Tomb Raider: I, at the beginning, took Fatty Lao Hu as my younger brother

He stopped talking immediately. If he continued talking, he would be too embarrassed to face anyone.

At this time, Lao Hu finally understood what the fat man felt.

It was also the first time that Lama Ake saw Lao Hu like this. As expected, men go through a cycle from being a child to growing up and then returning to being a child again.

Take a breath.

Shirley Yang looked at the mask in her hand and said in surprise: "This is the Bible written in Grapevine language!"

Zhou Xun was surprised, "You also know grape characters? I was wondering why I didn't recognize this ancient character. It turns out it's not our country's ancient characters. Each one looks like a grape."

Shirley Yang shook her head and said, "I can only understand a little bit, but I am very familiar with the Bible. This must be the Bible, there is no mistake!"

Lama Ake looked at the mask and the wild man's skin and said, "This mask should be the image of a samsara sect devil. Using the Bible to make such a terrifying mask may be related to the previous religious conflict in Tibet!"

"This fur should be the fur of Himalayan people!"

Shirley Yang wondered, "Why is it Himalayan fur? Is there any explanation for this?"

Lama Ake explained: "Himalayan fur is a treasure loved by the ancient Tibetan nobles. It is said to have the function of keeping warm. If you wrap the body in it, it can also prevent decay!"

"When hunting, the nobles like to wear it on their backs as a cloak, which can hide the human scent in the wind. There is also a saying that this fur can wrap up the soul and make it never free!"

It turned out to be the case.

Shirley Yang immediately wanted to see what the secret was, so she peeled off the dry paper pages on the mask layer by layer.

I suddenly discovered that there were many zigzag lines drawn on the pages of these Bible books.

Lao Hu asked: "What is this?"

Zhou Xun said: "It should be a map. There are waterways, mountains, and castle towers on it, but I don't know where it is!"

Since there were no more clues, everyone could only speculate based on this map.

Lama Ake said: "This may be the land of the Great Peng Bird, a map of the ancient Zhangzhung Dynasty, or it may be a map of Kunlun Mountain and the Phoenix Temple."

Lao Hu was puzzled and asked, "Why these two places?"

"Because the extinct Guge Dynasty had a deep connection with these two places, it is very likely that it has preserved information about these two ancient ruins."

Lama Ak explained.

Shirley Yang said: "That means some foreigners entered the Guge Royal City, copied out these two ruins, and then prepared to go treasure hunting, or prepared to do something else."

"But before he could take it out, he met with an accident. He was thrown into hell and fed to the sin-eater Baru. The Bible that he had used to draw the map was made into a demon's face, wrapped in savage fur, and thrown into hell together."

Old Hu couldn't help but agree: "It's very likely, but the details are beyond our ability to infer. In short, this almost unrecognizable map has a certain value!"

Shirley Yang was busy repairing the drawings, so Zhou Xun and Lao Hu, who had nothing to do, walked out.

When they came outside, they lit a cigarette, poured a bowl of butter tea, and enjoyed it happily.

The two people who had just cheated on each other seemed to have completely forgotten what had happened before.

Look at the situation outside.

The heavy rain before has become much lighter now, but the thunder is rumbling!

It seems that a bigger rainstorm is brewing!

The sky was as dark as night, and at this moment, the two of them had little confidence that the weather would clear up tomorrow.

The fat man in the outer room was sitting by the fire, talking excitedly. Uncle Ming, Peter Huang, Han Shuona, and a guide named Zhaxi, whose name was Jixiang, were all listening attentively with their mouths wide open!

However, the fat man has been bragging more and more, and has forgotten everything.

The fat man was talking with foam flying in his mouth: "I cut the old zongzi in the big coffin into eight big pieces, buried the head on the roadside, and buried the arms and legs on the east and west hills respectively. The only part of the body in the middle was kicked into the river!"

Then he said to Peter Huang: "It was your prince who happened to come to our country when the old man came. The streets were full of waist drum troupes to welcome him."

"The Foreign Affairs Department insisted that I go meet him, but I didn't have the time. I thought it was too chaotic, so I fled to the countryside and lived in a haunted house where 17 people were said to have died."

