[Notes on Tomb Raiders] Return to Wushan

I don't know if it's from my heart, but I always feel tightness in my chest, maybe I just got hurt, after all, I vomited blood, I was in a trance, listening to their speech, the fat man blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. , Listening to it, I feel so tired, jumping up and down all the way to escape, and have to let blood, I am very sleepy, I really want to sleep, exactly the same as when I was in high school in the morning, Mu An patted me, let me rest for a while, my sentence Before listening to the whole thing, people fell asleep.

Sleeping in a daze, I was half-awakened. I squinted my eyes and felt that I was moving forward. I was surrounded by the white light of the flashlight. It seemed that I was still in the corridor. It seemed that they didn’t wake me up when they set off. I was on Mu’an’s back. Lie on your stomach, remember to walk by yourself, Mu An said softly

"Go on to sleep, and get up after going out."

I wanted to refuse, but there were two villains fighting in my heart. One villain said that I would not sleep for a while, and the other villain said yes, yes, the minority obeys the majority. I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.

It was already two hours later when I fully woke up, Mu An put me down, I rubbed my eyes, looked around, a little dumbfounded

"Isn't it still where it is?"

The fat man said with a sad face

"Yeah, you slept comfortably, we walked for four hours and didn't go out, and his mother is a spider spirit."

Listening to the fat man's tone, we may have encountered the maze of corridors they experienced before. At that time, they naively said how to solve it?It seems to be tearing down the wall. I made this suggestion and shook my head naively.

"I tried it a long time ago. The wall is too tight to be removed, and the sound of knocking on the wall is heavy. The back is solid, and it is useless to remove it."

Talking innocently, he handed me a notebook with some messy lines drawn on it. Looking carefully, he found that it was a sketch in the corridor, and innocently drew all the routes he had traveled. From the drawings, it can be seen that they have been walking repeatedly. There are only a few corners and straight roads in the non-repetitive part of the corridor. I feel bad, so I return the notebook to the naive, and continue walking with them.

This time we walked three laps, and I was so focused that I didn’t say a word during the whole process. I discovered it on the second lap, using the mural as a mark, and we will return to the original point in half an hour. Then the previous four An hour is enough for them to walk many times, and the most weird thing about this place is that the corridor is not wide, and each of us has a flashlight, which is enough to illuminate the area around us, that is to say, we are in all road conditions. Under the condition of the fundus, it has been going around in circles for no reason.

My first reaction was that the ghost hit the wall. Mu An said it should not be, because there is a little brother there, and his blood may be better than the consecration pendant to ward off evil spirits. Let me recall, it seems that there was a scene where the little brother was there before, and they really did not encounter it Going through ghosts and hitting walls, even if most of the dead ends are caused by institutions, is this also a huge institution?Muan denied it again

"Before you woke up, we tried many methods. Some people stayed in place, and the rest continued to walk, or three people walked side by side against the wall. No matter what, we will eventually return to the starting point."

We stopped going around in circles and sat together, naively still thinking that there must be a mechanism in the corridor that we have never seen before, while Mu An leaned towards other possibilities, the little brother didn't express his opinion, the fat man is stupid, I have no idea about Gu There is very little knowledge about the tomb, so my ideas are not referenced.

During our discussion, Fatty and Mu An went for several times without giving up. At the beginning they still started separately, but the last time they walked together, they almost quarreled when they came back, because this time they took all they could I brought all the things that provided the light source, and I even marked the wall with a pen, but I still didn’t find anything. The corridor was flawless. The fat man said it was a hell, but Mu’an insisted that it was impossible. The two of them had a headache.

In the blink of an eye, we were trapped in the corridor for nearly ten hours. This feeling of waiting quietly for the passage of time is not good. Besides, we don’t have much time to waste. The naive notebooks are already densely packed with words and lines. They have deduced a lot Possibly, I went to verify one by one, and then failed ruthlessly. Among them, the little brother also touched the wall with his hands seriously, and walked back and forth. He must have noticed something, but he didn't perceive anything, there was no mechanism, this seemed to be the most common tunnel.

Each of us had a dark face, gradually stopped talking, and leaned on one side to think about things. I was very panicked. In the past, it was always obstacles like zongzi or leopards, no matter how difficult it was. At least it can be seen and touched. The current situation is beyond our cognition. It seems to be in the ethereal fourth dimension, making it impossible for people to start.

Trapped to death in the corridor alive, aggrieved and useless, Lin Xianyi is playing tricks, hasn't he screened out all the people in the left side palace, his direct descendants are here, is he going to cross time and space to kill himself? , why is my ancestor so wonderful?My life is too bitter.

While thinking wildly, I gradually became a little out of breath. I pressed my chest, obviously I had fully rested, but the feeling of chest tightness still did not disappear, but became more intense. Could it be that I suffered an internal injury?Mu An saw that my expression was not good and asked me what was wrong, I shook my head and said it was fine, now that they are bothering them, it is better not to push them too much.

I couldn't think of a way, so everyone took turns to catch up on sleep. I felt more and more uncomfortable. I felt like I was going to take gold stars when I closed my eyes. I sat up and leaned against the wall and gasped. feel my pulse

"You are fine."

