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

Life is bitter

"Zhang Yan" looked at the picture on the opposite side where you were happy, and I happened to be on strike to rest casually, sighed softly, shook his head, and while the other side was completely relaxed and absent-minded, he instantly turned the tip of the sword to aim at himself, and stabbed in with the sword. , Zhang Yan, who was still distracted, was startled for a moment, and immediately stepped forward to grab the handle of the sword that was facing him, trying to stop the sword "You—" but it was too late.

"Zhang Yan" eyebrows and eyes curved. After stabbing himself, even though his face remained expressionless, he obviously relaxed, as if the ice and snow had just melted. "I just got what I wanted. We are destined to be solo travelers. It's up to you for the future." As he said, his figure became lighter, "I won't erase the mark." Zhang Yan was expressionless, "I refuse this matter." Whether the other party likes it or not, he will not He will erase the traces of his existence by himself. As long as the imprint is still there, he will always have a chance to see him again. "Zhang Yan" took a meaningful look at the guy opposite who was obviously on the verge of breaking out, and finally he could erase the obvious because of no memory. His own body, which was quite tender, was playing around, and he was actually quite happy when he got rid of the hundreds of years of enmity that had been released into pigeons. At the end, he smiled from the corner of his eyes, and there was a trace of teasing and meaning in his shadow: "That talkative I left something for you when I came last time, it’s on the imprint you carved on the corpse cocoon," said and disappeared like smoke.

Zhang Yan, who had no intention of listening to what the other party said at the end, was a little panicked. When the other party spoke, he subconsciously reached out to grab something, but in the end he only encountered nothingness.

Zhang Yan looked at the empty palm in his outstretched hand, feeling disappointed and confused,

In the end...he still had nothing left...

Are you destined to be a solo traveler?Zhang Yan's eyes were dazed, and he stood there, speechless for a long time, like a dry stone.

There are eight sufferings in life, sorrow and sorrow, resentment and hatred, separation from love, and not getting what you want.

Wu Xie listened to the voice of "the...the...the" as if grinding his teeth, which was much clearer than when he was outside just now.

The sound was like the footsteps of someone wearing wooden clogs walking on the stone floor, but the sound didn't fluctuate, it didn't seem to be walking back and forth, but rather... jumping continuously...

The sound is very regular, one after another, in this silent environment, it makes people feel frightened. Wu Xie was startled just now, but now it sounds like a death talisman, and even the heart is trembling with this rhythm For a moment, Wu Xie couldn't help but feel a little strange, how could he still be so afraid? Logically speaking, he should have overcome this fear. He forcibly calmed down, took off his poison mask, and smelled the real things around him. Smell, hoping to detect something different, but the surrounding smell was too irritating to the nasal mucosa, he sneezed as soon as he took a sip, and was still sweating coldly, so he quickly put on the mask again.

Stimulated by the unpleasant air, Wu Xie calmed down and continued to carefully inspect the coffin, but suddenly something silently patted him on the shoulder!

Wu Xie, who was already tense, was instantly stimulated and immediately slashed at him. It was too late when he realized that it was the fake statement. The opponent was suddenly attacked, and his eyes turned red immediately, "How dare you play tricks on me and kill you!" At the same time, he immediately fought back, and Wu Xie was forced to wrestle with others before he could explain aloud.

In the end, someone didn't know who knocked the lid of the coffin open completely, and the two people fought each other, and both fell into the huge coffin.

The two slid all the way in the dark. Wu Xie originally judged that the coffin was only as tall as one person, but now he found something wrong when he entered. There was a depression inside. It seemed that it was indeed sunken into the inside of the copper tree. It slipped for about three times in a row. Four meters away, Wu Xiesai sat down on something, gritted his teeth in pain, and at the same time fake Zhang Yan let go, as if he wanted to pounce on him again.

Wu Xie immediately shone around with a flashlight, wanting to see if the fake Zhang Yan was by his side, but when he glanced around, he could only see fog and a gray patch, and he couldn't see anything half a meter away.

He stood up and swung the flashlight around vigorously a few times, but he couldn't hit anything, so he couldn't help but think carefully in his heart, the fog is so thick here, after the fake product fell, he must also be unable to see clearly, probably Hid in the mist.

Thinking of the fog, Wu Xie suddenly felt very strange. How could there be such a big fog in the coffin?If it is incense, it is unlikely that it will not disperse after a thousand years. He tentatively pulled it out with his hands. The mist was so thick that it was like water. When he pulled it out, a vortex of air flow that could be seen by the naked eye appeared.

Wu Xie looked again at the center of the coffin, which was completely hidden in the thick fog. Sure enough, he couldn't see anything, and he didn't dare to walk past. Wu Xie, who was about to retreat, chose to look at the side where they slid down first. , Can you climb up, but when you look up, you can't see anything, only the roots come in from the gap, it seems that it doesn't grow very wantonly to fill the inside, but just clings to the bottom of the inner wall of the coffin like a creeper.The roots are covered with fluff-like fungi, which fall off as soon as you touch them, a bit like mold hyphae.

On the inner wall of the coffin, there are some reliefs where the tree roots are not covered. Wu Xie can see some patterns inside at a glance, which should be the same style as the four statues standing outside, but most of these patterns are also covered. Oh, the blade of the long-handled knife is too thin, and it is a bit difficult to cut the roots on it. After Wu Xie cut off some new roots, there is no way for those taproots that have been horny and stuck to the inner wall of the coffin. , A knife down is like cutting on a stone, only a white line can be drawn.

Even so, Wu Xie could barely discern some of the content. It was roughly the scene when the ancient bronze tree was being built. The gigantic cast was not cast at one time, but after several generations of casting joints, it finally became such a magnificent work of art.

