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

Bai Ran turned around and two brand new gas masks appeared in his hand. He handed one of the gas masks to Hei Xia Zi beside him and said, "Be careful!"

Hei Xia Zi took the gas mask and said with a smile: "Xiao Ran, are you worried about me? Otherwise, you can put it on for me!" With a smirk on his face, he looked at Bai Ran in front of him.

Bai Ran looked helplessly at the smiling Hei Xia Zi in front of him, so he had to take the mask from Hei Xia Zi's hand and carefully help him put it on. Seeing Hei Xia Zi wearing it well, he felt a little relieved, turned around and continued to look at the mural.

The mural is divided into two parts. In the first picture, you can see countless sheep-like creatures randomly distributed in random corners of the mural. It seems that this group of sheep is leaderless and aimless. These sheep have different shapes, but the strange thing is that none of the sheep are eating, and the mural seems to have no traces of grassland.

Bai Ran turned his attention to the second picture. The sheep gathered together and looked up at the man in the center. The only identifiable feature of the man was that his eyes seemed to be covered with something, which seemed to be a strip of cloth.

"This is?【1】 right!" Although Hei Xia Zi said this uncertainly, he used a certain tone.

"Hmm. In the Nanshan Second Classic of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, it was said that there was a beast that looked like a sheep but had no mouth and could not be killed... It seems that this is another person who seeks immortality." Bai Ran paused for a while, sighed, and felt a little helpless.

"It seems that they subconsciously think that immortality is an easy thing." Hei Xia Zi said sarcastically.

Bai Ran patted Hei Xia Zi's shoulder and looked at him with some concern.

Hei Xiazi just shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm fine."

Bai Ran rubbed Hei Xia Zi's head, then hugged Hei Xia Zi and comforted him: "Don't worry, with us here, all those who want to live forever, their dreams will never come true." Then he patted Hei Xia Zi's shoulder, turned around and walked forward. Hei Xia Zi took one last look at the mural and followed Bai Ran's footsteps.

Bai Ran held the flashlight in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, and walked forward cautiously.

The long tomb passage is engulfed by darkness. Apart from the murals at the entrance, there is no information that can make people understand the significance of the existence of this tomb. The long darkness slowly inspires the darkness in people's hearts and swallows up their rationality bit by bit.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Bai Ran began to feel irritated. He suddenly had the urge to give up. At this moment, Bai Ran stopped, inserted the dagger into his waist, and rubbed his eyebrows with his right hand.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Hei Xia Zi stopped and asked.

"There's something wrong with this tunnel! It can affect people's emotions and even guide their thoughts." Bai Ran explained, and then asked Hei Xiazi beside him with concern, "How are you? Are you okay?"

"It's okay. I guess this influence affects the guide's judgment. Have you noticed that we have been going in circles?" Hei Xiazi pointed to the wall beside him. He didn't know when there were three or four scratches on it. "These are the marks I made when I felt something was wrong."

"You should have told me earlier!" Bai Ran rubbed his temple and said helplessly.

"You didn't notice when I was leaving the marks, and I noticed that you were already in a bad mood!" Hei Xiazi patted Bai Ran on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Ran, you're a little too nervous!"

After listening to this, Bai Ran was stunned, then he lowered his head and smiled, shook his head and said, "Well, I understand!" Then he patted Hei Xiazi on the shoulder and said, "Thank you!"

Rather than suffering a great loss because of this later, it is better to waste some time here to allow yourself to react.

Sometimes, you will only turn back when you hit your head against the wall.

【1】?, huan, fourth tone.