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

Zhou Xun:......

Can you think straight...

Zhou Xun said directly: "The tomb-grabbing talisman that Da Jin Ya gave you two is fake. Fa Qiu has a seal, a tomb-grabbing talisman, a technique for moving mountains, and a armor for removing mountains. Even Guan Shan Tai Bao has a golden waist badge bestowed by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. You two don't even have a tomb-grabbing talisman. Aren't you considered fake tomb-grabbing lieutenants?"

Fatty: ...

Lao Hu:......

Only then did the two realize that the tomb-grabbing talisman that Da Jin Ya gave them was a fake.

The fat man said angrily: "When I get back, I will definitely teach this guy a lesson for daring to give me fake goods."

Lao Hu said awkwardly, "Okay Fatty, stop worrying about the gold-touching talisman."

Zhou Xun ignored the two of them and looked directly at Shirley Yang, waiting for her answer.

Shirley Yang looked at Zhou Xun and said, "Ding Pan hangs a thousand gold coins, Hai Zi hexagrams ring, hook claws kick the pole, robbing the tomb pours Da Ding Yuan Liang, the moon calls Zi Yuan Cai can't be wrapped."

When the fat man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly came over and asked curiously: "No, what's wrong, what are you talking about?"

Zhou Xun said: "I have already come straight to the point, and you are still using the code words of the tomb-robbing industry. Is it interesting?"

The fat man didn't understand, but Lao Hu did.

But he didn't know Shirley Yang's identity, so he didn't dare to say anything. He just watched Zhou Xun perform quietly.

"I can understand it because someone in my family has learned the skills of a tomb raider."

At this time, Shirley Yang did not hide it, but she did not tell it all either.

Shirley Yang didn't tell the whole story, and Zhou Xun didn't ask any further questions.

"Okay, let's look for any clues first!"

Zhou Xun looked around and said.

"There is a stone box here. I wonder if there is a mechanism."

As Old Hu spoke, he walked over to the stone box and looked at it carefully.

Shirley Yang said: "I remember the Zaglama Mountain mentioned in the Great Tang Records on the Western Regions. Legend has it that two saints are buried in the mountain."

Zhou Xun nodded. It could be seen that Shirley Yang had indeed studied a lot of books for this trip.

"It can't be these two!"

Old Hu turned around and looked at the two corpses behind him.

"But this tomb is too simple, and it doesn't fit the status of the sage."

Old Hu asked doubtfully.

"From the mural, this is not the tomb of the saint. The child next to him should be the saint's son or disciple."

Shirley Yang pointed at the mural on the stone box and explained.

Then he turned around and looked at the two corpses and said, "He should be called the Prophet, and the old man next to him should be his servant."

"Look, the dozen or so pictures carved on this stone box look like an ancient prophecy when put together. The composition is simple and the characteristics of the symbols are very obvious. I think I can understand some of it."

Shirley Yang analyzed.

Old Hu looked at the stone box and asked quickly, "Can you tell if there is a passage inside?"

"no!"

"But I think what the prophet said is not very accurate. It says here that no one came in here after he died, until five people broke in and opened the stone box."

Shirley Yang looked at the carving and analyzed the information on it.

The fat man asked in confusion, "Five people? No, there are six of us! Oh, this prophet is not good at counting, could it be that this professor is crazy and won't count for people!"

Zhou Xun doesn't believe in any prophecies.

He opened his third eye and looked at the mural on the stone box. It was completely different from what Shirley Yang said and what he had seen before.

Sure enough, it was the effect of the residual power of the corpse konjac.

In the original book, it should have been the influence of the illusion of the corpse konjac, the purpose of which was to make people kill each other!

"First of all, don't forget that Ye Yixin is not a human, but an illusion. Secondly, the content on this mural is also an illusion. You are still under the influence of the residual power of the corpse-scented konjac."

Zhou Xun explained to the four people.

"What? We are still in the environment of corpse-scented arum!"

Shirley Yang was surprised.

"That damn big taro, even after it exploded, still had the energy to fix the environment. It pissed me off!"

As he spoke, the fat man began to curse the corpse konjac in his heart.

"What should we do now? Even the clues are illusions!"

Old Hu was at a loss now and said helplessly.

at this time.

Professor Chen, who had fainted, suddenly went crazy.

“Monster! Roar, roar, roar, dead, dead, all dead, hahahahahahahahaha!”

Crazy Professor Chen was shouting and jumping.

"Ah! There is a ghost, monster, I am not afraid of you monster!"

Professor Chen screamed.

"professor!"

"professor!"

Shirley Yang felt very uncomfortable watching the crazy Professor Chen, and secretly blamed herself.

Chapter 60 The Prophet's Prophecy

Old Hu watched Professor Chen run to Fatty and quickly shouted, "Fatty, stop Professor Chen!"

Upon hearing this, the fat man hurried to rescue the crazy Professor Chen.

