Tomb Raider: Pick Up Attributes from the Millennium Zongzi at the Beginning

　　Thinking about the stuffy oil bottle that appeared in the wall just now, Su Cheng couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Old stuffy, why are you in the wall?"

　　The stuffy oil bottle was silent for a while, then looked at Su Cheng and smiled, but didn't speak.

　　Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Cheng knew that there was no way to pry his mouth open, anyway, this person has always been more actions than words.

　　After repairing for a while, a group of people sat against the wall in this low stone room and ate something, and everyone fell asleep.

　　After experiencing several crises and joyful ups and downs, no matter how good the psychological endurance is, it should not collapse at this moment.

　　Su Cheng and the black blind man took turns to watch the night with the stuffy oil bottle, each for three hours.

　　Fortunately, God opened his eyes this time, and there were no strange incidents when we were resting, and everyone slept soundly.

　　When they got to the back, Hei Blind and Su Cheng simply slept next to each other.

　　This sleep was really sweet, and when the three of them woke up, they could already smell the aroma of Fatty's cooking.

　　It was really rare to smell the fireworks along the way. Fatty boiled a pot of soup, which seemed to be cooked with the instant seaweed buns that he brought. There was also dried shrimp in it.

　　Su Cheng and a few other people were gluttonous, this kind of treatment is probably rare in ancient tombs.

　　After a full meal, everyone regained their strength.

　　The stuffy oil bottle sat next to Su Cheng, and the little sun tattoo on his arm always caught his attention from time to time.

　　"Why does he also have this pattern on his hand..."

　　The more he thought about it, the more curious he became. Su Cheng couldn't help but asked, "Old boring, where did the pattern on your hand come from?"

　　The stuffy oil bottle, who was packing up, glanced at Su Cheng with a half-smile, but Su Cheng's mental imprint could only sense the life fluctuations of the other party, otherwise Su Cheng would have already invaded the stuffy oil bottle to investigate.

　　Along the way, Su Cheng saw this mark frequently, and he had a strong sense of sight. Now even seeing this mark on the stuffy oil bottle, Su Cheng was even more puzzled.

　　But this stuffy oil bottle lives up to its name, and Su Cheng thought that he must find a chance to speak out.

　　The next road is relatively simple. This low stone room is probably the place where the craftsmen rested. There is a well-repaired opening in the center of the stone room. The group carefully climbed down, about a few hundred meters. The distance was over in a short time.

　　When they got to the bottom, they looked around with their flashlights and found that the end of the stairs on the other side of the tomb was a terrace, and there were several long corridors outside.

　　That is to say, this is an entrance to a huge two-story tomb, but there is no ceiling between the two-story tombs, but only a few overhead corridors, from which one can directly see the scene of the next layer.

　　Su Cheng's tomb robbery knowledge works, he knows, this is called Liantian Corridor.

　　It looks like carving dragons and phoenixes, but it is actually functional. It is a device for hanging people's coffins in a huge tomb. It seems that there may be a coffin room below the corridor outside.

　　In the center of the tomb, there is an inverted pyramid-shaped coffin well, with eight huge black coffins at the bottom, surrounding a translucent giant jade coffin in the middle.

　　Under the light of the searchlights above Fatty and the others, the jade coffin was full of brilliance, reflecting a strange light.

　　"Damn it! I haven't encountered a coffin along the way, and now there are nine! Fatty, I've poured a big oil bucket this time!"

　　Having said that, the fat man tried to go down. .

Chapter 134

　　This time, Fatty didn't get into trouble, and nothing strange happened after he went down. Everyone came from a tomb robber. Seeing such a beautiful coffin, he couldn't help but go up to watch and appreciate it.

　　Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Cheng caught the stuffy oil bottle and said, "Why did you end up in the wall just now? Say something, we can help you solve it! In case someone else encounters it, it's better to prevent it!"

　　The stuffy oil bottle looked at Su Cheng, and was silent for a long time, showing hesitation on his face.

　　Seeing this look in the eyes of the stuffy oil bottle, Su Chengcheng knew that the opportunity was coming, and he immediately said: "Just say it, this is also a good thing for everyone.~"

　　When the black blind man saw them, he walked over and gave them a grinning look, and said to the stuffy oil bottle with his hands behind his back, "Hey, old Zhang, if you talk about it sooner or later, you're always talking about it, so what if you're talking about it now?"

　　Su Cheng was even more confused.

　　Seeing that the eyes of the stuffy oil bottle changed a few times, he sighed and told the black blind man to look at the group of people, and then took Su Cheng aside.

　　He took a deep breath - this was the first time Su Cheng had seen him take a deep breath.

　　"Are you ready?"

　　The stuffy oil bottle looked into Su Cheng's eyes and said.

　　"Ah? Ready?"

　　Su Cheng was confused.

　　"Yes, I'm going to pass you some... some memories directly."

　　The stuffy oil bottle looked at Su Cheng steadily, as if to test whether Su Cheng was really ready.

　　"Come on, let me see, what are you selling?"

　　After listening to Su Cheng's words, the stuffy oil bottle seemed to have made up his mind. He slowly pressed both sides of Su Cheng's temples with both hands, and Su Lima felt the deep spiritual consciousness of the stuffy oil bottle...

　　Soon, a small fragment of memory flow poured into Su Cheng's mind.

　　Like a holographic movie, the picture of memory begins.

　　Originally, Su Cheng thought that the memory that the stuffy oil bottle showed him would be bloody at first.

　　But these memories are unexpectedly peaceful.

　　A burst of warmth hit, and the picture in Su Cheng's sea of ​​consciousness gradually became clear.

　　The scene in front of them seems to be the gap when they went to the Heavenly Palace. A person carved something hard on the wall.

　　"...Yes, there must be something left."

