Dream of Tomb Raiders Notes

Chapter 161 Sit Down and Talk

The little brother rushed to the front of Pan Ma's old man and pulled him back.

"You mean, you know me?" he asked.

Papa Panma looked up at him, with no expression on his face, and no answer. The little brother took off his shirt at once, revealing his upper body, with a rare eagerness on his face: "Look, do you know him?" I?"

Mengli looked at him, his eyes a little sore, once things involved his previous memories, he would no longer be calm, Xisha Sea Tomb, Yunding Tiangong, and now.

The black tattoos of the two are very clear, it seems that two unicorns are fighting each other, and they are looking at each other, very strange.

After confronting for a while, Pan Ma still didn't say anything, but walked past the younger brother indifferently, completely ignoring him, and there was no wavering in his facial expression.

In the book before, she couldn't understand Wu Xie's feeling at this time, but now she understands, it is an indescribable feeling, very strange, if she must describe it in words, she can only use a sentence in the book to describe it "I can only say that I seem to have seen two stuffy oil bottles in different time and space, intermingling and separating in an instant."

The little brother did not catch up again, he quietly watched Pan Ma go away. In just a few seconds, the feeling of time and space disorder just now disappeared.

Agui, who was catching up with Wu Xie and Aning, was at a loss. He looked at Pan Ma in the distance, and then at his younger brother, his face was a little annoyed, apparently he didn't understand which song was being sung.

Wu Xie was afraid that he would feel bored, so he patted him quickly, and walked to the little brother: "It's okay, you go back first. Don't worry, I will come back and tell you as soon as we finish asking."

The little brother nodded noncommittally, still looking at Pan Ma going away, not knowing what he was thinking about.

For some reason, at this moment, Mengli felt that his eyes suddenly became a little different, as if something was missing, and at the same time she felt that she had seen this look before somewhere.

And Wu Xie was thinking, something must have happened when the younger brother and Pan Ma's eyes met just now, Pan Ma's behavior is a very strong hint, he must know something, and he must know the little brother Whoever it was, even had a relatively deep relationship with him, but judging from his attitude, it seemed that this relationship was not pleasant at all.

Wu Xie couldn't wait to catch up, and Aning also followed him.

Mengli looked at the little brother who was still standing there, and sighed in her heart, a little helpless: "Brother, you go back first. We will be back soon."

"Ah."

Sitting on the floor in the dining hall of Panma's house with Agui again, Wu Xie kept thinking about what Panma's words meant and how to effectively communicate with people like Panma.

Panma's son brought water to wash their faces and bodies. Panma's wound was on his back, so his son did it for him. He lit a hookah and smoked their yellow tobacco from the Yao nationality.

Wu Xie smelled the smell and found that the smell of smoke was somewhat similar to the smell of herbs on the younger brother's body. It seemed that those herbs also contained this ingredient.So Wu Xie wondered if he could use this as an entry point to ease the atmosphere, but he couldn't find anything to say.

Aning glanced at Wu Xie, a little helpless, she thought everything would be easy when Mengli came.

At this time, Mengli also came to Panma's house.

The sky darkened and it seemed to be raining again. Guangxi really likes rain. Panma’s daughter-in-law closed the window and sat on the ground. The wind blew in through the gaps, and the temperature became much cooler. The old man said to them A local etiquette, Wu Xie and Aning also learned to return it.

Mengli performed a very standard local etiquette, and then explained their purpose of coming.

Papa Panma frowned slightly after hearing her words.

Wu Xie and Aning looked at each other in surprise, as if they didn't expect Mengli to know the local language.

Agui stood there with an embarrassed expression on his face. He was originally here to translate for them. Who would have thought...they wouldn't need him at all? !

"Agui, what are they talking about?" Wu Xie looked at Agui with some embarrassment.

Probably because Wu Xie was more sincere, Agui's mood eased a lot, and he began to translate the conversation between Wu Xie and A Ning.

Agui translated: "Father said, he can probably guess who you are, and he has long expected that someone will ask about this matter one day. You can ask whatever you want, and hurry up when you are done." Go, don't bother him."

Wu Xie froze for a moment, feeling that what his father said meant something, as if he had misunderstood who they were.

But he couldn't clearly feel the reason for his misunderstanding. Thinking about it, he immediately reacted, knowing that he shouldn't think about it now. It's the most appropriate to pretend that he didn't realize it. It won't be too late to make it clear when there are signs of it. .

"Wu Xie, you can ask." Meng Li looked at him and said.

What she wants to say, what she wants to ask, can't let them know. Now she can only wait for Wu Xie to finish asking, and then she will talk to Pan Ma alone.

Wu Xie regained his composure and thought about it, so he said to his father: "I just want to ask you about the previous archaeological team. I think you can tell me about the situation back then. However, in Before that, I want to know, what did you mean by that sentence just now?"

Pan Ma took a long drag on his cigarette, suddenly showed a very strange expression, shook his head and said a few words.

A Gui translated: "Father said, the meaning of what he said just now is very clear. You don't understand what kind of person he is at all. If you are with him, you will never end well."

"You know him?" Wu Xie asked immediately. "Why do you say that?"

Papa Panma looked at him, paused, and said after a long time: "I don't recognize the face, but I recognize the smell of death on his body."

I can only say that I seem to have seen two stuffy oil bottles in different time and space, intermingling and separating in an instant.

(End of this chapter)