Tomb Raider: Tore down my coffin of King Lu, and wanted to get out of the tomb

As soon as Lu Zhen's voice fell, the person had disappeared without a trace.

Where he has been to once, he can use fairy art to send himself back.

Henry Zhang's voice may not have dissipated yet.

Lu Zhen had already appeared on the upper floors of the Zhang family's ancient building.

At this time, Wu Xie and the little brother were standing in the room of "Spring and Autumn on Paper".

Knock on the floor.

"Is it really useful for us to do this?"

Wu Xie knocked on the floor, making a 'dong dong dong' sound.

"Master Lu is not a good ear, how could he hear it!"

The little brother said in a low voice:

"The knocking sound is to communicate with my aunt."

"Knock according to the rhythm that the old Patriarch said."

"It shouldn't be long before my aunt will discover this voice."

At this moment, Lu Zhen's voice came to the ears of the two:

"No need to knock."

"Already heard."

Wu Xie was stunned, and looked up.

Lu Zhen has appeared behind him!

"So fast!"

The little brother stood up, "Master Lu!"

"The old master and the others have already arranged what you want!"

"I said I would hand it over to you!"

Lu Zhen nodded, raised his legs and stepped into the supernatural powers of Spring and Autumn on the paper.

At this time, the Zhang family's ancient building at the bottom of the lake.

Henry Zhang looked at the two of them indifferently.

According to her temperament, the two of them would have made a decision long ago.

But what Lu Zhen said made him a little concerned.

What do these two seem to have a big role in?

Henry Zhang thought for a while with a cloudy expression.

"If you want me to forgive you, yes!"

"Kneeling here is enough for a day and a night!"

"Knock another 1 times!"

"I'll let you go!"

The two trembled and looked at Zhang Xuanfeng in despair.

"how?"

"Don't want to?"

Henry Zhang looked cold:
"Then you all go to die!"

The two shook their heads in an instant:

"No no no! We do!"

"As long as Daxian can let us go! Let us do anything!"

Henry Zhang nodded with satisfaction:
"Very good, knock it."

"If I find out that you are lazy, die!"

After Henry Zhang finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

The two looked at each other.

Old Hu asked Fatty Wang:
"Did you see how they disappeared?"

Fatty Wang shook his head in a daze:

"no!"

"It just disappeared out of thin air!"

The two looked at each other.

The fear in each other's eyes grew stronger.

Old Hu coughed lightly:
"Let's get started!"

"I think it's impossible for those two great immortals not to notice us!"

Fatty Wang's eyes showed deep fear.

He nodded, looking at the floor in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"Why is the floor so hard?"

This time, the other side.

After Lu Zhen appeared, Zhang Xuanfeng also appeared in front of Wu Xie and the other two.

After searching around but not finding Lu Zhen, Zhang Xuanfeng asked the two of them:

"Master Lu, has he already gone in?"

The little brother nodded:

"Just went in."

"Okay, let's go in too."

As Zhang Xuanfeng said, his figure gradually turned into a phantom and disappeared in place.

Wu Xie couldn't help shaking his head and smacking his tongue:
"How wonderful it would be if I had this ability!"

At this time, just as Lu Zhen entered the supernatural powers, he saw Zhang Xuandong oncoming.

He led hundreds of people to appear in front of Lu Zhen:

"Immortal, we have completed your order!"

Henry Zhang said, and waved his hand.

Hundreds of people behind them lined up holding thick books.

"Six hundred in total."

"It contains everything we know."

"Technology, thought, literature, history."

"Contains the history of Guangxi from the division of the Jin Dynasty to the collapse of the Ming Dynasty."

"We have recorded all the skills, words, and thoughts that have appeared during this period!"

Henry Zhang took the lead in bowing:
"Please accept the fairy!"

The hundreds of people behind him also bowed:

"Please come under the immortal!"

Lu Zhen looked at them for a long time, then let out a breath slowly:

"it is good!"

"I accept it. I will personally select the successors for the skills you have passed down!"

Henry Zhang nodded gratefully: "Thank you for the immortal love!"

"I'm waiting for my long-cherished wish in this life, and I'll be able to thank the Immortal!"

Lu Zhen nodded and looked at Zhang Xuandong.

He waved his hand to screen away the crowd behind him.

The hundreds of people behind them stared at Lu Zhen for a long time before leaving:

"Immortal! Don't let our culture become nothingness!"

"Everything we are, everything we have ever created on that land."

"Not worse than others!"

A young man in the lead roared loudly, with tears in his eyes.

Lu Zhen nodded solemnly:
"Okay! I promise you!"

The young man laughed through his tears, and he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He waved at Lu Zhen, then turned around.

It disappeared.

The book he was holding fell to the ground, breaking a few blank pages.

The blank pages of the book, after he disappeared.

The text appeared on it like a spring.

"Then there will be Immortal Lao!"

Beside him, Zhang Daoqing also smiled and waved at him:
"Immortal, forgive us for being rude, just take a step first."

He pulled Chen Qiuxuan beside him, and the two waved at Lu Zhen together.

They turned around and disappeared in this world.

The books they were holding fell to the ground and they cuddled together.

Lu Zhen was slightly taken aback.

Watching them wave goodbye to him one by one, then turn around and disappear.

Only then did Lu Zhen realize that there were exactly six hundred people here.

After a long time, 600 people said goodbye one by one.

Henry Zhang collected the books left in their places one by one.

Then put it in front of Lu Zhen.

"Young Master Lu, these six hundred books can be counted as 2000 years old!"

Henry Zhang looked at Lu Zhen with a complex expression, but he didn't say that sentence in his heart:
600 people, 2000 years each.

All their knowledge and thoughts are carved into this book.

What has been collected is just such a thin book.

Lu Zhen looked at the thread-bound book with a light blue cover.

The titles of these books are very tidy:
Record · [-] volumes · technical chapters one · engraving.

Lu Zhen sighed slightly when he saw the very familiar naming style.

"That leaves you with only 99 books left."

"Are you really willing?"

Henry Zhang waved his hand:

"There are still 99 copies!"

"If these can't be passed on, then it's the real unwillingness!"

Lu Zhen nodded with a wry smile:
"I understand your thoughts, but it's still a bit unacceptable to me."

"Dedicate everything to bet on the one-in-ten-thousandth possibility."

Zhang Xuandong said seriously:

"Possibility is better than no possibility!"

He smiled and said:

"Master Lu, it's getting late."

"If you stay any longer, I'm afraid you will be the same as Xianzu."

"Come in and accompany us!"

Lu Zhen smiled and waved his hands, suddenly he was stunned.