Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

The next morning, at daybreak, a distinguished guest came to the temple deep in Motuo.

The wind and snow were as sharp as blades, the frost was as white as threads, and Zhang Qiling was still wearing a black robe, carrying a sword.

The moment they stepped into the temple, it seemed as if there was a mysterious blood connection between mother and son. When Bai Ma came out of the house, Zhang Qiling raised his head as if he sensed something.

The two men's eyes met, and the moment Bai Ma saw the man's cold and handsome face, he realized his identity.

This is her child!

Zhang Qiling looked at the woman in Tibetan clothes who looked familiar to him. Some fragmented fragments vaguely flashed through his fuzzy memory, but he just couldn't remember it.

The little lama came over, bowed to Zhang Qiling and said, "Please come this way, my guest. The master has been waiting for you inside for a long time."

Zhang Qiling nodded and followed the little lama inside. When he passed the woman, he paused and hesitated for a moment, but still followed the little lama inside.

The master was still sitting in the hall of the temple. When he saw Zhang Qiling come in, he motioned for him to come over and sit down.

"You have come from afar, guest. Do you have important business?" The master's attitude was unclear in his calm tone.

Zhang Qiling respected the old lama in front of him very much. He sat down and said respectfully, "Yes."

The master then asked, "Did the guest come just for this matter?"

Zhang Qiling carefully thought about the meaning of the Lama's words, and after a long silence, he answered sincerely: "I don't know."

Fearing that the other party would feel slighted, he added: "I wanted to come here when I learned it was here. I don't know why."

The master shook his head and continued, "You came much earlier than I thought. I guess there must be someone you care about here."

Zhang Qiling hesitated when he heard this, and was a little overwhelmed: "I promised his elders that I would not let him get into trouble."

"His father found me and told me that he had been missing for a long time. Before he disappeared, he said he had come to Medog."

The lama chuckled and said, "You care about him a lot."

Zhang Qiling hesitated for a long time before he nodded carefully: "Yes, I care."

"Does this concern refer to his father's instructions or to him as a person?"

Zhang Qiling did not answer this time, but he seemed to have some vague answers in his mind.

The master sensed the answer in Zhang Qiling's mind and stopped asking questions. Instead, he sighed and said, "When I first didn't meet him, I thought that except for your mother, no one would care about you."

"Until the child came in the snow and explained his purpose. He wanted you to live in the love of your family. But I didn't agree because I promised to protect her body and wait for her son to find her."

"But that child spent half his life to prove to us that he could save your mother."

"I decided to agree. Fortunately, just as everyone expected, he woke your mother up, but he suffered a severe backlash and fell into a deep sleep."

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling's usually steady hands actually trembled a little, and it took him a long time to find his words: "Where is he?"

"He left after he woke up yesterday. Go do your thing. Maybe you can run into him on the way."

Zhang Qiling stood up suddenly, bowed hastily and walked out quickly.

Standing in front of him was Bai Ma who had been waiting outside the door. Zhang Qiling looked at this familiar woman, opened his mouth, and didn't know how to start.

Bai Ma shook his head slightly and said, "Child, go find him first. He just woke up and it's too dangerous for him to go out alone."

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling did not delay any longer and hurried out of the temple.

Looking at Zhang Qiling rushing out in a panic, Bai Matong sighed to the old lama who had just stepped out of the hall: "This young official doesn't look like a member of the Zhang family."

The old lama also looked ahead, but there were some thoughts in his cloudy eyes: "If there was no child, he would be no different from those Zhang family members."

"They just mechanically complete their missions, without any emotion of their own, without caring about others, and no one cares about them. They don't seem like living people at all."

Bai Ma nodded in agreement: "Yes, thanks to that child."

Then he said with some worry, "I hope nothing happens. It's my carelessness that caused him to hear that the official was coming. With that kid's personality, he must want to help out."

The master comforted her softly, "Everything is destined in the dark."

Bai Ma put his hands together and said: "May they be safe and sound."

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On the other side, Zhang Qiling, who had already gone out, groped his way towards the bronze door.

Relying on his family's records about the Kangba Bronze Gate and his own familiarity with the location of the tomb, Zhang Qiling quickly arrived at a cliff.

Rather than a cliff, this place is more like a deep valley, with bumpy cliff walls but no place to step down.

Zhang Qiling searched around before he found a raised rock that was just big enough for half of his foot to rest on.

He flew onto the stone, found the next foothold, and jumped over again. In two or three steps, he landed at the bottom of the valley.

At the bottom of the cold and damp valley, the underground water was above the surface of his shoes. The scattered white sand under the water confirmed Zhang Qiling's guess.

This is the entrance to the bronze door.

Keep going forward along the road. There are no traps on the road, but the rugged and interconnected underground passages can easily make outsiders lost.

Searching all the way.

In an instant, a faint smell of blood came into his nose.

Zhang Qiling's eyes narrowed and he unconsciously quickened his pace.

No one knew how much he regretted it, but besides regret he was more shocked.

A young man who had only met him for half a month could do so much for him.

He was used to doing everything alone, used to silently leading the way in the team, used to sympathizing with everyone and sacrificing himself to save those who didn't want to die.

But the boy was different from him. He was very indifferent to others, but regarded him as more important than himself.

He thought that as long as he stayed away from the boy, he would forget about him, but he, who was always sure of everything, seemed to be extremely wrong this time.

He had an impression of his mother, but his memory was very vague. He only knew that his mother was a very good person. Even he didn't know where his mother was, but this boy knew and risked his life to save his mother.

But what did he do? He isolated himself from the boy's burning attention, silently rejected the boy's desire to meet him again, and left without paying attention to the boy's disappointed look.

So it was because of his words that the little liar didn't come here alone.

Thinking of the situation the boy might be in, he unconsciously quickened his pace.

He didn't stop until he reached the place where the smell of blood was strongest.

Zhang Qiling's pupils suddenly shrank, and the blood color on his face faded bit by bit!

The young man's white clothes had long been stained extremely red, and there was a long scratch on his neck. The blood solidified on his skin, making his already fair face even paler.

He sat quietly against the wall, his chest rising and falling almost non-existently, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.