Tomb Raiders Fake BG "Soul of the Sword"

"The sword is originally made of iron, and because of holding it, it becomes psychic."

——Sword III.

She and he met on the battlefield where dead bodies lay everywhere.

The scorching sun was high above, roasting the sea of ​​corpses on the ground to emit a disgusting stench.

For several miles around, no one survived.Only flies, insects and crows are in groups, and they cry, looking for their own food.

She took one last look at the man who could no longer distinguish his appearance, bent down and took the black knife from his hand.

Of course, he couldn't move anymore.

"Hey, aren't you bored?"

When she turned her head, she saw a man standing quietly not far behind her, and a dark green uniform became the only decoration in this scarlet world.

The sun dazzled her eyes, and she didn't see the man's facial features clearly, but she didn't miss the somewhat cynical arc of his mouth.

"You only know how to hack, hack, and kill all day long, aren't you bored?"

"How?" He held out his hand to her: "Do you want to leave this bloody world and come with me?"

"..."

There was an irresistible magic about the man's words.She turned and walked slowly towards him.

Perhaps it was his deep and elegant voice that attracted her.

Or, she was really just too bored, that's why she accepted the invitation.

Forget it, it's all for entertainment.

She knew that this man was the next owner of the black gold knife.And the previous one died in the war not long ago.She didn't feel any grief about it. Death is inevitable in life, but it's just a matter of time.

When something is worn out, you have to discard it and choose a new one, the same reason.

The masters of the past generations also have some differences from ordinary people, for example, the two long fingers on the right hand, for example, the unicorn tattoo and special blood that occupy half of the chest.For another example, she has a super long lifespan. Her new owner, who only looks ten years old, is actually over half a century old.

They are called 'Zhang Qiling'.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"black gold."

"Is that the name of the knife? I'm asking about your name."

"……No."

"Well, let me think about it...you are all black, why not call me Ajiu."

"……what ever."

"Li Jian."

"Aha?"

"My name. 'Zhang Qiling' is just the patriarch's code name."

<<<<<

This 'patriarch' is different from the previous ones.

"Ah, ah, Lord Patriarch! How did you climb to such a high place again? It's dangerous, come down!"

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old servant boy was looking up under the tree, his eyes worried.

"Hey, Jing'er." The culprit known as the 'Master Patriarch' sat on a branch more than three meters high, leaning against the tree trunk, holding a black sand thin pipe between his slender fingers, facing the bun below. face child with a grin.

"Master Patriarch, the elders are waiting to meet with you. Don't stay there and go!"

This poor baby was so anxious that she was about to cry.It's just that a certain person who didn't understand just shook his hand and said indifferently: "Got it, I'll go right away. You can go to your business first."

"Master Patriarch..." Every time you say 'immediately', you will delay for half an hour, causing me to be severely criticized by the elders every time.

"……Ah."

Blocked by the trunk of the tree, the little servant boy who left with a sad face did not notice that there was a person sitting behind the branch.

"Doesn't it matter if you don't hurry up? The old men will bother you again in a while." Ajiu weighed the big peach that her master threw to her just now, and there was still a layer of tiny water droplets on the fluffy skin.

This, probably he got it down from someone's peach tree during morning exercises, right?

With a reluctance on his face as if he was facing an enemy, Li Jian took a puff of smoke and said, "Why do you listen to those old men talking about it in such a bright morning?"

"Who made you Zhang Qiling." She replied unceremoniously, she wanted to take a bite of peach flesh, and the sweet juice quickly melted in her mouth.

"Well. So, I am obliged to develop this family."

This suddenly serious voice made Ajiu turn around, and saw Li Jian staring at the sun rising slowly from the east with a confident and domineering smile on the corner of his mouth.Suddenly he turned his head and looked at Ah Jiu seriously, his black pupils were shining brightly.

"Hey, will you always follow me?"

Ajiu looked at his face blurred by the morning light, then turned her head away.

"Stupid question."

You will follow me forever...

<<<<<

Without any lighting tools, only the sound of fighting was heard in the darkness—the sound of metal clashing and the sound of bodies being thrown to the ground.

"Hiss—" The heart-piercing pain from her left arm made her lose her grasp of the center of gravity of her body, and she was pulled to the side.

Unexpectedly, she did not fall on the cold ground, but fell on a wall of flesh.At the same time, he felt a sword edge swinging down beside him, and the force that had been biting his arm loosened.

Ah Jiu stood firm, and heard the sound of the knife retracting its sheath, and then there was a groan, and the dim light of the fire pocket illuminated the small ear chamber.

In contrast to Li Jian's cleanliness, Ajiu, who was fighting with the zongzi just now, was already in a bit of a mess.There were blood splashes on the white neck and face.

Pieces of mummified corpses were lying on the ground—their heads were all twisted at an unnatural angle, apparently because their neck bones had been twisted off.

After Ajiu and Li stumbled, it seemed that they were always the two of them in the fight.Even if the family is in a big fight, other people will always be assigned various tasks by him.Anyway, usually only the two of them entered the main tomb to open the coffin.

