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

Chapter 236

　　The uncle came over in a hurry, grabbed the basin in Zhang Lin's hand, and threw it aside.

　　Zhang Lin thought it was interesting, he just took a shower, why was he nervous.

　　"I didn't wash it well, I'll wash it again." Zhang Lin said.

　　The uncle kicked the basin far away: "No, don't wash it."

　　Zhang Lin felt even more strange: "Why, you don't know how dirty the hot spring is."

　　He didn't go any further.

　　The uncle sighed: "No matter how dirty the hot spring is, it is still spring water, and that spring water is a gift from God."

　　Zhang Lin didn't want to hear it, thinking of the dark water, he wanted to jump into the Yangtze River to wash it now.

　　"Okay, the weather is still cold now, in case you catch a cold, tomorrow's apprenticeship salute will not be held." The uncle said faintly.

　　Is he caring about himself?

　　Zhang Lin quickly reacted, and the focus of this sentence was in the second half: "Even if I am sick, can I still participate in the apprenticeship ceremony?"

　　The uncle shook his head: "This is very particular. If you are sick, it means that I have accepted a sick bun as an apprentice, which is not a good sign."

　　And that's the point?

　　Zhang Lin muttered dissatisfiedly: "Master, what are you trying to teach me?"

　　"The time is not yet, you will know when it is." The uncle stared at the black layer behind Zhang Lin's neck, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

　　But before Zhang Lin could find out, his smile stopped, replaced by a calm expression on his face.

　　"Zhang Lin, listen to me. When I pass the secret technique to you, I won't stop you from doing anything you want."

　　Hearing the word "secret technique", Zhang Lin couldn't help but want to inquire about it first: "What can this secret technique do, can it make money?"

　　The uncle frowned: "Learning secret arts is a very serious matter."

　　Zhang Lin understood, but he couldn't.

　　The uncle asked him to sit down in the yard and no longer let him go out.

　　Zhang Lin sat down on the small bench.

　　By noon, it was getting darker, and the sun seemed to be completely blocked.

　　"Zhang Lin, when you learn the secret technique, the first thing you need to do is to retrieve the tablet of the Geng family." The uncle said suddenly.

　　Zhang Lin frowned. If he found the tablet of the Geng family, the uncle would probably continue to enshrine it.

　　If that tablet has been enshrined, the souls of the Geng family will disperse.

　　Fortunately, he has already destroyed the tablet.

　　He nodded perfunctorily: "Well, I see."

　　"Zhang Lin, I have no descendants. After the apprenticeship is over tomorrow, you will be my heir, understand?"

　　"I know, Master." Zhang Lin called out first.

　　The uncle waved his hand: "it's not time yet, don't call me master yet."

　　When the uncle spoke, his face could not help but turn around, Zhang Lin glanced at it, and cursed in his heart.

　　On that face, only half of it was black before, and now the blackness has spread to the other half of the face.

　　Almost, the whole face turned black.

　　Zhang Lin was surprised. It had only been a few hours. How could his face have changed so much.

　　"What's wrong with your face, why is it all black?"

　　The uncle touched his face, and then said: "Yes, I'm really not young in wrestling. Old people, if they bump a little bit, they will be injured. You don't have to worry about me, these bruises will disappear in a few days. All right."

　　Zhang Lin felt a little strange in his heart, is this a bruise?If this is blue, what is black?

　　The uncle's face is obviously the same as that black spring water.

　　Zhang Lin was lying, unable to fall asleep, and his heartbeat accelerated, as if something was about to happen.

　　He didn't fall asleep until dawn, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open.

　　There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and the uncle stood at the door and shouted, "Zhang Lin, get up."

　　Zhang Lin glanced at the door irritably, and after seeing a smile, he could only say, "I'll come right over."

　　When he packs up, it's only six o'clock.

　　Zhang Lin looked at the old-fashioned wall clock and thought to himself, why did this uncle get up so early.

　　He came to the yard, and the uncle pointed to a black dress on the table and said, "This is for you."

　　Zhang Lin picked up his clothes, looked at it again, and called out to him again in his heart.

