Tomb raiding live stream: Starting as the mute Zhang

The moment Zhang Qiling nodded and uttered the word "hmm".

Wu Xie felt that the things that had been weighing on his heart for the past ten years, making it hard for him to breathe, had all shattered in an instant.

He loosened his grip, and the Ghost Seal fell into the brocade box with a soft thud.

The person felt as if their bones had been removed, their legs went weak and they were about to fall down.

Fatty Wang was right next to him and quickly grabbed him.

The arm was as steady as an iron hoop:

"Naive! Hold on tight! These guys are watching!"

Wu Xie used his strength to stand up straight and wiped his face haphazardly.

But the more she wiped away her tears, the more they flowed.

He looked at the two familiar figures a few steps away.

The cool moonlight shone on them.

He was still dressed in black, and his posture remained unchanged.

Even the jawline peeking out from under the hat brim was exactly the same as the one he remembered from the carving knife.

But the person is right there.

Alive, real.

"Young man..."

He called out again.

His voice was terribly hoarse, with a heavy nasal tone.

I wanted to move forward, but my feet felt like they were nailed to the ground.

Zhang Qiling looked at him.

He glanced again at Fatty Wang, who was desperately supporting Wu Xie beside him, his eyes red and swollen but holding back his tears.

Then, he took a few steps forward.

He walked up to Wu Xie.

Very close.

They were so close that they could see the wet tear stains on Wu Xie's face.

You could see the deep weariness hidden in his eyes and the overwhelming joy at that moment.

You can smell the same scent on him that hasn't changed in ten years, a faint blend of ink and dust.

Zhang Qiling raised his hand.

The movements were somewhat slow, as if the person was recalling the action.

Then, he used the back of his finger to very lightly brush away a tear stain that hadn't been wiped away from Wu Xie's cheek.

The fingertips felt slightly cool, yet the sensation was so real it made my heart flutter.

"Don't cry."

He said.

The voice, unheard of for ten years, sounded somewhat deep and hoarse.

But it still has that calm and collected tone that can soothe people's hearts.

Wu Xie shuddered.

The tears fell even more fiercely.

But he nodded vigorously, forcing a smile that was more like a grimace:

"No, I didn't cry... I'm happy..."

Fatty Wang was standing nearby.

Seeing Zhang Qiling wiping away Wu Xie's tears, I finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Large tears fell down.

He sniffed hard, his voice thick with sobs.

But he grinned and gave a huge smile:

"Yes! I'm so happy! I'm fucking ecstatic! Bro, you two... you've finally made it out!"

Zhang Qiling also came over at this time.

Stand half a step to the side of "Zhang Qiling".

He didn't speak.

His gaze swept over Wu Xie and Fatty Wang.

They paused for a moment over Wang Pangzi's enormous hiking backpack and the insulated box he was carrying.

Then he looked behind him.

Xie Yuchen, Huo Xiuxiu, A Ning, and Jiang Xungu all came over.

No one spoke.

But intense emotions surged in everyone's eyes.

Ten years have left their mark on them.

But at this moment, all the hardships seemed to be washed away by the light of their reunion.

"It's good that you're back."

Xie Yuchen spoke first.

His voice was a little strained, but with a hint of laughter.

He scrutinized the two of them carefully, as if trying to confirm something.

Then he let out a long sigh of relief.

The heavy burden that had been on my shoulders for ten years has finally been completely lifted.

Huo Xiuxiu nodded vigorously, tears welling in her eyes.

Aning stood ramrod straight.

He gave the two of them a clear smile.

Raise your hand and gently tap your forehead.

It was a crisp and respectful gesture.

Jiang Xun Gu nodded slightly.

it is more than words.

Black Bear then slowly strolled over from the edge of the rock wall.

I walked through the crowd and reached the front.

He stopped in front of "Zhang Qiling" and "Zhang Qiling".

The eyes behind the sunglasses were scrutinizing them.

The smile on his lips deepened.

"Tsk."

He smacked his lips.

The tone was the usual teasing.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear a deep-seated sense of relief and ease beneath the surface.

"Those two mute Zhangs, haven't seen them in ten years, still the same as ever. They've eaten too many mushrooms, their faces are as white as stone."

Zhang Qiling looked at him but didn't say anything.

Zhang Qiling also looked at him.

He uttered two words:

"blind."

"Oh, you still remember me?"

Black Bear was delighted.

He reached out, seemingly wanting to pat Zhang Qiling on the shoulder.

But he withdrew his hand halfway through the air.

He touched his chin:

"Okay, I'm not stupid. I'll treat you guys to drinks later. Fatty's dumplings don't count; it has to be real, good wine."

Zhang Qiling nodded almost imperceptibly.

At this moment, the suspended live broadcast ball slowly lowered its height.

It floated to the side of the crowd.

The camera quietly focuses on this reunion scene.

The live stream room was already a sea of ​​tears and a boiling ocean.

The barrage of comments was so dense that the image was almost completely obscured.

