Tomb Raider: What the hell is this strange commission?

There are three large charcoal stoves placed at the entrance of the Lama Temple, which is rare.

That is something that is not available on ordinary days.

Zhang Haike looked at the charcoal stoves. There was a little lama standing there sweeping away the snow, tending to the charcoal fire carefully, and then he walked back into the house carrying the charcoal basin.

Three days had passed since they dug up the blocked mountain road and Zhao Xingyang and others came out of the mountain.

The original bustle is no longer there, and everyone is planning to leave this place before the heavy snow in November falls completely.

Chi Yu left suddenly that day, but fortunately, Zhang Haike had enough time to find an excuse.

With the tacit cooperation between him and Zhang Haixiong, although Boss Zhao still had doubts about Chi Yu's disappearance, the two parties were just chance acquaintances in the business world after all, so he reluctantly accepted the reasons given by the other party and concentrated on thinking about his nephew's affairs.

Until now, the matter came to an end. He said goodbye to the two of them, then turned around and left with his younger generation's tour group.

Zhang Haixing sat at the entrance of the Lama temple, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette in his hand, watched them leave, and sneered after a while.

"This guy is too easy to deal with. If you only meet people like him in business, it would be a shame."

"We are just using him as a cover. If he puts all his attention on Chi Yu, then there will be a real problem."

Moreover, because the unexpected blood induction caught everyone off guard, Boss Zhao's disguise did not play the role it was supposed to play. Instead, it allowed Chi Yu to accurately lock onto him.

Zhang Haike looked at Zhang Haixing's indignant expression and sighed: "If possible, I wish all the enemies we encounter would be like this, but think about it, do you think this is possible?"

After saying that, he glanced at the strange man who had been sitting silently in the Lama Temple holding the box since three days ago, gestured to Zhang Haixing, and walked towards where the little Lama was.

Zhang Haike bowed to the man and asked him about the charcoal stove at the door.

The young lama also bowed to him and said: "Every ten years, when the mountains are closed due to heavy snow, the big lama will order us to light three charcoal stoves in front of the temple to welcome the arrival of distinguished guests."

“Sometimes the distinguished guest can wait, sometimes not. But this time only half of the time has passed, and it is far from the point where the mountain is closed due to heavy snow. It was just that the great lama suddenly felt something and ordered us to do it.”

Zhang Haike listened to the little lama's answer and suddenly thought of the rumors he had heard in the tribe. He realized that this might be the contact point he had been looking for, and the meaning behind it made his heart pound.

"...You mean, Master, you think that a distinguished guest will come out of the mountain today?" Zhang Haike moved his inexplicably dry throat.

The little lama bowed to him again, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Two blurry figures appeared in the distant mountains. They were walking in the snow and moving forward very quickly. One of them was carrying a heavy bag, while the other had almost nothing on him.

They walked in the snow, and their dark coats became the only rich color in the heavy snow on Cangshan Mountain.

Zhang Haike's gaze froze.

He saw their faces clearly and wanted to go forward, but an indescribable hesitation surged in his heart at this moment. He had been looking for that person for too long, so long that he could hardly count the time.

But not everyone feels the same way.

The little lama walked past Zhang Haike and walked towards the two visitors in the snow: "Where are you from?"

Zhang Qiling stood beside the charcoal stove. He first saluted the little lama, then shook off the snow on his body and said, "Come from the mountains."

So the little lama asked again: "Where are you going, my dear guest?"

Chi Yu turned his eyes away from the charcoal stove and glanced at the little lama: "Go outside."

I don't know when the temple door opened.

Zhang Haike looked back and saw the old lama from the temple standing there. Beside him was Zhang Haixing, who also had a complicated expression, and the silent weirdo.

The old lama called Zhang Qiling away, and Zhang Qiling followed him into the temple without hesitation.

This Lama temple records too much of his past.

Remembered and forgotten.

Even though what he is experiencing now cannot be considered as any special secret, it can still add another entry to this secret record.

——About Chi Yu.

He said a lot in that room, and the great lama recorded it all in silence.

Finally, Zhang Qiling asked a question: "My concern for him, is it out of blood resonance, or is it the guidance of fate?"

The great lama put down his pen, looked at the young man in front of him, clasped his hands together and sighed.

"You shouldn't ask me or anyone else this question. You should ask your heart," he said, "because only your heart knows what you think."

Zhang Qiling pushed open the door, walked out of the room, and exhaled a puff of white mist.

Chi Yu had long disappeared during this process, and only Zhang Haike and Zhang Haixing were standing in front of the door waiting for him.

"Chief..." Zhang Haike called him, "Long time no see."

Zhang Qiling looked at them and nodded to them.

After so many years, the indifference between Zhang Qiling's eyebrows remains, just like the wind and snow in Medog, unchanging forever.

...But there is only one thing that seems to be different from before, Zhang Haike thought.

"Where is Chi Yu?" Zhang Qiling asked him.

Zhang Haike: “…”

Zhang Haike didn't expect that after not seeing each other for many years, the first question the other party asked was about an unidentified person. His enthusiasm was like being poured with a basin of cold water, and he couldn't help but choke on the spot.

He looked at Zhang Qiling's eyes which were still roaming around the courtyard during their conversation, sighed, and gave his answer.

"Three days ago, a strange man holding a long box came to the Lama Temple. No one could understand what he said. We only knew that he seemed to be waiting for someone. I thought this might be related to you, but now it seems that he is here to find Chi Yu."

As he spoke, Zhang Haike pointed him in a direction: "Look, everyone is there now."

Zhang Qiling nodded and walked inside.

Zhang Haike sighed again, thinking that all the sighs he had sighed over the years combined would probably only be this many in a few days, but he still stepped forward to stop Zhang Qiling.

"Chief, you are always ahead of us and know more than us, but do you know Chi Yu's identity?"

Zhang Qiling paused and looked at him: "What is your identity?"

That means I don’t know.

Zhang Haike thought about it and told Zhang Qiling everything about his interactions with Chi Yu in the past few days.

Human consciousness and language are mostly subjective, but as a qualified member of the Zhang family, Zhang Haike knows better that what Zhang Qiling wants is not those subjective conclusions, so he extracts that information from it.

But the information was still too much and too complicated, just like Chi Yu himself was an extremely complex being.

Appeared suddenly, position is unclear, and has Qilin blood.

Except for the last point which is still known, everything else is still in doubt.

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and pondered Zhang Haike's words. He remained silent for a while. After a while, he raised his eyes and said, "I will find out about him."

Zhang Haike was a little surprised: "Don't you want me to get in touch with you more?"

Hearing this, Zhang Qiling couldn't help but glance at him again.

He thought that with Chi Yu's personality, he would have blocked Zhang Haike long ago, but he didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of the tribesmen in front of him, so he could only nod silently, say "hmm" to him, and choose to leave.

When Zhang Qiling came to Chi Yu, the matter over there had just come to an end.

Chi Yu was holding the long box given to him by the weirdo, and watched the weirdo staggering towards the snowy mountains as if he had finally completed a mission.

The snow from the sky was getting heavier and heavier, almost covering the whole person.

After the man's figure disappeared into the mountains and could no longer be seen, Chi Yu withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Zhang Qiling, who was silently gazing into the distance with him.

"what's up?"

Zhang Qiling's gaze stayed on Chi Yu for a moment. He shook his head and said nothing.

He was just thinking.

Even if there is no trace of the past, even if the future is unclear, he is now anchored in the present.

Just like that day, he responded to the call amidst the wind and snow in the mountains.

Thus, I came to the human world.

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"The Call of the Mountains"