Network writer Nanpai Sanjie's "Tomb Raider's Notes" is a classic in the hearts of many netizens, and Sanjie's previous decision to shut down his writing has made the "rice" people sad. At the end of last year, Nanpai decided to gradually resume writing. Tomb Raider Notes series of novels of the ultimate chapter "ten years" released, Tomb Raider Notes ten years of the pit is finally filled.
Ten years of life and death, another summer. The snow line of Changbai Mountain moves up, and the ten-year appointment is due.
Wu Qi led the Wu Family Hall, Lao Jiukou, Xiaohua and Fatty to Changbai Mountain.
Faced with all the secrets of a thousand years ago, what will be the ending of the ten-year agreement?At 00:08 on August 17th, Nanpai Sanjie released the ending of the ultimate chapter of the Tomb Raider's Notes series of novels, "Ten Years" - Little Brother walked out of the bronze gate with the sentence, "It's just that it's been a long time since we've seen each other," and then what?
From the text, it looks like the Iron Triangle packed up and went home together. Well, it's a little sad and a little rotten.
In fact, "Tomb Raider" has long had a grand finale. "This one is the story of 'Tomb Raider's Notes' ten years later, which is equivalent to a sequel." Nanpai Sanjie's assistant said.
In fact, in the ending of the "Tomb Raider Notes" book series, Uncle Nanpai Sanjie dug a hole, which led to some "rice" has been nagging.
At the end of Uncle Nanpai's updated Ten Years, Zhang Qiling says to Wu Wei, "Let's go!" Tomb Raider Notes" iron triangle finally went home, the south school three uncle dug for many years of the pit finally filled, so that many "rice" in the heart of the stone also fell.
Filling the pit: the final installment "Ten Years"
Waking up in the early hours of the morning, which is the last day of the agreement, I shook the fat man awake. Washed my face. How would he show up? What would the first words be? Would he come out alone? A group of people, am I going to take out anything that follows him out?
I checked my ammo and sat down in front of the bronze door with both guns. After thinking about it, it didn't feel right. Having actually been up all night, I snorted Hachette (yawn) and put the guns behind me. Fatty came over and handed over a cell phone, "Listen to some music, what should I listen to today?" "What do you have?" I took it over, swiping the APP inside, the music list, are square dance soundtrack, put this little brother will shrink back, right, although I think it is also quite energetic. "Do you have anything that fits the mood?" "There's one, it's been pretty hot lately, a little girl in Banai put it down for me." Fatty took it over, flipped through it, and turned it over, "see you Again," I put it on, quietly, the song wasn't loud. It is in English, I listened to the song in silence, the fat man did not say anything.
"It's been a long day without you my friend And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again. "The fat man hummed, and it was quite nice.
So it stayed silent and listened for a long time. It wouldn't not come out. I sighed, slowly.
The fat man fell asleep, snoring slightly to one side. I steeled myself, but I couldn't help listening to the music without realizing how sleepy I was. In a haze, I saw the bronze door open. I'm the little girl selling matches, I guess, I thought, rubbing my face and opening my own eyes. Sure enough, it wasn't. I knew that wasn't going to work, so I looked over at the fat man and began to speak to him. "That village, the people in it, would make a kind of dim sum, made from glutinous rice and brown sugar, because of the abundant rainfall, there is a special weed in the village, called rain child ginseng, and in this kind of dim sum, there are petals of rain child ginseng, which can be eaten for a long memory." I said.
Fatty responded vaguely. "Rainboy ginseng only blossoms and does not bear fruit, and when you want to plant it, you can only rely on the rhizome, but it is said that the rare ones that do bear fruit, that the fruit is able to bring back memories of one's past life. Of course, this is a local legend." As I spoke, I yawned greatly and my consciousness began to blur, but I continued. I don't know how long I stayed up, but suddenly, I felt hazy, and a person slowly sat down next to me.
I hesitated and looked sideways, and the other person also looked sideways at me. The fat man slowly woke up and looked at us. I saw a familiar face, bemused eyes that reflected the light of the campfire.
People say that the first thing you forget about someone is their voice, but when his voice rang out, there wasn't a trace of strangeness in me. "You're old." He said. The music was still flowing, in this closest thing to hell. Fatty came up and hooked his arm around Stifler's shoulders, causing him to stumble, "How can I compare to you, little brother. You shed out ah you!!!" Stifler was shaken to the ground. I pulled my sleeve down to cover the scar on my hand and stood up. He smiled at me as I lifted my bag, "Let's go." We just, haven't seen each other in a long time. I live in the North Sea Jun Nanhai, send geese to send a letter to thank can not; peach and plum spring breeze a cup of wine, Jianghu night rain ten years light.
"Ten years of contract" is to write the end, but the South is still digging a pit, no way, who let the "Tomb Raider Notes" have a market?