　　The man said, the mountaineering pick in his hand chiseled marks on the wall.

　　Su Cheng's point of view should be the stuffy oil bottle, he can feel the memory is very warm.

　　"Could this person be some brother from the stuffy oil bottle..."

　　When the line of sight was completely clear, Su Cheng realized how familiar this man was. The man tilted his head, wiped his sweat after a while, and then stepped back to take a look.

　　Only then did Su Cheng see his profile.

　　"This person is very familiar... eh? Isn't this... me?"

　　Su Cheng was surprised, but the memory continued.

　　He saw "I" pack up his things and greeted the stuffy oil bottle to move forward. The picture turned around when it passed the notch, and Su Cheng saw the notch, and his hair stood up all of a sudden.

　　That is what they saw in the gap before, but the traces are much newer.

　　The following memories were all about the nicks and some past experiences, and that person was almost identical to himself. Su Cheng felt these memories and felt his hair stand up.

　　In the end, he saw the same person as himself, who died on a cliff, was nailed to death by an unknown creature, grabbed a stuffy oil bottle and stabbed something before he died...

　　It's like the little sun...

　　When he came back to his senses, Su Cheng returned to reality again, but the heavy sadness still lingered around him and lingered.

　　After a while, Su Cheng still didn't understand the matter, why was there a person so similar to himself in the memory of the stuffy oil bottle?

　　"Old boring, who is this person? Also, you haven't said why you were just pushed into the wall."

　　The stuffy oil bottle looked at Su Cheng for a while, and said, "I have lived for a long time, you know it."

　　Su Cheng listened and hummed. Now Fatty and the others have begun to open the coffin under the guidance of Chen Pi and Wu Sansheng, and everyone is working in full swing.

　　"You should know a lot about the purpose of our visit to these tombs. The Nine Dragons Secret Treasure is a secret that the Wang family and Zhang family have been fighting over for a long time, but this secret treasure was originally created by the Zhang family and guarded. Later, Wang Zanghai appeared and discovered these things. He changed so much that neither the descendants of the Wang family nor the Zhang family could completely unlock the secrets of the Nine Dragons Secret."

　　After the stuffy oil bottle finished speaking, Su Cheng listened quietly.

　　Fatty and the others are still working hard at the same time, and it seems that it is a little difficult to lift the coffin.

　　"And 'you' first appeared in our field of vision in 1863, when you appeared in the Xisha Seabed Tomb."

　　The stuffy oil bottle said this fact calmly, and Su Cheng was surprised. It turned out that he really appeared more than a hundred years ago?

　　"At that time, you were very weak, and we had to save you, but you had to walk with us no matter what you said. But then you disappeared when you were in Genting Tiangong. For decades and hundreds of years, I have been in these places. Look for clues."

　　"Later, in 1970, you appeared again, just around the time when Zhang Qishan, a traitor of the Zhang family, mobilized Jiumen for archaeological activities. At that time, I met you again, and your abilities seemed to be much stronger. But you died in Genting Tiangong."

　　Su Cheng remembered the most profound memory of the stuffy oil bottle - "self" was nailed to the cliff wall by some kind of creature, and then engraved a mark on the stuffy oil bottle.

　　"When you appeared for the second time, I felt that you must have reversed the opportunity that the two of us fought for for thousands of years. This competition that has consumed countless manpower, material resources and lives is long overdue."

　　After speaking, the stuffy oil bottle looked into Su Cheng's eyes.

　　"And to end all this, it only needs a powerful force that neither of the two forces can resist. It's you, Su Cheng."

　　"This power that can control the Zhang family and the Wang family, I believe it is you, Su Cheng."

　　Stuffy Oil Bottle - No, he should be called Zhang Qiling at this time.

　　Zhang Qiling looked at Su Cheng firmly, and Su Cheng didn't know what to say for a while.

　　He had no choice but to look at the stuffy oil bottle next to him, and turned to Fatty and the others.

　　It took a long time for the lid of the coffin to open a few nails, and it seemed that they were also struggling.

　　Looking at the clear coffin, Su Cheng's thoughts returned to the words of the stuffy oil bottle.

　　In fact, for him, he has no interest in intervening in the competition between the Zhang family and the Wang family, but he is more interested in what they are fighting for.

　　But because of this, in the place of the bronze god tree in Qinling before, his appearance and the threat to the Wang family may have made the Wang family secretly regard themselves as Zhang family's forces.

　　The situation on the Wang family's side is unclear for the time being, but on Zhang Qiling's side, Su Cheng can be sure that he can control its power.

　　"It seems that it is not easy for me to get a share of the pie."

　　Su Cheng thought for a while, turned his head and smiled at Zhang Qiling, and then said: "Old boring, although what you said is very bizarre, but I believe you."

　　At this point, Su Cheng deliberately paused and looked at him with fixed eyes - looking at the only person in the Zhang family who could be called Zhang Qiling, he said, "However, I won't part with you, if I find it, I'll take all of it. want."

　　The stuffy oil bottle was stunned for a while, and at this time his expression returned to that seemingly dull look.

　　Looking at Su Cheng's serious eyes, he suddenly smiled lightly, and that smile looked as clean as a child's.

　　"It's okay, of course what you found is yours."

　　After the stuffy oil bottle finished speaking, Su Cheng realized that, as Zhang Qiling of the Zhang family, the stuffy oil bottle just hoped that there would be no more casualties in the family.

　　Su Cheng looked at this person who might have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years, and suddenly felt that his lifespan was long, but in fact it was nothing more than that.

　　He remembered a classic saying that goes like this: "If a close relative dies beside you, you will feel that it is a great disaster, but when relatives around you die one by one, you will gradually become numb. "

　　Looking at the stuffy oil bottle, Su Cheng felt that he was like this. He was numb to life and death.