Tomb Raiders: After living in seclusion for a hundred years, my little brother invited me out!

Chapter 360 The truth emerges

His whole body was limp from hunger, his hands and feet were weak, and his lips were extremely thirsty. He habitually reached for the water bottle that had already shriveled up, and took a sip into his mouth.

And then a miracle happened.

There was a steady stream of water flowing out of the kettle.

Just now, he thought it was his own illusion, so he raised his head and took another sip. It turned out to be clear water, sweet and delicious.

He was so thirsty that he didn't have time to think about it. He took a few gulps from the kettle, and the water in the kettle showed no sign of decreasing.

He thought he was really dreaming. After all, the old man said that when a person is dying, there will be a flashback.

It seemed that he was really going to die, so he could drink another sip of sweet water before dying.

Now that I drank all the water, wouldn't I be able to eat a meal before going on the road, at least I would be a full ghost, wouldn't I?

Subconsciously, he reached out to touch his backpack, but he did not expect to find a biscuit.

He was overjoyed, and devoured the biscuits hungrily, feeling that he was still a little hungry, so he reached in to take out again, but unexpectedly came out another pack of the same biscuits.

He sensed that something was wrong, and reached out to touch it again, and sure enough, he still found the same bag of biscuits.

At that time, he contacted and took out several times, but they all took out the same thing.

He was dumbfounded at the time.

Because he clearly remembered at that time that that kind of biscuit was his favorite, and his mother insisted on giving it to him before he set off.

It's just that he had already eaten the biscuit long ago.

This time, another ten bags were found all at once, which is absolutely impossible.

He looked at the jug filled with water, and then at the biscuits. He thought that God had mercy on him and specially conjured up food to rescue him.

At that time, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and thanked him.

In the following days, he always had too much water to drink and biscuits to eat. Gradually, he seemed to realize something.

Every time he gets hungry, when he wants to eat a certain thing, that thing doesn't come.

But when he reached for his backpack subconsciously, he always got something he liked.

He began to calmly analyze the current situation, and gradually realized something.

For example, he can materialize some things, but there are prerequisites for this.

Afterwards, he began to do various experiments, trying to get himself out of here through materialized things.

And the graffiti on the wall is the result of his experiment, and he recorded it all.

However, it seems that he failed, and he was trapped here to death.

After reading the diary, everyone gasped.

This person is so powerful and finally trapped here to death, so wouldn't they be even more helpless.

"Mass egg."

Fatty Wang cursed in a low voice:

"I think in our situation, let alone seven days, I'm afraid we won't be able to last three days."

"Fatty, don't talk nonsense."

Wu Xie scolded Fatty Wang in a low voice, and took a sneak peek at Zhang Yang who was silent at the side.

To be honest, the owner of this diary brought him quite a shock wave.

Rather than being trapped here endlessly, it's better to just die and finish it off.

"Old Wu, what's going on with you? Why is there no sound for a long time?"

At this time, the old itching sound came from the stone again.

Only then did Wu Xie come to his senses, and just put the old tickle aside, and then said:

"It's okay, we just found a diary and were reading it just now."

"Diary? Did you see anything?"

The old itchy tone became a little anxious.

"There is no value that can be used, it's all about the experience after entering the ancient tomb."

Wu Xie spoke helplessly.

"Oh."

Old Itch replied casually, but it was obvious that there was a hint of lightness in his tone.

"Dig it out, there's even an ID card here."

Fatty Wang suddenly spoke in surprise.

"ID card?"

Wu Xie also turned her head to look, and sure enough, she saw Fatty Wang find an ID card from the innermost interlayer of the backpack.

"Look who is this unlucky ghost?"

Fatty Wang turned on the flashlight with a grin, and took a photo of the ID card.

When they saw the photo above, everyone's expressions changed.

"This, how is this possible."

Wu Xie looked at Zhang Yang, who was trembling with fright.

"No, no, this, this, this is not."

Fatty Wang was also quite frightened, the person on the ID card was clearly the old itchy who was standing behind the rock at the moment.

"No, it's absolutely impossible, maybe it's just that people look alike."

Wu Xie still couldn't believe that all this was true.

Zhang Yang pointed to the name on the side of the photo and said:
"You can look at this."

Wu Xie looked at it subconsciously, and there were three big characters 'Xie Ziyang' written on it.

Isn't this old itch's name 'Xie Ziyang'?

Immediately, Wu Xie's heart felt a little chilly, and his back was even more chilly, because he had roughly guessed something in his heart.

"Mr. Zhang, what if this backpack belongs to him, but someone else took it by mistake?"

Wu Xie made some unwilling openings.

Zhang Yang shook his head, then took the diary beside him and turned it to the first page, reached out and pointed to the phone number on it.

Wu Xie's head suddenly buzzed, and his whole body became unwell.

This is the phone number from Lao You's house. He remembered that he had called several times before, but because he didn't call often, he didn't remember clearly.

Now that I look closely, they are exactly the same.

And the diary also mentioned the old lady in the family, isn't there only one old lady left in this old itchy family?

This Xie Ziyang was originally from the Xie family, and Xie Yuchen was a distant cousin.

Back then, Xie Ziyang's father went out to rob tombs with Xie Yuchen's grandfather, so he was considered a member of the tomb robbery world.

Later, by a mistake, he was poisoned by the corpse and was left in the ancient tomb forever.

Since then, Xie Yuchen's grandfather has been helping the poor mother and son, and until now Xie Yuchen has also given the corresponding money on a monthly basis.

"Old Wu, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing this, Fatty Wang on the side stretched out his hand and patted Wu Xie on the back with some worry.

Wu Xie turned his head to look at Fatty Wang in a daze, then fixed his eyes on Zhang Yang, and deliberately lowered his voice and said:
"Mr. Zhang, you, do you think he will be itchy if you are old?"

Wu Xie choked up when he said that, he really didn't want to face all this, because it was too cruel.

"Ah."

Zhang Yang nodded, giving Wu Xie an answer.

"how come?"

Wu Xie finally couldn't hold back this time, and sat down on the ground, unable to recover for a while.

But at this time, an old itchy hand stretched out from the other side of the gap.

"Wu Xie, what are you doing? Why is there no sound all of a sudden?"

Wu Xie was so frightened that she subconsciously took two steps back, curled up and hugged herself tightly, and looked at the outstretched arm with horror.

"Wu Xie, you, what's wrong with you?"

Fatty Wang, who was completely out of the situation at this time, asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)