Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 597 I'm watching a ghost!

After a brief rest, the convoy prepared to set up camp here temporarily and get ready to explore the ruins before them.

Thinking he had everything under control, Mr. Ma sat on a beach chair, leaning on his cane, facing the ruins with a burning gaze.

He chose to ignore his young model girlfriend's incessant complaints, staring intently at the ruins that might hold his hopes.

While the group was busy, Hu Ming sat alone on the city wall, his gaze fixed on the eaves of the houses within the ruins.

"What are you looking at?"

Having absolutely no idea what a photography assistant should do, Li Chu came to Hu Ming's side and casually asked.

"Would you believe me if I said I was looking at a ghost?"

Hu Ming did not turn around; his gaze remained fixed on the shadowy area above the eaves.

From this angle, you can't see anything except the shadows cast by the buildings.

"Ghosts? Don't scare me. What era are we living in? Ghosts? Do you think I'm a child? You think ghost stories can scare me?"

"Besides, it's broad daylight, where would a ghost come from?"

Li Chu subconsciously shrank his neck, and in a daze seemed to feel a cold wind slowly blowing from the ruins. He subconsciously took a step back and said with his neck stiff.

Just because you haven't seen something doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Be careful, this ruin is not simple, there are dangers everywhere inside. Don't accidentally stay here.

Hu Ming laughed, winked at the shadowy spot, and then flipped over and jumped off the wall.

"By the way, Li Chu, find a good angle and take a picture with your DSLR, right where I was just looking... You'll find something interesting later."

Before leaving, Hu Ming waved to Li Chu to remind him.

"What? Why are you being so mysterious? Could it be that ghosts really exist?"

"He's supposed to be an archaeology professor, so why does he talk like one of those shamans, all mysterious and nonsensical..."

Li Cu watched Hu Mingyuan's departing figure and muttered in dissatisfaction.

Even so, Li Chu's body was quite obedient, and he dutifully took several photos from different angles in the direction Hu Ming was looking.

"Everything is as usual, so what's that?"

After a quick look, Li Chu still couldn't find anything unusual. Helpless, at Wu Xie's summons, he could only follow along and do his job as an assistant, aimlessly taking photos everywhere.

While the group was busy with their respective tasks, Hu Ming leisurely wandered around, occasionally commenting on the ancient inscriptions on the walls and steles, marveling at them.

As preparations were nearing completion, Li Cu, as if possessed, suddenly turned the camera back to the direction Hu Ming had been looking.

"Fuck!"

Suddenly, a black, humanoid silhouette appeared silently beneath the eaves!
Li Cu's heart skipped a beat, his hand trembled, and the DSLR camera almost fell.

I said I was watching a ghost!
Hu Ming's words still faintly echoed in Li Cu's ears, and under the bright sun, Li Cu's forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat.

Before Li Chu could instinctively scream, the human-shaped shadow under the eaves seemed to laugh, and in the next instant, it vanished without a trace!
Li Chu was somewhat skeptical and kept looking around from every angle, but still found nothing.

"A hallucination? Impossible, right? Ghosts don't really exist, do they?"

Within minutes, Li Cu's undergarments were soaked with cold sweat.

The scorching desert sun offered him no warmth, only bone-chilling cold.

"Boss, Second Master, come quick! We've made a new discovery!"

Just as Li Cu was at a loss, Wang Meng, who was digging a hole and setting up a tent, suddenly shouted loudly.

"I was just about to set up my tent here when I found these things, and they look like they've been burned!"

Once everyone had gathered around, Wang Meng frowned and pointed to a pile of camera equipment that had been dug out of the sandpit.

Hu Ming and Wu Xie exchanged a glance, a look of understanding flashing in their eyes.

The SLR cameras in the sandpit were almost all smashed, with various parts piled up haphazardly. Just as Wang Meng said, the outer casings of many instruments were covered with burn marks.

I randomly opened a few DSLR cameras and found that the SD cards inside were also damaged to varying degrees.

"Do you think these cameras captured something they shouldn't have?"

Li Chu gripped Danfan tightly in his hand, his mind filled with the ghostly image from just now, and subconsciously voiced his guess.

"What's going on? Why does this brat look like he's been scared?"

Wu Xie stared in astonishment at Li Chu, who looked terrified, completely bewildered.

He hasn't even gone inside yet, and these surrounding ruins have already scared him? That shouldn't be the case.
"Maybe it's just a ghost sighting in broad daylight!"

Hu Ming continued digging deeper into the pit with his entrenching tool, casually pointing and replying.

“…poor kid.”

Wu Xie looked in the direction Hu Ming pointed, and he roughly understood what was going on. His lips twitched, and he shook his head and sighed.

"Tsk, I think I've spotted a familiar instrument..."

"The SD card is still in relatively good condition. I really don't know if that guy was lucky or just very cunning?"

"Wang Meng, it's up to you. See if you can find any useful photos inside."

Hu Ming had already dug out a rather familiar-looking device from the sandpit, whistled, and took out an SD card from it, tossing it to Wang Meng.

Hu Ming didn't participate in the discussion. He glanced at Wu Xie, who looked somewhat regretful, lit a cigarette, and went to the side.

The owner of this camera, Hu Ming, knows Lan Ting, a famous young female writer from Taiwan.

About three years ago, she and a good friend joined a tour group to Gutongjing for research purposes.

It's worth mentioning that Lan Ting's good friend, Daodao, committed suicide not long after returning from Gutongjing, while Lan Ting...

Some time ago, Lan Ting joined a team to go to Gutongjing, and then committed suicide not long after returning.

Hu Ming met Lan Ting through Wu Xie. Three years ago, at a tea party, Wu Xie, who was using the alias Guan Gen, met Lan Ting.

At that time, Hu Ming happened to be in Hangzhou as well. For various reasons, Wu Xie introduced Lan Ting, who was troubled by his friend's abnormal state and unexplained suicide, to Hu Ming.

Unfortunately, Hu Ming went to the United States not long after, and for various reasons, the two did not go beyond friendship.

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"There will be a chance to meet again!"

Hu Ming's lips curled up slightly as he flicked away the half-smoked cigarette.