Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

In this dark corridor surrounded by stone walls, there was no candlelight. Wu Yu's eyes followed the beam of his flashlight as he carefully examined every inch of the uneven wall.

The fat man followed closely behind, curiosity revealed in his eyes. Then he reached out his hand and gently touched the marks on the wall. It was very smooth, like the marks left by some super-large segmented creature wriggling.

Thinking of this, suddenly, a glimmer of understanding flashed in the fat man's eyes, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "It's like an earthworm crawling!"

The sound echoed in the empty corridor, as if an invisible hand was stirring the air, making the sound repeat over and over again until it disappeared into the endless darkness.

"It's like a worm crawling, like a worm crawling, like a worm crawling, like, ..."

Wu Yu frowned slightly at the sudden echo. He rubbed his ears and put his arm around the fat man's shoulders again.

"Fatty, you've practiced the Lion Roar skill quite well." Wu Yu teased, but seemed to be sincerely praising him.

Black Blind joined in the teasing at the right moment. He picked his ears exaggeratedly, and his big white teeth were particularly eye-catching in the darkness. "More than that, it's almost making me, a blind man, deaf."

There was a smile in his words, and the atmosphere instantly became much more relaxed.

The fat man scratched his head shyly and said he understood, but his eyes showed no sign of minding. In this relaxed atmosphere, Zhang Qiling felt something strange. His eyes were fixed on the endless corridor. The fat man's echo seemed to have undergone a qualitative change quietly, and an inexplicable fear grew in his heart.

At this moment, the red jade beads strung on Zhang Qiling's wrist suddenly lit up. The light was a little faint, but it seemed to begin to tremble with the frequency of his breathing and heartbeat, as if foreshadowing an impending crisis.

Zhang Qiling looked at Hong Yuzhu, and the feeling of uneasiness surged over him like a tide, so strong that it could not be ignored.

It was not until a red line emerged from the end of the darkness, leaped between Yan Bucun and Yan Xiaonan at a speed so fast that it could not be detected by the naked eye, then passed between Xie Yuchen and Huo Daofu in the middle, accurately pushed aside the remaining people, and rushed straight towards him, that Zhang Qiling understood something.

When Yan Xiaonan was the first to react, he directly hit the resilient red line with his crutch. At the same time, Yan Bucun's red line was instantly intertwined with it. There was a bang in the air, which frightened Wu Yu. He tightened his arms around the fat man's shoulders.

Suddenly, Hei Xia Zi's gunshots rang out, and invisible smoke seemed to be spreading. Xie Yuchen's instinct to deal with the hidden danger made him reach out and immediately protect Huo Daofu, the only one who could guarantee Wu Yu's life safety.

"What are you doing?" Huo Daof really couldn't understand what these people were doing. Yan Xiaonan's crutch seemed to have touched something in mid-air, and he pushed his whole body downwards, causing his eyes to turn red.

Yan Bugun, like a man with a chuunibyou syndrome, stretched out a hand as if casting magic, and continuous clanging sounds were heard in a regular pattern.

Next came Hei Xia Zi. His gun was smoking and he was trying to show off by blowing it with his mouth crooked like a cowboy.

Zhang Qiling, who was at the end, seemed to be pulled uncontrollably, causing his left hand to stretch straight forward while his right hand was still trying to draw the knife.

After seeing the inexplicable reactions of these people, Huo Daof frowned, thinking that they were mentally ill, and made a "tut" sound for no reason.

Zhang Qiling did not notice Huo Daof's emotional changes. After all, he was a very insensitive person, so he just opened his coat and pulled out the soft blade wrapped around his waist. Then, there was another strange sound of weapons clashing.

At the same time, amid the sound of teeth grinding, Fatty and Wu Yu walked over holding each other, turning the entire tense atmosphere into a funny joke.

"You are pulling the big saw here, is this the emperor's new saw?" The fat man's eyes were bright, and he stroked the place where everyone's eyes were in the air, but he was just an ordinary person with flesh eyes, so when he touched it, he didn't notice anything unusual, but he still felt something was wrong in his heart.

Hei Xiazi tilted his head to look at the fat man, and patted his shoulder with a sense of responsibility, "You have a good brain circuit. I can consider letting you inherit my unique skill of talking nonsense."

"Guaranteed authenticity?" The fat man asked sincerely, as if it was some kind of hard-to-obtain martial arts secret book.

Seeing that he was worthless, Hei Xiazi immediately changed his mind out of mischief, but mainly because he was still concerned about Zhang Qiling being tied up by the red string, he perfunctorily said, "It's fake. Since it's a unique skill, how can I teach it to you for nothing? Step back, can't you see I'm helping you?"

"What help do you need?" Wu Yu couldn't understand what this group of people were doing, so he immediately interrupted to ask, fearing that they would ignore him the next second.

But what he thought was what he feared. Hei Xiazi didn't rush to answer his question. Instead, he squatted down, twisting the red line with his two fingers. He looked at Yan Bucun who was tug-of-war with the red line at the end of the team and asked directly, "How do we solve this? The guns can't move it, and the old man's walking stick can't move it. Even Zhang Qiling's knife is coming. Don't tell me that the final solution is to burn it."

"This is not a power that the Yan family can possess." Yan Bucun felt his power becoming weaker and weaker, as if his life force had been drained away. His face was a little pale, but he still managed to reply, "The fire keeps burning, and the Qilin Fire doesn't work. The only solution is to let Aqi throw away the beads. It only wants that, and its purpose is very clear."

After hearing this, Zhang Qiling directly took off the beads on her wrist. The red string seemed to have life, twisting like a snake and hooking onto the red string. She was very happy and walked towards the end of the darkness, dragging the red jade beads.

So, in the eyes of Huo Daofu, Xie Yuchen, Wu Yu and the fat man, the magical string of red jade beads fell to the ground and then crawled forward by itself.

The picture is as weird as it needs to be.

"Where is this thing trying to lead us?" Xie Yuchen saw the problem at a glance, because when the red line found that no one was catching up, it stopped at Yan Bucun's feet and did not move.

When Yan Bucun bent down to grab it, it just started to jump forward again. Moreover, as if it was afraid that the attraction was not enough, it even raised the temperature in the corridor a lot. Although I don’t know if this is an illusion caused by the extreme cold...

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips, then put away the knife. There was a red mark on his wrist, and it was numb with pain, but he just put his hand in his pocket out of habit. Then he walked at the front, leaving behind a group of people who were still hesitating whether to go up or not.

It was not until Yan Bucun took a step that everyone started to chase after him with flashlights flickering around.

The corridor was not infinitely long, and it stopped at about seventy or eighty meters. In front of it was a bronze door, of course, it was just the most ordinary kind, but the strange thing was that it was not the bronze I had seen before, but red copper, and not the kind that was rusted.

That natural and gorgeous color, just like blood, remains as clear and bright as ever after countless years.

Zhang Qiling's sight stopped at the string of beads stuck outside the door. The red string was thin and could easily come out from the crack in the door, but the jade beads were large and could not get in, so they kept hitting the red copper door with a clang.

Everyone gathered together and looked for a long time. Wu Yu thought of the bronze dragon statue he saw from the outside and asked directly, "Did we walk from the building at the beginning to the inside of the red copper box?"

His tone was hesitant. Perhaps it was because he was around a group of people who were proficient in tomb robbing, which made Wu Yu, even with half a lifetime of knowledge and experience, not dare to trust himself at all.

But Zhang Qiling touched his shoulder soothingly and hummed without hesitation, acknowledging Wu Yu's guess.