I cried, I really cried.

"Ten years... finally reunited."

"I died while Xiao Ge was wiping away Wu Xie's tears."

The fat man was crying very loudly.

"It's so good that everyone is here."

"Blackie is still as cheeky as ever, but also incredibly reliable."

"Welcome home!!"

Wu Xie finally calmed down.

He remembered something and hurriedly turned around.

From the side pocket of the large hiking backpack that Fatty Wang had been carrying for him.

Carefully take out something that is carefully wrapped in a soft cloth.

He walked back to "Zhang Qiling".

He took a deep breath, held it in both hands, and handed it over.

"Brother."

He looked into Zhang Qiling's eyes and said very seriously.

"This... is for you."

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes and looked at the cloth bag in his hand.

Wu Xie unfolded the soft cloth layer by layer.

The wooden sculptures standing side by side inside were revealed.

Moonlight shines on the wood carving, giving it a warm, lustrous sheen.

Two figures dressed in black stood side by side.

Silence, steadfastness.

Even the subtle curves of the hem of the garment are vividly depicted.

On the base, the small characters "Inside the bronze gate, eight years. Outside the gate, waiting" and "The return is imminent" are clearly visible.

"I...I carved it."

Wu Xie was a little embarrassed, but his eyes were sparkling.

"I carved this for eight years. I was afraid I'd forget what you looked like... So the carving became more and more lifelike. This is for you. Ten years... We haven't forgotten. Not even for a single day."

Zhang Qiling stared at the wooden sculpture for a long time.

"Them" on the wood carving.

And those of us standing here right now.

Across ten years, they gaze at each other silently under the moonlight.

He could feel the effort, time, and the weighty, unfading memories poured into the wood carving.

He stretched out his hand.

I didn't go to pick up the wood carving.

Instead, she used her fingertips to very lightly touch the cheek of "herself" on the wooden carving.

The wood has a warm, smooth texture, carrying the warmth of Wu Xie's hands.

Then, he looked up at Wu Xie.

Speak very slowly and very clearly:

"Thanks."

Two words, yet they carry immense weight.

Wu Xie almost burst into tears again.

He shook his head vigorously and pushed the wooden carving forward:

"Take it."

Zhang Qiling took over this time.

The wood carving he picked up was heavier than he had imagined.

He looked down.

He then glanced at "Zhang Qiling" beside him.

He handed over the wooden carving.

Zhang Qiling accepted it.

I looked at it carefully as well.

My fingers brushed over the words on the base.

Then, he nodded to Wu Xie.

He uttered a single word:

"it is good."

Fatty Wang watched from the side.

He wiped his face and shouted:

"Hey, don't just look at the wood! I, Fatty, have something real here!"

He proudly displayed the insulated box.

It clicks open.

Inside were neatly arranged, plump, white dumplings.

It was still steaming slightly.

"See that? Pork and cabbage, three delicacies, red bean paste, and jujube paste! I packed it in advance with the freshest ingredients. I cooked it as soon as we boarded the ship and kept it warm in a thermal box all the way, just so you could have a hot meal when you came out! May you be reunited and have all the bad luck disappear! Come on, eat it while it's hot!"

As he spoke, he handed the insulated box to "Zhang Qiling" and "Zhang Qiling".

Zhang Qiling looked at the box of plump white dumplings and remained silent for a moment.

Ten years of "cultivation" in mushroom paste, mushroom powder, and mushroom beads.

When the aroma of this most ordinary food hits you, it brings a strong, almost unfamiliar impact.

That's the warmth of everyday life.

It tastes piping hot, alive.

He stretched out his hand.

Pick up a still-warm dumpling from the top.

I put it in my mouth without dipping it in anything.

chew.

Swallow.

Then, under Fatty Wang's tense and expectant gaze...

He nodded again.

He looked at the fat man and said:

"tasty."

Fatty Wang let out a loud "Aww!"

Tears welled up again.

But his face lit up with a big smile:

"Isn't it delicious? It's my cooking! Plenty to go! I'll make it for you two every day when we get back!"

Zhang Qiling also received one.

ate.

A brief evaluation of Fatty Wang:

"fragrant."

Now Fatty Wang was completely satisfied.

Holding the incubator as if it were some priceless treasure.

"Alright, we shouldn't stay here any longer."

Xie Yuchen glanced at his watch.

Then he looked at the bronze door that was already open and dark inside.

The eyes on the door are slowly dimming.

"The tide is coming in soon, let's leave here first. We'll talk about the details when we get back."

Ah Ning immediately said:

"The boat is waiting in the rocky area outside. Follow me."

She turned around first and walked out briskly.

He remains the most reliable action-taker.

Jiang Xun Gu made a "please" gesture to "Zhang Qiling" and "Zhang Qiling".

Then they tacitly covered the rear.

His eyes scanned the surroundings warily.

Black Bear shook the cigarette in his hand, but didn't light it.

