Tomb Raiders: Begin As a Little Brother

　　The patriarch laughed in the back room and said, "Xiao Miao, go out first and help Uncle Feng."

　　Xiao Miao was stunned, looked at Zhang Lin, and said, "But..."

　　The patriarch said kindly: "Don't worry! I will watch him carefully."

　　Xiao Miao glanced at Zhang Lin again before stepping back.

　　Zhang Lin frowned and said, "Xiao Miao, a girl, has to go out to meet the enemy?"

　　The patriarch said: "At the time of life and death, men and women are so clearly divided."

　　Zhang Lin said: "Do something or not, why do girls like Xiao Miao go out, and you are still sitting here, the patriarch?"

　　Although Uncle Feng and Xiao Miao respected the patriarch in their words, Zhang Lin couldn't see the act of pointing fingers at people after the wind and rain, and there was some gunpowder in the words of the patriarch.

　　The patriarch smiled softly, picked up the curtain, walked out, and said with a smile, "Very vicissitudes of life, only the true temperament remains the same, very good!"

　　Zhang Lin raised his eyes and was shocked, and said, "Yeah, you are, who are you!"

　　This person is the man with the green face from before...  

　　His face was still terrifying.

　　Zhang Lin couldn't tell whether it was a mask or whether he was born with it.

　　"But, it seems a little different..." Zhang Lin said.

　　The patriarch said, "Why are you still you?"

　　Zhang Lin was stunned and thought, why am I not me?

　　The patriarch sat cross-legged under the woodcut in the main room, motioned Zhang Lin to sit down too, picked up the jar next to him, poured out two bowls of water, handed one to Zhang Lin, and held the other as a treasure in his hand.

　　"This tea is of great benefit to you and me, drink it now!" After saying that, he drank his mouth and closed his eyes, feeling very intoxicated.

　　Seeing this, Zhang Lin took a sip and took a sip. It was actually very refreshing and sweet. After drinking, the pores all over his body relaxed, and the blood flowed faster.

　　"What kind of tea is this?" Zhang Lin asked.

　　The patriarch came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Today, there are thousands of clans in the world. Innately, the god clan and the demon clan are the most important, followed by the other clans such as the demon clan, the ghost clan, the elves clan, etc. The weakest are the human clan."

　　Zhang Lin was a little surprised and didn't understand why the patriarch mentioned the issue of race, but after hearing him say that the human race was the worst, he couldn't help asking: "Isn't it right, the emperor Fuxi is the human race, the only king after Pangu's father and goddess, who rules all things. Endless years, if the human race is the weakest, why is the human ancestor the highest god?"

　　Zhang Linxin said, since you are from the Demon Kingdom, I will bring out the biggest human god to question you!

　　The patriarch shook his head and said, "The era of Emperor Fuxi is too long, and it is not the same era as we are talking about."

　　Zhang Lin moved in his heart and asked, "Then what era are we in now?"

　　The patriarch glanced at him and said, "Jushe for two years".

Chapter 449

　　447 Are They Demons?

　　Zhang Lin was shocked, he never thought that he had entered the fantasy world of the late Western Han Dynasty.

　　The second year of Jushe was not the year before Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty?

　　Jushe three years later, Wang Mang proclaimed himself emperor and established a new dynasty.

　　Is it the second year of residence?

　　He wanted to pull the gods out and ask, but he was worried that the patriarch would see through, so he endured.

　　The way he looked at the patriarch also began to change, and he thought that the patriarch was so strange, he seemed to know that I was not a person in a fantasy world.

　　The patriarch seemed to have seen Zhang Lin's thoughts, and opened his mouth to say, "The world is all fantasy, who knows where is fantasy and where is reality? However, the reality of fantasy is the chance of heaven, and between cause and effect, it's natural."

　　Life is like a long dream, it is joy or sorrow, indulge in enjoyment.

　　The people of the Demon Kingdom are pretty cool.

　　Zhang Lin thought that this person had fought on the battlefield for several generations, and remembered his sad and helpless expression, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

　　"Senior seems to be different from the previous encounter." Zhang Lin asked.

　　The patriarch seemed very happy to see Zhang Lin addressing him like that.

　　"I'm extremely happy when you call me senior."

　　"The reason why it is different from the previous encounter is because in my destiny, I am waiting for someone, and I can't wait for that person, so I can only live and experience the sad parting of life and death; the reason why it seems It's different because I waited for that guy, and he's a very talented guy."

　　The patriarch said happily, but with such a smile, his face became even more terrifying.

　　Zhang Lin sighed and said, "Junior dares, is that person me?"

　　The patriarch laughed and said, "What about you, what about you? As long as I know, the person I'm waiting for will be here, and what you have to do is to continue your own life."

　　Zhang Lin wanted to ask more, but he heard cheers from outside the house, the patriarch stood up, grabbed Zhang Lin, and said, "This meeting may be the last time you and I will meet, come, Cherish the present day, the rest, let fate dictate it!"

　　This is, Xiaomiao ran in from the outside, with a few drops of sweat hanging on her red face, like a bird, and said happily: "Little brother, we drove the enemy away."