If misfortune is a fierce fight, this will happen today.Ajiu served as a shield outside to solve these troubles, and Li Jian took this opportunity to open the coffin.

"Have you got something?"

"Well, you..." Li Jian's expression changed when he saw Ajiu's clutched left arm, the smile that was always on his lips disappeared without a trace, and he frowned.

"How?"

"Small injuries are fine."

Li Jian was silent, and pulled Ajiu's arm.

"Hey..." Ajiu was about to say something, but found that her master was looking at the wound with cold eyes that she had never seen before, so she swallowed the words that came to her mouth.

The wide black sleeve was torn open, and the exposed skin was torn apart, bloody and bloody, and the wound was so deep that the white bones under the flesh could be seen.

Li Jian took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, rolled up Ah Jiu's long sleeve, and wrapped it carefully on the wound, moving very lightly, afraid of hurting her.

Ajiu looked amused: "I think I told you, I am the soul of the sword, and this kind of injury will heal in a short time."

Li Jian replied solemnly: "Girls should cherish themselves more."

"..." Girl?

"That's right, I found a good thing in the coffin just now." He conjured up a black fan and handed it to her, "Look, does this black fan match your blade very well?" ?”

At this time, he was like a child who just finished a good deed, his eyes twinkled as if saying, "Praise me, please praise me." '

"This...for me?" Ajiu hesitated.Well, she was a little flattered.

"Yeah." With a bright smile.

Ajiu took the fan, her expression softened.After a while, she whispered, "Thank you..."

"Huh? Ajiu, what did you say?" Li Jian was stunned, not quite believing the word that was just uttered from the mouth of the person in front of him.

"It's nothing, you stretch out your hand." Ajiu stuffed the fan into her cuff and changed the subject.

Li Jian didn't know why, but still stretched out his right hand.Ajiu pulled out the black gold ancient knife from his waist, and scratched lightly on his thumb. Blood beads flowed along the blade, and a white eye popped out, which was absorbed by the blade. up.

Li Jian was stunned: "This, what is this?"

"Contract." She replied: "From the moment this black gold blade accepts your blood, you have become my true host. Your words have absolute binding force on me. I have to obey any order you give me. obey."

Seeing her explaining lightly, Li Jian's eyes slowly changed from surprise to deep, and he took the knife in Ajiu's hand.

"Jiu, I never intended to use the Zhang family to restrain you from the very beginning."

You should be free.

"It's late." Ajiu avoided his eyes.

From the time you said you wanted me to go to the end with you, I have no choice.

Is not it?

<<<<<

It didn't take long for Zhang Lijian to get married.

His wife is a purebred Zhang family woman arranged by the elders.

In order to continue the unicorn blood of the Zhang family.

The woman's name is Yu, and Ajiu has a good impression of the gentle and kind daughter's family, and Li Jian also deeply loves her.

After getting married, Li Juan changed from his previous wandering life, and completely became a good man who cared about his family and career.

The female name is Ditang.

Ajiu likes this clear and gentle woman like a Tanghua very much.

It's just that from time to time, Li Jian's gentle big hands and doting eyes when stroking her hair made Ah Jiu feel a little bit dazzling.

The power of Chessboard Zhang headed by Li Jian is growing at an extremely fast speed, bringing great imbalance and pressure to other branches of the Zhang family.

But the days went on day by day.Since when did everything slowly start to change?

Yes, since I met that man.

"Ajiu, come here and introduce my best friend to you."

That afternoon, Li Jian and another strange man stood under the shade of a tree in the backyard, and the cicadas all around made her feel inexplicably impetuous.The man turned around and gave her a polite smile.

"I heard Miss Jiu's name earlier, and I had the honor to meet you recently. It's really an honor."

"I'm under Wang Zanghai."

The man who called himself Wang Zanghai said he was an architect for the royal family.

That is to say, Li Jian has started to get involved with the court?

Until one day, the peaceful days are over.

Li Jian suddenly disappeared from home, and seven days later, he returned home for no reason.

Ah Jiu was very impressed with Li Jian's appearance that day.He lost a lot of weight, his eyes were no longer piercing, and he locked himself in the room.According to Yu, he muttered something to himself.

—There is no time.

Then, Li Jian became very weird.

He became taciturn, occasionally smiling with helplessness and reluctance; he often went out without Ajiu; he began to communicate frequently with Wang Zanghai...

Until the fire annihilated everything.

"I'm sorry, Ajiu. You were involved in the end."

"Go away. You don't belong to me, and there's no need to bear this surname, this family with me."

"you are free."

What a joke.

Didn't we agree?

I will follow you till the end...

The author has something to say: ahaha, I finally handed in my graduation project, and my inspiration has come back ==#It is said that this chapter is a memory chapter, and you may be a little confused, what does it have to do with the main text.Just to decipher the identity of the mysterious 'that person' throughout the text...