Tomb Raiders Codex

Chapter 46
As the sun sets to the west, the sound of birds flapping their wings can be heard from time to time in the forest. The birds in the high places are not easy to deal with, and the pheasants and wild ducks are easier to fight.

Most people will be confused when they enter the forest, but I am very good at finding the way. I was used to staying in the mountains when I was a child. Later, for a while, I also sold 'Heizhen', which is wild fungus, and I often went into the mountains. , so finding a way to hunt wild food in the mountains is not difficult for me at all.

Not long after, I found some traces of animals, three-striped footprints, which should be pheasants.Pheasant meat is generally not very fat, but it has a strong meat flavor and can be eaten in a variety of ways. Of course, it is not recommended to eat these now, because with the destruction of the environment, these things have become less and less. awareness of protection.

I remember when I was a child, there were still a lot of pheasants on the mountain, and they were often hunted at that time.No shotgun, use a slingshot.Pheasants don't run as fast as rabbits and birds, but they have very sensitive hearing, and they often disappear when people approach them.But as long as you can get within four meters of them, you generally can't run away.

I followed the footprints and moved forward carefully. After a while, I saw a red-necked pheasant, strutting and pecking among the grass. It was about 20 meters away from me. I had to approach carefully so as not to be let down by it.

Just as he was about to go there, he suddenly heard a bang, and the pheasant fell down in the grass.At first I didn't understand why, until a fat man jumped out and twisted the pheasant up, I suddenly realized that someone had shot.

I've seen shotguns before, but what the man was holding was a small pistol.

How can an ordinary person have a pistol?

Take a closer look at that person's appearance, hey, isn't that the bald fat man?Why did he also enter the valley?
If it was a coincidence before, something is wrong now.It seems that the identities of these two people are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

Since the bald fat man had a gun in his hand, I didn't know what they were doing, so I didn't make a sound, hid in the grass, watched the direction in which the fat man was leaving, and followed quietly.

It turned out that this person was also camped at the mouth of the valley, not far from us. The little beauty was sitting by the fire, and the bald man washed and peeled the pheasant, and roasted it on the fire. He only listened to it while roasting. One side said: "Is there really a treasure in that place? What if it doesn't work?"

The little beauty sat by the fire with a proud expression, and scolded: "Useless things, I say there are them, if you want to survive, you should do things for me, dare to have two hearts, and be careful of your dog's life."

The bald fat man flinched, and quickly laughed along with him: "I was wrong, look at my ugly mouth." After saying that, they didn't dare to say any more, and the two of them didn't say anything else as they grilled meat in a proper manner.

I just feel strange in my heart.This bald and fat man looks quite rich, and he has a gun in his hand. What is his background?However, no matter what this fat man does, he is definitely not a good thing. Why is he so jealous of this little beauty?

What is the baby in his mouth?
Could it be that there are other hidden treasures in this mountain?
The two didn't continue talking. I waited for a while, knowing that I couldn't hear any other news. If I stayed any longer, Tofu wouldn't look for me everywhere when I didn't come back. His pig brain, If you get separated, you will lose more than you gain.

Thinking of this, I immediately pulled away and left, thinking that one more thing is worse than one less thing, no matter what kind of treasure he is, there are things from the tomb of the ghost king Yulong, it is enough for us to swallow, these two people are not good, so we should separate them The distance was good, so I went back quietly. On the way back, I caught a rabbit and prepared to bake it with tofu. As soon as we arrived at our camp, apart from the bonfire that was about to be extinguished, where was the shadow of tofu?

Not only that, but even our backpacks are gone, obviously the boy Tofu has run away.

If I say I don’t believe in others, Tofu definitely does. He can’t leave me alone for no reason, something must have happened.I walked to the fire, keeping a vigilant mind and paying attention to the clues around me, and soon I saw some yellow mud that had been rubbed out.

It was as if someone had stumbled on dry dirt and the shoe had kicked up a layer of dirt.

This yellow mud mark stretched forward intermittently. I roughly made a guess in my mind. At that time, Tofu must have encountered something. He was so scared that he picked up his burden and ran forward before he could leave a mark for me. .

what will it beThere are many wild beasts and fierce tigers among these lofty mountains. Could it be that Tofu has encountered some wild beasts?How should this be done?
I walked along the footprints all the way, pulled out the dagger, and was very vigilant in my heart. Immediately afterwards, the mud print disappeared in front of a big tree. I immediately looked up, and as expected, a pair of people appeared on the tall tree branch. Feet, although I can't see the upper body, but I can recognize the trouser legs and shoes, isn't it just tofu?

