Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 673 He is yours

"Damn it! I've lived for over a hundred years and I've never seen anything like this before!"

Zhang Yueshan's face darkened, and he cursed under his breath.

As the bronze-colored face appeared, Liang Wan's pain seemed to have reached its peak, and she was close to losing consciousness.

Hu Ming and the man in blue robes, who had anticipated this, remained unmoved and quietly waited for the face to make its next move.

The phoenix tattoo first became known to the world in the early Ming Dynasty.

It was obtained by Wang Zanghai after he traveled thousands of miles to the depths of the Himalayas to visit the mysterious Khampa Luo ethnic group.

Phoenix tattoos were originally just a bloodline totem for the Kambalo people. Like the Zhang family, only members of the clan with the purest bloodline were born with this tattoo.

In comparison, the tattoos that the Wang family of later generations had were artificially created.
"Strictly speaking, the phoenix tattoos on the Wang family members only represent that they are... subordinates of us, the Kangbaluo people!"

"Only the phoenix tattoos of the Kambalo people possess a mysterious power similar to, yet different from, that of the Zhang family. Of course, Hu Ming, don't look at me like that; your bloodline is special."

"In fact, over the years, our community has also studied the abnormalities in you, but unfortunately, we can't find any community that matches your characteristics. We really don't know how your parents gave birth to such a freak."

"Although they are extraordinary, they have not awakened their bloodline power!"

The man in the blue robe tightened his clothes and explained calmly.

"Hehe, China has a long history, and there are even more ancient beings than yours. How can you be so sure that you know everything?"
To put it simply, it's to tell those in the know that the Wang family is merely a dog kept by the Kangbaluo people in the Central Plains. The Wang family's ancestral teachings state that when encountering Kangbaluo people, they must unconditionally obey their orders.

"Well, at least for you, the Wang family dog ​​is still loyal, and it is especially qualified as your vanguard against the Zhang family."

Hu Ming shrugged nonchalantly and said softly.

"That was then. Now, the time is up, and the ancient tribes guarding the Bronze Gates around the world are already struggling to protect themselves. How can they afford to fight amongst themselves?"

"Nowadays, among all the major groups, there are probably quite a few people like this, filled with resentment and choosing to take risks."

The gleaming, sharp Tibetan knife was silently drawn. The man in blue robes ran his hand along the blade, looked at Liang Wan, and spoke in a cold voice.

“If this drags on any longer, Liang Wan’s consciousness may dissipate. If you don’t have any better ideas, then leave it to me.”

"Rather than let her lose consciousness in endless torment and have her body taken over by this traitor, I'd rather give her a quick death."

Under Zhang Rishan's eyes, which seemed to be spitting fire, the man in blue robes placed the Tibetan knife against Liang Wan's delicate neck, his expression icy.

This is his duty. No matter when or where, as long as the Kambalo people have not been completely wiped out, and as long as someone violates the tribal rules, this is what he should do!
"Calm down... the time is almost up. I've just been waiting for this guy to show himself, and now it's perfect!"

Hu Ming smiled slightly, stopped the man in blue robes, and with a flick of his wrist, a small bronze dagger appeared in his hand.

The Wang family's tattoos originated from the Kangbaluo people, while Liang Wan's tattoos were tampered with when she was young, as can be seen from their current color. It's clear that "bronze" was definitely a factor when she got this tattoo.

As the saying goes, the one who tied the knot must untie it; for the problem of the bent beam, bronze is the best choice.

"...Blue Robe, it's you. As expected, no matter how secretive my methods, I couldn't escape the eyes of my clan. Did it have to be now?" "At this crucial moment, when I'm about to succeed, when I'm about to obtain the legendary secret? Tell me, Blue Robe!!! The secret my clan has coveted for thousands of years is right before your eyes, and you're not even a little tempted?"

"Do you see that statue? The secret that my clan, and even the 'gods' within our sect, have been pursuing for thousands of years is right before your eyes. Don't you have any thoughts about it?"

“You are a human being, Blue Robe, not a tool! You should, and certainly will, have your own selfish motives! Come help me, Blue Robe. As long as we can unravel the secret of that statue, what are the ‘gods’ inside the gate?”

"Come help me, Blue Robe, for we will one day become the only two true gods in this world!!!"

The power of bronze stimulated the human face, which slowly awoke, opened its eyes, and instantly discerned its surroundings.

As the white mist gradually thinned, the face revealed the altar and statue not far away, the eyes outlined in bronze lines radiating a fervent fervor!
The man ignored Hu Ming and Zhang Rishan, seeing only the blue-robed man as the biggest threat, and tried to persuade him with eloquent words.

After all, given his current condition and Liang Wan's physical abilities, he's incredibly weak and can't do anything!
Nearly thirty years ago, Renlian's lifespan had come to an end. Unwilling to accept this, he traveled to the Central Plains, where he happened to meet Liang Wan's parents, who were on the verge of death.

What happened next needs no further explanation.

For Ren Lian, the newborn Liang Wan was his only option in his desperation.

Although the phoenix totem tattooed on the bodies of the Wang family for generations has nothing mystical about it, for the Kangbaluo people, there are just too many things they can do with it.

Through the element of bronze, he discarded his decaying old body and transferred his consciousness to Liang Wan's tattoo, quietly waiting for the day his consciousness would awaken.

For a human face, waking up to find "itself" in a secret place in the ancient city of Tongjing is undoubtedly a huge surprise.

However, the sight of the blue robe the moment he opened his eyes was somewhat disheartening.

"Blue robe!!!"

Seeing that Liang Wan had completely lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground, Zhang Rishan could no longer sit still. He gently placed Liang Wan on the ground and looked at the man in blue robes with a cold and solemn expression in his eyes.

In this time of crisis, for Zhang Rishan, the blue robe, also belonging to the Kangbaluo people, was the biggest uncertainty.

"He belongs to you."

"My task is simply to ensure he is completely dead. As for the process and methods, I don't care. Judging from the looks of it, Hu Ming, you should have a way to resolve this problem without harming Liang Wan."

"In that case, I'll just watch quietly."

The man in blue silently put away his Tibetan knife, took two steps back, and gestured for him to proceed, to show his sincerity.

As for everything the man in the face said... the man in the blue robe scoffed at it.

Although many secrets within the tribe prove that perhaps, before the ancient times, there really were beings like "true gods" in this world, in any case, they would never be something that this guy with the human face could touch.

The man in the blue robe glanced subtly at Hu Ming, who looked completely relaxed.

The scene where Wan Gui regarded Hu Ming as his only enemy gave the blue-robed man some clues.

Perhaps, in this era, Hu Ming is the closest to the "true god" of that lost age?
Or is it possible that Hu Ming is already a "true god"?