[Tomb Raiders Notes] Play to the depths, enter the venue by yourself

Before Xisha (can be skipped)[edit]

Zhang Yan followed Zhang Qiling quickly through the mountains and forests, walked to a rural road, and boarded an ordinary car that was already waiting there.

As he was on his way, Zhang Yan thought about it and couldn't figure out why Zhang Qiling was willing to take him back. In the end, it could only be attributed to the seemingly unreliable reason that the other party regarded him as Zhang's family member.

After getting into the car, Zhang Yan wanted to say what he had been thinking about all the way.

About the plot he had seen, about clarifying that he was not from the Zhang family, and that he wanted to follow him to the Xisha Undersea Tomb, but Zhang Qiling raised his hand and interrupted him before he could speak, signaling to go back and talk about it.

Looking at the strange driver who was driving, Zhang? Poor ghost? Yan, who thought that he might have to rely on Zhang Qiling for a long time, kept his mouth shut obediently.

The first dividing line...

When Wu Sansheng climbed up, there was no one there.

He carefully glanced left and right, and said coldly to Dakui who was following him up out of breath, "Pan Zi on your back and follow me."

Seeing the very familiar expression on Wu Sansheng's face, Dakui shrank his neck, quickly responded, took Pan Zi and followed.

Wu Xie and Fatty finally climbed out of the crack, just in time to meet Wu Sanxing who came back with the oil drum.

Seeing Wu Xie, Wu Sanxing hurriedly shouted: "Go to the back and move all the gasoline!"

Wu Xie and Fatty hurried to help, and after running in the direction Wu Sansheng pointed out, they found that there was only a short cliff between this crack and the place where they went down to the robbery cave.

Wu Xie looked at the barrels of gasoline, thought of the embarrassment of being chased all the way by the bugs before, and felt angry, thinking of those bugs, he thought, well, now you have a good look!

When Wu Xie and the fat man picked up a bucket and ran back, Wu Sansheng had already poured all the first bucket. At this time, the corpses had almost crawled to the ground. Wu Sansheng hurriedly threw a lighter down, and the flames rushed , A burst of tangy scorched stench came, and the tide-like bugs receded instantly, and the gasoline formed a wall of fire at the crack.

After the fat man poured the gasoline, he was sweating from the heat. He looked at the wall of fire in front of him and asked Wu Sanxing another matter: "How many other Taoist priests are there?"

Wu Sansheng pointed to the back: "It's a little bad. Pan Zi's wound was cracked again and he seemed to have a fever. He was also bitten by insects on Dakui Road. He seemed to have been poisoned by some insects. He fainted when he came up. As for the little brother and the Taoist priest I haven't seen it, I thought I was with you."

Wu Xie immediately looked at the fat man when he heard the words,

The fat man's face was ugly, and he sighed, "I didn't see the two of them after I exploded, so I'm afraid it's more ominous."

Wu Sansheng shook his head: "No, these two people are haunted by ghosts. I saw that Taoist priest was the first one to climb the tree, and the little brother was always on top of us. Even if he was scattered by the air wave, he probably rushed to the top coming."

Wu Xie immediately observed his third uncle's expression carefully when he heard the words. Seeing his hesitant expression, he immediately understood that he was not sure. Similarly, if you are really thrown out of the tree by the air wave, you will definitely die.

Wu Xie and Fatty quickly searched around, but found nothing, and there was no sign of anyone leaving.

Wu Sanxing, who had been searching for a while, sighed, and smiled wryly at Wu Xie, who was still a little unwilling, expressing that they had tried their best.

Undeterred, Wu Xie looked around for the last time, thinking that there were still two people lying down in the tent in need of treatment, so she nodded, "Let's go back first..."

Just as Wu Xie and the others hurriedly packed their things and went back, Zhang Yan followed Zhang Qiling into a room in an old-fashioned tube building.

The layout in the room is very simple: a window, a separate bathroom, a bed, a set of tables and chairs are all.