I immediately fucked up, it’s okay, I feel like I have asthma, I don’t skip class, I don’t need to hypnotize myself to be sick, I take a few deep breaths, force myself to calm down, wait until everyone rests and gets up, they are right I couldn't take it anymore to discuss the status quo again, so I grabbed Mu'an

"I have severe chest tightness, which has lasted for more than ten hours."

Like my brother, Mu An felt for the pulse first, and then carefully checked my physical condition. He also said that I looked fine, it was just some trauma, hell, I became short of breath, and repeatedly said that I was really uncomfortable. Mu An probed my breath and said doubtfully

"What's going on, is the atmosphere too depressing?"

"Impossible. I felt tightness in my chest as soon as I came in. Even if it's because of the atmosphere, it will take at least a few hours for it to work."

Mu An lowered his head and thought, he suddenly remembered something, his face turned pale

"I remember that when you were a child, you didn't like injections and medicines. Even if your mother powdered the medicines in milk powder, you could tell the difference, so you had to force-feed your medicines."

I don’t understand how he mentioned this. My mother said it at the dinner table during a meal. She said that I have been a ghost since I was a child. When I was sick, she had more headaches than me, because there was no way for me to take medicine. , Every time there is a lot of trouble, one time the battle was too big, others thought my mother was beating the child, and almost called the police, but this has nothing to do with my chest tightness, he will not be in such a good mood. Come make fun of me.

Mu An called everyone over, I said in my heart, no, it’s not enough for one person to laugh at me, I’m ready to laugh at me in groups, but obviously he’s not as boring as I thought, Mu An continued:

"I think you should be very sensitive to drugs. You have chest tightness and shortness of breath, but your body is fine. The only possibility is that your body reacts to the drugs, and the drugs may have very strong side effects."

Mu An paused, looking around

"Maybe it's because of the medicine that we've been running around in the tunnel now, but the question is, where did we get recruited?"

I suddenly realized, I know that some medicines can make people hallucinate, Mu An said that it is really possible, the fat man immediately said

"Didn't I say that those bedbugs were very fragrant when I was making rice dumplings just now? Now think about it, how could the insects be fragrant? Maybe it's old man Lin's trick to drug us there."

Naively questioned

"No, you have been running and dancing for so long in the left side hall, if the fragrance is the source, the girl should have reacted by now, you don't have to wait until you enter the corridor."

At this time, the little brother joined the discussion for the first time, and said

"Perhaps the hallucinogenic effect is produced by mixing the fragrance of the left side hall with the paint smell of the corridor murals. The paint may be mixed with other things."

Damn, we thought the mural was a message left by Lin Xianyi to future generations. It turns out he was trying to trick people. If he lives to this day, he will definitely be a peerless big bitch that shocked the world. He is too scheming, really too scheming .

The fat man scolded

"This old bastard, you can't stop the meeting, sister, what kind of pockmarked ancestor are you, the whole **** is a trap."

I am also half dead with anger, I want to expel him from his ancestral home, the world can learn from it, our family is pure and good.

Find out the source and solve the problem. Among the medicines we brought are peppermint nasal inhalants. Once inhaled, it feels better than drinking wind oil essence. After I used it, the chest tightness disappeared without a trace, and my whole body was full of energy. shock.

We walked through the corridor again, and it was really the smell that caused the trouble. There were forks in some of the original corners. This medicine is so powerful that it can even paralyze people's sense of touch. If it weren't for my strange physique, we don't know how long we would have been sleepy. Only then did I realize that even if I went out at that time, the day lily would be cold, so what's the use.

After half an hour, we finally saw a small door at the end of the corridor. After entering, the space suddenly opened up. According to the specifications, this should be the apse. Believe it, you might be foolish to stay in the tunnel.

On the way, Tian Zhen put forward a bold idea. He said that the purpose of Lin Xianyi's setting up this mechanism was definitely not to trap his descendants. Judging from the past, although Lin Xianyi behaved perversely, he still had a method in doing things. He dared to make these arrangements. It shows that he is very clear that this mechanism cannot trap the Lin family, so he naively guessed that my special sensitivity to drugs may be genetic, maybe this is the unique blood characteristic of the Lin family, so if the real descendants of the Lin family are in it, they will definitely be able to Find something strange and crack it.

I think it makes sense, but I still have questions

"Then why am I the only one in our family?"

I don’t know that my dad left early, but Huanhuan and Mu’an definitely don’t have this kind of perception, scratching their heads naively

"Maybe your brothers and sisters didn't inherit it. This is also a normal phenomenon."

The author has something to say:

Qilin blood can prevent rice dumpling, and referring to Qilin can ward off evil spirits before being swallowed by naivety, so I set the little brother's old boring blood to ward off evil spirits.

In fact, there is a bug in the timeline in the article. The ending time of the stolen pen is 2011, but the time in the article is at most 2006. Let’s think that the heroine travels through time and space and then travels through time, or simply assume that the ending time does not exist. This bug will not be mentioned in the text, explain it outside the text (get mixed up).