There are a lot of reliefs, which should be a series of records, but Wu Xie didn't dare to walk around at will. After reading the piece behind, he looked back at the mist and felt an inexplicable fear coming, so he stepped on the root of the tree next to Feng, Want to climb back the same way.

But the strange thing is, Wu Xie went up to the tree roots that seem to be very good for climbing, but they quickly slid down, just like stepping on ice. Wu Xie touched it suspiciously, and found that the fungus had After being flattened, it is very slippery, like lubricating oil, and it seems difficult for a person to climb up.He couldn't help but regain his composure, thinking about what to do, thinking that he had to scrape off the fungus on it before he could go up, or use a knife as a climbing pick, and he didn't know if it would work.

In the dark behind Wu Xie, there is a pair of eyes looking at Wu Xie unwillingly and resentfully. It's already here, do you still want to go back?He opened his mouth, silently made a mouth shape, and silently said "of...of..."

Wu Xie was still seriously thinking about how to go up, "The...the..." An unusually clear strange sound suddenly appeared again, this time, it was almost close to his back, enough to pat his shoulder.

Hearing the regular sound of "of...'s", it was like listening to the knock on the door through the door panel. A gust of cold air instantly slipped from the back of Wu Xie's neck to the bottom and went straight to his heels.For a moment, all the muscles in his body were stiff and unable to move. He was considering whether to look back, or to pretend that he didn't hear the sound and ignore it.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and kept reminding himself to calm down. At this time, he had no other choice but to face it. Being afraid and making excuses was simply waiting to die.

After a stalemate for a moment, the ghostly voice was not in a hurry, neither approaching nor going away, Wu Xie took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and clenched the dagger, and turned his head slowly to see what was behind him.

As Wu Xie turned around, the strange sound suddenly stopped,

Wu Xie took a closer look, and there was nothing in the gray mist behind him. The direction from which the strange sound came from just now was still gray, but disturbed by his movements, some strange airflows appeared, and soon It quickly calmed down and became as uniform as before.

Wu Xie swallowed, feeling a little surprised, and took a flashlight to look around. There was nothing abnormal. The voice seemed to have never appeared before, but he was absolutely sure that the voice just now appeared from behind him, and it couldn't be an illusion. , but his turning around took only about a second. If it was sent by some moving object, he would not disappear at such a fast speed. When he just thought about it, he thought of Zhang Yan's skill, and felt a little bit I'm not sure, if it's Zhang Yan, it seems to be possible, but Zhang Yan is impossible here, and it is even more impossible to scare him with such boring things. Watch from the sidelines instead of doing it yourself.

However, after thinking of Zhang Yan, Wu Xie calmed down instead, and began to suspect that the sound might be man-made. He subconsciously took a step forward, trying to find the source of the sound. Suddenly, a figure came from the side of the fog Pounced over, Wu Xie's eyes were quick, just in time to see what was going on, and hurriedly lowered his body.The figure immediately rushed to nothing, but still knocked Wu Xie to the ground.

"So it's you, a counterfeit!" Wu Xie cursed, and showed his short-handled hunting knife, wanting to make a break with him, but unexpectedly, the other party hid in the mist again in a blink of an eye, and disappeared.

Seeing this, Wu Xie couldn't help spitting in contempt. Before fighting, he knew that this man couldn't use a sword at all, so he fought him with a dagger in the end. The daggers should all fall outside, and now he must be jealous of the short knife in his hand, so he dare not confront him head-on, but hides in the fog and waits for him to approach, and then launches a surprise attack, which is completely different from the arrogance just now. He must be a villain.

Wu Xie felt a little lucky when he thought of this. Fortunately, the fog here is as thick as water. Whenever something moves, there will be a very obvious trajectory. Therefore, it is not so easy to succeed in a sneak attack. Otherwise, he would have been killed just now. Pressed down.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie felt strange again. So, what's the matter with that strange sound?If it is moving in this coffin, there will inevitably be a moving track, but when he looked at it just now, the fog was smooth, and it didn't look like anything had moved. Could it be that the thing making the strange sound has no shape?Is it a ghost?He couldn't help but miss Zhang Yan terribly, and the next time he meets Zhang Yan, he must go to the Taoist priest to get some things to exorcise evil spirits in advance! But the most urgent thing is to get out of here first.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie stood up while guarding against another sneak attack by false Zhang Yan. The space inside the coffin was not large, and he didn't know where he rolled just now, so he had to retreat to the side quickly and find a way Climb up.

At this time, Lao Xie, who was pretending to be Zhang Yan, was silently watching his movements in the dark behind Wu Xie, hoping that Wu Xie would hurry up, and hurry up...

Wu Xie stood up, and found that the place was not as far-fetched as he thought. It was already close to the center of the coffin when he rolled just now, and here he could already see the center. There were some things whose shadows looked like the inside of the coffin A lot of ropes were hung from the top, all the way to the bottom of the coffin.

Wu Xie, who thought it was the aerial roots hanging from the branches attached to the top, took a step forward subconsciously, and took a photo with the flashlight, only to find that it was not the aerial roots, but a wrist-thick bronze chain, which was covered with fungi and fibrous roots of banyan trees. , has been wound from the top to the bottom, but the iron chain seems to be only fixed between the top and the bottom of the coffin, and there is nothing tied to the bottom.

Wu Xie saw that it was actually empty, only the center of the chain couldn't help being stunned for a while, could it be that the inside of the outer coffin was actually empty?Where did the sound just now come from?Where did the weird radio interference from the walkie-talkie come from?

Driven by curiosity, Wu Xie took another step forward, wanting to go to the middle of the bronze chain, to see if there was any trap on the bottom of the tied coffin, but after taking a step, suddenly his feet were empty, and his whole body Falling downwards, he quickly grabbed the bronze chain in front of him, slid down several meters before he stopped, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.