Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 13 Zhang Qilings in the Dragon Pattern Coffin (for further reading)
The person wearing a huge hooded cloak completely covered his whole body, only showing a pair of white and slender hands.

On the long needle he held in his hand, the golden blood of the unicorn who returned to his ancestors was continuously dripping down.

These bloodstains were carved into the bones of the "little brother" in front of him bit by bit along with countless complicated and strange lines.

The man chuckled and said with emotion:
"Only the most benevolent in the sky is also poisonous to all things, stirring up the thunder to shake it."

"Only the spirit is deep and secluded, and breathes the six qi, and kills the latent spirit."

(殛, pronunciation: extremely. Meaning: kill.)
"In this world, there are those who draw the blood of fierce slaves and pour it into the sea; there are those who carry the Zhoutian fire and transport the mud pills to refine the body."

"There are those who call out the nine spirits, inject the three essences and return to the Lingfu; there are those who are convinced and swallow the clouds."

"There are those who refine the essence of the sun and the moon; there are those who reincarnate and seize their homes... There are all kinds of differences, but they are all inferior!"

Speaking of this, the cloaked man's tone changed into a look of pride, and he said:
"The only way is to use the essence of the three flowers and five qi, to wash the bones and cut the marrow, and to raise the dead to the bones."

"I, the weird tattoo artist... Even if you don't have a body, I can still tattoo a body for you."

The "little brother", who was flipping through half of the bones of the ancient book with the other hand that had already grown flesh and blood, stopped his hand.

"Brother" looked at the weird tattoo artist with a meaningful look, and said lightly:

"You and I are just taking what we need."

The weird tattoo artist kept his hands in his hands, and said jokingly:

"You are the first 'Zhang Qiling' who was put into the coffin with the dragon pattern of the '3000-year Holy Infant'."

"Back then, he was truly an all-powerful person who shocked all races, was amazingly talented, and was unparalleled in the world!"

"It's a pity that you were born at an untimely time..."

"Being regarded as the first substitute of the 'Holy Infant', I don't know if it's your misfortune or the 'Holy Infant''s misfortune."

"Let's not mention the 'Zhang family's 3000-year-old holy baby'."

"Your bones, but I spent countless efforts and painstaking efforts to steal them out of the bone washing cave."

"You still remember, the bone washing cave only pays attention to the bones, and the flesh and blood are leftovers in their eyes."

"And your bones, the status in the bone washing cave is the 'extreme sacred product'."

"During the nearly 3000 years, it has received such high praise from the City of Corpse Kingdom and the Bone Washing Cave."

"Apart from you, there is only the last patriarch of the Zhang family, the current Zhang Qiling."

"It's just that Zhang Qiling is still useful, so no one will kill him for the time being."

"It's also interesting to say."

"Other people who have been tattooed by me with the unicorn tattoo will gradually become the last 'Zhang Qiling', and have the diluted ancestral golden blood of the unicorn."

"And you and that last Zhang Qiling, you two are born exactly the same, evil fate, hahaha."

"But let me remind you..."

"You, the last Zhang Qiling, and the '3000-year-old Holy Child', only one can survive in the end!"

"And I, the weird tattoo artist, bet on you to win!"

The half-boned "little brother" looked indifferently, his pupils were raised slightly, and he looked around again at the "very simple" courtyard house he was in.

With an extremely indifferent expression, and in an incomparably noble tone cultivated in a high position all the year round, he said calmly:
"After the matter is done, the benefits will be indispensable to you."

The weird tattoo artist laughed, and the long golden needle in his hand was spinning like flying, and said:

"The ordinary prosperity and wealth in the world have long been out of the eyes of you and me."

"Let me remind you one more thing, Zhang Qiling, the 'last head of the Zhang family', and the '3000-year-old true holy baby' both carry extremely unusual things, which I can't see through."

"Although I put all my wealth and life on you to win, you must not underestimate them."

"Also, all the 'Zhang Qilings' who I have tattooed with unicorns."

"As they improve their own strength, and die one after another, your strength will gradually recover, and go further!"

"Brother" hummed, stared at the weird tattoo artist, and said slowly and very seriously:
"I have my measure."

"The vicious sound is against the air, filling the sky and floating."

"The smell of fishy smell is like dust in the air."

"I'm just taking back the things I lost, and the things that should belong to me."

"in addition…"

"Brother" tapped his finger on the ancient book spread out on his lap, and said with a gloomy and hostile look in his eyes:

"This kid, and the scholar who has been by his side all the time, who seems to be incredibly weak, but is so strong that we all despair."

"The two of them have ruined our good business many times."

"Although it is said that the two of them are dead, I don't believe it."

"Find them out and kill them completely!"

On the open pages of the ancient book is the epitaph that Zhang Dai wrote for himself.

……

After a tiring journey by boat and car.

The fat man drifted away and led the crowd into the alley of Wu Erbai's teahouse.

Seeing the endless flow, coming and going, bustling, but all the well-equipped tomb robbers looked terrified.

Zhou Fan, brother, Wu Xie, and Fatty all looked at each other and became more vigilant.

