Tomb Raider: Becoming an Ancient God, Starting from Seeing the Indestructible God

"Chen Xuehan."

Wu Xie was the most excited and ran over first.

Seeing this, Lu Feng let him go. It was good to have someone to ask for him.

Chen Xuehan was boiling water in the boiler. When he heard the voice, he looked up and saw Wu Xie and others standing in front of him: "You called me?"

"Excuse me, we want to ask you something-." Wu Xie said politely.

"You go ahead." Chen Xuehan said.

"The oil painting in the post office was painted by you, right?"

"Oil painting?"

Chen Xuehan was stunned for a long time, then he remembered that he did paint an oil painting: "That is the oil painting I copied, the original painting is not painted by me."

"Where did you copy it?"

"In the Jila training ground." Chen Xuehan said, pointing to the snow mountain, "There is a Lama temple in that direction, it's there."

"Thank you."

Wu Xie said and stuffed a few coins into Chen Xuehan's hand.

"Are you going to the Jira Training Ground?"

"Yes."

"Jira Training Ground is generally not open to outsiders, only locals can enter." Chen Xuehan took the money and offered to lead the way, "I'll take you there."

"Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

Chen Xuehan smiled and waved his hand: "Are you going to buy the original painting? I tell you, the original painting will not be sold. You should be mentally prepared."

"Has anyone wanted to buy it before?"

"Yes."

"Look at the picture frame and embroidery nails in the post office. You have been copying that painting for many years, right?"

"Twenty years."

Chen Xuehan nodded.

"How did you think of copying it?"

"I don't know. It was Lama Deren who insisted that I copy it. After I finished the painting, I hung it in the post office and never moved it."

In Canghaihua, Zhang Haike and Zhang Wenxing set up a trap to hang more paintings on the wall to highlight this oil painting, and Wu Xie found it at a glance.

Now Zhang Haixing and Zhang Wenxing have become Lu Feng's people, and the timeline has been advanced by several years. The so-called trap naturally does not exist.

So, Wu Xie ignored the oil painting.

"Have you seen the person in the painting?"

"No."

Chen Xuehan shook his head and set off with everyone.

On the snow-covered mountain steps, only a path for one person to go up and down was cleared, and the steps were steep and almost straight up and down.

The first thing that came into view was an extremely dilapidated temple door, only half a person wide.

There is a small courtyard behind, with many stone mills, stone tables and stone chairs.

At the end of the courtyard is a house built against the mountain. The house extends upwards and there is no end in sight. The space inside the house is not very large.

There are several young lamas in the courtyard. It is not surprising to see them come in. They do what they need to do.

Chen Xuehan explained the purpose of their visit to them in Tibetan.

One of the lamas took them to a larger building, went around the back of the house and went up all the way. I don’t know how many rooms they passed before stopping.Down.

This is a Zen room, the light is very dim.

There are hundreds and thousands of scriptures piled up around.

"Why are the windows covered with blankets?"

Wang Pangzi said as he was about to take down the blanket.

"Don't want light."

"This?"

Wang Pangzi looked at the source of the sound and saw oil lamps lit up.

It turned out that there were six lamas, one old and five young, practicing in the darkness.

"Is this your way of practicing?" Wang Pangzi asked in surprise.

The old lama nodded and pointed to the cushion in front of him and said, "Please sit down."

Lu Feng and his companions sat down one after another, and the not-so-big Zen room suddenly became a little crowded.

The old lama also found Zhang Qiling at this time, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face. He muttered to himself, "It's like, too much like."

"What is like?" Lu Feng asked.

"More than 40 years ago, I saw a young man who was just like him."

The old lama didn't think it was the same person.

After all, no one can be the same as they were when they were young after more than 40 years.

Chen Xuehan also told the old lama the reason for coming here.

The old lama glanced at Zhang Qiling and said, "It seems that you have a different relationship with him, but this painting cannot be given to you."

"We didn't come here for the painting. Tell us about its origin." Lu Feng said.

The old lama nodded: "Fifty years ago, I remember it was the third week of the heavy snow closing the mountain..."

"I swept all the snow in front of the door and placed three large charcoal stoves in front of the temple. I met him when I added charcoal for the fourth time."

"I asked him where he came from, he said in the mountains, and pointed to the hinterland of the snow-capped mountains, which was an uninhabited area."

"I asked him where he was going, he said he was going outside, passing by here to roast a fire, warm up and leave."

"I invited him to rest in the temple."

"Strangely, he knew that there were 127 rooms in our temple."

"We also found the remains of Lama Deren in an unused room."

The old lama closed his eyes and recited scriptures silently.

Seemed to be recalling something.

Wu Xie was anxious and asked, "What happened next?"

"He stayed in the room where Lama Deren died, and we also found information about Lama Deren."

