Tomb Raiders: Inherit the King, start the Yunnan Insect Valley

The Iron Lama immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, erected the iron rod on his back in front of him, and closed his eyes in silence.

Everyone else looked confused.

Under Wang Ye's eye-opening eyes, there is nothing to escape. The Lama Iron Rod is now struggling with A Dong's bardo body.

It's just that the Iron Rod Lama is getting old, plus Adong died tragically, and his resentment is too heavy.

The suffocation in the bardo body is extremely heavy.

The Iron Rod Lama was also entangled in Adong's bardo for a while.

The corner of Wang Ye's mouth grinned, he was obviously smiling, but his face was covered with frost.

Lama Tiebang is such an old man with a simple heart, he has no bad intentions, and he has nothing to feel sorry for A Dong. Why is he haunted by resentful spirits?

Just because he was old and weak, because he was the farthest away from Wang Ye, and because he was kind and compassionate and wanted to save A Dong's resentful soul at the last moment.

Do good people have to be bullied?

Wang Ye slowly took out the Chilong Red Copper Heaven Official Seal.

Wang Ye's face became darker and darker.

When Uncle Ming Peter Huang saw it, his face also changed drastically, thinking that Wang Ye was going to turn his back on him, he backed away in fright.

Even Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang were taken aback.

On the other hand, Shirley Yang saw that the Iron Rod Lama was wrong, and quickly ran to the Iron Rod Lama.

"Wang Ye, what happened to Lama Tiebang?"

Wang Ye's face was gloomy, "Lama Tiebang is possessed by A Dong's bardo."

Fatty Wang became anxious when he heard that, "Ah? Cousin, can you see? Then you hurry up and reason with Ah Dong. Lama Tiebang didn't let him down, so why not come to my fat man!"

Although Fatty Wang is greedy for money, he has a kind heart, and even he can't bear to see A Dong's behavior.

Wang Ye shook his head, "I'm not going to reason with him! I'm going to send him to hell!"

Wang Ye's face at this time was like a judge from the underworld, his face was as black as a horse.

Holding a palm-sized copper seal in his hand, the ground was covered with red cinnabar.

"Heavenly official suppresses evil! Du Gong talisman!"

Wang Ye slowly imprinted the Chilong Red Copper Heavenly Official Seal on the forehead of Lama Tiebang.

A gloomy wind of horns rolled up from around the Iron Rod Lama, and the dust was flying.

A Dong's shrill screams seemed to sound in the sand.

A Xiang covered her ears, "A Dong is begging for mercy, he said he is in so much pain and so scared!"

Wang Ye snorted coldly, "I'm afraid now? It's too late!"

After finishing speaking, Tianguan Yin received it, and Adong's bardo body was directly forced out of the iron rod lama's body.

Wang Ye looked at A Dong, who was already translucent and very weak, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, his eyes were cold, and he directly cast the fantasy hell transformation.

For living people, the illusion of hell is a skill that creates illusions, pulls people's consciousness into hell, and endures pain.

But for spirit bodies, the illusion of hell is much more terrifying.

The living are tortured to death in hell, where should the yin go.

As long as Wang Ye is willing to let go, he can be relieved.

Yin spirit, you can't even die, you can only endure pain and torture in hell.

Wang Ye was still a little dissatisfied, "Hell is a little less, there are only three for now, it's a little monotonous, and it will increase later, and you can enjoy other things."

Then Wang Ye squatted down and looked at Lama Tiebang.

The Iron Rod Lama's breathing gradually stabilized.

The complexion that had turned dead gray just now, with black blood vessels, has finally returned to pale.

Wang Ye put his hand on Lama Tiebang's body, and felt that Lama Tiebang's heartbeat returned to normal.

But the body is still a little weak.

In the original world line, the Iron Rod Lama suffered a lot.

Being picked up by bullshit—a lot of tossing is just to save a small life.

Now it looks like a blessing in disguise.

Wang Ye finally showed a sincere smile. Since he was blessed by misfortune, let Lama Tiebang's blessing be deeper.

Wang Ye still admires Lama Tiebang, who is upright, simple, and determined.

From the system space, Wang Ye carefully cut off a root of a thousand-year-old succulent.

The roots of the thousand-year-old meat fungus are full of refreshing juice, which can detoxify, and can also make weak people quickly recover health and energy.

Get fit and get rid of all diseases.

After Wang Ye put the thousand-year-old cinnamon slices into Lama Tiebang's mouth, less than a minute later, Lama Tiebang's face returned to ruddy and he opened his eyes.

The old man first looked around to make sure that no one was in trouble, and then he looked at himself in surprise.

After confirming that Iron Lama was fine, Wang Ye handed over the paper shell skeleton he found to Shirley Yang.

Xue Li Yang returned to the tower, and quickly found some useful clues from the cardboard shell by the flames of the cow dung pile.

It turned out that this was the Bible of a Portuguese missionary at that time, and it also recorded some clues about the tomb of the Devil's Mother.

It can be confirmed with the map of Guge Silver Eye and Uncle Ming.

It is further confirmed that the tomb of the Demon Mother is in the Karamir Pass.

When Wang Ye saw that the plot was finished, he leaned against the dirt wall to rest.

Seeing that Wang Ye had gone to bed, Uncle Ming, Peter Huang rested tremblingly.

At dawn the next day, Uncle Ming never mentioned what A Dong's corpse he had seen in the past, as if this person had never existed.

Uncle Ming himself rushed to the Karamir Pass.

It has been delayed for several days on the side of Guge King City, and it will be troublesome if the weather changes and the mountains are covered by heavy snow.

Everyone had a tacit understanding along the way, and no one mentioned Adong again.

Although the body of the Iron Rod Lama has been nursed back to health for thousands of years, it is still a little weak.

On the plateau, the Iron Rod Lama was nearly [-] years old, and he was smashed by Adong's bardo body again, and his vitality was severely damaged.

After Wang Ye thought about it, it would be safer to ask Lama Tiebang to recuperate at the herdsman's house after arriving near the Kalamir Pass and wait for the team to return.

Now that the approximate location of the tomb of the Devil and Ghost Mother has been determined, another guide must be found in the local area.

The only place where the Iron Rod Lama can help is in the various poems about the Demon Kingdom.

Others really don't know these things, and there are many clues and records about the Demon Kingdom hidden in it.

Wang Ye knew that these things would be of great use in the future.

Fortunately, Staff Officer Yang never forgets and has a good memory.

Wang Ye simply arranged for Tiebang Lama to recite poems for Staff Officer Yang every day along the way.

Even if it is specifically picked out about the Demon Kingdom, there are still many.

I heard Fatty Wang cast admiring glances at Xue Li Yang from time to time.

"Cousin Lao Hu, how do you think Staff Yang's brain grows so that you can remember it all? I fainted after hearing a few words~".

The corner of Wang Ye's mouth twitched slightly, "Cousin, don't be discouraged either. Everyone has their own way of killing pigs and butts. Snakes have snake ways, rats have ways of mice, and everyone has different eating skills."

"Cousin, with your marksmanship, courage, and strength, you won't be hungry at any age."

When Fatty Wang heard Wang Ye's words, he immediately felt comfortable.

The self-confidence that was beaten by Xue Li Yang along the way came back.

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