Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

"This text records that after the war between Dongxia and Mongolia, the country retired to the mountains and forests and passed on to fourteen generations of emperors over hundreds of years."

“And…and…”

The man seemed very strange and repeatedly confirmed whether he had seen it wrong.

Fatty Wang was anxious. "And what? Why are you stuttering?"

"Moreover, the Wannu Kings of all generations were not human beings, but monsters that crawled out from the ground."

Yin Qiumu nodded thoughtfully. The color of the myth also has a certain basis. The secret of King Wannu's immortality should be to pay some kind of price.

And the monster is probably the change in price.

The young man remained silent. The closer he got to the bronze door, the more complete his memory became. The young man glanced at Yin Qiumu vaguely, wanting to reach out and hold his hand, but then let it go.

Yin Qiaomu seemed to have eyes on his back. He held the young man's hand and walked forward. "Let's go quickly. The most urgent thing is to get out of here and get to the mountains."

The young man's hands were a little cold, but fortunately, Yin Qiumu's hands were warm.

After walking out of the crevice in the mountain, several people headed towards the Little Holy Mountain.

As they walked, Hei Xia Zi realized something was wrong and immediately walked to Yin Qiumu's side.

"listen!"

Yin Qiumu called out, stopping Jie Fei in front of him, "What did you hear?" and then pulled Wuxie to his side.

A Ning and A Meng immediately came over, and only by staying with Yin Qiumu would they have a chance to survive!

Xie Fei suddenly panicked, "Master, avalanche!"

Yin Qiumu looked at the endless snow-capped mountains and locked onto a slope.

"let's go!"

Loud noises will accelerate the avalanche, so you can only give orders in a low voice.

Yin Qiumu and the others were running desperately to the other side. Chenpi and Wu Sanxing also knew something was wrong and they ran desperately after them.

Jin Sun-ja was sharp-eyed and saw the snow rolling down from the top of the mountain. "It's an avalanche!"

Chen Pi glanced at Jie Fei obliquely. This kid is hiding his abilities!

Yes, the hearing of a slave's child is more or less sharper than that of ordinary people, but his people didn't find out, which is intriguing.

The avalanche was moving very fast, heavy snow blocked the mountain, and the roar broke the sky.

Yin Qiumu held Wuxie tightly, and Wuxie held the fat man with one hand. The little brother and Hei Xiazi were lying on the snow pile next to Yin Qiumu.

Yin Qiumu had to take care of two people at the same time. There was nothing he could do; these two were the only ones that made him worry.

A Ning and A Meng were smart and were only one step away from Hei Xia Zi and the others.

They all hid on the slope in time to cushion the impact. There was not much snow on their bodies, but the thickness of the snow on their bodies was still as high as a person.

The snow is very clean. It melts when it sticks to your face and flows into your neck.

Yin Qiumu was in a snowdrift, weighed down by the snow and unable to breathe.

The overwhelming snow buried a lot.

Yin Qiumu suddenly didn’t want to get up anymore. It would be nice to just lie there.

The struggle between Wuxie and Fatty Wang at his side made Yin Qiumu come to his senses. What happened to him?

He held his breath and dug through the snow.

Yin Qiumu tried hard to stand up straight, his eyes were blurry. Staying in the snowy mountains for a long time would cause snow blindness.

Even if I stood up straight, I couldn't reach it.

The problem was that Yin Qiumu was a little short. He tried hard to step on the snow and reach up, and finally climbed to the top of the short slope.

Wuxie and Hei Xiazi and other tall guys stuck their heads out and tried to wade towards Yin Qiumu.

Ever since Yin Qiumu came back from Qinling Mountains last time, he has always had the idea of ​​being disgusted with the world and giving up. What's going on?

The black bear was the first to crawl over. It has long legs and arms, which is a good thing.

Several people came up one after another, and because they ran fast, there were no casualties.

When the last Fatty Wang came up, he collapsed on the ground, panting. “Oh my god, you almost crushed me to death!”

The young man propped himself up with his arms and walked to the vantage point next to him.

He knelt down slowly and bowed three times towards the Three Sacred Mountains in the distance.

Then he returned to Yin Qiumu in silence and stayed close to his wife.

Jin Sun-ja told the story he knew, "There is a legend in our Changbai Mountain." He pointed to the three mountains and said, "According to the legend, the Great Holy Mountain, the Small Holy Mountain and the Three Holy Mountains were actually one mountain in the ancient times."

"Later, when Dayu was controlling the flood, he passed by here and used a rope blade to chop twice, splitting the mountain into three mountains."

Yin Qiumu added in his heart, this mountain is also the mountain on the mural in the Xisha underwater tomb!

Chenpi and Wu Sanxing immediately saw the meaning of the mountain. "This mountain is covered with snow all year round and is surrounded on three sides. According to Feng Shui, this is a very rare three-headed old dragon."

Wu Sanxing took over the conversation and said, "This is the legendary seat of dragons. Anyone who can be buried here must be a rare talent, and his descendants will also be very successful."

Wu Xie chuckled and said, "Uncle San, are you considered a rare talent?"

Wu Sanxing slapped him with a big slap and said, "Fuck you!"

"You can't say your uncle is good!"