Tomb Raiders Fake BG "Soul of the Sword"

——Let me ask you again, can people really not be resurrected from the dead?

- No matter how many times you ask, my answer is the same, impossible.

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Wu Xie told the three of them in detail about the process with Papa Panma, and that night, they began to discuss the next step.

lake.

As soon as this word was mentioned, Ah Jiu immediately thought of the place she went to the day before yesterday.It is rare for two problem spots with the same characteristics to appear in the same place. The old man named Panma and his accomplices should have thrown the corpse into that lake.

And Chen Wenjin's team was also searching for something in that lake.

"The time was more than 20 years ago, and the archaeological team was swapped, so that means that the team that appeared later was filled with people pretending to be the original team, so the Chen Wenjin on Agui's wall should also be fake...?"

Wu Xie used a pencil to draw circles on a piece of paper, but found that the clues were too complicated and messy, and after thinking about it for a long time, she got involved.

If that Chen Wenjin was fake, then is the Chen Wenjin they saw who disappeared in the meteorite cave real or fake?Is the Wen Jin who fell in love with the third uncle, and the gentle Aunt Wen Jin who would hold her hand and buy her popsicles when she was a child, true or false?

Formal and false, he stands lost in front of these two mirrors.

Which is the reality?

Looking at Wu Xie who was in a tangled state, Ajiu was silent.She could more or less guess what this person was thinking.

This happened more than 20 years ago, just before she went back 20 years ago.If the archaeological team had already been dropped at that time, those people she knew might not be the real 'person'.

But what's the point of this, in the end, they all "perfectly" deduced "themselves".Or, unknowingly, they have merged with the characters they played?

"But that old man is really not simple." The fat man leaned back, twisting his neck that had been stiff from maintaining a sitting posture for a long time.

Wu Xie woke up from contemplation, nodded: "That's true."

Generally speaking, after a person kills, what pushes him to despair is often not the law, but the inner guilt.What awaits him every night are bloody nightmares and guilt that will never be erased from his conscience.In this mood, people go crazy, commit suicide, or they can't bear this kind of torture and turn themselves in.

Especially in this isolated and simple Yao village, after killing so many people, he can still live at ease. It has to be said that this old man's psychological endurance is very strong.

But maybe it was also because of this that he became withdrawn in the future.

"Then it's settled first. I've already discussed with Agui about the guide. Let's set off tomorrow morning." Wu Xie stood up and patted his wrinkled pants, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "You say, what does the smell of a dead person smell like?"

All three of them were stunned, Monk Zhang Er was confused by Wu Xie's question.

"Corpse smell?" The fat man answered first, and Wu Xie shook his head.

The fat man was a little depressed by him: "I said naive, what strange rumors have you heard? Isn't this dead body a corpse? Doesn't the corpse smell bad when it rots, or is it fragrant?"

"It's not a dead person in that sense." Wu Xie was a little incoherent, and he didn't seem to know how to explain it himself: "It's more abstract, such as the soul after death..."

"Your imagination has risen to a different dimension that ordinary humans can't reach, congratulations." Ajiu interrupted Wu Xie's thoughts: "What is it that makes the factors in your brain so disordered that you can associate it with the taste of the soul?" ' Such an absurd idea?"

The one who made me think of this mess is you!Wu Xie hid her face, she was obviously a sword soul, why would she complain about this kind of place, and where did she learn the modern vocabulary of 'different dimension'? !

Seeing Wu Xie's expression of 'Please let me die', Ah Jiu stopped teasing him: "Did that old man tell you anything?"

"Yeah." He nodded feebly, and pointed at Zhang Qiling: "Pan Ma Daddy said something similar to you, saying that my little brother smells the same as that piece of iron."

"Is that the 'smell of the dead' you just said?"

"Yes."

"What do you mean? My little brother is actually a thousand-year-old rice dumpling?" Regardless of the presence of the person involved, the fat man half-jokingly said, but of course it only provoked a burst of hygienic eyes and silence.

"..." Ajiu lowered her head and thought for a while, it's not that she didn't understand the 'abstraction' Wu Xie said just now.The so-called 'dead' definitely does not refer to the smell of a real corpse, but a deeper meaning...

"Probably the smell of blood." Ajiu glanced at Zhang Qiling: "Didn't that old man say that putting that iron block at home can repel insects? I think Zhang Qiling's blood should also have the same ingredient."

Several people were stunned.

Why didn't I think that my little brother's "Old Poor Precious Blood" can achieve the effect of repelling insects? It's definitely not because of some hell's "magic power", but because of physical factors that make insects resist, so the first thing that should be considered is odor.Bugs escape when they encounter harmful or irritating odors.

What is the connection between the little brother and these iron blocks?

"Let's put this aside for now, after all, we are not engaged in identification." The fat man waved his hand, and rolled over to the bed to lay his body on the bed: "Tomorrow, I will go to that lake to have a look first. Fatty, I am going to sleep."

As Ajiu and Zhang Qiling left their house and closed the door, Wu Xie suddenly realized a problem.

He opened his palm, and the veins and lines on his palm were intricate. He just stared at the palm lines until he was in a daze.

——If the little brother’s anti-insect blood is inextricably linked to that piece of iron, then...

——Where did the blood in my body that resisted Gu insects come from?

--I'm……

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They set off very early the next day, and the guide was not the legendary hunter, but Agui himself.

