Tomb Raider【Filling My Heart with Unresolved Feelings】

But the young man actually nodded blankly, thinking that it should be considered as such, after all, he has lived here for quite a long time.

Everyone was stunned, looking at each other, not knowing what to say. This... could this really be the young man's home?

Wu Xie looked at the little brother in surprise, walked up to him and asked, "Little brother, are you sure? How can this be your home?"

The young man frowned slightly, as if trying to recall something. After a moment of silence, he said, "I stayed here a long time ago."

Hei Xiazi also put away his smile at this time, and said thoughtfully: "This is very interesting. If this is really where Dumb Zhang once lived, then there must be many secrets hidden in it."

Fatty Wang scratched his head and said, "Then we have to look carefully, maybe we can find some treasure."

Wu Xie glared at Fatty Wang and said, "I knew it, baby. We need to first figure out if this place has anything to do with the clues from the archaeological team."

Everyone approached the stilt house cautiously, with the young man walking in front, ready to deal with any possible danger. When they arrived in front of the stilt house, a stale smell hit them in the face.

Wu Xie said, "Let's go in and take a look. Be careful." The young man gently pushed the door open, and the door made a creaking sound, as if telling the vicissitudes of the history of this stilt house.

Everyone walked into the stilt house, which was dark and damp, with some shabby furniture and items placed inside.

Wu Xie looked around, hoping to find something related to the clues in the photo.

Everyone searched everywhere in the stilt house, and soon they found some photos under the table.

Several people hurriedly brushed off the dust on the photos. The dust that was raised made everyone sneeze a few times, and even Bai Mumu's snow-white hair turned gray.

Fatty Wang coughed and muttered, "What a shabby place this is. It's too dusty."

As he spoke, he bent down and picked up Bai Mumu, gently brushing the dust off the little guy, muttering, "Little fairy, this place has made you dirty."

Then, Fatty Wang turned to look at the young man and asked with a smile: "Young man, where did you hide the treasures when you lived here before? We have to take them away quickly, otherwise they might be snatched away by others later."

Everyone's eyes turned to the young man.

The young man frowned slightly, thought seriously for a while, and finally fixed his eyes on the wooden bed. He looked at the marks on the bed quietly, his eyes became deeper, as if the scratch evoked his long-lost memories.

The young man slowly reached out his hand, gently stroked the scratch, and then pushed hard. The bed actually slowly moved, revealing a hidden compartment at the back. In the compartment was a rusty iron box with some strange patterns engraved on it, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

Everyone was immediately cheered up and gathered around.

Fatty Wang's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Brother, you really have hidden a treasure. Come on, take it out and let us see it."

The young man reached his hand into the secret compartment and was about to take out the iron box. At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from outside the house, quickly snatched the iron box, turned around and ran away.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden change.

The young man and Hei Xiazi reacted very quickly and rushed out like an arrow. Their figures instantly disappeared in the weeds outside the stilt house.

Fatty Wang was so angry that he jumped up and down, cursing, "Where did you come from, you thief? How dare you steal our things? You are tired of living."

Wu Xie also hurriedly grabbed Fatty Wang, who was still angry, and prepared to chase him out.

At this time, Bai Mumu chirped and pointed at the photo on the table.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang immediately understood. Wu Xie picked up a chair, smashed the glass, took out the photos inside and put them away.

Fatty Wang picked up Bai Mumu from the ground, and the two of them hurriedly chased after him.

Uncle Agui was so confused by their series of actions that he couldn't recover for a long time. By the time he reacted, they had already run away.

The crowd shuttled through the mountains and forests, trying hard to catch up with the mysterious man who stole the iron box.

The mysterious man's figure appeared and disappeared in the woods at an astonishing speed.

The young man and Heishazi chased after him relentlessly, their eyes full of determination and resoluteness. The young man shuttled through the woods like a ghost, each step light and powerful. Heishazi had a serious face, staring at the figure of the mysterious man, ready to attack at any time.

Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi tried hard to catch up, but gradually they were unable to do so. Wang Pangzi panted and cursed, "This damn guy ran too fast. He dared to steal our treasure. We will make him pay when we catch him."

Wu Xie frowned, worried about the safety of his brother and Hei Xia Zi, but he did not dare to slow down his pace at all.

The young man and the black bear kept closing the distance with the mysterious man, and the mysterious man seemed to feel the pressure. After knowing that he couldn't get rid of him, the man in black suddenly stopped and turned around to fight with the young man and the black bear.

The man in black attacked fiercely and with strange moves, each of which carried great power.

The young man responded calmly, nimbly dodging the attacks of the men in black while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Hei Xia Zi was not to be outdone. He danced the dagger in his hand like a ray of silver light and kept stabbing at the man in black.

The three men were all extremely skilled and engaged in a fierce battle in the woods.

As the battle progressed, Brother and Hei Xiazi felt that the black-clad man's moves were becoming more and more familiar.

Some vague images kept flashing through their minds, but they could not remember where they had seen these moves.

Finally, Hei Xia Zi and the young man looked at each other. They had been working together for many years and were already familiar with each other's ideas.

The black-blind man raised his dagger and attacked fiercely, attracting the attention of the man in black. The young man took the opportunity to kick him on the shoulder, kicking the iron box that he had been holding tightly in his hand out. In the process, he accidentally pulled off the man in black's shirt, revealing the tattoo inside.

The two of them were stunned for a moment when they saw the tattoo. The man in black took advantage of the moment and ran away quickly.

The young man and Hei Xiazi stared blankly in the direction where the man in black fled, and their eyes slowly moved to the torn shirt and exposed tattoo on the ground.

Hei Xiazi frowned, his eyes behind his sunglasses flickering with doubt. He lowered his head slightly, looked at the tattoo carefully, and said, "Mute Zhang, this tattoo... looks familiar."

The young man nodded slightly, remained silent, with a complicated look in his eyes. Some vague images kept flashing through their minds, as if this tattoo was inextricably linked to their forgotten past.