of Ajiu and sat down, looking at her.Putting the bowl on the tea table, Ajiu raised her head: "Thank you."

Seeing Zhang Qiling's gloomy face and a little confusion, she sighed: "What do you want to ask, although I can't guarantee that I can answer all of them."

"Who are you?" He started with this question.

"I guess I should be an ordinary...grave robber?"

He was obviously quite dissatisfied with this ambiguous answer: "Why are you there?"

"I think I want to know the answer to this question more than you do." She had a headache.According to her opinion, it should be the effect of a certain 'array' in that tomb, which caused a time gap nearby, and she entered it by mistake.

But later she checked in the tomb 20 years ago, and found no sign of formation, so what kind of power sent her here?

The word 'space-time fault' actually reminded her of the sacred tree in Qinling Mountains mentioned by Wu Xie.

"..." Seeing her like this, Zhang Qiling didn't continue to ask, but just stood up: "When you feel better, you can go."

"Let's go? Where are you going?" Ajiu was confused by Zhang Qiling's eviction order.Shouldn't she belong to him?

Habits make her think that being by his side is a matter of course, but the reality is so entangled-this one is not the other.He has no obligation to keep himself by his side, nor does he have the right to be by his side.

Zhang Qiling froze, staring at Ajiu's bewildered expression with complicated eyes.

This woman has followed from Liaoning to Changsha, blatantly.On the way, I made a detour to find a place with many people, trying to get rid of this little tail, but she followed closely—she was fast when he was fast, and she followed suit when he slowed down.You know, it would be easy for him to get rid of other people's stalking, but this woman always followed closely, never leaving her, as if she was telling him with actions - following you and me is easy.

So he just gave up, which he did.After all, no one can do anything to Zhang Qiling.

The strange thing is that he has been safe and sound when he walked to the door of the house. Even after entering, she didn't knock on the door or break in.He knew that she had been standing outside the door, but he couldn't figure out her purpose.

—Actually, the door of the house was not locked.

He didn't have the habit of locking the door, and the law and order in this era was very good.

Don't be in a hurry, if she really has some conspiracy, he can definitely fight back.

Thinking of this, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Occupational diseases always make him wake up very early.

She should be gone, or rather, he had forgotten her existence.So when he opened the door and saw her nestling by his door, Zhang Qiling suddenly woke up.

Why is she still here?

What is she doing here?

He froze for a few seconds.

The person in front of him was only wearing a black singlet and midi skirt - he couldn't tell what kind of clothes it was, because he had never seen such a style before.But at a glance, you can tell that it is not a warm material.Her lips were pale from the cold, her arms were folded, and she was curled up in a ball. The cold morning air formed a thin layer of mist on the top of her black hair.

Crouch down and pull up her wrist - and pulse.

Zhang Qiling's indifference does not mean that he has no conscience, even if his identity is suspicious, but the person in front of him has not done actual harm to her, so he will not let her die in vain.Besides, it's not easy to deal with an extra corpse in front of my house, and it will be even more troublesome when people get up and see her in a while.

After weighing it, in order to reduce his troubles, he dragged her back.Anyway, I have something to ask her.

Eyes drooping, Zhang Qiling saw himself in her black pupils.And, the confusion that is somewhat similar to myself, the confusion of pursuing where I came from and where I will return.

"Housework is all covered, and there is no salary." Zhang Qiling broke the weird atmosphere, but what he said made Ajiu surprised: "Start tomorrow."

Ajiu opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

That is to say, let her be that... modern words seem to be called 'nanny'?

He actually treats himself as a nanny? !

She has lived for a hundred years, and he is No.1 who dares to use her as a handyman.

However, before she had time to ask more questions, he had already returned to his room. He seemed to remember something before closing the door, and turned his head: "Name."

"Ajiu."

The author has something to say: Well, the little knife was brought back by my brother as a pet【← Mud