Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Yan Bucun endured the pain in his body. He pulled his coat closer, pressed down the ghost seal that was trying to leave his body, and searched for an exit in this space.

The place was empty and I could hear my own breathing echoing. There was also a sticky sound of dripping water coming from all directions.

There was no water under his feet, but his mind was confused and he staggered with every step, until Yan Bucun forced himself to be conscious and emit his perception to explore the size of the space. The coffin room seemed to be closed, and the walls were uneven. There were countless strange branches crisscrossing above, and there seemed to be some round objects stuck on the top of his head and the walls around him.

Yan Bugun raised his distracted eyes, and when he squinted, he could vaguely see those weak and poor souls who were trapped in the eggs of the Heluo fish. Their lives were about to end, and those who were close to death could no longer hold on to use body fluids to stick together, and simply slid down.

Then, the egg shell fell into the groove below, leaving only the last sticky sound of water in the world.

But Yan Bugun quickly realized that the Heluo fish could not give birth to eggs, or, to put it simply, the transformed Yan family members he had seen were reproductively isolated from the monsters. Although they could be sewn together and become immortal like blood corpses, they could not reproduce at all.

His breathing became heavier as he gradually moved closer to the wall. His usual cleanliness obsession was no longer a concern. Yan Bucun's hands were holding the eggs that stored the unknown fragments of souls. They were so soft that they seemed like they would break if he twisted them lightly.

Perhaps they anticipated the crisis, or perhaps it was just an instinctive reaction of these eggs. They began to slowly tremble at Yan Bucun's touch and emitted a faint red halo, as if they wanted to use their own brightness to scare away outsiders.

Yan Bugun pulled his hand away and stood still. The eggs hanging down like vines, perhaps sensing his impatience or simply rubbing against him, rubbed his cheeks gently and slightly diverted some of the pain.

"Fu Fu?" Yan Bucun somehow murmured this name as he looked at the egg that kept getting closer to him.

Yan Guifu, the first child I ate, why would I think of him at this moment?

The eggs kept getting closer to his body, as if giving him a hug. Yan Bushun stared at those souls of different colors. When he touched the eggs sticking to his palms, his heart trembled and he saw clearly what was going on. The sins that had been forgotten in time, the happiness that had been forgotten in the past, the humiliation and guilt that had made him bow down, all came upon him.

These are really the Yan family members back then...

However, after being nurtured for so long, the power of their souls has become extremely weak. Yan Bugun doesn't know whether there is such a thing as reincarnation in this world, but he is clear about one thing: if they are allowed to stay here, they will die soon.

While he was thinking, eggs had been falling off the wall. They slid into the rotten grooves and mixed with a salty and fishy smell, but their souls were bright. Countless points of light gathered together, as if forming a starry sea ditch.

This could not be something Yan Guangshan did out of kindness. Ever since Yan Ran turned into an undead monster, he kidnapped a bunch of children from inside and outside the tribe and went on an absolutely extreme and rebellious escape.

When he was found by Yan Xiaonan, Yan Guangshan cursed him, and Yan Xiaonan also became immortal. In order to keep the Yan family alive, he faked his death to deceive the emperor. After the death of a generation of heroes, the destruction of the Yan family began.

Those glorious moments, the wealthy family fortune and fame, all disappeared when Yan Xiaonan chose to lie in the coffin. The ancestral home bestowed upon the Yan family by the emperor was taken back and occupied, then excavated and rebuilt, and finally, after a thousand years, was wantonly covered by nature.

Who would set up such a mechanism here?

Who else would do something like this here?

It seems that he is saving the Yan family members who are later killed by Yan Guangshan, but in fact, he is just experimenting how long a slow death will take. Is it the mysterious force that wants to live forever? But is it really like what Yan Xiaonan said, that it needs to rely on some organs or substances to survive?

What exactly does it want to do...