　　This dress is similar to a Taoist robe, only it is all black.

　　"What kind of clothes are these, so ugly, I don't want to wear them." Zhang Lin knew that he must have let him wear it at the ceremony.

　　The uncle had a serious look on his face: "Zhang Lin, this is a rule that cannot be broken."

　　Zhang Lin threw his clothes on the table. It was a grand ceremony. The name was grand. In fact, it was only him and the old man...

　　"Isn't it just kneeling down to change clothes?" Zhang Lin said.

　　This sentence irritated the uncle, and the uncle stood up suddenly and stared at Zhang Lin: "I said long ago that the ceremony is a very serious matter. If you regret it, you can leave now."

　　Zhang Lin picked up the corner of his mouth: "Really? Then I'm leaving."

　　Anyway, he didn't want to learn any secret arts. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to help the Geng family find the truth, he would have left long ago.

　　He took a few steps to the door, but the uncle became anxious.

　　"Zhang Lin, wait, are you really leaving?"

　　Zhang Lin turned around, looked at the anxious eyes of the uncle, and smiled in his heart. He really guessed it, and the uncle was reluctant to leave by himself.

　　"It was my bad tone just now, so I will compensate you," said the uncle.

　　Zhang Lin waved his hand: "How can the master apologize to the apprentice, I just don't leave."

　　The uncle relaxed after hearing this. Tonight's ceremony is particularly important, which is also part of his plan.

　　The two sat down in the yard again. The uncle poured Zhang Lin a cup of tea and put it aside. Zhang Lin understood that this was to please himself.

　　I'm afraid that I will regret it again.

　　Zhang Lin quietly picked up the teacup and drank it, and then said, "This tea is good."

　　"This is the best Longjing. If it wasn't for a distinguished guest, I wouldn't take it out."

　　Zhang Lin smiled: "No wonder, this box of tea leaves has not been touched."

　　The uncle was a little unhappy at being ridiculed: "There are very few people here, and I don't communicate much with people outside. It's normal to have few friends."

　　Zhang Lin wanted to say something, a dark shadow was reflected in the teacup.

　　He looked up and saw a crow.

　　Go go go he waved away.

　　The crow did not fly away, but flew to the roof.

　　The uncle looked up, and the crow's eyes became blood red.

　　Zhang Lin didn't notice that he was drinking the second cup of tea.

　　In the blink of an eye, it was noon, and it was dusk.

　　The uncle stood up, looked up at the sky, and said slowly: "It's almost, it's almost."

　　Zhang Lin narrowed his eyes, as if waiting for what happened next.

　　"Let's go, let's go back and prepare." The uncle said.

　　Zhang Lin also stood up and walked into the house. .

Chapter 237

　　The uncle walked in front, Zhang Lin followed, and for some reason, a strong smell came over.

　　It was as if something had rotted away.

　　Zhang Lin frowned, recalling that there was nothing to eat in the house. His usual meal was potatoes, and there were no snacks.

　　What does it taste like?

　　He followed the uncle closely, and the closer the distance, the stronger the smell.

　　"How many days have you not changed your clothes?" Zhang Lin asked.

　　After hearing this, the uncle was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said with a smile, "Yeah, I've been forgetting things recently. I've been wearing this dress for a few months."

　　"A great gift to my teacher, I changed my clothes, but what about you?" Zhang Lin asked again.

　　"I'm an old man, and I'm old, so I don't have any taboos, but you're a young man, so be careful." The uncle said and stepped into the worship room.

　　Zhang Lin looked at the time: "It's not even time yet, what are you doing here so early?"

　　"Come here first to familiarize yourself with the process, so that you won't be confused." The uncle was very anxious, and the speed of his speech became very fast. He grabbed Zhang Lin's hand and refused to let go.

　　Until both of them knelt in front of the offering table, the uncle picked up a dagger and slashed his palm.

　　21 chanted a spell in his mouth.

　　Zhang Lin turned his head to take a look, and he was almost startled.

　　The uncle's entire face turned black, and while chanting a spell, he said, "It's too late, it's too late."