Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 659 An Idea!
Although the owner of this inn isn't a professional chef, he's exceptionally skilled at roasting whole lamb, and the taste is quite good.

Unfortunately, Li Chu had no appetite for the delicious food at the moment; it tasted like nothing at all.

The reason is simple: ten minutes earlier, Hu Ming and Lan Ting, having eaten and drunk their fill, had already gone inside together, embracing each other.

"Ugh, I'm not eating anymore, I have no appetite. I'm going back to sleep; I have to keep traveling early tomorrow morning!"

Li Chu looked at the whole roasted lamb that was still mostly left on the table, sighed, wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, and went back to sleep with a lonely figure.

Naturally, Hu Ming did not choose to sleep on the same bed with him that night.

Although Li Chu had not experienced it, he expressed his understanding.

but…

"Damn it, why am I still so envious and jealous? That damn winner in life, such a beautiful older sister, even if she's a ghost or something..."

Li Cu lay in bed, tears streaming down his face.

For the first time, the young man suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the life winner, who was also a single person.

"Heh, he's still just an inexperienced kid. This little setback is nothing..."

Liang Wan gave a soft snort, indicating that Li Chu was indeed a child; were adult matters...so strange?
".here we go again!"

Just as Liang Wan was eating the whole roasted lamb as if nothing had happened, suddenly, a series of sharp, burning sensations came from the back of her shoulder.

He frowned and covered the back of his shoulder until the burning sensation gradually subsided.

Liang Wan's eyes were filled with deep unease and worry.

No matter how she thought about it, Liang Wan felt that there seemed to be something dangerous hidden in the tattoo on her back shoulder.

and…

Liang Wan's intuition told her that thing had absolutely no goodwill towards her!
"Ugh…"

With a sigh of melancholy, Liang Wan lost her appetite. She hastily wiped her mouth and walked dejectedly towards her room.

Although Zhang Yueshan assured her that Hu Ming had a way to deal with what was behind her.

However, having personally experienced something so surreal, Liang Wan was still unable to quell the fear in her heart.

This is human nature.

……

……

It was already late at night, around three in the morning.

At this moment, Hu Ming, with one eye lit up and holding the seemingly weightless Lan Ting in his arms, entered a state of enlightenment.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Hu Ming seemed to discover something. He raised an eyebrow in surprise, and his golden eyes flashed. In the room upstairs, a Pure Vision Agama that had been lurking in the shadows turned into smoke and disappeared.

But the room was completely empty!
The room, illuminated by the dim, yellow oil lamp, was filled with shadowy figures and felt incredibly eerie.

The lingering warmth on the messy bed indicated that several people had been fast asleep there not long ago. This room belonged to Lan Ting's teammates.

"They, like me, died in the desert three years ago. Perhaps I am the only special one, becoming this strange existence after death."

"I think you probably realized it long ago: they were just shadows that materialized because I hadn't yet realized I was dead, triggered by some mysterious mechanism I don't understand!"

Lan Ting smiled gently. She had long known that the man holding her was quite mysterious and possessed some unimaginable mysterious abilities.

After thinking for a moment, Lan Ting added, "Just like Daodao... they are essentially shadows that exist because of me."

"Daodao...she must be a clever girl. She probably discovered the fact that she was already dead from various details, which is why she chose to end her 'rebirth'!"

"As for those...didn't you intend to take them with you to the desert to find your own peace?"

Hu Ming smiled noncommittally, hugged Lan Ting tighter, and a strange light flickered in his eyes.

Even someone as knowledgeable as him, who has had in-depth understanding of each other and knows each other's strengths and weaknesses, still cannot comprehend Lan Ting's current state of being.

Although he was already dead, and his body had decomposed into a pile of bones, he now had a body no different from that of an ordinary person.

It has warmth, a heartbeat, breathing, bleeding, normal thinking, and even a level of sensitivity in various parts of its body that is several times more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

Hu Ming even suspected that even if Lan Ting were sent to the world's top medical institutions, no difference between him and a human could be detected.

It's as if Lan Ting really is a living, breathing human being!
Hu Ming could understand that the bronze tree deep in the Qinling Mountains could reach this level, since ancient bronze came from mysterious extraterrestrial objects.

For five thousand years, countless people have conducted various studies on it, yet they still cannot fully understand it.

However, even such a mysterious power will one day decline and disappear.

Wu Xie's childhood friend, Lao Yang, has a fatal flaw in his current existence.

Memory declines over time, and even the body, hidden by clothing, shows signs of irreversible decay over time!
But Lan Ting…

Hu Ming stroked Lan Ting's smooth and delicate skin, secretly marveling at how vast and wondrous the world truly is.

Lan Ting's phenomenon might be due to her own unique characteristics, or it could be a miracle created by a series of coincidences...

"When I learned the truth about myself and the others, I felt immense fear and loneliness. I wondered, should a monster like me really exist?"

"After much thought, I finally made up my mind to take them with me. We who do not conform to the laws of nature will eventually return to dust. We should rest in peace wherever we die."

"We are just a group of dead people, this is the world of the living. But it's so good to see the man I can't forget again before I leave."

"It's just that the timing of our meeting was wrong. I wish I were still alive back then."

Lan Ting, whose values ​​were exceptionally sound, smiled slightly, took the cigarette from Hu Ming's mouth, took a deep breath, and elegantly exhaled a puff of smoke.

For a writer, it's perfectly normal to light a cigarette to relieve the frustration of creative block when doing tedious and boring writing work.

Moreover, Hu Ming had to admit that the way this woman smoked had a unique charm.

"Lan Ting, although I don't know much about your situation, you know I always have some unusual methods that might be able to help you!"

Hu Ming's eyes flashed, he licked his dry lips, and a bold idea popped into his mind.

The line between life and death has already blurred for Lan Ting; if that's the case, why not be even bolder?
Whether God exists or not, Hu Ming believes that the authority of life belongs to the great power of nature, but...
A rare look of fervor appeared in Hu Ming's eyes!