Tomb Raiders: Begin As a Little Brother

　　387 Huba Yi's Guess

　　One of the rewards Zhang Lin wanted the most was that he could communicate with the underworld in the tomb raiding world just like he did in the dungeon world.

　　However, the response given by the system was not satisfactory. Although his ability has improved, he still cannot do this.

　　"The difference between the growth progress and the performance progress is too great!"

　　However, this also gave Zhang Lin enough hope.

　　Sometimes the opposite result just shows that this thing is feasible.

　　Zhang Lin can even imagine that if he can reach that level in the future, he should be able to unlock more secrets about Zhang Qiling.

　　"My little brother's life experience is very mysterious in the original book, and in the world of tomb robbers, there seem to be innumerable clues, indicating that he has a mysterious background."

　　"I hope to explore the story about Zhang Qiling through my efforts."

　　The system says that only when the first character's progress reaches 1%, the next character's performance can be started.

　　It's a restriction, but it's also a rule.

　　Otherwise, you can play someone else at any time. Isn't there no 14-handed opponent in this world?

　　Of course, Zhang Lin believes that as he unlocks more characters, his future path will be more exciting, but the most important thing at present is to explore Zhang Qiling's story.

　　After walking out of the Iron Rod Lama's lounge, Zhang Lin looked at the vast grassland and couldn't help sighing.

　　"I think, is there something wrong with you? It's mysterious." Huba said softly as soon as he appeared behind him.

　　Zhang Lin turned to look at him.

　　"Don't think too much, it's just that I feel that way, and I didn't deliberately track and investigate your intentions." Huba spread his hands one by one. "But no problem, you left and came back at the right time."

　　Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment, wondering if it was because of himself or too deliberately that people in the world of tomb robbers had an illusion.

　　Sometimes, encounters that are too coincidental turn out to be loopholes.

　　For Hu Bayi, every time Zhang Lin disappears and appears, he is lustful, and the time is accurate; every time he answers a difficult question, it seems to be giving help in the snow.

　　If it's okay to say it once or twice, it's a bit strange to do it repeatedly.

　　Moreover, Hu Bayi is not an ordinary person, he is smart and clever, and he can see it through a little bit.

　　"Everyone has their own secrets." Zhang Lin said quietly.

　　Huba nodded and said with a smile: "Actually, I want to say, do you really have the ability to predict the future? If so, quickly tell me whether our trip to Kunlun Mountains went well this time? Can you untie the keel? Can the secret of the book of heaven get rid of the curse on me?"

　　"Fate cannot be explored." Zhang Lin smiled. "But I'll do my best to help you."

　　Huba nodded, stopped talking, and looked into the distance.

　　"You say the world is so beautiful, what makes it?"

　　Zhang Lin didn't speak. He didn't know what Huba meant when he asked. Did he discover his identity, or was he really just complaining?

　　"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" Huba asked, and then he laughed again. "Do you think it's weird? You've experienced so many magical things and asked this stupid question."

　　"But Brother Zhang, have you ever thought about why in this world, most people don't think there are ghosts, and only a few specific people have this kind of awareness?"

　　I have to say that Hu Bayi's question made Zhang Lin's heart waver.

　　In his previous life, the absolute universal truth believed that the so-called ghosts and gods did not exist in this world.

　　This statement is especially popular in Western society. They believe that after death, it is like the lights go out, the end of biological life, and there is no reincarnation in the afterlife.

　　But paradoxically, Westerners believe in God very much!

　　Even the most sane scientists often speak of God.

　　If there is no fooling around, if you don't believe in reincarnation, why do these people do such inconsistent things?

　　And when there are some problems that cannot be explained by science in the world, the theory of ghosts and gods prevails.

　　Sometimes, Zhang Lin even thinks that those so-called experts are nothing but scumbags. When they cannot be explained by science, they will use ghosts and gods to explain them, but usually they pretend to be rational and cold, and sneer at ghosts and gods.

　　No manners!

　　Zhang Lin didn't know what connection the tomb raiding world and the copy world had with the real world before him, and who created this world?

　　If he could create a world, wouldn't he be a god in people's mouths? !

　　If there are gods, how can there be no ghosts? !

　　"Sometimes I wonder if what I did was arranged by someone else?"

　　"Why did Fatty Wang and I meet and know Xue Li Yang, and have experienced so much together?!"

　　"Why did you take part in it, Brother Zhang, and it just made up for the weakest link among the three of us?!"

