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

Chapter 361 The truth emerges

"How could it be, how could it be?"

Wu Xie was still muttering to himself.

If the corpse in front of him is really itchy, then who is the person blocked by the stone?
I remember Lao Tiao said at the beginning that he had indeed come here to hunt for treasure three years ago, and he was rewarded with three years of prison food after returning.

Now I suddenly realized that Lao Tiao had already died here three years ago, and the body had already rotted.

Then who is this person who will go back as an old itch?
Wu Xie kept recalling the relationship between the two of them during this period of time in his mind, and it seemed that the old itching was a little different from before.

Especially whenever he mentioned what happened to the two of them when they were young, he was always evasive and deliberately changed the topic every time.

And he seemed to be guiding him here on purpose.

At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that he was just doing it for money.

From the looks of it now, I'm afraid there is something else wrong.

At this time, Wu Xie's body was shaking violently, and his heart was even colder.

"Naive, what's the matter with you, why are you so stupid all of a sudden?"

Fatty Wang stretched out his hand again to pat Wu Xie who was standing still.

But Zhang Yang and Zhang Qiling looked at each other, neither said anything.

At this time, the two of them already knew the reason of all this, but how to deal with this matter in the future seemed a little tricky.

"Fatty, I'm fine."

Wu Xie gestured with his hand.

In fact, even he himself didn't know how to explain this matter, and he felt as if a huge stone was blocked in his heart, and he was a little out of breath.

At this time, the old tickle on the other side of the stone seemed to realize something, and shouted desperately towards this side.

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

"Mr. Zhang, are you all still there?"

Hearing such anxious shouts, Wu Xie slowly got up from the ground, took the ID card in Fatty Wang's hand and said:

"give me."

Then he stepped forward quickly in three steps and two steps, and stuffed the ID card in his hand through the small hole and said:

"Old itch, we found this, take a look."

"what?"

Old Itch reached out to take it, and there was no more sound after that.

Wu Xie stood quietly on the spot, waiting for the old itchy explanation from the other side.

After about a cup of tea, the old tickle on the opposite side slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Hey, I didn't let you in before, but you didn't listen. It's not a good thing to know some things."

Wu Xie's heart skipped a beat, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"You're not itchy, so who are you?"

At this moment, 'Old Itch' suddenly smiled strangely and said:
"Of course I'm itchy, that brother you played with since childhood."

"No, you're not at all."

Wu Xie naturally didn't believe it.

"I am, Old Wu, you have to believe me, I am really itchy. After I left here, I was dragged into the police station for three years. If you don't believe me, you can go back and investigate the case."

'Old Itch' still said swearingly.

Wu Xie smiled coldly and said:

"Old Itchy died here three years ago. Who are you? And why did you replace Old Itchy?"

Suddenly, half of 'Old Itch''s face squeezed through the gap. Because of the limited space, the face was squeezed into a hideous shape.

Wu Xie was so frightened that she subconsciously took two steps back.

'Old Itch' said with a grim smile:

"Yes, he died here three years ago, but I am alive, and I can continue to live the life that belongs to him."

"Do not."

Wu Xie shook his head and said:
"You are something objectified by an itch, you are a replica."

As soon as Wu Xie's words came out, the expression of 'Old Itchy' suddenly changed.

Fatty Wang at the side was frightened to death.

That means that the 'Old Itch' in front of him is actually a monster, and they have been together for so long without realizing it.

The shadow area in the bottom of my heart is a little bigger.

Suddenly Old Tickle roared loudly:
"No, Old Wu, why don't you think he is a copy, but the real old itch.

Besides, if he is dead and I am alive, isn't it the best of both worlds? "

"No, you are a monster, a monster that was materialized by him."

At this time, Wu Xie seemed a little out of control, grabbed a stone beside him and threw it at the face of 'Old Itchy'.

The stone hit heavily on the corner of 'Old Itch''s eye, and blood flowed out immediately, but Old Itch didn't intend to wipe it off, but just looked at Wu Xie coldly.

"Old Wu, in fact, you can completely regard me as him, because I am more perfect and more capable than him."

Wu Xie said in an extremely closed manner:

"What the hell are you?"

Suddenly 'Old Itchy' complexion became extremely ferocious and said:
"Fuck your mother, I'm Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu is Lao Tzu. It seems that you and him are the same thing, you deserve to die."

As he spoke, the head of 'Old Itchy' quickly retreated, and then a black holed barrel was stuffed in.

Zhang Yang's face darkened, and he quickly stretched out his hand to pull Wu Xie to a safe area, and turned off all the flashlights.

'Old Itch' mercilessly shot three shots inward, but luckily everyone avoided the corner in time, for 'Old Itch', it happened to be a blind spot.

Therefore, his three shots could not hurt four people at all.

'Old Itch' didn't seem to give up, and shot three times towards the dead corner.

"Nima."

Fatty Wang was so angry that he cursed

"A counterfeit is a counterfeit, and they still want to kill people. It's not a fucking thing."

"Old Wu, you all come out, let's have a good talk."

Suddenly the tone of the 'old itchy' outside became kind in an instant, which is obviously not right.

'Old Itch' continued:

"Don't worry, you guys come out, I really want to have a good talk, otherwise I'm going to be fucking suffocated."

"Mr. Zhang?"

Wu Xie looked worriedly at Zhang Yang,

"Go out."

Zhang Yang opened his mouth and gestured.

"But, Mr. Zhang, he has a gun in his hand."

Wu Xie spoke worriedly.

Zhang Yang shook his head and said:
"He's out of bullets."

Just now Zhang Yang had already roughly counted. When facing the dragon head outside, Lao You fired three shots in a row, and now he fired six shots in a row.

"what?"

Wu Xie immediately understood why 'Old Itch' suddenly became so easy to talk about. It turned out that he had lost his attack power.

Soon, all four of them stood out from the corner, and Lao Tiao was putting his head in the gap, stuffed to the brim, wishing to squeeze in.

Fatty Wang was even more taken aback, and subconsciously took two steps back.

(End of this chapter)