After entering, Zhang Qiling first carefully checked the situation in the room. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he put the knife in his hand on the table, pulled out the chair and sat down. At the same time, he reached out and handed something to Zhang Yan—— Zhang Yan quietly hung up the brass ball on his sleeve, Zhang Yan's expression suddenly became a little awkward: "I can explain."

Thinking that it was Zhang Qiling who was looking for him to settle accounts after finding out, he immediately confessed to himself honestly: "This thing is called mother-child bell, and the Gu worms in the mother bell will search for the smell to find their own eggs in the child bell. But the one I hung on your body is not a live egg, but a dead egg, and the residual smell of the dead egg is limited, and it will lose its effect if the distance or time is too long, so it can only be used to distinguish the approximate direction."

Seeing that Zhang Qiling was still silent and seemed to be listening carefully, he continued to explain, "Because I don't know where to go, and you run the fastest among those people..."

At that time, although he had plans to catch up with Wu Xie or Fatty, he was also not sure whether he could catch up with him, so just in case, he simply hung a "navigator" on Zhang Qiling, who must be the first to slip away. Guidance, but in the end it was useless.

Although he didn't say anything later, Zhang Qiling understood what he meant, nodded, and put the copper bell on the table.

Zhang Yan also recalled it at this time, and realized that he had overreacted just now. He just thought that the thing was of any use, and returned the thing normally.

Zhang Yan, who found that he was not asking himself, was a little depressed, and even forgot what he wanted to say at the beginning.

Zhang Qiling waited patiently for a while, seeing that the other party was only sitting on the edge of the bed with a dejected expression on his face, without any intention of speaking, he reminded him softly, "What do you want to say in the car?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yan finally remembered what he wanted to do, his expression became serious, and he said, "Have you contacted the Zhang family now?"

Zhang Qiling became serious, and he looked at Zhang Yan carefully again.

Zhang Yan felt uncomfortable being watched, and couldn't help but raised his hands and said sincerely: "I have nothing to do with you and the others, let alone the Zhang family. At most, I am just an outsider who knows a lot. You stand aside."

Zhang Qiling still didn't make a sound, but stared at Zhang Yan for a while,

He felt that he had made a mistake in his previous judgment on Zhang Yan, but at the same time, he felt that the other party was really not lying, and he was even worthy of trust...

To be honest, this is actually very contradictory, especially when it comes to him.

Zhang Qiling got up silently, scanned the outside quickly and cautiously, closed all the doors and windows, drew the curtains again, then sat back in the chair and nodded to Zhang Yan, "They have looked for me, you continue."

Zhang Yan smacked his lips, listening to these indifferent words, those people don't seem to be welcomed by Zhang Qiling, who has lost his memory, well, what's the matter with the subtle sense of gloating?cough……

Zhang Yan rubbed his face and adjusted his slightly unscrupulous expression at the moment: "I don't know what they told you, just say I know, anyway, what I can be sure of is that you are indeed Zhang Qiling, the head of the Zhang family. ..."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Qiling, found that his expression hadn't changed, and continued, "I don't know the specific situation of your Zhang family. I only know that your family still has..."

Zhang Yan suddenly got stuck in the middle of his speech. All he knows now comes from that novel, but what is written in the novel must be the truth inside?

Moreover, he only read 1-8 in full. As for the hidden sea flowers and sand seas later, because of an accident later, he didn't finish watching at all, and he didn't know how it would end.

What is written in the novel is Wu Xie’s perspective. He is at the core of the mystery but is actually outside the incident. The content of the perspective is actually quite incomplete. Zhang Qiling’s main line of exploration is not the same as Wu Xie’s at all. He has his own Mysterious experiences are hidden behind the novel.

What's more, what he said must be what Zhang Qiling wants at this moment?To be truly good is never to make choices for others without authorization.

It's better to leave the choice to Zhang Qiling himself, he is not as stupid and sweet as the current Wu Xie.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan smiled helplessly at Zhang Qiling and said: "I don't know what to say, you should ask yourself, you can choose to ask whatever you want to know, and I will tell you what I can answer."

