Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Wu Yu, whose voice became hoarse from shouting, finally stopped roaring with a cough. He subconsciously swallowed the non-existent saliva with his throat, and then a tearing pain made him sit up suddenly.

Wu Yu held his Adam's apple and felt that besides the strangeness in his throat, the cold wind here also made him dizzy. However, he just looked around quickly, but his bright eyes, expecting to see something, finally dimmed quickly after discovering that there was no trace of that person here.

He knew that he felt awkward. He hoped that Zhang Qiling would leave with self-awareness, but he also longed for him to explain. Wu Yu knew that he didn't ask for much. As long as Zhang Qiling explained clearly about replacing the young man, he would believe it even if it was an outrageous statement.

But before Zhang Qiling could even open his mouth, Wu Yu became extremely angry because of the other party's obedience, submission and calmness!

Because Zhang Qiling seemed to have tacitly acknowledged that all the events were caused by himself. This attitude of regarding himself as the source of the tragedy burned away all the words that Wu Mi had hidden in his heart and was ready to explain to Zhang Qiling at any time.

This outcome now can only be caused by two people who are unwilling to give in.

And Wu Di, this blockhead, was facing an equally speechless person. They were both expecting the other to say more, to explain, to pull each other out of this illusory nightmare and to state the truth of the matter in a righteous manner.

But unfortunately, nothing happened. No one spoke. The answer they were waiting for was destined to be the wind blowing everywhere in Changbai Mountain, occasionally rolling up snowflakes, which people could see but could only feel the coldness that lasted for a moment...

Wu Yi, with his mind wandering, was flipping through the bag left behind by Zhang Qiling as if no one was around. He immediately discovered that the bag was indeed the young man's, because it was the gift that Fatty and he bought together on the day when they welcomed the young man's return.

The dark blue hue suits the young man very well, and when Wu Yi carefully held it in his arms and observed it, he found that Zhang Qiling seemed to have kept it well from beginning to end.

There was not even a scratch on the outside of the backpack, and the things inside were not damaged at all. He even suspected that the backpack had been on Zhang Qiling's back from the beginning to the end. Otherwise, how could it be preserved so intact? Those inexplicable and invisible things attacked people, but they turned Yan Guifu into a bloody man. How did Zhang Qiling do it?

Thinking of this, Wu Yu's pupils trembled.

Wait, who is Yan Guifu? !

Wu Yu's eyes suddenly became unfocused. He was like a machine that suddenly froze due to a program error. No matter how hard he tried to recall who Yan Guifu was, he would eventually be interrupted by a disturbing bell sound.

His dazed look was clearly seen by Fatty and Jie Yuchen, and at this moment, they unexpectedly resumed their actions.

It should be that Xiao Cun in Zhang Qiling's body stopped because their bodies were on the verge of death. Of course, this matter should be unpredictable to Wu Yu and others at the time, and it was so mysterious that it was unbelievable.

The sudden feeling of regaining control of his body made Xie Yuchen's muscles ache. He raised the dragon-patterned stick to the limit, but suddenly he couldn't hold on and dropped it.

Wu Yu had no time to retreat, but subconsciously, his body's instinct prevailed over his brain, and he suddenly spread his legs!

The dragon-patterned stick...stuck into the snow between Wu Mi's legs, and Xie Yuchen, seeing that the other party had not yet recovered from his shock, could only quickly explain.

"Wu Yu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." It was the first time that Xie Yuchen showed such a panicked expression. However, seeing that the other party didn't move for a long time, he could only squat down and gently shake Wu Yu's shoulders, "What's wrong? Wu Yu, Wu Yu?!"

The fat man also came over, but he thought that there was something in the bag left by Zhang Qiling, which caused Wu Yu to see it and had such a strange reaction. So, he obviously misunderstood and stepped forward to try to pry Wu Yu's hand away, comforting him softly.

"Tian Zhen, just loosen up the backpack and listen to Fatty Brother." Fatty never felt embarrassed by this tone of voice, but it was more than enough to deal with a young man like Wu Yu.