"I am just like this. I don't believe in that. No matter what haunted house or burial site, I will stay there. At 8 o'clock in the evening, I will start to count the funerary objects I took back from Lao Zongzi. As soon as I started to count, guess what happened?"

Uncle Ming shook his head and said, "Are you kidding me? If you don't tell us, how can we guess how many artifacts you took?"

The fat man said with a very rich expression: "Don't mention it, there are still funerary objects. I just lit half of it and the door was knocked open. There were thunder explosions outside one after another."

"The door opened by itself, and something rolled in from outside. It must be the head I buried by the river!"

Uncle Ming and others listened to the fat man chatting when they were bored.

Although they knew that the fat man was talking nonsense, half true and half false, but at this time, the thunder outside was loud, and the abandoned castle was dark and gloomy, and everyone couldn't help feeling nervous.

It was just right to listen to the fat man's stand-up comedy at this time. It helped me kill time and I wasn't afraid anymore.

What a caring and warm baby! .

Chapter 252: Corpse Poison and the Bardo Body

Old Hu laughed softly in Zhou Xun's ear, "This fat guy is really not lazy. He tells a lot of stories. Let him tell them slowly. Hey, it's better to scare Uncle Ming into having a heart attack. Then we can have an excuse to go to Karamir to find the Dragon Peak without these burdens!"

Zhou Xun laughed and said, "I don't think it's possible. After all, Uncle Ming is from a family that has been carrying corpses for generations, and he likes to collect corpses. Although he does it to make money, it also shows that he is not afraid of these things. As for the story of the fat man, it can only scare Ah Xiang at most!"

As they were talking, the two of them walked to the teapot and were just about to pour some more tea.

"what!!!"

I only heard a woman's scream coming from the inner room.

Lao Hu said, "It sounds like Ah Xiang's voice. Isn't she sleeping?"

Zhou Xun said: "Something must have happened, let's go and take a look!"

At this time, not only did all the people who were telling and listening to the story stand up, but even Shirley Yang and Lama Ake, who were studying the map in the house, came out of the stone house.

Everyone was worried that something had happened to Ah Xiang, and the 610 officers were preparing to go in and see her.

But Ah Xiang ran out barefoot and threw herself into Uncle Ming's arms.

Uncle Ming quickly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, dear girl, what happened?"

Ah Xiang stared at everyone in the room with her lifeless eyes, and said to Uncle Ming: "Godfather, I'm so scared. I saw Ah Dong walking around in this room covered in blood."

Zhou Xun opened his third eye and looked inside the house, but there was nothing there.

Then he looked directly at Lama Ake, and sure enough, just like in the original book, Adong had possessed Lama Ake.

When Zhou Xun saw that Lama Ake's right hand was entangled in a ball of corpse qi, he remembered that the human skin was not ordinary human skin, but zombie skin.

It was because of this black zombie skin that disturbed Adong!

Zhou Xun immediately blamed himself for forgetting such an important thing.

Fortunately, this bardo body and corpse poison are not a big problem for Zhou Xun and can be remedied. It’s just a pity that this grandson is too unlucky and can’t even die peacefully!

Zhou Xun doesn't know any scriptures for rebirth and salvation, but he has no problem destroying a bardo body that is entangled by corpse qi. After all, no matter how powerful this bardo body is, it is just a younger brother in front of the thousand-year-old ghost of the Queen of Jingjue. No, it is not even as good as a younger brother!

Zhou Xun even killed the Queen of Jingjue, let alone a bardo body infected by corpse qi.

Everyone present gasped when they heard Ah Xiang's words.

Only Zhou Xun, Old Hu, Fatty Shirley Yang were not afraid, while Zhang Yingchen also had a frown on his face.

Lama Ake stepped forward and said anxiously: "He has entered the bardo body. We must quickly become the bardo king, otherwise he will kill the living people here!"

Ake was afraid that everyone didn't know the dangers of the bardo body, so he explained again: "The bardo body is not a resentful spirit, but it is better than a resentful spirit. In Tantric Buddhism, it is believed that the period from a person's death to his reincarnation is called the bardo!"

