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

Bai Ran was carefully placed on the bed by Heixiazi. Seeing the fatigue that could not be concealed even by the slightly red eyes of Bai Ran, Heixiazi felt a little depressed. He gestured to Zhang Qilin, and they walked outside together and gently closed the door.

He walked to the stone bench not far away, where Bai Ran was feeling sad last night, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep puff, and said to Zhang Qilin: "Xiao Ran shouldn't do anything recently! I guess he can be quiet for a few days, but where did he want to go just now? Do you have any idea?"

Zhang Qilin shook his head and said, "I don't know either. After I said goodbye, I saw him when I entered the bronze door!"

"Then how did you know to bring him out?" Hei Xia Zi took a puff of his cigarette and asked with raised eyebrows.

"Intuition!" Zhang Qilin couldn't explain it. When he reacted, he was already outside the bronze door with Bai Ran on his back. He thought for a moment and added, "He doesn't belong there!"

"Who belongs there? Where should he belong? Mute, let me say one more thing. Just like Xiao Ran said before, you shouldn't carry too many things on yourself!" Hei Xia Zi first looked at the burning cigarette in his hand sarcastically, then raised his head, looked at Zhang Qilin hesitantly and advised him.

Zhang Qilin didn't say anything, and Hei Xia Zi didn't continue to dwell on this topic. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Take turns these days?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Qilin. Zhang Qilin immediately understood what Hei Xia Zi meant and nodded.

"Okay, I'll trouble you today. I'm not in the right condition to see Xiao Ran now! Otherwise I'd always want to beat him up!" Hei Xia Zi stretched, yawned, put out the half cigarette left in his hand, and said.

In fact, what he didn't say was that he had not had a good sleep in these years. On the day Bai Ran disappeared, when she closed her eyes, she saw Bai Ran's shaky body under the moonlight. He was finally carried back by the mute, but he refused to wake up. Coupled with the unknown variable of Zhang Qishan, Hei Xiazi was still worried. Xiao Ran woke up last night, but he had to think about what to do next.

Now, he is really a little tired and needs a good rest. Let him relax for a while.

Zhang Qilin sat quietly on the stone table, holding his black gold ancient sword, wondering what he was thinking about.

Qi Tiezui came back from outside, already covered by the stars. He looked at the exiled immortal who had been sitting under the moonlight for who knows how long, and was in a trance for a while. His steps paused for a moment, and then he continued his steps. Out of consideration, he asked softly: "Is he still sleeping?"

Zhang Qilin finally raised his eyes, looked at the man who had been busy since Bai Ran came back, and nodded.

Qi Tiezui breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the stone bench to rest for a moment. He held up the ginger water that had cooled down completely and drank it in one breath. He told Zhang Qilin about his plan, "I have already told the people of Jiumen about the matter of Zhang Dafoye and Xiaozhou's awakening!"

Zhang Qilin nodded, indicating that he understood. Qi Tiezui didn't care. Perhaps the purpose of his words was not to get any feedback from Zhang Qilin. He continued: "I heard that the tomb is extremely dangerous this time. I don't know if the boat can hold on!" He sighed and said with a bitter smile: "I was hoping that he would wake up before, but now, I don't want him to wake up!"

Zhang Qilin still didn't speak and lowered his eyes. Qi Tiezui didn't care either. He added a cup of cold ginger water and drank it slowly with a bitter smile on his lips, as if he was tasting the tea that had already cooled down. Bitterness makes people feel tasteless.

"Brother? Chatterbox? Where are you?" A confused voice sounded from behind, and then added a more aggrieved sentence, "Chatterbox, I'm hungry!"

Qi Tiezui could only sigh helplessly and said, "I know!" Then he stood up and told the housekeeper.

"Go and have a rest!" Zhang Qilin looked at Bai Ran, walked to his side, looked at his slightly relieved expression, and answered his previous question.

"Oh!" Bai Ran yawned, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and put his hands on Zhang Qilin.