Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Er Yuehong was wearing a white training suit, sitting leisurely on the carved armchair in his yard, with a red cape draped over him. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the mottled leaves and fell on him, outlining a peaceful and beautiful picture.

He gently lifted a fine English bone china teacup in his right hand. The cup was smooth and delicate with elegant patterns painted on it. The cup was filled with steaming hot and fragrant black tea, which Zhang Xingxing had specially given to him to taste.

Chenpi had been sent by Er Yuehong to look after Hong Liu'er, and he was the only one left in the yard, quietly enjoying this moment of leisure. He squinted his eyes slightly, took a sip of the black tea in the cup, and felt the mellow taste and light sweetness of the tea soup spreading on his tongue.

But did this guy fall into the toilet? He hasn't come back for so long...

Er Yuehong was thinking absentmindedly when he suddenly heard a shrill shout that broke the silent air.

Zhang Xingxing was seen running towards them, shouting at the top of his voice, "Second Brother". Hearing this call, Er Yuehong was startled, thinking something had happened, and he immediately stood up and rushed over, anxiously asking what happened.

Zhang Xingxing, who was holding one hand, looked at Er Yuehong's extremely nervous eyes and slightly trembling voice, and was stunned for a moment. Could his second brother be so scared?

She murmured somewhat helplessly: "Second brother, Zhang... the Great Buddha is here."

At this time, Er Yuehong finally noticed that there was another person not far behind Zhang Xingxing. That person was as tall and straight as a pine tree, with a calm temperament like a mountain, and exuded a majestic aura that could not be ignored.

Er Yuehong pulled Zhang Xingxing behind him, bowed slightly to Zhang Qishan and said, "I didn't know you were coming, Master Buddha. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. Please forgive me. If you don't mind, why don't you sit down and taste this black tea?"

Zhang Qishan glanced at Er Yuehong's hand holding Zhang Xingxing's wrist, his eyes revealing a bit of confusion. When did Er Yuehong and the Eighth Master's brother become so close and so familiar with each other?

However, Zhang Qishan knew that he still had important matters to discuss with Er Yuehong, so he put those distracting thoughts aside for the time being. After exchanging a few words with Er Yuehong, he sat on the stone bench with Er Yuehong and quietly sipped tea.

Zhang Xingxing was a little restless. Seeing the two of them suddenly become silent and sip their tea elegantly, he was extremely anxious and almost stamped his feet.

She really couldn't understand, was this a necessary prelude to a negotiation? Did she have to wait for the other party to speak first?

Of course, this game of keeping silent did not last long. In the end, it was Zhang Qishan, who was always vigorous and resolute, who spoke first and begged Er Yuehong to help them with their plan to explore the mine next time. Er Yuehong hesitated. He and Zhang Xingxing did plan to go to the mine, but he wanted to arrange the search for medicine for Hong Liu before that, so he wanted to ask the Buddha to postpone it for a few days and let him go to the mine after he arranged everything.

Er Yuehong was about to open his mouth to explain something, but was interrupted by Zhang Qishan: "Second Master, you don't have to say anything, I understand everything. I know you still have concerns and difficulties in your heart, but you and I are brothers of the Nine Gates. If you have difficulties, how can I, Zhang, sit idly by and watch?"

After saying this, he lowered his eyes slightly. The steam from the hot tea in his hand clouded the look in his eyes, making it hard to see clearly.

"I learned from Master Jiu that the deer grass will be auctioned at the Crescent Hotel in Peking in three days, but the invitation for the admission ticket is a problem. I wonder if Master Er has any solution?"

Er Yuehong knew that Lu Huocao's happy expression would not last for more than three seconds before he fell back to the bottom. Er Yuehong could only tentatively ask, "Buy one?"

Zhang Qishan shook his head and said that those who received the invitations were all powerful and wealthy people with strong influence behind them, and they were not short of money at all.

Er Yuehong was stunned when he heard this. From the difficult attitude of this distinguished guest, one could tell a bit about the power and background of the New Moon Hotel.

"This...Does the Buddha have any good ideas?"

Er Yuehong looked at Zhang Qishan who was completely relaxed and calm, and asked.

"No!" It was Zhang Qishan's decisive voice that answered Er Yuehong.

"But since we can't buy one, let's just grab one!"

Puff, Zhang Xingxing, who was drinking tea, spat it out. She coughed twice, cleared her throat and said, "Haha, Master Buddha is really courageous."

In fact, what Zhang Xingxing was thinking deep down was, a reckless man, indeed a reckless man. Stereotype plus.

Having said that, Zhang Qishan doesn't look like a potential soldier, but rather a good candidate to be a bandit.