Zhang Yan paused, and added, "However, everything I said can only guarantee the truth on the surface. As for whether there will be any other secrets in it, I don't know."

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and fell into a brief silence,

He clearly understood that the other party didn't actually intend to tell him these things at first.

He has noticed since the first time we met that this person has actually been in the mentality of watching the show from the sidelines,

Even if there is a kind of unreasonable kindness towards a few people including him, the high profile that seems to be revisiting the known, seeing through without telling the truth is also lingering.

But now... Zhang Qiling raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Yan carefully. The other party's position has not changed, but his attitude seems to have changed.

Although he doesn't know the reason for the change, since there is a place where some of his doubts can be answered peacefully, he will naturally not let it go: "How much do you know about the Zhang family?"

"I only know that it has been passed down for a long time, and the whole family is..."

"How much do you know about my past?"

"Before yours? I probably know a little bit..."

"Do you know of a boat grave in Sisana?"

"Not only do I know this, but I'm planning to find an opportunity to tell you to help me get in as well..."

[Some questions and answers are omitted here]

"Can you tell me about yourself?"

Zhang Yan smiled wryly, his mouth was so dry that he regretted having a frank and honest talk with Zhang Qiling. Once it came to important issues like this, Zhang Qiling's questions were no less than Wu Xie's, and even sharper.

So I didn't talk before because I was just too lazy to say it because it was unnecessary?

Although he couldn't help complaining in his head, he still answered seriously, "The name is real, and the identity is also real. As for my origin, it doesn't exist in this world now."

Zhang Yan, who was still hiding something a little bit, stretched out his hand to Zhang Qiling while talking, "I have forgotten a lot about myself. I have 38 years of memory, but you can touch my bone age. It doesn't match my memory at all." [Note [-]]

After Zhang Qiling touched it, he looked at Zhang Yan with a slightly complicated expression this time, "Don't you care about the lost ones?"

Zhang Yan didn't answer directly this time, he shrugged his shoulders relaxedly, and said with a playful smile: "I should be older than you, right? Be good... Hurry up and call Brother... If you call, I will definitely cover you."

"... "

Zhang Qiling glanced at Zhang Yan, who was suddenly convulsed and triumphant, got up with a knife, turned around and left: "Come back at night..."

"Hey, wait, wait, I still have something to say, bring some things back for me, and if you are going to prepare for the Xisha submarine tomb, you must remember to bring my share!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yan quickly resumed his "right line", and turned on the "Erkang hand" mode towards Zhang Qiling.

Zhang Qiling pointed to the pen and paper on the table, and signaled Zhang Yan to write down the list he needed. As soon as he received the list, he pushed the door open, "Try to go out as little as possible..."

"Okay, I'll be careful."

After Zhang Qiling left, Zhang Yan slumped back on the bed with a dull face. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for me to do. At first, I obviously wanted to watch a play, so this should be considered as repayment for his acceptance, right?It doesn't seem to work.

After being dazed for a while, Zhang Yan regained his energy, took off the futon on his back, put it on the ground, and began to meditate.

In the middle of the night, there was a slight sound of the door opening,

Zhang Yan opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Qiling walking in with a big backpack on his back and a convenience bag in his hand. Zhang Qiling handed the backpack to Zhang Yan who walked up, and signaled that it was what he wanted, and then went along with it. After handing over a meal, he opened his own lunch box in the convenience bag and started to eat.

Zhang Yan first opened the bag and checked the medicines, yellow paper cinnabar, and some tools and materials he wanted, and commented critically: "The talisman paper and cinnabar materials are still a little short, but it's just as good as it is." He took out another part Herbs "This is for you to drink."

Zhang Qiling, who had already finished eating and was lying on the bed and started to think + was in a daze, turned to look at Zhang Yan.

"Do you think it was a lie that I gave you a pulse before?"

Seeing someone's puzzled eyes, Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows even though he intended to observe his peculiar body: "The treatment of your dark wounds and mental problems such as amnesia will be paid for the room."

