Tomb Raiders: Begin As a Little Brother

　　"Haha, I'll show you this time, everything can be a black donkey's hoof!"

　　Huba was only affected by his emotions. He was anxious for a while and forgot about it. At this time, he suddenly thought of it. It seems that Chen Blind said before that black donkey hooves can be used. Instead, I thought about the usage of black donkey hooves.

　　At this time, the Iron Rod Lama's body was stiff, and a layer of extremely fine black fluff grew on his face.

　　It looks like a corpse is about to happen.

　　And there is no one around here, and there is no other solution.

　　So everyone no longer questioned and began to cooperate with Huba Yi.

　　"Let's light a smaller fire... and a bowl of water and a straw of at least twenty centimeters. The sooner the better."

　　The crowd prepares separately.

　　Zhang Lin and Hu Bayi looked at the lama's body.

　　At this time, the palm of the Lama's right hand has been severely corpse, where it was punctured.

　　"Brother Zhang, help me watch, if there is a situation, please take action!" Huba looked at Zhang Lin and said.

　　Zhang Lin nodded.

　　Huba started to move.

　　He moved the iron rod lama to the small fire that had just been lit, poured half of the large bowl of water, and put the rest under the lama's right hand, then took out the paratrooper knife and cut off the old and hard black donkey's hoof a small slice.

　　"Is there a mistake? Is this thing edible? Don't save people, and choke them to death!" Uncle Ming was stunned and couldn't help saying.

　　Fatty also expressed doubts and said, "Old Hu, Uncle Lama is still alive, do you really want to treat him like a big zongzi?"

　　Hu Bayi seemed to have recovered his mentality at this time, and became more and more confident. He laughed and said: "In this world, everything is over everything. Entangled by the corpse gas, only the black donkey's hoofs are used to burn the thick smoke and scorch the sores, and then there will be salvation."

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　　"With smoke?"

　　Everyone is puzzled.

　　Zhang Lin nodded secretly, thinking that Hu Bayi was indeed a great man, and he could come up with such a solution!

　　Having been able to gallop in the fantasy world as a mortal for many years, Huba is worthy of being the leader among the school captains of Mojin!

　　Thinking of this, Zhang Lin couldn't help thinking of himself.

　　Is he a mortal body, or something else?

　　At this moment, Zhang Lin suddenly worried about his own identity.

　　At this moment, Huba pulled out a small piece of dry cow dung that was burning vigorously, and put a small piece of black donkey hoof together with it to bake. Less green smoke.

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　　Everyone watched with relish, and gradually forgot their fears.

　　It's strange to say, the smoke is neither black nor white, it is lightly lingering, the smoke gradually rises on the fire, except for a strange smell of rotten leaves, there is no special smell, and the smoke makes people cry.

　　With a wave of his hand, Huba told everyone to step back a few steps, not so tightly that the smoke would damage the eyes, and then soaked the middle finger of the iron bar Lama's right hand in clean water to make the pus and blood on the edge of the hole. melt away.

　　At this point the smoke is gathering.

　　Hu Ba took the tube prepared by Uncle Ming, put it in his mouth, and blew the smoke from the burn to the wound on the Lama's finger.

　　The smoke drifted towards the Lama's finger, which was strange to say. When the smoke that was originally floating passed through the wound, it quickly rose and gathered towards the wound.

　　In less than half a minute, I saw clear water dripping out from the hole in the fingertip, more than a bowl of water.

　　When everyone saw it, they were amazed again and again/

　　Seeing this, Fatty Wang thought it was funny, and as soon as he asked Huba to pass the pipe, he also started to blow.

　　Seeing the effect of the smoke, Fatty Wang grinned, but he forgot that the smoke could not be blown, but could be inhaled.

　　And feel tinnitus endlessly, the world is spinning.

　　"Oh, this thing is really powerful, Commander Hu, you continue, I'll take it easy!"

　　As he said that, he gave Huba the tube again, and ran out to breathe by himself.

　　When Fatty Wang came back from his breath, there was no more clear water flowing out of the lama's fingertips, and the wound seemed to be blocked by something.Ten thousand.

Chapter 388

　　For more than 386 years, the daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law

　　There appears to be a black mass inside the lama's finger.

　　Xue Li Yang hurriedly found a small pair of tweezers, disinfected them, clamped the black object in the wound, and gently pulled it out. At a glance, it turned out to be a bunch of black hair, all curled and knotted, I don't know. How did you get in.

　　Then use the black donkey's hoof to smoke and roast it, and then the water will flow out again, and after a while, the messy hair will be taken out from it.

　　Until the end, no more water came out, no more hair.

　　Lama's fate is preserved.

　　As soon as Huba was worried, he called Axiang over again, seeing that there was nothing abnormal about the Iron Rod Lama, and then he was relieved.

　　After another half day, the Lama woke up, but Jiu Liu[-] looked haggard.

　　Zhang Lin knew that this was because the lama's body had accumulated the accumulation of Buddhist practice for many years. Otherwise, the average old man would have been depleted of qi and blood after this time.

　　But even so, everyone knows that at this time, they will enter the high-altitude area of ​​​​Karamir.

