Tomb Raider: The Saint of Wanjiang and Her Guardians

Zhang Qiling walked forward slowly, touching the mural with his slender, hairy fingers.

Chi Gu was interested in the fat man and Jin Wantang on the other side.

Fatty: "Are you going to drill or not? I'm exhausted."

Jin Wantang: "No, no, no, can't I just drill?"

Zhang Qiling found the mechanism and turned back to nod towards Wuxie.

Wu Xie and Fatty looked at each other, and Fatty moved his foot away: "Okay! Go ahead and get in! You owe me a favor!"

Chi Gu thought it was quite interesting that Zhang Qiling was playing tricks with them, and the next moment Jin Wantang happily went in.

Zhang Qiling punched a brick. There was nothing behind the brick, and there was a wooden stick inside. He gently pried it open, and the door behind the mural opened.

The fat man sighed: "Brother...I will have to put you on my belt wherever I go from now on."

Wuxie smiled.

Zhang Qiling: "Okay."

His smile froze: "Okay? What do you mean you're okay? His belt is so tight, aren't you afraid it will strangle you to death?"

Chi Gu nodded: "Exactly, what are you talking about?"

The fat man laughed and said, "People are willing! Is it your business?"

Jin Wantang had just come out when he saw a few of them walking in from the door at the side. He was stunned: "You...you guys! You may not be able to make any sense at all."

Several people walked up to the coffin and looked at it.

Chi Gu shook his head: "The bronze sheet at the bottom of the well has rusted, and the sound coming from this well is no longer recognizable."

The fat man stopped Jin Wantang and said, "You can only look but not touch."

Wuxie: "This Yang Daguang has been listening to thunder. There is also a Han Dynasty thunder-listening device in his family's treasure cave. This shows that the practice of listening to thunder has a very long history. Brother, have you heard of it in your notes?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head.

Chi Gu: "I've heard of it. My mother told me about it before."

Chi Gu looked at the people with many ears in the coffin and felt a little sick: "In the past, there was an ancient country. In their eyes, if you want to listen to the will of heaven, you must listen to the voice from heaven."

The fat man chuckled: "Isn't that thunder?"

Chi Gu nodded: "Yes, but... I also heard it from my mother, I don't know much, I just know that this thing really exists, and they said they really heard the sound in the thunder, but since then, this ancient country moved south and disappeared."

Jin Wantang suddenly realized and walked to the mural to take a look: "I know who this person is, everyone. If my guess is correct, this mural actually tells the story of a very strange king.

There is no record of this king in history, but in folk legends he is the only king who is associated with thunder and light. Who do you think he is?"

Fat Man: "Hamlet."

After the success, Wuxie shut his mouth with a slap.

Wuxie: "Tangtang, I'm warning you, just speak properly and don't play tricks on me and speak human language."

Chi Gu patted Wuxie's shoulder and signaled him not to be anxious.

Jin Wantang was somewhat helpless: "Young Master San! I'm really not talking nonsense, look at it."

He pulled Wu Xie to the front of the mural, turned on the flashlight and pointed to a place: "Xi Hai Zhu, in the Taoist Biography, there is such a legend that during the Han Dynasty, a group of Taoist priests sat facing the sea, and suddenly a mirage appeared on the seashore!"

He shone his flashlight to one side so that everyone could follow his gaze. “Although the scene was blurry, the Taoists decided to go boating to find out what was going on.”