While talking, Zhang Yan made the medicine into a medicine bag and threw it at Zhang Qiling. Seeing that the other party caught it, he smiled unscrupulously and said, "The taste is average, but you must drink it. Be prepared to drink it every day from today onwards." You can only sleep, this is the doctor's order."

"..." Zhang Qiling looked at Zhang Yan silently for a few seconds with his dark eyes, confirming that the other party was serious. He silently got up and picked out the portable pot he had just brought to Zhang Yan and began to boil the medicine. Under the smirk of the joke, he drank it without changing his face, and there was no change in his expression until he finished taking the medicine, as if the medicine was just a bowl of ordinary boiled water.

Are you not afraid of me being poisoned?Zhang Yan, who neither heard the question nor saw the screen he wanted to watch, suddenly became dull, "From now on, you will get an injection before going out in the morning, and drink the medicine before going to bed at night."

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he went back to the futon to meditate in boredom.

Zhang Qiling responded, went back to bed and continued to sleep.

A few days later, Zhang Yan, who didn't see the picture he wanted to see, changed the prescription boringly when Zhang Qiling needed to bring medicine again, and removed some unnecessary and purely spoof medicines.

Zhang Qiling silently watched Zhang Yan's deletion and modification, and didn't say anything. He only took a deep look at Zhang Yan when he took the prescription, and went out.

Zhang Yan, who was thinking about the follow-up course of treatment, didn't notice it.

At noon a few days later, Zhang Yan, who was drawing a talisman while boiling the ointment, was a little surprised to see Zhang Qiling, who was supposed to come back at night, suddenly opened the door and came in.

"There is an identity that can enter the underwater tomb with Jude Kao's fleet."

"Zhang Hao?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at Zhang Yan in surprise, nodded, "He has several students, here are the materials, you can go together in the name of the students."

Zhang Yan stroked his hair, suddenly feeling bad, "Does anyone have long hair?"

Zhang Qiling looked indifferent: "There is a girl..."

"..." Zhang Yan was silent for a long time after hearing the words,

Zhang Qiling didn't urge him, and waited patiently for Zhang Yan to look through the information.

At last……

Zhang Yan, who looked down on death in his heart, closed his eyes and pointed at a piece of information, and said harshly, "Just her..."

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the long hair can't be lost!

Zhang Qiling couldn't help but look at Zhang Yan twice, and said one more sentence, "She is 168 tall,"

Seeing Zhang Yan's painful expression, he nodded to indicate that there is no problem.

Big Brother Zhang handed over another piece of information, and at the same time gave several thick tomes to the past: "Memorize it within ten days, and draw up the character design, and then we will leave here."

Zhang Yan took the thick stack of documents in a daze, subconsciously looked at Zhang Qiling a few more times, and found that the other party was still staring at him calmly, so he looked away suspiciously.

Is it the illusion that he is a villain?He always wondered if there was Zhang Qiling's retaliation...

A few days later, Zhang Yan, who didn't even have the time to do it with all kinds of professional books and character simulations that he didn't need in practice, was absolutely sure that this was the dog's revenge!This is because he dislikes him for being too idle, so he deliberately increased the amount of tasks, right?

Zhang Yan gritted his teeth, and sneered twice with a sinister hehe, Daoist must let you be a junior to call Dad!

In the middle of the night, when Zhang Qiling came back again, he stopped walking as soon as he opened the door - a white-haired old man who seemed to be blind heard the door opening, and turned his head in doubt, "Who is it?"

Zhang Qiling remained silent for a while without making a sound.

"Son, is it you? You finally came back to visit your father! Welcome home, my son, I prepare your favorite fish every day and wait for you to come back! My son, come here! Is your father skinny or not?"

Zhang Qiling silently looked at the excited old man who was embracing him, and grabbed the hand that was stretched out by him, his expression remained unchanged, and his tone was calm and full of warning: "Zhang Yan..."

Seeing Zhang Qiling's extremely determined and warning eyes, the old man immediately stopped his figure, and his eyes quickly brightened up. He blinked and said with a smile, "I found out so quickly? I should be fine in disguise. Why are you doing this?" Are you sure it's mine? Are you afraid that you really went to the wrong door?"