Yun Cai was wearing a safari suit, looking very chic, with a bit of subtlety and playfulness of a little girl, Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and the fat man stared straight at him.

Ajiu tied the long cloth bag containing the ancient black gold knife with a string, and carried the knife behind her back.Yun Cai was very curious about what was inside, so Ajiu glanced at her: "It has nothing to do with you."

Yun Cai was stunned for a moment, perhaps because Ah Jiu's tone of voice was too indifferent, which made her feel a little wronged.Seeing this, the fat man immediately came to comfort him, and Wu Xie also shook his head, signaling Yun Cai not to care.

The little girl was also in a good mood, chatting happily with the fat man Wu Xie, and quickly put this matter behind her.

The destination was indeed the place she had come to that day.

It is very comfortable to step on the cold lake water.Bending down and holding the lake water to wash his face, he raised his head and saw Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling were stunned aside, looking at the landscape in a daze.

"What's wrong?" She asked Zhang Qiling without seeing anything strange after looking at it for a long time.

As soon as these words came out, both of them were taken aback, and they stood there staring at each other face to face.

Ajiu didn't mean it, but Zhang Qiling stood beside her, and the words came out reflexively.

—Of course.

At this moment, looking at him, Ajiu realized that she seemed to have not looked directly into his eyes for a long time.

Looking at each other silently like this, time seems to have passed for a long time.Zhang Qiling opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

slam-la-

The cool water of the lake interrupted the two people's "eye-catching eyes". It turned out that the fat man took off his shirt, and a fierce man plunged into the lake, splashing water all over their bodies.

Zhang Qiling wiped the water from his face, said 'nothing', then turned and left.

"Ajiu." Perhaps seeing the scene just now, Wu Xie walked towards her with some worry.But what he saw was not a disappointed expression, but a pair of confident black pupils who seemed to see through everything.

Ah, this pair of master and servant is really inexplicable.Looking at Ah Jiu who was going to help Yun Cai cook, he smiled and let go of the little uneasiness in his heart.

"I said, leave this kind of thing to Yun Cai, can the food you cook be eaten?"

"Are you underestimating me?"

"How dare you."

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Sipping the rice wine in the small cup, Ajiu sat on a big rock and looked up at the starry night sky.

The evening breeze is very pleasant.

In the afternoon, the four searched carefully along the lake, but found nothing suspicious.Sure enough, after too long, everything that should have sank to the bottom of the lake.

It seems that no matter what, I will find a way to go to the middle of the lake to have a look tomorrow.

"Tsk." Turning the wine glass upside down, there was only one drop of Jingying that swirled around the rim of the glass and dripped down.Supported by his arms, he turned over and jumped off the rock, and walked towards the campfire.

"More wine." She swung the empty glass.

"Are you still drinking?" Wu Xie looked defeated by you: "You have basically finished the wine, and you don't want to eat anything."

"It doesn't matter. I don't need to eat anyway." Ignoring Wu Xie's obstruction, she picked up the wine jar.Not far away, Fatty is giving Yun Cai and A Gui a brain teaser.Several people laughed together.

"Is it that funny?"

"Ajiu, you are too out of gregarious."

"Is it good for me to have a good relationship with humans?" She drained the wine in her glass and signaled with her eyes: "Besides, I'm not the only one who doesn't fit in."

Zhang Qiling leaned against a rock not far from here, lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

Wu Xie sighed, ignoring the protest of a certain sword soul, he poured the last remaining wine in the wine jar into a glass, and walked towards the vexed oil bottle that was worrying alone.

However, it didn't take long for Wu Xie to come back, still holding an empty wine glass in his hand.

"He's not someone who can drink away his worries." Ajiu didn't turn her head, but she could imagine Wu Xie's helpless expression.

"It's the complete opposite of you."

"I have no time to worry."

The fire was crackling with firewood, but the warm light did not bring much hope to those present.

There is no need to look at his expression, Ajiu knows that Zhang Qiling must be extremely irritable right now.It was incredible that she could empathize with that.

A blank memory may be happiness, but an incomplete memory is torture.From time to time, it scratches your heart with its little claws. It doesn't hurt, but itches extremely.

Make people want to stop.

The unbridled laughter that surrounded her ears stopped abruptly, she raised her head, and saw Zhang Qiling standing up and walking towards the lake alone.Followed by clouds.

The fat man's face was ashen, and Wu Xie couldn't help but blame him: "Congratulations, you're broken in love."

The latter glanced at him: "Are you different?"

"Your mother's head! I'm not a feminist who likes kids."

Competing and fighting, the two suddenly stopped talking, and carefully turned their heads to look at the silent Ajiu in a tacit understanding.

Her bangs seem to be long, and her expression cannot be seen from this angle.

In fact, there is no need to speculate, because there is no expression on her face at this time, only indifference.

"It doesn't matter, that should be your place, right?" Breaking off the fat man's hand covering her mouth, the undisguised words from Wu Xie's mouth pierced straight into her heart.

"No, there..." Her whispers broke into the air, blending into the black night.

Under the starry night, the back view sitting side by side on the lake shore overlapped with what was in memory.

Perhaps, she was always behind, looking at the two people walking in front.

"Eh?"

"Not my place."

——My position cannot be beside him.

The author has something to say: This article is a manuscript, and Ajiu is currently on a study trip in Amsterdam...but everyone should not relax and give it to Xiaohuahua [← kick