He tilted his head and smiled at the two of them:

"Let's go, mute. The outside world, with its sunshine, ocean, and Fatty's braised pork, is much more interesting than this dark, gloomy stone gate."

"Zhang Qiling" and "Zhang Qiling" took one last look at the massive bronze gate behind them.

Inside the door lay the darkness and solitude they had guarded for ten years.

It is a seal that, once reinforced, will remain stable for three hundred years.

Outside the door, there is moonlight and the tide.

And this group of people who have waited for them for ten years, their temples now gray, their eyes filled with tears.

There was no lingering attachment, no hesitation.

The two looked away and turned around.

Following behind Aning, we walked side by side into the moonlit cave passage.

Walk towards the shimmering, free sea outside the cave entrance.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang followed closely behind them, one on each side.

It's as if they're afraid the person will disappear in the blink of an eye.

Xie Yuchen and Huo Xiuxiu followed behind.

They exchanged their observations in hushed tones about the final state of the seal.

Jiang Xun Gu walked silently at the back.

The live streaming ball floats above the team.

The camera captured the group of people returning along the same path they had come from.

They arrived with only seven people, their hearts heavy with trepidation.

The nine returned, their steps hurried.

Yet it carries with it a sense of exhilaration, lightness, and a settled, grounded peace.

Passing through the cave.

Climb up the slippery rocks.

The moonlight poured down without any obstruction.

The sea breeze is fierce.

The silhouettes of three ships swayed gently on the sea not far away.

The ship's lights were warm.

Aning, who was walking in front, stopped.

He turned around and gave "Zhang Qiling" and "Zhang Qiling" an exceptionally bright smile.

Pointing:

"Look, the ship that will take you home."

Zhang Qiling looked up.

Fishing boats and speedboats bobbed on the waves under the moonlight.

Further away, where the sea meets the sky, a faint ray of dawn is already visible.

It's almost bright.

He took a step.

They stepped onto the temporary gangplank that Aning and Jiang Xungu had quickly set up, connecting the reef to the ship's side.

His steps were steady and firm.

"Zhang Qiling" followed closely behind.

Wu Xie, Wang Pangzi, Xie Yuchen, Huo Xiuxiu, and Hei Xiazi boarded the boat in turn.

Captain Chen stood outside the wheelhouse of the main fishing vessel.

Watching those two familiar yet unfamiliar figures in black steadily step onto the deck.

His white eyebrows trembled with excitement.

In the end, he just nodded vigorously.

He turned and got into the driver's seat.

A calm voice came through:

"Everyone's here! Let's set sail and go home!"

The engine started.

The ship's hull cut through the calm sea.

We drove toward the gradually brightening dawn.

"Zhang Qiling" and "Zhang Qiling" stood at the stern of the ship.

Gazing at the eye-shaped island that gradually shrinks and becomes indistinct in the morning mist.

It eventually disappeared completely from sight.

Ten years of solitary devotion have come to an end.

Before me stretched the vast, boundless sea and sky, a world now free.

Behind me, I could hear Fatty Wang yelling about heating up a second batch of dumplings from the deck.

Wu Xie chuckled softly.

Xie Yuchen and Huo Xiuxiu were talking quietly.

Aning checked the subtle sounds of the equipment.

A brief conversation between Jiang Xun Gu and Captain Chen regarding the route.

There was also a black bear whistling a tuneless, leisurely melody.

The hustle and bustle of everyday life.

They were wrapped up again with their fresh, hot temperature.

Zhang Qiling tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes.

The sea breeze carries the scent of salt and freedom.

Blow hard on his hair and collar.

【Ding. 】

The system's voice carried an unprecedented, pure joy.

[Host, mission: Ten years of gatekeeping, completed. Reward: A peaceful and leisurely life for the rest of your days.]

[Playing accuracy increased to 100%, character fit increased to 100%. Current status: Perfect.]

[The system is about to enter a long-term silent standby mode. To wake it up, simply say the command.]

Finally, allow me to say one last thing—

The system paused for a moment.

Then, in an almost gentle tone, softly say:

Welcome back, Zhang Qiling. Enjoy your time in this "mortal realm."

The corner of Zhang Qiling's mouth.

At that unseen angle, it curved upwards very slightly.

Then, he opened his eyes.

He looked at Zhang Qiling beside him, who was also gazing at the horizon where the sea met the sky.

"Zhang Qiling" seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at him.

Their eyes met.

Silent and still in the sea breeze and morning light.

Yet it seemed as if it had said everything.

The ship sailed smoothly toward the rising sun.

The aroma of piping hot, delicious dumplings wafted from the cabin.

Laughter and conversation mingled together.

And the warm light that the suspended live-streaming ball continues to record silently.

[Current location: East China Sea, en route back]

Current Status: Free, Home

System Status: Silent Standby (Wake-up Possible)

[Final Note: Host, this time it's for real. Goodbye for now. However, I will always be here. I wish you and them peace, joy, and happiness every day from now on, with plenty of food and drink, and the warmth of human life.]