The fat man parked the car slowly on the side of the street, opened the window a little, and stretched out his ears to listen to the movement outside.

Wu Xie was at a loss, and asked in a perplexed whisper:

"Huh? Why don't we just go in and find my second uncle?"

Zhou Fan, brother, fat man, looked at each other.

The little brother looked at Wu Xie and said:
"About Wu Erbai, Wu Sansheng, Xie Lianhuan, what do you remember?"

The fat man quickly closed the window.

The car they are driving now is a luxury car worth more than 700 million yuan that Mr. Qi, who is rich enough to give the launched satellite to the "Daily Disposal" for fun, arranged for his subordinates to give them transportation.

Sound insulation is very good.

Wu Xie scratched his head and said:
"My memory stays on..."

"Wu Sansheng reconciled with Lianhuan, the two people are after the Wu family and Xie family worked together."

"I asked Mr. Qi to use Taoist techniques for help, and gave the two of them the technique of 'living together and dying together'."

"In the past 20 years, more than [-]% of the time, Xie Lianhuan played my third uncle."

"And my real third uncle, Wu Sansheng, is pretending to be a 'non-existent person', to explore and find those dragon veins and spiritual acupoints that are targeted by 'it' and 'it''s henchmen."

"Some time ago, Wu Sansheng didn't know what weird things he found, so he ran back temporarily to discuss with Xie Lianhuan."

"But Wu Sansheng was kidnapped by 'it' or 'it''s henchmen under the nose of my second uncle."

"Wu Sansheng was seriously injured and was on the verge of death. At the same time, Xie Lianhuan, who was with us at the time, was seriously injured and was on the verge of death with a click."

"I just remember that Lao Zhou took out the treasure of Xuanmen and hanged his life for both of them."

"I don't remember anything after that."

Zhou Fan, the little brother, and the fat man looked at each other, as if they were organizing their words.

Wu Xie suddenly felt hairy all over his body, and he realized that he must have forgotten something very important because he was "given by heaven".

The little brother looked at Wu Xie, with an expression of "it's a long story, I'll give a brief explanation, you understand the spirit", and said lightly:

"Wu Xie, your father Wu Yiqiong is a 'medicine man who has been passed down for a thousand years and is about to mature' from the previous generation, and his strength is very strong."

"Wu Erbai is in control of Eleven Warehouse, and usually guards the corpses under your shop and making trouble in the hidden imperial tomb."

"Wu Erbai suffered a strange injury."

Wu Xie had a confused expression of "Huh? Is that the end? But I haven't figured it out yet."

Zhou Fan explained:
"Wu Erbai was injured at the time, and I have no way to deal with it for the time being. At that time, I could only leave some 'ancestral panacea' for them to hang their lives."

"But the carrion on his body is trying to piece together a weird map."

"Until that map is stitched together, Wu Erbai's life will not be in danger."

"And the wound on Wu Erbai's body was a surprise attack from Qi Yu and others."

"So, counting the time, Wu Erbai, Wu Sansheng, and Xie Lianhuan's bodies can still hold on for the time being."

Wu Xie scratched his head, his face became tense, and said:
"understood."

"With my second uncle's character, if he can still move, it's impossible for so many master tomb robbers with mixed origins to make such a noise in his tea shop that it's about to turn the sky upside down."

The fat man scanned the outside, hissed, and said:

"Most of the people wandering around in the street are ordinary people, and a few of them have obviously undergone strange corpse changes, but they can control themselves."

"It stands to reason that Wu Erbai can't let go of the hidden imperial tombs under the shop, leaving all kinds of monster corpses alone."

"Unless something urgent happens."

"But these ordinary people have not been attacked, which is a bit strange."

"Could it be that the corpses that have been making trouble for decades in the hidden imperial tomb that has become a top-quality corpse raising cave have all been cleaned up?"

"Which peerless master shot this?"

The little brother stared nearby, frowned, and said:
"Under the nearby ground, there is an uninviting, but extremely violent aura of corpse transformation."

Zhou Fan's eyes froze, and he said:

"It seems that the entire hidden imperial tomb has now become a huge indefinite time bomb."

"Being able to let Wu Erbai put this matter aside and leave must have caused something more dangerous to lure him away."

Wu Xie said with a numb scalp:
"Then what do we do now?"

The fat man patted his leg and said:
"First go back to the courtyard, the base camp of our four craftsmen."

"If Wu Erbai or Mr. Qi and others leave us a message, they will definitely leave it there."

As he spoke, the fat man turned around and led everyone back to the courtyard near Wushanju.

Not long after, everyone arrived at the gate of the courtyard.

Surprised to find that a listless person was leaning against the gate of their courtyard.

This person has maroon curly hair, which is very delicate, and has two thick dark circles.

He was wearing a shirt that used to be crisp, but now the top of the shirt was covered in cat fur.

Everyone's eyes stayed on the man's head.

An ordinary-looking raccoon cat was squatting on top of his head.

In the mouth of the raccoon cat, there is a small half of the head covered with corpse spots, and it is eating.

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