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

Bai Ran looked up at Hei Xia Zi and nodded at him. Hei Xia Zi, wearing sunglasses, looked at Bai Ran and suddenly smiled at Bai Ran. His big white teeth made Bai Ran smile helplessly. Since Hei Xia Zi came to ensure the safety of the two of them, Bai Ran didn't have to worry about his own safety at all, or even affect Hei Xia Zi. Bai Ran closed his eyes and tried to relax his whole body and mind. He took a deep breath and put his mind into everything flowing around him, feeling the direction of the breath flow.

Bai Ran followed a breath of air, turned around and around, and found that it finally came back to him with the wind. He frowned slightly.

Ghost wall? No, that's not right. Ghost wall is a trick to confuse people, but it can't make the breath circulate.

Man-made?

Could it be that this tunnel was a loop? However, when Bai Ran followed the breath, he did not notice any loss of breath, which meant that there was no connecting passage on this road. And, strangely, Bai Ran could no longer find the entrance that he and Hei Xiazi had entered together.

So, is it possible that this space is moving? Indeed, the ancient techniques are enough to support the movement of a space. If it is this piece of land that is moving, then Hei Xiazi will definitely find it. Can the entrance be moved? This can indeed explain why a stone tablet corresponds to a completely different passage. But the transfer is too fast, and the entire space must be moved. Even though his thoughts have been confused just now, Hei Xiazi and his own rationality are still there. It is impossible for the entire space to move without him and Hei Xiazi feeling anything.

Therefore, there is only one possibility left. Now that the direction is known, the solution has always been the prison building that troubled Bai Ran.

Bai Ran opened his eyes, sighed, raised the dagger and held the flashlight, walked straight to the outer wall, and scratched the wall directly with the dagger. Bai Ran scratched the wall in a circle. Hei Xia Zi also understood Bai Ran's thinking. He looked at Bai Ran with a smile, followed Bai Ran's fast pace, and walked in a circle together.

When the mark left by Bai Ran on the wall overlapped with the original starting point, Bai Ran curled his lips, and he was already confident in his heart. He exerted a little force on his wrist, and the dagger was still inserted into the wall, leaving a deeper mark, and he continued to move forward.

Not long after walking, he and Hei Xia Zi stopped almost at the same time. Bai Ran quickly put away the dagger, and then he and Hei Xia Zi moved in the direction of the last stop, one after the other.

The wall was broken, and light came in. Even if it was just a faint light.

Bai Ran and Hei Xia Zi quickly adjusted their status and looked around. Sure enough, it was a different place.

Bai Ran brushed off the dust on his body, waved his hand across his nose once or twice, was choked by the dust and coughed a few times. After Bai Ran calmed down a little, he finally looked at Hei Xia Zi, who had already focused his attention on the mural.

"What's wrong?" Bai Ran walked to Hei Xia Zi and asked.

"Why do you have mysophobia?" Hei Xia Zi did not rush to answer Bai Ran's words, but asked Bai Ran, who was still a little uncomfortable, in a teasing tone.

"If it's too dirty, it will cause me physical discomfort, and then it will be out of control." Bai Ran said helplessly, "There's no way, I just have a little bit of mysophobia, it usually doesn't flare up, but once it does, it won't heal in a short while." After saying that, Bai Ran held his forehead with his hand.

Hei Xiazi smiled, and then, under Bai Ran's doubtful and then rejecting eyes, he mercilessly rubbed the dust on Bai Ran. Hei Xiazi hugged Bai Ran tightly and kept rubbing.

Bai Ran felt his whole body protesting, totally unable to bear it, and said word by word: "Xiao Qi!!!"

Hei Xia Zi heard that Bai Ran was already a little broken, so he let go with a smile, as if he was still a little reluctant. Bai Ran could only keep persuading himself, and then focus on the mural, not daring to focus on Hei Xia Zi anymore, for he was afraid that he would attack.