Yan Bucun smiled at those kind eggs, then bit off his index finger, allowing the blood hidden in the body to burst out again. He smeared his blood on the eggs.

The nutrients in the blood should be able to nourish them for a period of time, and this is indeed the reality. The eggs nourished by the blood are emitting brighter and brighter light, from light to extreme pink, to the beautiful and eye-catching scarlet. Although dense, they are exceptionally bright.

Wu Yu observed the entrance of the cave and found a slight depression in the side wall of the cave. It was just as he thought. This was not a rude thing done by Yan Bucun after the strange phenomenon occurred. It was similar to a mechanism for catching rabbits. As long as a person stood on it, the floor would be automatically pulled to the side, and the person would naturally fall down.

"Do you mind if you lend me a rope, an old man?" Yan Xiaonan is very good at taking advantage of his seniority. Now he is talking to the fat man, perhaps because he thinks the fat man looks friendly.

The fat man was a little hesitant, but didn't want to waste time, so he just handed the bag to the other party.

After all, after listening to Yan Bucunruo's story and seeing Heixiazi's notes, he always had some grudges against this old man. His light-colored eyes and slightly lame feet seemed to indicate that this was Yan Xiaonan himself.

When Yan Xiaonan took the climbing rope, he squinted his eyes and said thank you, looking really kind.

But after they finished their conversation, Xie Yuchen pulled the fat man to his side.

"I'll go down first." Hei Xia Zi pulled Wu Xie who was leaning down, probably because he was afraid that he would fall down, but he was just taking things as they come and didn't care much about it. He just casually put the hook on the edge and jumped down.

The rope slid quickly and the man was submerged in the darkness. Wu Yu blinked and made a click of the tongue belatedly. He knew that he should not have let this black man go down first. There was no light at all and he really didn't know what would appear down there. And there was no sound from the black man at all.

"Blind man?" Wu Mi asked, leaning his head forward. His voice was drawn out and there was an echo when the sound fell. But who would have known that after waiting for such a long time, the blind man didn't respond. If you didn't know, you would have thought that the man had fallen to his death.

But Hei Xia Zi, who landed safely at the bottom, really didn't hear any movement because the space here was soundproofed from the level above. He clapped his hands randomly and moved closer to the place where the light was the brightest.

Yan Bucun was holding on to the eggs that were like grape vines, feeling extremely apologetic and saying "enough, enough" to someone unknown.

"Who are you talking to..." Hei Xiazi walked over and pressed his shoulder, "Are you schizophrenic?"

Yan Bucun came back to his senses and stared at Hei Xiazi for a long time, "No, I was talking to my friend."

"Oh." After seeing that he was safe, Hei Xia Zi's mental state was pretty good and he was no longer out of control, so he was too lazy to tease him.

So, Hei Xiazi yelled at the top of his voice, "No one is wrong, come down!!!"

Wu Yu, who was squatting beside the cave and preparing to carry the little brother down, heard the black bear's tiny voice. The distance was obviously not too far, but it was like there was sound insulation cotton stuffed in, and the sound was too rumbling to be heard clearly.

Before Wu Yi could reply, Zhang Qiling slid down very neatly with the fat man on his back. The fat man had his arms around his neck and was holding Zhang Qiling's backpack. They looked particularly harmonious.

Xie Yuchen looked at Huo Daofu and said in a way that was not appropriate between men, "Go down by yourself."

"If you don't tell me, I would have gone down by myself." Huo Daof glanced at him. He was the kind of person who would say, "I can reject you, but you can't reject me in the same way." He had a bad temper. He tied the rope and slid down by himself.

In the end, only Xie Yuchen and Yan Xiaonan were left on the upper level. I really don't know whether the old men really had bad legs and feet, or they were simply preparing to stab someone in the back or something.

This uneasiness made Xie Yuchen look at him cautiously several times, but when he saw no strange expression on that face, he finally made preparations and jumped down.

Yan Xiaonan finished up and followed closely behind.