Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 671 The Demon's "You"

Zhang Yueshan was not a person who was afraid of trouble.

After all, he had lived for over a hundred years and witnessed the impermanence of life and death; even his beloved Buddha could not withstand the power of time.

At his age, even within the Zhang family, he is already over fifty by the average person, having lived more than half of his long life.

Zhang Rishan didn't care that much about his own life or death, but...

Zhang Yueshan glanced at Liang Wan, who was filled with both fear and excitement, and couldn't help but sigh. He couldn't bear to watch Liang Wan die innocently in this godforsaken place.

It's true that he brought Liang Wan here, but that doesn't mean he wanted Liang Wan to die.

“I think I’ve found an interesting place.” Zhang Rishan, take Liang Wan away from the altar. I need to prove something.

Just then, the voice of the man in blue robes rang out from afar.

distance?
The group was taken aback, only then realizing that this guy had somehow gotten off the altar and was now warily among the horde of ghosts.
To their surprise, the ghosts ignored him completely, except for a few of the closest ghosts who glanced at him before turning their attention back to the altar.

"...I understand what you mean!"

Zhang Rishan's face lit up with joy. It seemed that these ancient ghosts still believed in the principle of assigning blame to those who wronged them. This made things much easier.

Zhang Yueshan quickly grabbed Liang Wan and, in a few leaps, reached the blue-robed man's side.

The black mist almost reached the chests of the three people; of course, given Liangwan's altitude, the mist had completely engulfed her…

It's just embarrassing.

"Just as Hu Ming said, you've come down too. Most of the ghosts here won't make things difficult for us; it was just a false alarm."

The man in blue robes breathed a sigh of relief and greeted Hu Ming, whose face was serious.

“It’s not just that it has nothing to do with you; I think I’ve come to a realization.”

"I probably have something in common or similar with this faceless fellow. He's definitely after me!"

Hu Ming shook his head and said solemnly.

When the myriad ghosts appeared, Hu Ming's intuition vaguely sensed it.

At that time, Hu Ming simply took it as the resentment of the ghosts towards the living beings and didn't take it seriously.

However, the "harmonious coexistence" between the other three and Wan Gui clearly shows that Wan Gui has no hostility towards living beings, only towards him.

This is a point that is quite intriguing.

Hu Ming asked himself if he was any kind of ancient monster who had forgotten his memories and existed since ancient times, and that he could not possibly have any connection with these beings from ten thousand years ago.

So, let's make a bold guess: what do Hu Ming and this faceless fellow from ten thousand years ago have in common?
First, we can rule out the influence of things like bloodline tattoos.

Just look at Zhang Yueshan and the blue-robed man; this is absolutely impossible.

So, a system? Could it be that this faceless guy is also a cheater with a system?
No, impossible!
Hu Ming shook his head. Even if it were a one in a million chance, and Brother Wumao was cheating, how could a mere evil spirit detect something like a system? Don't be ridiculous.

Then...

"Is it a special aura unique to those who live forever?"

"Brother Wumiao, I think I've learned something... about the immortals from ten thousand years ago? If that's true, things are getting even more interesting." "The ancient people discovered this and believed that you, being ageless, are a god? No, an immortal!!!"

"The slivers of information lurking in the wind, and the ancient book left behind by Zhang Qishan—though I haven't fully deciphered it yet—have revealed common words..."

"People living on the mountain? 'People' refers to those who are ageless. As the name suggests, in that ancient era, immortals lived on the mountain; those who lived on the mountain were considered immortals!"

“There are clearly pictographs similar to the character ‘仙’ (xian, meaning immortal) on the stone slabs that were dug out from your altar.”

"The residents of Gutongjing are probably the only ones who know about your records, right? They built the city underground, probably not because of the snake, but because of you, right? The snake was just a pleasant surprise they discovered by chance."

"Wang Zanghai lingered here for many years, studying snakes, merely to pass the time. Perhaps he was also trying to find your trace?"

A smile appeared on Hu Ming's lips as he murmured softly.

"But how did you, from the ancient, barbaric era, or perhaps even further back in time, obtain this immortality?"

"And also, are you dead or not? If not, where did you go?"

"Are you the only one who has achieved immortality, or is there a race formed by another immortal behind you?"

"Do those old guys inside the sect even know about you, or your existence?"

As Conan said, when all the impossibilities are eliminated, the last remaining possibility, no matter how unbelievable, must be the truth!
However, there is still a problem.

Hu Ming glanced back at the statue. If this guy really was a flawless immortal, was sacrificing his life for him truly necessary?
Is it a necessary activity to show off in front of others, or to demonstrate one's difference from others?
Or does he need these lives to be sacrificed for him?
Amidst the bewildered gazes of the three, Hu Ming showed no panic in the face of such a perilous situation; instead, his expression grew increasingly fanatical.

"Has he gone mad? Has he been scared out of his mind?"

"Among all the ghosts," Liang Wan said in astonishment.

"No, absolutely not! He's definitely not that kind of weak man, and besides, this little situation is no match for him!"

"How could a man who single-handedly suppressed our entire race and nearly slaughtered our gods be a weak man?"

"I'm more inclined to believe what you're saying. Hu Ming might have discovered something, perhaps the secret of Gutongjing, the secret of this place..."

The man in the blue robe licked his dry lips and said in a deep voice.

"Although I don't know what you're talking about, even if it's Hu Ming, if the Ten Thousand Ghosts are hostile towards him, I'm afraid he alone..."

Before Zhang Rishan could finish speaking, he simply used a dagger to cut open his palm and smear his hands with hot blood.

Whether it was their friendship or for Liang Wan's sake, Zhang Rishan couldn't bear to watch Hu Ming die.

At the same time, seemingly sensing the aura in Zhang Rishan's blood that ghosts loathe and fear, the ghosts around them subconsciously moved away from the three of them, and even the black mist receded a bit, revealing a large open space.

Even so, the ghost ignored Zhang Yueshan and only stared at Hu Ming, eager to make a move.

"No need! You've never witnessed the terrifying methods that man possesses..."

"Numbers will never pose any threat to him; we can just watch quietly. He once single-handedly challenged the terrifying methods of the gods within the bronze gate deep in the Himalayas."

The man in the blue robe smiled slightly, pulled Zhang Yueshan back, and looked intently at Hu Ming.

call.
Whoosh…

At the same time, the myriad ghosts moved. Accompanied by a series of roars, riding the black mist, they charged towards Hu Ming!!!