After listening to the fat man's not very serious words, Wu Yu actually came back to his senses. His scattered expression focused and finally fixed on the fat man's face and answered seriously.

"Okay." Wu Yu suddenly let go.

The fat man was squatting, holding on to the strap of his backpack so hard that he almost stumbled and sat in the snow. However, he managed to keep his body steady, and after asking Xie Yuchen to comfort Wu Yu, he began to carefully take out the things in the bag one by one.

Unused bandages, first aid supplies, and a painting of a grown man in Tibetan robes.

Wait…what is this?

The fat man's heavy hand actually accurately touched a small bulge, which was hidden quite secretly at the bottom right corner of the bag. There was a circle of stitches on the edge, which seemed to have been stitched on later.

"Have you discovered anything?" Xie Yuchen saw that the fat man's expression changed a little, so he asked while holding Wu Yu's hand.

The fat man turned the bag over so that everything inside was exposed. He took out his knife and removed the bulge, only to find that what was hidden inside was just a small piece of paper, no bigger than his palm. The edges were very regular, a standard square, and it looked like it was not torn off in an emergency.

"What's written on it?" Wu Yu came back to his senses and stopped dwelling on the name Yan Guifu. He asked instead.

The fat man looked at it carefully, but his heart was beating fast. However, in the end, he still read it out.

"Qiling, remember these three points,

1. Wu Di and the fat man are very important.

2. I will protect them with you.

3. Treasure your blood. "

"Leader left it for us?" Wu Yu immediately broke free from Xie Yuchen's hand, and read the note over and over again like a madman, even smiling brighter than ever before, "Fatty, Xiaohua, he said, he said he would protect us together! Will brother... not enter the bronze gate? Do you think brother didn't get in because of us?!"

"But if Zhang Qiling didn't come in, why hasn't he shown up yet?" Xie Yuchen's analysis was accurate and to the point. He was not a romantic person. Rather than letting Wu Xie hallucinate those impossible things, he would rather let Wu Xie see everything that happened in reality.

After hearing Li Yuchen's words, Wu Yu lost his happy smile instantly. However, one played the good cop and the other played the bad cop. The fat man immediately took over and raised Wu Yu's mood again. "Since the young man wrote these words to explain to Brother Qi Ling, it proves that he knows his situation well, so he is not in danger for the time being. However... Brother Qi Ling did not seem to have discovered this note, because there is no sign that the stitches have been removed."

Perhaps it was because Zhang Qiling valued the young man's belongings too much, so he didn't dare to touch, search, or search rashly. Even if it was a dead object, he still had the greatest respect for it...

Just when Wu Yu was about to express this opinion, the sound of a bell made him turn his head suddenly. He saw a bronze bell lying on the snow. It was not blown, but was still vibrating wildly. The sound was like the sound of a sword hitting someone, making it impossible for people to calm down. But the next second, it disappeared again.

"Let's go down the mountain, let's go down the mountain." Wu Yu said unexpectedly, with a resolute look on his face, as if he didn't insist on looking for the young man, and as if he had never seen the bronze bell.

But the bell is still ringing...

Hei Xia Zi's flying knife quickly took care of the first bronze bell that was flying towards him. He didn't know if his hallucination was getting worse or something else, but he actually saw a distorted human face on the bell. It was Wu Yu screaming, and the tenor before his death almost deafened his ears!

"I don't care what the hell you are..." Hei Xia Zi quickly placed his fingers on his hip joint and pressed hard. Then, he felt a sharp pain in his ear.

When he goes crazy, he really doesn't care about anything.

Hei Xia Zi, despite being deaf, quickly pointed his gun at the bronze bells with familiar faces. He secretly laughed at the other party's lowly methods. After all, the human-faced tree sucked blood to grow human-faced fruits.

And this group of bells had no connection at all, and put out all the acquaintances, which was just like saying that they were fake...

The sound of bullets piercing the bells became louder and louder. They seemed to consciously retreat, making Hei Xiazi's shooting miss the target. When he stood up, he found that the pain inflicted on him was also fading away.