"It turns out that Lama Deren existed when the Lama Temple was first established. Lama Deren is an inherited title, just like the abbot in the temple."

"I was very curious, so I asked him what was going on."

"He said that he would forget something every once in a while, and Lama Deren would record his memory before he forgot."

Zhang Qiling was refreshed and listened carefully.

"It turns out that he came to the snow mountain to find someone named Dong Can."

"The story in between is a bit long. You can look at the records of the year. I will find it for you now." The old lama found a copy from a pile of scriptures.

Lu Feng opened it and took a look. (Reading violent novels, justGo to Faloo Novel Network! )

The above information is very long.

To put it simply.

In the early 20th century, a horse team composed of personnel from different countries, including Dong Can, entered the Himalayas together.

After encountering a landslide in the Himalayas, they entered a valley and found a large black metal ball three or four stories high.

There were also thousands of small metal balls around, gold, iron, lead, silver, and various names.

The horse team fought for the gold ball.

In the end, only six left alive.

Dong Can was one of them.

But Dong Can also disappeared later, and only a letter was handed to Deren Lama, asking him to send it to the Zhang family in Northeast China.

Later, Zhang Qiling came to find the missing Dong Can.

Zhang Qiling found an oil painting in the room where Dong Can lived, and the painting showed a huge and beautiful lake.

At that time, Lama Deren guessed that it was on Mount Gangren Gebo.

Then Zhang Qiling went there.

After reading it, Lu Feng handed it to Zhang Qiling.

"What happened next?"[]

Zhang Qiling looked at the scroll and felt that it had nothing to do with him.

"The scroll behind is not here. After decades, I can't remember where I put it. I'll ask them to look for it and let you know when they find it."

"That's good."

Zhang Qiling had no choice but to agree.

Lu Feng also knew that it would be troublesome to find the scroll, so everyone stayed in the training ground.

"What do you think Dong Can wrote in the letter?" Wu Xie asked curiously.

"Who knows?" Wang Yue said.

"What's the use of guessing? We'll know when the old lama finds the memory scroll." Fatty Wang said lightly while roasting the fire.

"Aren't you curious?"

"The answer is in the memory scroll. Why bother with your brain? The temperature here is so low. I really don't want to use my brain."

Wu Xie: "..."

In the evening, a young lama brought a scroll, which happened to be related to Dong Can's matter.

This was recorded by the old lama when Zhang Qiling returned from the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Back then, Zhang Qiling went through many twists and turns and entered the hinterland of the snow-capped mountains without any danger.

There was a lake in that valley. Only the center of the lake was not frozen. The whole lake was fan-shaped, and the handle of the fan went straight to the end of the valley.

At the end of the canyon, a temple was built in the air.

Zhang Qiling saw a deformed woman in the temple.

Her deformity was not congenital, but her limbs were broken in the opposite direction, and only the skin was hanging on her body.

Her eyes were blind and turbid, as if she was blinded by smoke.

"Too much!"

As women, Zhang Haixing and Zhang Wenxing looked unhappy when they saw this. If they want to kill someone, just kill him. Why torture him like this?

"Keep watching."

There are even more outrageous things.

Zhang Qiling saw a picture of the King of Hell riding a corpse in the temple.

A hideous King of Hell, riding a corpseA naked female corpse was walking through the forest. The corpse was blind and crawled on her elbows and knees.

Zhang Qiling suspected that the girl in the temple was the mount of the King of Hell.

"What a pervert!"

Fatty Wang was stunned. Running with a naked female corpse?

"What is this King of Hell?"

Zhang Haixing gritted his teeth.

"Whatever it is, get it!"

Zhang Wenxing's voice was like frost in October, making people shiver.

"Later, Zhang Qiling was attacked by a blue-robed man. After a fight, he realized that it was a test and told Zhang Qiling many things."

"It turned out that the blue-robed man called himself Kangbalo and lived in a river valley in the snow-capped mountains."

"That river valley is called Kangbalo. There is a sapphire-like lake in the valley, which is the lake in the oil painting."

"The Kangbalo people told him that Dong Can became a chieftain in Kangbalo Village and taught them how to deal with the demons on the snow-capped mountains."

"At this time, Dong Can also fell in love with a woman who became a demon sacrifice, but in the end he failed to save her."

"Later, Dong Can led The Kangbaluo people fought with the demon, sealed it in the bronze door, and then left the village.

"But the bronze door will open after a while, and the demon will come out again."

"Dong Can asked them to wait for a Han man named Zhang Qiling in the snowy mountains."

"That Zhang Qiling will help Kangbaluo deal with the demon and solve this disaster."

"The reason for attacking Zhang Qiling is that Kangbaluo wants to test Zhang Qiling's strength and see if he is the person they are looking for."

Zhang Qiling felt that his brain was about to explode. The past scenes appeared like a movie. He tried to recall but was stopped by an invisible force.