　　"I have to say that sometimes this feeling is very subtle. If I don't think about it, I will sometimes thank God for letting me meet you."

　　"But on second thought, if these were set by others, we would be like pawns on someone else's chessboard?! Would this feel very sad and terrifying?!"

　　"If you want to break free from the bondage of fate, you must be strong enough." Zhang Lin said slowly.

　　His eyes looked to the distant horizon, as if to see through the sky, to see which pair of hands behind the sky was controlling the sky and the earth.

　　"Yes, you are right. If you are strong enough, it is impossible for others to do whatever they want." Hu Bayi suddenly smiled.

　　Whether it's the information you got from your ancestors or everything you've experienced, in fact, there are many conflicts left in Huba Yi's heart.

　　This is the conflict between the ordinary world and the special world, and between the two ideas.

　　Hu Bayi, who was caught in this way, lived a very hard life. Although he sometimes tried to let himself go with the flow, this kind of depression accumulated over time, and one day he could not bear it.

　　Therefore, when he was with Fatty Wang, he liked to joke with Fatty Wang, and used his relaxed gestures and words to soothe himself.

　　If it wasn't for Zhang Lin's appearance, the pride and persistence in Huba Yi's heart would have slackened a little, maybe he would never ask for it in his life, and would only be bored in his heart.

　　"The road ahead should still be very long. I hope we can go on together, good brothers for a lifetime!" Huba's eyes were sincere, because Zhang Lin gave him a very safe feeling. With such a brother by his side, what would happen to him? Even with such difficulties, you will not feel hopeless. .

Chapter 390

　　 a murder

　　After talking to Huba, Zhang Lin left and found a place to return to the dungeon world.

　　After returning, Zhang Lin felt that his eyes were dark.

　　"No, I'm blind after being away for so long?"

　　"You are my little girl, Apple..."

　　A touching bell rang suddenly.

　　Only then did Zhang Lin realize that he had returned in a sleeping posture.

　　"Yes, the first time I came here, I was sleeping! I won't come later, it's the way to sleep, right?" Zhang Lin couldn't help but complain.

　　However, I feel really sleepy now, so I'm a little irritated by the ringing in my ear.

　　"Who is so annoying?!" Closing his eyes, he finally reached for the phone, "Hey, who are you, you don't sleep in the early morning?!"

　　"The stinky boy is still sleeping?! Your uncle, I'll enjoy the ups and downs outside! After disappearing for so long, the phone can't get through!" An old voice shouted loudly with boundless anger.

　　Zhang Lin smiled, it was actually Lao Zhang? !

　　Lazily said: "Old man, you are the life of serving this young master!"

　　The other side of the phone snorted and said, "Don't talk about that useless, come here, Rongcheng Imperial Capital Building, dead?!"

　　"I'll die if I die. I'm not a police officer. What's the matter? Someone asked you to do something?"

　　"You...hey, you know the deceased, Xiao An!" The other side of the phone pondered for a while, and said slowly.

　　Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment, then sat up with a jolt, "Who? Where?"

　　"Rongcheng Imperial Capital Building."

　　pat.

　　The phone fell to the ground, Zhang Lin's heart beat heavily, like a pile driver, and every hit was painful.

　　Is it coming after all?

　　When he left, Lao Zhang had told her that Xiao An faced a catastrophe and had a hard life.

　　He also let Lao Zhang take a good look.

　　How did this die?

　　Who can kill her?

　　She is with Liu Le!

　　Mad!

　　Zhang Lin got up with a grunt.

　　This is not a resident community, but a hotel.

　　Zhang Lin didn't know why he appeared here, not at home.

　　He is very nervous now.

　　Xiao An is gone, what about Xiao Miao?What about Liu Le?

　　The residence is more than ten kilometers away from the Imperial Capital Building, and there is no time to ride a bicycle, so I waved and stopped a taxi and rushed over.

　　The scene has been surrounded, eye-catching warning lines, flashing police lights, police officers coming and going, as well as people pointing at outside the cordon, swirling back and forth in front of Zhang Lin's eyes.

　　Zhang Lin shook his head vigorously, shook off the dizziness in front of him, and walked towards a police car.

　　Old Zhang was talking to a policeman when he saw Zhang Lin and waved.

　　The police saw Zhang Lin, nodded, and said, "My condolences and change."

　　It should be Lao Zhang who told him Zhang Lin's identity.

　　Zhang Lin asked, "How did you die?"

　　The police said: "Fall to death."