"Monster, monster, I'm not afraid of you. I'm a scientist. Hahahaha!"

The professor, who was hugged by the fat man, struggled hard.

At this time, Ye Yixin in the eyes of the three people also began to struggle hard.

Shirley Yang and Lao Hu decided to go over and check it out.

"Don't go there!"

"Don't forget, she's an illusion!"

Zhou Xun stopped Lao Hu and the fat man and said.

The two didn't know what to do for a moment. After a while, Ye Yixin, who was struggling, suddenly died.

Looking at Zhou Xun who suddenly became confused.

He simply walked forward and opened the stone box, and there was a second black stone box inside.

Zhou Xun then opened it and took out the prophet's parchment book.

This time the prophecy really came true.

"Come here!"

"This is a picture drawn by an ancient sage. It mainly talks about the secrets of the Ghost Cave Clan. This Zaglama Mountain is known as a sacred mountain because of the ghost cave. Everyone wants to know what is inside the cave."

"So they invited a high priest to make a jade eyeball, hoping to see through it to see the bottomless pit clearly. But it didn't work, and it attracted a large number of strange snakes, and killed countless people and animals."

Zhou Xun interpreted as he read the parchment book.

"Isn't this just idle time? Why do you have to watch it?"

The fat man complained.

Old Hu thought for a moment and said, "Is it the jade eye we saw in the temple?"

Zhou Xun nodded.

"Finally, two saints favored by the true god, led the warriors of the tribe to wipe out the snake beasts. From then on, the saints regarded the cave as a cave of disaster, but the Jade Eye had already opened the door to disaster."

Zhou Xun explained.

"Master Zhou, do you want to tell us again from the beginning?"

The fat man said anxiously.

Zhou Xun glanced at the fat man and said speechlessly: "Nonsense, I didn't write this."

Lao Hu said, "Fatty, don't interrupt!"

"After that, a prophet was born in the tribe, that is, this child with the ability to predict the future."

Zhou Xun looked at the prophet's corpse beside him.

"It says that through the ritual, he can predict major events that will happen thousands of years later, but the scope is limited to the vicinity of Mount Zagrama."

Before Zhou Xun finished speaking, Professor Chen suddenly shouted, "You have to look, don't look!"

Then he rushed over and tried to snatch the parchment booklet.

Zhou Xun looked at Professor Chen who was rushing towards him.

He ruthlessly chopped Professor Chen's neck with his hand.

Professor Chen fainted instantly.

Are you kidding me? You, this weak little guy, dare to snatch things from me when you are crazy?

"professor!"

"professor!"

Lao Hu and Shirley Yang hurried forward to check!

"Don't worry, he's fine, I just knocked him out!" Zhou Xun said.

Then he continued to flip through the parchment booklet in his hand.

"It says later that the prophet predicted that eight hundred years after his death, a new tribe would arrive in Mount Lagrama. This tribe was the predecessor of the Jingjue Kingdom."

"Later, the Queen of Jingjue had a pair of eyes that could see through ghost holes. She mastered the ritual of using the Jade Eye Sacrifice to summon the black snake evil spirit, and used it to conquer more than a dozen neighboring countries."

"The atrocities of these pagans angered the true God, so he handed this mountain and the surrounding areas over to the devil. The desert swallowed up all the cities, and all the people and animals in the country, as well as the black snakes and evil spirits in the ghost caves, were buried deep underground."

After hearing Zhou Xun's explanation, Old Hu looked at Shirley Yang in surprise and said, "This is consistent with the legend of Jingjue Kingdom that you told us before."

Shirley Yang nodded and said, "That's right!"

The fat man hadn't heard the way out yet, so he asked hurriedly, "What's next?"

Zhou Xun turned the page again and said, "It says later that the ancient sage predicted that there would be five survivors coming here due to the collapse of the mountain, and one of them is a descendant of the prophet's tribe."

After Zhou Xun finished speaking, he looked at Shirley Yang.

I know in my heart that Shirley Yang is the descendant of the prophet.

Lao Hu thought for a moment, looked at Shirley Yang and said, "Then among the five of us, the most likely one is you!"

"That's right. Since the Queen of Jingjue appeared in your dreams, you must have a connection with this place. The eighth floor is you."

The fat man nodded quickly to show his agreement.

"Did your ancestors live here?"

Old Hu looked at Shirley Yang and asked.

"Whoever it is, it must be one of the five of us. The most urgent thing is to get out of here first!"

Shirley Yang didn't want to talk about this now and started to change the subject.

Zhou Xun knew Shirley Yang's identity, so he didn't ask. He continued to read the following content and said, "The prophet will point out a way to escape for future generations, but don't drop the parchment book on the ground."

"When it falls to the ground, the sandstorm will begin. At that time, the yellow sand will once again submerge the Jingjue Ancient City and the Zagrama Sacred Mountain, and the sacred mountain will be submerged again until the end of time."

After saying that, he flipped through a few pages, but there was no more content, it was all blank.