　　Uncle Ming also knew how powerful it was, and knew that he had to rely more on the lama here, so he didn't urge him, just let the lama rest more.

　　The Iron Rod Lama also knew that this was God's will, and even if he tried to go, he would only become a burden to others.

　　However, in the end, everyone discussed it and felt that they still wanted to go. They just adopted the strategy of doing things independently.

　　The lama went to Karamir together, but did not enter the Kunlun Mountains, and waited for everyone to return at the mountain pass.

　　Before entering the Kunlun Mountains, the lama tried his best to narrate the content related to the magic kingdom in Chinese to Shirley Yang in the long poem of martial arts of the world's enemy, the great master of the jewels.

　　Xue Li Yang has a strong memory and can be regarded as unforgettable.

　　In that case, it's the best of both worlds.

　　As soon as Huba was worried about the lama’s health, he told Uncle Ming to let them go to Gazebuqing near Kalamel in Kunlun Mountains to prepare equipment and supplies, while Huba and the others waited for the iron rod lama’s condition to improve before leaving. .

　　Who knows that Uncle Ming expresses his firm opposition. If you want to act, you can act together, and you can't divide your forces.

　　Huba Yi and Fatty Wang looked at each other, knowing that he was afraid that we would dump him and go it alone.

　　"Commander Hu, why don't you go with Uncle Ming and the others?" Hu Ba said helplessly.

　　"Ah I?"

　　At this time, Hu Bayi was quite suspicious of selling his teammates. In fact, he was sending Fatty Wang as an attitude in order to dispel Uncle Ming's worries.

　　But you can't say it with your mouth, otherwise the fat man will fry his hair.

　　"You go and guide them!" Zhang Lin said.

　　Fatty Wang was stunned for a moment.

　　Hu Ba was so blessed that he understood Zhang Lin's meaning at once, took the words and said, "Yes, Commander Hu, you see that Uncle Ming knows a lot about sailing, but to fight in the mountains, what materials and what kind of things do you need? The guide and so on don't know anything about it, although Peter Huang has fought in the jungle for several years, but after all, it is like a mountain, and it is impossible to use the air, we sent you, just want you to make overall arrangements!"

　　Hu Bayi's words are very beautiful, not only explaining the purpose, but also not belittling Uncle Ming and others, just saying that the field is different.

　　When Fatty Wang heard that he was the coordinator in the past, thinking that he was an official on his own, his face could not help but be excited, but this guy pretended to be heavy and said, "Commander Hu, I'm out of the team and go it alone, okay? I don't have the confidence. manage?"

　　Huba was just about to fool him, but this guy continued to say: "However, since you gave me such an opportunity to be on my own, if I don't cherish it, I'll be sorry for you! Don't worry! Hahaha, Mad, why am I so happy? Damn, I couldn't help laughing out loud... It's not easy, my daughter-in-law has become a mother-in-law for many years, and this time I'm finally not the deputy commander!"

　　Zhang Lin and Hu Bayi were speechless for a while.

　　I didn't expect this guy to be so excited for a team.

　　Zhang Lin glanced at Hu Ba, which meant that you suppressed him too hard.

　　Huba shrugged, expressing his innocence.

　　As for Uncle Ming and others, they are indeed unfamiliar with Doudou, and they have never been to the mainland, so they naturally listen to Fatty...

　　After the fat man was sent away, everyone found a place for the lama to cultivate, and found a good doctor for him.

　　The lama's physical condition was good, but it returned to normal that day.

　　But Zhang Lin always felt that the state of the lama was still somewhat abnormal, not as good as before.

　　If the lama doesn't say anything, Zhang Lin naturally doesn't want to talk too much, that's not his style.

　　When the Iron Rod Lama can move, he will do a ritual for Adong to save his death.

　　Speaking of which, Adong is also considered a hard life. Although he has his own small plans, it is not a sinful idea to die for the sake of money.

　　I didn't expect to really die for money!

　　And seeing Uncle Ming's reaction, Adong is not an important role in his heart, it should be used to open the door.

　　Hey, I don't know how Adong would feel if there was a dead soul.

　　Thinking of the dead soul, Zhang Lin's heart moved.

　　In the dungeon world, he has entered the underworld, and he does not know how to enter the tomb raiding world.

　　As for whether there is an underworld, Zhang Lin's current thinking is certain.

　　Just kidding, my soul is transmigrated, how could I still doubt this? !

　　I just don't know if I go to the underworld in this world, will the Tenth Hall of Hell be so polite to me!

　　Zhang Lin tried to communicate with the system, but there was no response.

　　"Maybe it's not enough growth!"

　　However, thinking that there are many opportunities on the way, Zhang Lin is not worried about the growth progress of the dungeon world, and although the lama has recovered now, the doctor asked him to rest for two months.

　　Two months is definitely impossible, but it is still possible to rest for half a month. This half month is enough for Zhang Lin to do a lot in the dungeon world. After that, he will meet with Uncle Ming and the others. When facing the following problems, Zhang Lin feels Your strength will increase greatly!

　　"Better go and buy another copy of the original book!" Zhang Lin thought of this and couldn't help but snicker, feeling as if he had found a bug in two worlds. .

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