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

Half a month passed in a flash.

On this day, Lu Zhen was sitting in the small courtyard drinking tea bored.

Suddenly heard a long-lost voice:

"Master Lu!"

"Master Lu, can you hear me?"

"We're fully prepared!"

"Where are we going to pick you up now?"

"Where is the museum?"

Lu Zhen pursed his lips and smiled, before disappearing on the chair.

The heat on the teacup was still rising, and the chair was still shaking.

On the other side, Lao Hu was sitting in his minivan.

He patted himself on the shoulder and asked:

"Shall we pick you up from the museum?"

"No need, let's go."

Lu Zhen's voice came.

Old Hu was stunned for a moment, then said to his shoulder:

"How can it be done, Mr. Lu!"

"Didn't you say you wanted to go to Qinling with us?"

"Have you already set off?"

"We even booked our plane tickets!"

Fatty Wang, the co-pilot, was eating melon seeds bored, looking around.

Inadvertently, he glanced at the rearview mirror.

At some point, a figure was already sitting in the back seat!

Fatty Wang turned around in shock.

"Master Lu?!"

"When did you show up?"

Fatty Wang exclaimed, so frightened that the melon seeds fell all over the cart.

"Just now."

Lu Zhen smiled and said:

"Speaking of departure, my speed is fast!"

Old Hu stared blankly at Lu Zhen.

Otherwise, Fatty Wang would sound a reminder.

He hasn't reacted yet!
Lao Hu suddenly remembered that he had just heard the answer.

It turned out that it wasn't from the messenger bug on the shoulder!
Lao Hu smiled awkwardly, and nodded to Lu Zhen:

"Young Master Nalu, let's go!"

"By the way, I have to talk about the itinerary of this trip first."

"Let's drive to the airport."

"Go to Xianyang by plane."

"Then rent a car locally, or find a guide to take us into the Qinling Mountains."

There are no breaks along the way.

Because everyone is young!

But the big gold tooth who met them on the way was cursing.

He also said that Lao Hu and Fatty Wang didn't take care of him, a man who was half old and not disabled.

Forcibly pulled him over, and didn't take responsibility.

Fatty Wang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Lu Zhen from time to time.

He was afraid that Da Jinya would offend Mr. Lu.

But things seem to be moving in a good direction.

The two were sitting in the back seat telling each other stories.

Hearing that Lao Hu almost drove into a car accident.

I ended up wearing earplugs as a last resort.

Although Mr. Lu told them not to reveal his identity.

Treat him like an ordinary person.

But how is that possible!
Knowing the identity of the immortal, can you still treat the immortal in the same way as an ordinary person?
Their nerves are not yet rough to that extent!

What the two of them could do was not to talk to Lu Zhen as much as possible.

Because when they speak, they will think of Lu Zhen's identity.

Then subconsciously respect.

In desperation, I had to come up with this bad idea.

At this time, Lao Hu was driving on the winding mountain road in Qinling.

There is a village on this mountain.

It was there that the goal of their trip began.

According to their survey.

That village should belong to the family of the tomb guards.

A strange tradition still persists in their village.

You want to dance wildly on a rainy day, saying that it is to keep the rain god from getting angry or something.

It sounds unbelievable, but that's what it says on the surface.

When everyone arrived at the village.

It is raining heavily here.

Everyone sat in the car and looked at the open space not far away.

Those adults dancing wildly in the rain, or children, or old people.

The whole scene looked chaotic!
It's like the whole village came out to dance the Great God.

The people in the car are more or less people who believe in such things.

Seeing their actions, everyone did not get off the car in a tacit understanding.

I don't know how long it has been raining.

Everyone only knew that the people who danced wildly in the rain were constantly lying down exhausted.

until a certain moment.

The weather cleared up in no time.

It's as if the clouds never existed.

The bright sunlight covered the earth, reflecting the sparkling water droplets all around.

At this time, there were only four or five young people standing in the open space of the village.

They acted as guards, carrying the villagers back one by one.

Everyone watched the actions of those people in silence.

"How to do?"

"In the past?"

Old Hu asked with a little trepidation.

Seeing that scene made him feel very uncomfortable.

In this village, before they entered, they found a thick layer of dense fog.

"go in."

Fatty Wang said in a low voice:
"It's all here, how could you be frightened by this little battle?"

He glanced at Lao Hu, the meaning was very obvious.

Old Hu nodded in agreement, and drove the car to the open space just now.

Those young men had already carried the whole village inside.

It's already empty here.

The crowd got out of the car.

"This village has a cement floor, which means it has gone through a long road to modernization."

"Why does this still happen?"

Lao Hu stepped on the ground and looked at the village in front of him in bewilderment.

The concrete floor stretched forward, and even became a road in the village.

However, the surrounding houses retain a very good ancient architectural style.

Probably just renovated, not a complete makeover.

"Oh ~ Yaozhai style."

Lu Zhen watched and nodded in admiration:
"I didn't expect to see such a well-preserved Yaozhai now. This trip is really the right one!"

Da Jinya on the side stared wide-eyed, "Hey, brother, how do you know?"

"I have a vague outline in my mind, but I just can't remember what it really is!"

"How did you see it?"

Lu Zhen smiled lightly and said:

"An insight not worth mentioning."

Big Gold Tooth sighed:
"It seems that you have traveled a lot, brother!"

Lu Zhen smiled lightly, stepped forward and said:

"Let's go, the people in Yaozhai are quite hospitable."

The three hurriedly followed.

The color style of this Yaozhai is very distinct.

Red silk must be hung on the two corners of the eaves.

There must be very bright color blocks painted on the door wall.

There are a pair of red lanterns hanging in front of every household.

The building is made of wood, and the ground level has been raised a lot for waterproofing.

A gap of about thirty centimeters high was left.

The village is terraced. Looking from the lower to the higher, there are seventy or eighty families.

"Hey, there is an inn!"

Lao Hu looked at it, and suddenly found a signboard on the red and green gate wall:
Longling Inn.

"The good guy has nowhere to go when he breaks through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get here!"

Fatty Wang chuckled, rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the inn.