"Ah Xiang, can you see where the bardo body is now?"

Lama Ake asked A Xiang.

Ah Xiang was just about to point out the location of the bardo body.

Zhou Xun said first: "It's on you. It's not the bardo body that's causing trouble. It's the bardo body that's been infected by the black zombie's corpse qi. The fur is not ordinary fur, nor is it the skin of a Himalayan savage. It's the skin of a black zombie."

After Zhou Xun finished speaking, everyone took a few steps back and kept a certain distance from Lama Ake.

Lao Hu shouted, "Fatty, go burn that fur!"

"it is good!"

The fat man ran quickly into the house.

at this time.

Lama Ake's face suddenly changed drastically and he shouted, "Not good!"

Then he fell backwards.

Old Hu was quick-witted and quickly grabbed Lama Ake's back.

Looking at Lama Ake again, his face was as pale as gold paper and his breath was weak.

Old Hu quickly felt Ake's pulse and shouted, "Master Zhou, Ake's pulse has been intermittent. If it continues like this, he won't be able to hold out. What should we do?"

Zhou Xun climbed out of the Minghong Knife behind him, then cut his left palm and said, "Don't panic, I have a way, I will get rid of this bardo body first!"

Zhou Xun came to A Dong and said, "You have a bad fate. There is no way you can die in my hands. If you still have a chance, you can seek revenge on me anytime!"

After saying that, the Minghong Sword stained with dragon blood directly chopped down Adong!

Of course, there was one more thing Zhou Xun didn’t say, which was that there would never be such an opportunity!

"what!"

A heart-wrenching scream suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone looked at Zhou Xun and the people around him in fear.

In Zhou Xun's eyes, Adong had slowly disappeared.

There is no way. Zhou Xun's dragon blood can't save Adong. Adong has been haunted by corpse qi, and the zombies are gathering even more resentment. If this continues, Adong will inevitably become a ghost and bring disaster to the world!

As for why the dragon blood couldn't save Adong, it was because Adong was a bardo body, that is, a ghost, and naturally he couldn't withstand Zhou Xun's dragon blood, which was full of powerful dragon power.

What's more, the Azure Dragon is a sacred beast that suppresses heaven and earth and possesses divine power!

After Zhou Xun dealt with Adong, he squatted in front of Lama Ake.

Sudden.

The fat man hurriedly ran out and said, "It's gone. It was clearly in the room just now. How could it have grown legs and run away? Only a few strands of wild man's black hair are left!"

As he said this, he showed the black hair in his hand to everyone.

Zhou Xun lifted Lama Ake's sleeve and looked at the condition of his right hand.

Shirley Yang exclaimed, "Just now when Master Lama was looking at the zombie's fur, a hard thorn in the fur pricked his finger. It's over. He must have been poisoned by the zombie!"

Zhou Xun shouted: "Open his mouth!"

Old Hu hurriedly did as he was told. Zhou Xun took out his left hand and placed it on Lama Ake's mouth. After waiting for a while, no blood came out.

Zhou Xun looked at his left hand curiously.

I go!

Healed!

Zhou Xun knew that this was the effect of rapid self-healing.

Helplessly, Zhou Xun could only touch the Minghong Knife with his left hand finger again, and blood immediately flowed out.

Chapter 253: Prepare to Split into Two Groups

This time Zhou Xunchang learned a lesson.

He quickly dripped a drop into Lama Ake's mouth.

After dripping, he quickly dripped another drop onto the place where Ake's right hand was pierced.

It sounds slow, but Zhou Xun only took about two seconds to complete the whole action.

Sure enough, when I looked at my finger again, it had healed automatically again.

Zhou Xun was quite satisfied with this talent. After all, he was not a young man, and there were not many opportunities for him to bleed himself.

"what!"

Lama Ake cried out in pain.

Suddenly, a black gas appeared from Lama Ake's body and floated into the air.

Seeing the black gas coming out, not only Uncle Ming and others retreated quickly, but even Old Hu and Xueli Yang also retreated quickly.

Corpse poison is not fun. If you don’t understand it, you will definitely become a zombie!