Tomb Raiders: Fusion of Yan and Double Eagles at the Beginning

　　By the way, in Geng Lisan's cemetery, the cold wind is the same as here, and it hurts his face.

　　The uncle picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile, "The old friend is finally here."

　　He filled the three empty wine glasses on the table, picked one up and drank it himself.

　　Zhang Lin looked at the air next to him and just thought it was funny.

　　what is coming?

　　Where is anyone.

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　　"Master, your friends are here, I'll pick them up at the door?" Zhang Lin shouted.

　　"You don't have to be here anymore."

　　Zhang Lin stood up, walked towards the table, then walked to the door, and looked out, there was no one outside the door.

　　Looking up and looking further afield, there was no one at all.

　　"Master, stop joking, how can anyone else be here?"

　　The uncle had already drank half of the liquor in his wine glass. He smiled at the air next to him and said, "This kid is rude, don't blame him."

　　Hearing this, a pimple appeared on Zhang Lin's face.

　　There are only two people here, the uncle and him. Why does the uncle insist that this air is human?

　　"Master, don't you have a fever, right?" Zhang Lin walked over and wanted to take a look, but was stopped by the uncle.

　　"I'm reminiscing with my old friend, you go back to your room first."

　　Zhang Lin refused. How could he go away? He just wanted to figure out this weird scene.

　　He bowed to the air and said, "Since someone is here, can you invite me for a drink?"

　　As soon as the voice fell, a gust of cold wind blew past.

　　The wine glass that was still standing on the table made a buzzing sound, and then the wine glass flew off the table and flew to Zhang Lin.

　　Zhang Lin watched in surprise as the wine in the wine glass poured into his mouth.

　　The uncle stood up, held the wine glass with a smile, and persuaded: "Why bother with a junior, he is not sensible, so don't make trouble anymore."

　　The two wine glasses left Zhang Lin's mouth and returned to the table with a swoosh.

　　Zhang Lin stood there, watching all this in surprise.

　　If he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't have believed it.

　　Seeing how frightened he looked, the uncle turned his head and said, "Go back to the room and rest."

　　Zhang Lin slowed down and didn't go back. He had a lot of questions to ask.

　　"Excuse me, who are the two of you, why are you here, and do you know anyone from the Geng family?"

　　After this last question, the wine glasses on the table hummed again.

　　The two wine glasses collided violently, as if they were going to fight to the death.

　　Zhang Lin was stunned, what does this mean?Fairies fight?

　　The uncle was very angry about this, and turned to Zhang Lin angrily: "Why are you disobedient?"

　　Zhang Lin is also in a hurry. He really wants to find out about the Geng family. Since this uncle is related to the Geng family, his friends must also know about the Geng family.

　　More importantly, there are only two days left until the agreed time, and I have to leave today.

　　Before leaving, he encountered such a strange scene, he must have figured it out.

　　The two wine glasses on the table made a clicking sound.

　　After a while, the two cups shattered into scum.

　　The uncle sighed and turned back to the house.

　　Zhang Lin frowned as he looked at the debris on the table, "Why do you guys fight like this?"

　　He also wondered, he just mentioned the Geng family, how did the two of them get on with each other?

　　After the uncle entered the room, he never came out again. Zhang Lin knocked on the door several times, but he didn't open it.

　　"This old man is really angry." Zhang Lin muttered.

　　The sky was getting darker and the time was running out. If I didn't leave again, I would definitely not be able to go back within the agreed time.

　　This time when he came out, he didn't fully understand what happened to the Geng family.

　　He walked to the room where he worshipped, took off the tablet of the Geng family, and put it into his clothes.

　　"I'm sorry, uncle, I took away the tablet of the Geng family."

　　Taking advantage of the night, Zhang Lin left the residence.

　　All night driving, everything around is pitch black.

　　Fortunately, there were a few fireflies that brought him some light.

　　After walking all night, Zhang Lin couldn't help but sit down and rest until dawn.

　　He found a big tree and sat down against the trunk... .

　　After a short rest, he resumed his journey.

　　After walking for a day, I returned to the cemetery when it was dark.

　　After returning to the cemetery, as soon as he walked in, a cold wind blew over.

　　"Geng Lisan? I'm back."

　　Zhang Lin shouted, but no one answered him.

　　He walked forward again and came to the side of the coffin, only to find that Geng Lisan fell to the ground with a very weak look on his face.

　　"You can't be wiped out." Zhang Lin shouted, the poison in his body was still waiting for Geng Lisan to solve it.

　　Geng Li turned his eyes with difficulty, and one of the eyes fell into Zhang Lin's palm.

　　"Fuck!" Zhang Lin was about to throw it out.

　　"Don't!" Geng Lisan made a weak voice.

　　Zhang Lin stretched out his hand and put his eyeballs into Geng Lisan's eye sockets.

　　"What's wrong with you, how did you become like this?" Zhang Lin felt very strange.

　　"Maybe I've waited too long. It's been a hundred years, and it's about to disappear. How did you find out, who is framing the Geng family?"

　　Hearing this question, Zhang Lin shook his head: "I didn't find out."

　　Geng Lisan's eyes became scarlet, but it only lasted for a while.

　　"It seems that the sky is going to kill my Geng family. We are not clear about our death, and we will be unwilling to live forever."

　　"Don't worry, although I didn't find out, I brought the tablet back to you." Zhang Lin said and took out the things hidden in his clothes.

　　A black tombstone with the name of the ancestors of the Geng family inscribed in small seal.

　　"Actually, there has been only one person dedicated to your Geng family for so many years," Zhang Lin said.

　　After Geng Lisan saw the tablet, his expression became moved.

　　"Yeah, I really can't imagine that someone would remember our Geng family."

　　Zhang Lin frowned: "So can you get rid of the poison in my body first?"

　　Geng Lisan, still immersed in emotion, nodded: "Okay."

　　He removed the bones of his hand, approached his face, pierced it hard, and squeezed out a drop of blood.

　　"Swallow it, this is the antidote."

　　Zhang Lin didn't want to get close to that face, so he wiped the drop of blood with his hands, put the blood into his mouth, and swallowed it.

　　In an instant, Zhang Lin felt a lot more relaxed.

　　Geng Lisan was getting weaker and weaker as he held the tablet. .

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　　"Zhang Lin, after I'm gone, can you help me erect a tombstone outside?" Geng Lisan said.

　　Zhang Lin nodded, he understood that Geng Lisan didn't want the Geng family to disappear so silently, leaving a tombstone as the only memory of the Geng family in the world.

　　The night was getting darker, and Zhang Lin planned to leave.

　　When he was about to leave, a sharp shout stopped him: "Wait, where did you get the tablet?"

　　Zhang Lin looked back and saw that it was the old woman lying on the ground who was talking.

　　She looked very weak, as if she was about to die.

　　Not the arrogance of the past.

　　"I brought it from an old man. He said that the ancestor of the Geng family was kind to his family, so he kept offering it."

　　"Who, say his name."

　　Zhang Lin shook his head. He really didn't know. He had asked the uncle's name before, but the uncle would not say anything.

　　"Zhang Lin, are you lying to me?" the old woman asked suddenly.

　　"Why do you say that?" He took out this tablet secretly. twenty one

　　"Why are there incense offerings, but we have been trapped here, and now our souls are about to disperse."

　　Zhang Lin was also puzzled. According to common sense, if someone offered incense, the soul would not suffer, and should be reincarnated as an adult.

　　But why was the opposite after the Geng family was enshrined?

　　Is it because there are too few incense offerings?