Tomb Raiders View Shan Taibao

Chapter 22 Mistakes
After pondering for most of the night, Feng Sijiu finally understood one thing, that is, the soldiers came to block him, and the water came to cover him with earth. Talking about things that haven't happened now, it can only be said that he is thinking in vain.

In fact, going to the desert is not as dangerous as going to the tomb. The biggest danger besides the harsh environment of the desert, the most important thing that makes Feng Sijiu sleepless is the curse of the ghost eye.

After all, he didn't go for a walk with him, and everyone who went to the ghost cave couldn't win the bid, so he was fine alone, right?

After all, the next dungeon is life-threatening, so he doesn't think that the dog system will come out to protect him from the ghost eye curse.

But it's still the same sentence, it's useless to think about it, what should come will always come, this time Feng Sijiu slept until noon before getting up.

After washing up, Feng Sijiu went into the kitchen and cooked some noodles to satisfy his stomach. He was going to get some equipment later, such as flashlights, tents and other outdoor necessities.

Although his world is 77 years old, the technology tree seems to be very complicated, some are very powerful, and some are still in their infancy.

In the past this time, Feng Sijiu still wanted to bring the Nuqing Chicken with him, not only because of the Nuqing Chicken's ability to defeat poisonous insects, but also because of its crowing sound, which can destroy evil spirits and poison mirages, and even drive away ghosts and bewitching Qi Neng.

After all, Feng Sijiu is just a mortal, who knows if there are other things that fascinate the mind besides the corpse-flavored konjac in the ghost cave.

So there are only advantages and no disadvantages in bringing this Nuqing chicken, but the bamboo baskets after returning from Pingshan last time are no longer usable.

Feng Sijiu still had to spend a lot of time shopping in the farmers' market. I heard that there are still some old people who specialize in weaving bird cages and pig cages.

I found the chicken coop, but it was either too big or too small, and the most important thing was that it couldn't be carried on my back.

Because the bamboo bamboo that had been holding the Nuqing chicken was actually used by the old man to go up the mountain to collect medicine, so Feng Sijiu had no choice but to pay a skilled craftsman to weave a chicken coop that could be carried on his back.

Although Feng Sijiu's customer's request was very strange, he couldn't stand the amount of money he paid until the finished product came out.

Feng Sijiu was very satisfied. The straps were made of leather, and they were made into a semicircle for the convenience of carrying them.

The flat side backrest, the entire chicken coop, is just the right size to hold Nuqing chickens, and the old man thoughtfully installed a baffle under the chicken coop that can be removed at will.

I have no other idea, just to stop the chicken shit, so as not to drop the shit when carrying it on my back, anyway, Feng Sijiu is very satisfied, the money is given in place, and he also promised that he might come again in the future.

There were almost two days of preparation work. At noon on this day, Feng Sijiu packed the things he needed into his backpack one by one in the hall, and there was a big rooster in the hall wearing colorful feathers and a blood-red meat crown standing tall. Excitedly chasing a basketball and rolling around.

From time to time, he would jump up and give the basketball a kick. Seeing this scene, Feng Sijiu was a little worried, whether this guy would catch the basketball.

Of course, he wasn't feeling sorry for the basketball, he was just afraid that if the basketball exploded, it would make the Angry Chicken burp, after all, it was still a chicken.

After Nu Qingji kicked the basketball over again, Feng Sijiu reached out to stop the basketball, and then put it away.

Looking at the Nuqing Chicken, Feng Sijiu remembered that he couldn't keep the Nuqing Chicken crowing, after all, it was a fake spirit beast.

You really need to think about this question carefully. Calling Fenghuang sounds like a hen, and calling Suzaku feels too high-profile, so I will call you from now on:
"Xuanfeng, Feng is not a phoenix, sounds really good, remember, Xuanfeng will be your name from now on."

The Nuqing chicken with a name didn't show its head up and singing. Instead, seeing that its toy was taken away, it could only spread its wings and wave back and forth in protest. Feng Sijiu didn't bother to pay attention to its protest.

Instead, he went upstairs to change his clothes, and after closing all the doors and windows of the house, he let Nuqingji Xuanfeng enter the cage, and then picked up the backpack in his hand, and the virtual panel appeared again in front of him.

Skillfully opening the Tomb Raider dungeon, Feng Sijiu clicked towards the golden door that showed the ancient city of Jingjue, and then felt a tugging sensation wrapping his whole body again.

Immediately afterwards, within a second, Feng Sijiu disappeared without a trace again, as if there was no one in the hall at all.

When Feng Sijiu saw the picture again, he saw that the buildings on both sides were all rammed loess walls, and many banners and slogans were hung on them. It was very chicken soup and encouraging.

Full of 80s feeling, wait?Feng Sijiu always felt that something was wrong, the capital of the 80s didn't seem so poor.

Sure enough, when Feng Sijiu walked out of the alley and met the uncle, when the other party spoke, the Shaanxi dialect came rushing towards him.

Feng Sijiu could understand half of it, but then everyone else was dumbfounded, because this is really not the capital BJ, but Gutian County, Shaanxi.

Calling up the virtual panel, Feng Sijiu found that the plot reminder appeared again, and when he looked up, he was even more stunned, what a fucking mistake.

Because Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan have already come out of the Kwantung Army Fortress in Yerengou, and under the introduction of Da Jinya, they are now on their way to the archaeological team.

In Gutian County, Feng Sijiu's eyes froze. When he mentioned this place name, he immediately thought of a person. In fact, he never believed in chance encounters.

It's like being rescued by the partridge whistle when going to Pingshan, and now the dog system has let him cross over here, if it's not before crossing in.

Feng Sijiu still has many chances to start the game, as well as room for imagination, but now there is only one chance in front of him.

This dog system really doesn't play its cards according to the routine. To be honest, Feng Sijiu thinks it's a bit too early to go to see that person now, at least it shouldn't be at this point in time.

But now he has already opened his bow and there is no turning back. From the moment he came in, it may have been doomed.

Along the way, Feng Sijiu was looking for someone to inquire about the location of the guest house. Fortunately, the Gutian County guest house was not far away from him.

"Hello comrade, may I ask, is the archaeological team from BJ in our guest house?"

The waiter saw that Feng Sijiu was wearing a bag and a chicken coop, so he didn't find it unusual.

She was just about to answer, when she suddenly saw a person walking towards here with a kettle, so she hurriedly smiled and said hello:

"Professor Sun, fetch water yourself."

When Feng Sijiu heard Professor Sun's three words, he hurriedly looked at him, and saw that he was an old man with half-white hair. Although he was wearing glasses, he could still see his eyes and expression, as if he was sleeping. Insufficient look.

"Yes, Xiaoye."

"Oh, by the way, professor, this comrade, said that he wants to find the archaeological team from BJ, I think it should be you."

After hearing this, Professor Sun turned his gaze to Feng Sijiu aside. At first glance, he didn't recognize him, but at the second glance, he was puzzled. Could it be that there was some new keel discovered?
"Comrade, what do you want from our archaeological team?"

Feng Sijiu didn't hide his purpose, after all he really didn't have much time.

"I'm not looking for the archaeological team, I'm looking for Feng Xuewu."

It's been too long, it's been a long, long time since the name has been mentioned, especially not from someone else's mouth.

Sun Xuewu was extremely shocked at the moment, after all, there were no more than two people in the world who knew his real surname.

(End of this chapter)