Hei Xia Zi was not satisfied. He turned the gun slowly but could not hear anything. He realized later that he felt a little uncomfortable, but in the end, he still rushed to the place where Zhang Qiling disappeared. However, who would have known that he actually went down the mountain without realizing it.

Just when Hei Xia Zi was about to take one more step onto the road, he came to his senses and stopped. Then, he squinted his eyes and saw a familiar person. He hurriedly went up to him and wanted to ask about Zhang Qiling's whereabouts.

But in broad daylight, the fearless Hei Xia Zi was actually frightened by Wu Yu's appearance.

"Did you gnaw on a bloody corpse, or were you so hungry that you ate all the game in the mountains raw?" Hei Xia Zi looked at the circle of blood around Wu Xie's mouth, which was even dripping and drying on his chin. He felt as if he was feeling the same way, and he seemed to feel a disgusting fishy smell spreading in his own mouth.

Wu Yu was stunned and didn't answer for a long time. Then the fat man came close to Hei Xia Zi and whispered a few words in his ear. These scattered words made Wu Yu's originally evasive gaze become even more humble.

He lowered his head, resignedly waiting for Hei Xia Zi to speak, like a child ready to be punished by his elders at any time.

After Hei Xia Zi heard this, his eyes, which were originally curved due to teasing, suddenly became colder. The look he gave Wu Yu became complicated, as if he wanted to cut someone open. But in the end, he still asked the most important question to the other party, "Why, are you masochists? You are being controlled, but you still insist on wearing that harmful bell?"

"What?" Xie Yuchen asked subconsciously in confusion, but the moment his eyes turned to Wu Yu's shoulder, he clearly saw the vibrating bronze bell. It even seemed to be moving slowly, and half of its edge was already stuck to Wu Yu's neck, as if it had grown into it from the beginning.

The fat man also just discovered it. He was shocked and wanted to pull it out, but he saw Wu Yu looking at him with obvious ignorance. He could only explain and stretched out his hand to help peel it off, "Tian Zhen, there is something growing on your neck. Can I help you get it off?"

"What is that?" Wu Yu asked, but before the fat man touched it, he unconsciously put his hand on his neck and rubbed his earlobe, and this time, he pushed the bronze bell deeper.

It was visible to the naked eye that two-thirds of the bell had taken root, but Wu Yu's skin and flesh did not swell, as if the bell was not a real object, but water that could not be stopped once it was splashed and eventually melted into the blood...

At this time, Hei Xia Zi did not move at all because of this scene. He just looked at Wu Yu quietly, and then spoke, as if he was announcing the final result, or as if he was reminding his conscience, in a flat tone, "It's too late."

"What do you mean it's too late?" Wu Yu didn't know why everyone was looking at him like that. Puzzles filled his eyes, and he rubbed his body randomly with his hands. "Didn't you say there was something? Why can't I see it..."

The bronze bell had completely sunk into Wu Mi's neck. Just when he wanted to ask something else, he suddenly rolled his eyes, as if possessed by an evil spirit. His whole body convulsed, and although he did not foam at the mouth, his condition was like epilepsy, enough to scare someone to death.

"Help! What are you still standing there for?!" The fat man was the first to react and immediately hugged Wu Yu to prevent him from falling down.

Xie Yuchen rummaged through the bag and took out all the medicine that could be used, but he didn't know what to feed Wu Mi, so he ended up just giving him an injection of sedative.

From beginning to end, Hei Xia Zi was watching the scene calmly. After all, Wu Xie's illness was not proposed by him, nor was it caused by him. He just used his extraordinary eyes to discover and remind him. As for the result, it was beyond his prediction.

"He won't die." Hei Xia Zi looked at Wu Yu who was gradually stabilizing due to the sedative, and came to the conclusion based on what he had learned in his half-life.

Wu Yu, lying in the fat man's arms, was breathing shallowly. Until the next few months, he successfully discovered that he had lost the most important thing.