Tomb Raiders Notes - Zhangjia Mausoleum Keeper

This is all a mess, the dream just now flashed through my mind like a fast movie, no matter how absurd the content, but the heartache and sadness are so real.

I sat there in a daze, and it took me a long time to come back to my senses.A gust of cold wind blew, I couldn't help shivering, looked up and couldn't help but panic, at this time the sky was completely dark, the moon had climbed up the treetops, and the surroundings seemed to be covered with a hazy layer of fog and frost. The small white flowers on this tree look like fireflies at night, making the whole tree glow white.

This time, I fell asleep so deeply?I couldn't help but took out the phone, luckily there was still a little battery left, it was already midnight, so I couldn't help but put the phone aside speechlessly.It seems that I am really a pig. I was sleeping comfortably in the wilderness alone. Thinking about it, I couldn’t help leaning back on the tree, looking at the moon looming in the clouds, and sighed helplessly. Take a breath.

At this moment, my body was already covered with white downy flowers, and I felt better when I saw that Wu Xie and Fat Brother didn't wait for me, so I should understand that I must have sneaked back to find Zhang Qi.It is estimated that the fat brother will proudly ask Wu Xie for that pack of cigarettes, but I have failed Wu Xie's trust.

I know Wu Xie won't be angry with me, besides, I've already been punished, not only was I not found, but I'm sleeping here alone, I can sleep here, and I'm also arranged to have a sad and inexplicable nightmare .

After all, it wasn't because of that nasty Zhang Qi, I couldn't figure out why he was like a leader among the three men, saying whatever he said.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, thinking: "Although you are my savior! But if you are so unkind, the benefactor is useless. If this girl insists on causing trouble, no one can stop her."

Another inexplicable gust of wind blew down a lot of flowers, and the scent of flowers in the air immediately became very strong. I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and stood up to change places.

When I just stood up, "Shuo La" was heard not far downstream!There was a sound, as if something had been poured out.

"In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, are there still people?" I was so anxious that I didn't dare to turn on the light, and followed the sound of the water to touch it. Within ten minutes, I saw many white shadows walking back and forth on the surface of the river.Some are carrying things to the shore, while others are bending over and wondering what they are touching in the water?

I decided to take a look first, so I moved a little closer, hid behind a pile of rocks, poked my head to observe, and saw two people in white clothes and white hats carrying a basket. The stones fell into the pile of stones in front of me, but because the sky was dark, they didn't seem to find me.

"Could it be a quarry? Because of the tight construction schedule, they are working overtime?" After thinking about it, it is impossible. Even if they work overtime, can't they light a lamp?How can anyone come to touch stones in the dark and late at night, besides, in the deep mountains and old forests, even if they mine illegally, no one cares, is it necessary to be so cautious?

Because these stones have been soaked in the river for many years, there is a layer of moss attached to the back, which is very slippery.While I was puzzled, my foot slipped without paying attention, and I almost cried out. A few stones rolled down from above and made some noises.

"Who?" One of the white clothes yelled, and then stopped.

My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and I cursed myself secretly, so I could only lie still on the spot, not daring to move.

After a while of silence, the other white clothes said: "It's okay, let's go!" Then the two people's footsteps gradually approached.

Finally, I breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the "Hula Hula" blown above my head because of the wind.Banbu felt even more suspicious.

At this time, my right shoulder suddenly felt cold, and a wet hand was put on it. I looked back in surprise, and under the dim moonlight, I saw a similar face approaching him. He was very far away from me. Soon, before I could react, he greeted me with a stone on my head.I only felt a pain in my head, and then lost consciousness.

Not long after, a basin of cold water was poured on my face, and the cold wind blew, which woke me up immediately.I remembered what happened just now, and was about to resist, but found that I had been tied to a thick and thick pole.The thick pole was being inserted into the high pile of stones.

The front is full of white flowers, surrounded by people in white clothes. The reason why I can see it clearly now is because they built a high bonfire, and they said "bajibaji" without knowing what they were saying, surrounding the fire Start spinning in circles.

Looking at this scene, I feel a little bad, the wound on my head is burning hot, I don't know how the injury is?I don't know exactly which grandson plotted against me.

At this time, I saw a man climbed onto the stone pile carrying a basin of water again, as if he was going to splash me again.I quickly closed my eyes and hung my head to pretend to be dizzy.

Sure enough, the basin of water was splashed on my face again, but I decided to keep pretending to be dizzy and didn't look up.He came closer, pinched my chin with his cold hands, glanced at me, and then got off the stone pile.

"Village chief, that girl is still awake." The man reported to a village chief who was organizing a ceremony.

"Then stop splashing water, the time is coming, prepare to let blood!"

The voice was a bit hoarse and deep, as if I had heard it somewhere before, I thought about sneaking a glance, it didn't matter, I saw the so-called village head, isn't it the old man who we live in his house?

What the hell is he doing?And the bloodletting he said, whose blood should be let out?Before I could look around, the man just now came forward with a special bronze pot and a short knife.

"Oh my god, is this posture trying to bleed me?" I trembled in fright, before the man came to cut my wrist, I suddenly raised my head and stared at him.

He seemed to be unprepared for my sudden awakening, the movements of his hands froze, the fire light reflected on his face, and I finally woke up to his face.

this. . .This man actually looks exactly like the man in the photo hanging in the memorial room in the village.

"Ah!" I yelled in fright, and asked him, "Are you a human or a ghost? Why did you kill me?"

Hearing my question, he was stunned, his hands didn't move, and he just stood there in a daze.At this time, the person he called the village head, the old man who we stayed overnight, came up, smiled at me sinisterly and said, "Girl, where is your accomplice?"

"They..." I thought about whether to tell him that I was separated from them.But now the old man has become very ghostly, I guess he is not a good thing, so I thought of a plan to delay the attack.

Then he said: "Oh, sir, after we woke up all night, we couldn't find you, and then we saw the local goods you put on the table. That little thing is not enough for us to go back to the business, there is no way! We can only go out and look for you everywhere. No, I got separated from my companions!" The words were half-true and half-true, and I wasn't sure about it, so I had to look up to observe his reaction.

"Oh, I saw that the stock was not enough, so I asked the villagers to mine overnight, have you seen it?" The uncle's eyes flashed fiercely, and his tone suddenly increased.

"Well, yes, you guys are working very hard! But you still have to pay more attention to rest at night. I found this place by accident in the dark. If you send me back to the village, I promise I won't remember the way, and I won't follow you. Whoever brings up the matter here, is it alright?" I discussed it with him in good spirits, fearing that the old man would kill people in a fit of anger.

"Hahaha..." The old man laughed strangely, and said while laughing: "Girl, it's not that I won't let you go, but that Her Royal Highness has chosen you, and you can never leave again." He looked up at the moonlight, then turned to the man beside him and said indifferently, "Do it."

"Wait..." I yelled loudly, and then said, "Even if you are going to die, let me understand! He..."

I pointed at the man who was about to cut off my hand, and said, "We were in a room and saw his photo. Is he a human or a ghost now?"

With a bang, the knife fell from the man's hand. He still had the blank expression just now, looking at their village chief with those dead eyes, as if he was asking for proof.

Seeing that this method is useful, I continued to say, "You don't know that you are being sacrificed as a dead person, do you?"

As soon as the words came out, the man trembled all over, and murmured, "Am I really dead? How did I die? Why?"

A group of white-clothed people in the audience also became uproarious, wanting to ask the village chief what was going on.The old village head squinted his eyes and stared at me coldly and said, "You know there are too many!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the knife on the ground and slashed at my neck fiercely. . .