What is he hiding there for?
Is there any danger on this ground?
I subconsciously looked under my feet, and there was no abnormality on the flat ground, which made me feel a little nervous, and I called out to the tree: "Xiaodou, what trick are you playing?"

Hearing my voice, the man on the tree moved, squatted down, poked his head out, looked at me, his dark eyes rolled around, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "Finally gone." He slid along the tree trunk When I got down, I seemed to have lingering fears. Before I could speak, I said: "Pervert, how bad is your luck? How can you be so unlucky following you?"

I knew something was wrong, so I asked calmly, "What happened just now?"

Tofu said that he was sitting on baking socks and waiting for me to come back, when he suddenly felt itchy under his buttocks, he stretched out his hand and touched a fat yellow ant.At that time, he didn't care about it, he directly pressed the ant to death, and continued to roast.As a result, within a minute, dense rustling sounds were heard in his ears, and when he looked around, countless yellow ants crawled out of the surrounding ground and rushed towards him.

The overwhelming posture scared him to pick up his things and run away.While running, he found that the yellow ants were afraid of the 'camphor tree', so he hid in the tree nearby.But he is short-sighted. After he climbed high, the yellow ants were the same color as the soil, and it was difficult to distinguish them. He didn't know if those things had left.

When I heard him say this, I was choked up and couldn't say a word.

After listening to him, I knew what it was. The yellow ants he was talking about were called 'light-chasing ants'.There is a saying that moths pounce on the fire. In fact, moths are not the only ones that pounce on the fire. This kind of light-chasing ants also pounce on the fire, which can be seen in the stove holes in rural areas in some places.

But this is the first time I heard of the swarms of light-chasing ants described by tofu. It is estimated that some light-chasing ants were attracted by the bonfire and emerged from the soil, but they were strangled to death by tofu. The one who is strangled by tofu is the king ant.

There is a scent gland on the head of the king ant. After it touches human hands, the smell can last for many days. No matter how much you wash it, it can’t be washed off.

So I said: "I can't blame me for this matter, you can only blame your slut. It's just borrowing from your ass to attack it. Are you going to kill it? This place may belong to the light-chasing ants." Gathering place, it looks like we have to camp somewhere else." It was almost nightfall at this moment, and in about half an hour, it was estimated that it would be completely dark.

The tofu has provoked the light-chasing ants, so it is definitely not possible to camp here at night, not to mention the place where the bald and fat man camped is not far from us. Although it is not safe to walk on the mountain road at night, it is better than staying where we are. I thought about it, and then Decided to go one more hour ahead and re-elect the campsite.

Tofu was afraid that the ants would retaliate, but he didn't object, so we took advantage of the night to walk deep into the canyon. We walked for more than an hour. Apart from encountering a snake and almost being bitten along the way, there was no other danger.

I chose a place and was about to set up camp when suddenly, in the dead of night, there was a faint singing sound.

Deep mountains and old forests, deserted valleys, pitch black, how could someone be singing?

Tofu glanced at me, with a nervous look on his face, and said, "Is the singer a human or a ghost?"

I was also a little uncertain, but in order to comfort Tofu, I said calmly: "There are so many gods and ghosts in the world. I think there are probably other people in this place besides us. I'll go and have a look."

"Don't." Tofu tugged at my arm, shrank his head and said, "Let it sing, let's not mess with it."

In fact, in the middle of the night, I was asked to look for something that I don't know whether it is a human or a ghost. I was a little scared. Although I was brave, it was not so big that ghosts and ghosts were not afraid of it.After Tofu said that, I had a step down, so I said with a tiger face: "Look at you, forget it, if you don't go, don't go, lest I go, and you are scared to pee your pants by yourself."

As I said that, I set up a bonfire, cleaned up the rabbit, and roasted it on the fire. The golden rabbit meat, paired with some natural plant spices in the mountains, roasted it with a strong meaty aroma, which makes people feel delicious. The index finger moved.Our mouths were full of oil after eating this meal, and the fatigue of the day seemed to have disappeared. The only unsatisfactory thing was the singing.

The singing was indistinguishable from male to female, and if it was present or absent, it always made people feel nervous. Tofu suggested that it would be too dangerous for both of them to fall asleep, and it would be better to take turns to watch the night.

This remark was exactly what I wanted, and immediately I let Tofu go to bed first, and stayed in the middle of the night by myself, and took out the work notes left by my grandfather, turned the notes to the section about the phoenix turning its neck, and sat by the fire to study.

(End of this chapter)