Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 670 Old Ghost!

The blue-robed man had half-drawn his hidden sword. He had originally wanted to find Hu Ming, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, to spar with him again, but he quietly put the hidden sword back into the sheath.

I always feel that with Liang Wan around, it seems that there is no atmosphere for competition.

"Give up. Just because you're making progress doesn't mean I'm regressing. You're just a player on the same level as the little brother and the blind man. You're still a few points behind me."

Hu Ming seemed to understand Lanpao's thoughts, and chuckled and said, "You can never seek revenge on me or wash away the shame I brought upon your clan in your lifetime!"

"The ideas of the clan and the 'King of Hell' are not something I can decide. I also despise the idea of ​​raising a female corpse as a mount as tribute to the 'King of Hell' every ten years."

"But I am just a guardian, the military support for the tribe. I cannot interfere with the customs that have lasted for thousands of years."

"Besides, unlike the creatures in your sect, our 'King of Hell' has a huge flaw. He doesn't ride on a female corpse for fun or to show off his superior status. It's just..."

The man in blue robe was silent, sighed, and slowly explained the meaning of the existence of the Kangbalo people.

"It's just that they are just failures. They have ruined themselves. They also have ancient bronze, but they haven't been able to research anything. They can only rely on the power of ancient bronze and absorb the vitality of specially treated young girls to maintain their own broken lives!"

"What a pity! Even for those innocent young ladies who were killed and paid tribute by your people, I should simply slaughter all the living beings in your gate!"

"But it doesn't matter. The time has come. Whether it's us or you, the time has come for everyone inside. Five thousand years of lingering on is ultimately just wishful thinking."

Hu Ming sneered, which was rare.

There are bronze doors everywhere in the world. They are all similar and have basically existed for about 5,000 years. Inside the doors are some ancient creatures who are unwilling to die and are just trying to survive.

But... the power of ancient bronze is not endless. Five thousand years have passed, and the power of ancient bronze is about to be exhausted, and those who depend on ancient bronze for their existence will also die with it.

"This is the fate of the people of Kambalo! We have known it for a long time and we have accepted it!"

The blue robe remained unmoved and said in a deep voice.

"So Hu Ming, and you in blue robe, do you know what is behind the bronze door?"

Zhang Rishan grabbed the curious Liang Wan and asked with a sharp gaze!
The Zhang family is the clan that knows the most about the Bronze Gate. Unfortunately, this secret is only known to every Zhang Qiling, passed down from generation to generation, and no one else knows it at all.

"What does it matter whether you know or not? The world inside the gate, the creatures inside the gate, will all come to an end within half a year, whether it's in Changbai Mountain, the Himalayas, or other places around the world."

"Perfect immortality is nothing more than a wonderful dream, just an illusion..."

The man in blue robe glanced at Zhang Yueshan, who was obviously curious about knowledge, and said lightly.

But why did Liang Wan's expression seem a little strange, a little frightened?
"It doesn't exist? A dream?"

Hu Ming smiled but said nothing. He, brother, is obviously an immortal, right?
Let’s not talk about Hu Ming’s green oil chicken for now.

This guy can be said to be a collection of those ancient beings’ research on longevity. He was created by various accidents and is real.

"I say, gentlemen, now is not the time for you to have a friendly exchange, is it?"

"Even now, let's not talk about why you insisted on bringing me to this hellish place, and let's not talk about what the problem I have with this blue robe has to do with it. The problem now is..."

"We are going to die ahhhhh!!!" Liang Wan broke free from Zhang Rishan and finally found an opportunity to interrupt, shouting in a crying voice.

"Are you going to die? Stop it. The three of us are here. There is no place in this world where we can't go..."

Zhang Yueshan looked at his woman with amusement. Just when he was about to say something comforting with rare confidence, he suddenly noticed something strange around him. His pupils shrank sharply and he couldn't help but curse.

"Fuck!!!"*2
This is Hu Ming and Lan Pao.

The scene before them really frightened the three knowledgeable people!
Hu Ming had seen a similar scene once before, but this time the scene was even more shocking than the last time!
After all, the last time I encountered the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in Western Xinjiang, I was just acting out of instinct, but this time...

In the black fog that covered the entire ground, countless shadowy figures slowly rose up from it.

There are countless humanoid beings!
But obviously, these are definitely not humans!
Translucent black shadows, desolate and ancient animal skins, messy hair and beards, both men and women, all with exposed upper bodies, all with their eyes fixed in the direction of the four people.

The body, limbs and head are clearly different from those of modern humans, and they are humans from ancient times.

The resentment and anger in his eyes almost burned.

As they spoke, these shadows had already risen from the black fog on the surface, half floating in the air.

All around, the originally calm black fog began to boil.

At the same time, all the figures opened their mouths and roared silently.

No. It wasn't silent. Hu Ming's keen hearing had already detected some strange wind sounds gradually rising?
The so-called sound of the wind in Gutongjing is actually the roar of thousands of ghosts!?
Hu Ming's pupils shrank, and he seemed to understand something.

"I say, this is a ghost! Lan Ting is nothing but a ghost! You can tell at a glance that he is a half-witted person, right?"

Liang Wan is indeed a thick-skinned man. In addition to being frightened, he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and did not forget to complain to Hu Ming about Lan Ting's way of existence.

".Just shut up."

Hu Ming's face turned dark. How the hell can this be compared?

Apart from some strange special powers, Lan Ting has almost no perception similar to that of ordinary people. Even all the instruments in the world cannot detect any problem with her.

But what about these in front of us?
A thousand-year-old ghost!! Points!
Just look at the eyes of these beings and you will know that these ghosts are clearly...

Eh?
"Their anger is not directed at us, but at the altar under our feet and this strange faceless god?"

"They died because of the faceless gods, and their resentment was overwhelming. In this special feng shui environment, they were conceived and raised as ghosts?"

Hu Ming suddenly understood.

"Although I'm not sure what this place is for, it seems to be like this. And, Hu Ming, we may be innocent."

"But I don't think these ghosts will let us, the evil ghosts who are just fish in the pond, go. It's such a rare group of ghosts. We really won the first prize!"

Zhang Yueshan subconsciously protected Liang Wan behind him, his face looking a little ugly.

He somewhat regretted coming here.