Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 125 Snake Eyebrow Copper Fish
Under the bright yellow light, Zhang Wuxun's right shoulder and upper arm, exposed by his black vest, were clearly marked with reddish-brown lines.

The fat man and his companion were taken aback, and the young man also frowned and looked over. Only Pan Zi, who was unaware of the details, looked puzzled, while Chen Pi Asi and the others beside him were completely oblivious.

Wu Xiaoxie seemed to suddenly realize something, "Was what you did after you came out of the Qinling Mountains related to this?"

Feeling strange being stared at by a group of grown men, Zhang Wuxun put his clothes back on, leaving the zipper undone. When he heard Wu Xiaoxie's question, he paused for a moment and gave an ambiguous answer, "More or less."

"Where's that knife? Did you bring it with you?" Wu Xiaoxie asked again.

He remembered that the strange reddish-brown flame patterns on Zhang Wuxun's body in the underwater tomb's tunnel were related to the knife called Illusion Play. That knife seemed to be able to open some kind of restriction on Zhang Wuxun's body.

Zhang Wuxun shook his head, "The other one I brought."

This was also the system's suggestion. The system only had a vague understanding of that strange knife, and because it was uncontrollable, it gave Zhang Wuxun two knives at the beginning. The skull knife was a substitute that the system came up with.

Zhang Wuxun was afraid that he might lose control and fall into the trap of the thing behind the bronze door again, so he directly deposited the knife in the bank's safe deposit box.

Panzi looked at this one, then at that one, and asked curiously, "What kind of riddle are you guys playing?"

Zhang Wuxun and the other two said in unison, "It's a secret."

The young man turned around and stared blankly at the cave ceiling.

Pan Zi chuckled and cursed, "You brat," but didn't press the matter further.

After chatting for a while, the group returned to their tents to rest. Chen Pi Asi's team also set up tents on the other side of the hot spring and left someone to keep watch at night.

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The next day, the snowstorm outside had not stopped.

Shunzi woke up late, crawled out of the tent, and saw Zhang Wuxun sitting in the crowd. She screamed in surprise, barely managing to calm down before rubbing her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things. Then she said happily, "Boss Yu, I'm so glad you're alright. I thought..."

Zhang Wuxun tossed him a chocolate bar, "What did you think? Did you think I died in..." Before he could finish speaking, Wu Xiaoxie elbowed him and glared at him warningly.

Zhang Wuxun clicked his tongue softly, "Alright, I got it."

This naive girl has been bitten by a snake once and is now afraid of ropes for ten years.

"Come and have some porridge." Zhang Wuxun ladled a bowl of thick porridge for Shunzi and put some pickled radish in his small porcelain jar.

Shunzi sat down, thanked him, and immediately began to wolf down his food, finishing a large bag of beef jerky that Zhang Wuxun had given him to replenish his energy.

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone began to study the murals on the wall.

Zhang Wuxun pointed to the vermilion powder that had fallen to the ground and said, "This mural originally had two layers. After I discovered it, I removed the useless top layer."

Upon hearing this, Monk Hua seemed to think that he was being redundant and muttered something under his breath.

Zhang Wuxun scoffed and tossed him a photo. "Look, if you bald monk can see anything in this today, I'll redraw it for you right away." This old scoundrel really has no sense of obligation. He's eaten so much of my food, and he still dares to whine and complain. If it weren't for the fact that he's still useful to me, Zhang Wuxun would have killed him long ago.

Hua the monk picked up the photo, comparing it with the painting on the wall as he looked at it. He finally realized that it was just a meaningless mural of celestial maidens flying and singing and dancing. He smiled awkwardly and was about to say something when Zhang Wuxun rolled his eyes and walked up to Wu Xiaoxie.

Hua the monk was utterly humiliated, and his face darkened.

Chen Pi Asi's sinister gaze swept over Wu Xiaoxie and the others, finally settling on Zhang Wuxun, where he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seeing this, Monk Hua leaned close to Chen Pi Asi's ear and whispered something. Chen Pi Asi shook his head slightly, "It's not time yet."

Hua the monk understood, and in his heart he had already decided on the fate of Zhang Wuxun.

Pan Zi noticed the commotion and walked over to pat Zhang Wuxun on the shoulder. Avoiding the group's gaze, he whispered reassuringly, "Don't be impulsive. These people are ruthless and cunning. That old man is very powerful. We can't confront them yet. We'll need them as cannon fodder when we enter the Heavenly Palace. I'll take care of them for you then."

"Yes, I understand," Zhang Wuxun nodded in agreement.

The monk Hua stared at the mural with its outer layer peeled off, and he could tell that it was quite famous. He said smugly, "Do you know what this mural is about?"

Zhang Wuxun stood quietly with his arms crossed, watching him smugly show off.

Chen Pi Asi coldly glanced at Zhang Wuxun and his group in front of the mural. Anyone could see the contempt in his eyes. Seeing Wu Xiaoxie and the others' faces turn ugly, he sneered and said to Monk Hua, "Monk, tell them."

Monk Hua cleared his throat and said loudly, "This mural depicts the war between the army of Emperor Wannu of the Eastern Xia and the Mongols. The Eastern Xia suffered a crushing defeat and was massacred by the Mongols..."

Hua the monk spoke at length, but seeing that Wu Xiaoxie and the others did not believe him, he sneered and took out something wrapped in white silk from his inner clothes. "I have more direct evidence."

As he spoke, he opened the white silk cloth, revealing a bronze fish with snake-like eyebrows wrapped inside!
Wu Xiaoxie's eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and he felt a little uneasy.

Zhang Wuxun quickly patted him, telling him to calm down and listen to what the bald monk had to say.

"This bronze fish is a variant of the dragon. Our grandfather obtained it by chance," said Monk Hua. "Look."

He walked to one side of the lantern, raised the bronze fish with snake-like eyebrows and adjusted its direction. Instantly, the gilded fish scales reflected golden light, casting many fine spots of light on the mural.

The monk Hua slowly turned the bronze fish with snake-shaped eyebrows, and the light spots changed accordingly, gradually gathering to form several spots in the shape of characters.

“The secret lies here,” said Monk Hua. “There are forty-seven Jurchen characters hidden in the scales of this bronze fish.”

Wu Xiaoxie stared in disbelief, took a deep breath to suppress the turmoil in his heart, and asked in a steady voice, "What does it say?"

The monk in his robes glanced around, and seeing Wu Xiaoxie and the others' utter shock, he became even more smug. "The information here is incomplete, so I haven't deciphered part of it yet, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a chuckle, and Monk Hua looked over angrily.

But Zhang Wuxun's face was full of sarcasm as he coldly said, "You've rambled on and on with nothing but nonsense. Listening to you makes me feel like I'm losing ten years of my life."

(End of this chapter)