The oversimplified furnishings behind it clearly show that this is simply not someone else's home,

Zhang Qiling was expressionless, looked at Zhang Yan who was convulsed again, and walked in without saying anything.

Zhang Yan knew that there must be other problems that caused the exposure, but he still didn't think about the layout of the room for a while [he used to live in a room that was simpler than this]. Well, you won, but there is real food, it's on the table."

Anyway, he originally wanted to call out to his son to take advantage of Zhang Qiling, and if he admitted his mistake or not, he wanted to see a certain face paralyzed and changed.As long as the basic purpose is achieved, it can be regarded as venting.

Zhang Yan tore off his false face and hooked the shoulder of a certain landlady surnamed Zhang, whose air was obviously colder by several degrees, trying to explain what happened just now: "Tell you, I'm a master at cooking, let's try it." , I’ve had enough of box lunches every day recently.”

Zhang Qiling stared at Zhang Yan coldly for a while, but in the end he still didn't care about the address just now, and after eating silently, he said, "There will be no next time..."

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Zhang Yan shrugged his shoulders indifferently about this, calling once is enough, and now he said that he can’t call dad, but he can still call dad later, let’s talk about it next time, “How about eating at home from now on? I don’t want to embarrass my mouth anymore.”

Zhang Qiling nodded to express his agreement to this matter. After the two briefly agreed on some details of identity cooperation, they went about their daily tasks.

dividing line...

According to one night, four days before going to Xisha, the two had a disagreement on the final burial operation: "It is best not to go to the tomb early, it is easy to cause accidents."

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly: "You won't be able to carry your sword when you go down with Yirong, last time I saw your fists and feet are not high."

Zhang Yan looked worried, and the two of them had completely different priorities: "I don't have a lot of fists and kicks, but I'm fast, and it's absolutely no problem to save my life. I'm a woman's dress, brother! If I want to avoid being exposed like this, I'll do it in advance. The tomb is for sure..."

"You also know that it's not easy to do it when the bones are shrinking. I don't have enough time to talk to the big troops. It's not easy to leave the field. I will be seen through if I do it. Besides, I don't need to go deep into the main tomb. It's better to go down to complete the task ahead of time. Then come back and pretend to be sick, and change your identity to meet you after you all go down."

Seeing Zhang Qiling's still disapproving gaze, Zhang Yan sighed helplessly, "Why don't we take advantage of the present to fight and fight? You and I should have a good idea."

Zhang Qiling nodded silently, and the two took advantage of the night to compete in a nearby park forest.

only……

Before the two of them fought for 5 minutes——

"Stop, stop, stop! If you can't fight, don't fight anymore."

Zhang Yan, who didn't use lightness kung fu, tried his pure fists and kicks. As soon as he realized that he was going to lose the wind, he immediately ignored Zhang Qiling's swiping hand knife, and fell to the ground and began to act like a rascal: "Anyway, it should be okay. It's okay to save your life."

Zhang Qiling looked at the large errant [Erha] who had fallen on the ground. Even though his face was the same as before, everyone could see the helplessness in his eyes. He sighed, for this certain Taoist priest who was more and more revealing his nature, he was really A rare headache.

Silently comparing it with the other Zhang family members he had met, Zhang Qiling put a troublesome mark on Zhang Yan's name without hesitation, "Going back..."

"Okok, that's it!"

Ignoring the disfigured and faceless guy behind him, Zhang Qiling went back to his residence to rest.

Hee hee...the dividing line is here...

On the last night before departure, Zhang Qiling, who had already been separated, suddenly found Zhang Yan and gave him a touch-tone phone. There was only a string of numbers on the contact interface inside, "Call this if there is something urgent."

At this time, Zhang Yan, who had changed into a girl with disheveled hair, raised his eyebrows, and he was not polite, "I won't say thank you, how is your mental state these two days?"

"Better……"

"That's good. Remember to take the medicine on time. See you at the meeting point tomorrow morning."

Zhang Qiling nodded, and the two waited for the departure time respectively.