Tomb Raider: As a cannon fodder, I started to play badly

The afterglow of dusk fell, covering the world with a golden mask. The breeze brushed the cheeks of the people present, slightly curling their hair. Bai Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his back to the light, and looked up at the two people in front of him. Hei Xiazi was playing with the dagger in his hand, supporting the stone table with his left hand, half leaning on the stone table, his eyes fixed on the dagger that was constantly spinning and dancing in his hand. Zhang Qilin lowered his head and looked at the tea leaves swirling above the tea in the teacup in front of him, thinking like a lonely boat in the wind, looking for a way out that did not exist in a small space.

A gust of wind blew by, as if it was not satisfied with the gentle breeze that had been blowing towards them before, and it rolled up the dust, hoping to dazzle the eyes of these people. Bai Ran smiled and finally moved. He held the hair by his ears, which had been messed up by drunkenness, and said softly; "Business? What's the matter?"

"It's very simple. We just want to ask, where have you been these days?" Hei Xiazi curled his lips, but raised his head and stared at Bai Ran. Zhang Qilin moved his ears and focused on Bai Ran's next answer.

"Sorry, it's not time yet." Bai Ran pursed his lips, avoiding Hei Xia Zi's gaze, and focused his sight on the house behind Hei Xia Zi, ignoring Zhang Qilin and Hei Xia Zi's sudden cold gazes.

"So, you are going to do it like before, not telling us anything, deciding everything yourself, regardless of whether we are willing to accept it or not!" At this time, the door opened, and a beautiful voice sounded in Bai Ran. Bai Ran didn't need to look back to know who the person was. He grabbed his clothes tightly, but let go immediately, as if accepting his fate, and raised his hand calmly to lift the teacup in front of him and took a sip of tea.

"Hey, why did Boss Hua come just now?" Hei Xiazi put away his dagger, waved his hand, and said hello to Bai Ran behind him. Zhang Qilin also nodded behind Bai Ran as a greeting.

"What? You're right. You're not talking anymore?" The voice was already beside Bai Ran, and there seemed to be a tremor in the tone.

Bai Ran still held the teacup, watching the tea leaves floating helplessly in the cup. He placed his sight in the cup, lowering his eyes slightly. Although his red lips were leaning against the clear cup, no traces were left on them.

"You don't even want to look at me now, do you?" The familiar voice that had made Bai Ran feel distressed and compromised countless times sounded. Bai Ran put down the teacup as usual, raised his eyes, and looked at the man with red eyes. He raised his hand, touched his hair, and looked at him tenderly.

"Why did you come back now? Is it for Wu Xie?" Xie Yuchen looked at this person who was just like in his memory with red eyes and accused.

'Little flower.'

"Forget it, I just want to know now, are you still leaving?" Xie Yuchen looked at the person in front of him, looking at him stubbornly.

Bai Ran pursed his lips. Hei Xia Zi and Zhang Qilin, who had originally looked away, also looked at him. He withdrew his hand from Xie Yuchen's head under the three gazes, turned around, faced the teacup again, lowered his head, and said softly, "I don't know either."

Bai Ran no longer looked up, nor did he answer their questions. Xie Yuchen was also amused, clenched his hands on his legs, and looked down at the ground.

"Okay, let's change the topic!" Hei Xia Zi saw that the scene had been silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

"That tomb." Zhang Qilin finally spoke.

"Well, there is indeed something wrong with that Tang Dynasty tomb. It should have a lot to do with my body." Bai Ran returned to his original slightly smiling appearance.

"So you plan to go down again?" Hei Xiazi guessed Bai Ran's intention.

"Yeah." Bai Ran nodded.

"You didn't go back to take a look after you left the palace of King Lu? This is not like you."

"That tomb has a lot of problems. It took a long time. I came out this time to join in." Bai Ran said, hesitated for a moment, sighed, took out a bottle from his pocket, stood up, poured his blood from the bottle, and began to chant and draw a formation.

"But, there are some things I must tell you." Bai Ran sat down again, looked at the three people in front of him, and said seriously.

The old friend returns, it seems like the old friend, but, in the end, it is only a resemblance.