　　Zhang Lin's heart trembled when he saw Xiaomiao's appearance. He had only been with Xiaomiao for a long time, but he could clearly feel Xiaomiao's friendship for him.

　　Thinking of what the patriarch said just now, Zhang Lin suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

　　There was no reason for this pain, and Zhang Lin himself felt inexplicable.

　　I have just started this world, and they are people of the devil country, how can I feel heartache about their experience?

　　The crowd outside the house cheered loudly. Uncle Feng strode over and shouted at Zhang Lin, "Boy, you can heal your wounds and listen to the teachings of the patriarch with peace of mind. We will wait for you to grow up. Will you fulfill your future mission?"

　　mission?

　　Do it for them yourself?

　　Why is this?

　　Is it possible that in Zhang Qiling's life experience, there is still a trace of karma in the devil's kingdom?

　　Seemingly seeing Zhang Lin's hesitation, the patriarch came over and patted him on the shoulder.

　　"Come on, don't think so much, and enjoy the moment with us. Just now is the first wave of the enemy's attack, the real bloody battle. Tonight, when the time comes, you must join me in the battle."

　　"Is it bloodier than during the day?" Zhang Lin asked.

　　He had seen the battle during the day for a moment, it was very tragic, but the patriarch actually said that the battle at night was bloodier.

　　Bloodier than that, what could it be?

　　The patriarch smiled and asked, "Have you noticed that the enemies during the day all come from the sky, but there is no ground attack?"

　　Zhang Lin thinks about it, it is true.

　　"Come on little brother, let's dance together!" Xiaomiao walked over with a smile, pulled Zhang Lin, and entered the crowd.

　　Zhang Lin followed Xiao Miao in the crowd, a little dazed.

　　From the moment he came to this fantasy world, it seemed that there was some kind of special emotion that bound him.

　　Obviously it is a demon country, but it can reveal different emotions everywhere, even warmth.

　　Looking at the elated Xiaomiao in front of him, and the simple smiles thrown around him, Zhang Lin was very confused.

　　Demon, is that so?

　　Or are they called demons, not real demons? !

　　He didn't dare to ask directly, and he couldn't ask.

　　The people celebrating didn't die until it was dark and the bonfire was lit.

　　Women have long been clearing up wine jugs and scattered food on the ground.

　　All the outposts were also vigilant. Beside the bonfire, soldiers in groups of three or five were wiping the sharp spears in their hands while joking, as if the upcoming battle was not a battle of life and death, but an extremely ordinary battle. .

Chapter 450

　　 Did he actually pick it up?

　　The village wall is just made of simple logs and stones. It is better to say that it is a fence than a wall.

　　If the patriarch said that it was arranged according to the ancestral array, Zhang Lin really didn't expect such a wall to play any role.

　　The bonfire gradually went out, leaving only the flickering embers.

　　The voices of the villagers talking gradually became smaller, and the whole village became strangely silent.

　　Outside the wall, it was still pitch black, and the villagers standing on the wall stretched their necks out to find something as soon as possible.

　　From time to time, the roars of beasts came from outside, and the sparse fence wall could not block these sounds, making people feel as if they were in the wild beasts.Gradually, the sparse roar became denser, and the ground shook slightly. The darkness outside the wall seemed to be driven by something, and it squeezed hard towards the village, making the atmosphere in the air even more depressing. .

　　The night was still dark, but the air in the night sky gradually filled with a bloody smell.

　　On the wall of the village, many villagers stand on it, or hold wooden guns, or draw bows to shoot, or hold boulders in their hands.

　　Observe the villagers on the wooden pagoda staring at the darkness, fully alert.

　　Suddenly, a black shadow shot out from the night sky and hit the wooden wall.But before it reached the wooden wall, a log in the wooden wall trembled slightly, and the black shadow bounced back and turned into a cloud of soot.

　　Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this wooden wall to be so magical. Before he could see what the black shadow was, the battle was over.

　　The patriarch stepped forward and shouted: "The beasts are here, try to shoot them outside the fortress wall".

　　Zhang Linqi said: "Patriarch, this wooden wall is so magical that even if a beast comes, it can automatically defend itself. Why should the villagers be defended?"

　　The patriarch sighed: "The formation has a spirit, so the power of the formation is great! But it is precisely because the formation has a spirit, so the number of times it can be used is limited. If you see a beast coming, the formation can easily resist it, but If there are a hundred together, what about ten million?"

　　Zhang Lin was stunned for a moment, then took a breath of cold air at random.

　　The patriarch said again: "The reason why those people in the daytime battle only attacked from the periphery is to consume the spiritual energy of the magic circle. Once the spiritual energy is used up, we will be in danger."

　　Zhang Lin said: "Is there no way to deal with it?"

　　The patriarch smiled and said, "Although we can't deal with it completely, there are some solutions. Well, the herd is coming, let's fight first!"

　　That's it, a few black shadows sprang out from the wall and slammed into the wall. At the same time, the black shadows in all directions jumped at high speed. stop.

　　Zhang Lin looked at the vibration frequency of the wall, and was about to say something, but he saw the patriarch grabbing him, and came to a big man, and said: "Although these beasts can't break through the wall for the time being, but you yourself I'm not worried about staying."