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

Chapter 127 Three Saints Snow Mountain
The fat man looked over with disdain, "You don't understand, do you? This thing is a treasure for walking in the snow mountains. It absorbs sweat and prevents frostbite. The effect is amazing."

Zhang Wuxun was speechless. No wonder the fat guy complained that the shoes were too small when he put them on; it turned out he had put a sanitary napkin on top of the sweat-absorbing insole.

The fat man kept promoting the benefits of sanitary napkins, intending to drag Zhang Wuxun down with him.

Zhang Wuxun waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need it, then suddenly remembered something and asked Wu Xiaoxie, "Did you put some in your shoes too?"

Wu Xiaoxie nodded, "We've already covered the costs, why don't you cover them too?"

"All?"

Zhang Wuxun raised an eyebrow, glancing suspiciously at the young man's... military boots.

The young man, expressionless, turned and walked to the side.

"Ha!" Zhang Wuxun laughed.

The people around them were puzzled by the laughter. Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty were stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what Zhang Wuxun was funny, and they laughed louder and louder than the other.

The three of them burst into laughter face to face, as if they were having an epileptic fit. Panzi was infected by their laughter and couldn't help but laugh too.

Chen Pi Asi and his group looked at them with disdain, as if they were crazy, and walked away.

"Alright, alright, stop laughing." Zhang Wuxun rubbed his face and put on his goggles. "Let's get going."

Chen Pi Asi and his group had already followed the hoofprints for a while.

Without further ado, the group set off immediately, catching up with Chen Pi Asi and his group, and then walked for nearly two more hours.

After crossing one hillside, Aning's team was at the bottom of another hillside ahead.

Aning was holding binoculars, gazing at a majestic mountain in the distance, shrouded in snow and mist. The mountain was connected to other mountain ranges, yet it possessed a natural, solitary pride.

"What mountain is that?" Wu Xiaoxie asked Shunzi, pointing in that direction.

Shunzi glanced in that direction and said, "That mountain is called the Three Saints Snow Mountain."

Seeing Wu Xiaoxie's longing and dreamy expression, Shunzi's face changed. "You guys aren't going to that mountain, are you? You can't go there!"

Hearing their conversation, several people around looked over.

"Why?" Wu Xiaoxie asked.

“That mountain is over 2400 meters high, and only a small part of it is on our side. The area above the snow line is within the North Korean border, so we can’t cross it,” Shunzi advised.

They were all from the underworld, and they all knew more or less about the situation over there. Crossing the border was much more difficult than dealing with the zombies in the ancient tomb.

After all, they were facing a regular army of heavily armed sentries. If they showed any sign of suspicion, they could be shot with a Type 81 assault rifle.

"What should we do?" The fat man's face was all wrinkled with worry. "How about we dress up and pretend to be ordinary people going to deliver warmth?"

Zhang Wuxun glanced at him sideways, "Trying to offer warmth with your two empty paws? Believe me, before you even reach the foot of the mountain, you'll have gone from a fat guy to a sieve."

The fat man choked for a moment, then turned and glared at Shunzi. "What kind of lousy road did you take? Are you trying to rip us off because you think we're not getting paid enough?" Shunzi smiled bitterly. "Boss, you're wronging me. Who would turn down money? If you had said you wanted to go to North Korea earlier, I wouldn't have taken you on this road. Now that we're here, I really have no other choice."

The group of cats came up with several bad ideas, but Shunzi firmly rejected them all. Faced with this situation, even a powerful figure like Chen Pi Asi, who could control everything in his field, could only helplessly sharpen his claws when confronted with official power.

For a moment, everyone's faces were filled with worry.

Zhang Wuxun, observing A Ning's movements through binoculars, suddenly exclaimed, "Huh? A Ning and the others have set off. Judging from the direction, they seem to be trying to go around..."

His gaze followed the direction the other person was heading, and he frowned, then looked at a snow-capped hilltop beside the Three Saints Mountain. "That's... Ah, I've got an idea!"

Zhang Wuxun turned and beckoned Shunzi over, handing him the binoculars. "Look over there, isn't that smaller snow mountain within our country's borders? Can we walk from there to Little Sacred Mountain?"

Shunzi was taken aback. "It's possible, but the road there is a bit difficult to travel. However, the scenery is nice, and the sentry posts are far away."

"That's fine then." Zhang Wuxun stood up and brushed the snow off his gloves. "We'll go that way."

Wu Xiaoxie and his group looked bewildered, but Chen Pi Asi, the seasoned veteran, saw something. He gave Zhang Wuxun a deep look and then called his men to set off.

Wu Xiaoxie glanced at Xiao Ge, who was gazing at the distant snow-capped mountains, then looked at Zhang Wuxun, his face full of question marks.

Zhang Wuxun patted him on the shoulder without explaining further, and simply told Shunzi to lead the way, "Let's go, we'll follow. Although that old man's character is questionable, his skills are genuine."

Fatty was still thinking about the guns that Aning's team had abandoned, and picked up several, but Shunzi stopped him, saying that it would be hard to explain if he ran into the border guards with guns.

The fat man looked regretful.

They walked in silence for almost a day, finally reaching the valley at the foot of Little Sacred Snow Mountain near dusk.

They dug a snow cave on the hillside and set up camp. Because they had once again eaten a hot meal provided by Zhang Wuxun, Chen Pi Asi very "selflessly" took out his compass in front of them and roughly planned the route for tomorrow based on his mental astronomical compass and the arrangement of stars in the sky.

Then, showing off, he said to Zhang Wuxun and the others, "The mountains here are continuous and covered with snow all year round. It is surrounded by three mountains and is a rare three-headed dragon vein, which is called 'group of dragons' in Feng Shui. All three mountains are dragon heads, which is very suitable for group burial. If this heavenly palace is on the cliff of the Three Sacred Mountains, then the two small dragon heads on the sides should have the tombs of close ministers or empresses."

After saying that, she specifically looked at the young man and asked, "Am I right?"

The young man raised his eyelids, glanced at Chen Pi Asi, and said nothing.

Since the young man didn't object, it meant the old man's guess was correct, and Wu Xiaoxie and the others were relieved.

After leaving some people to take turns keeping watch, everyone returned to their tents.

As expected, Zhang Wuxun was woken up by the cacophony of snoring after only a short while. Wu Xiaoxie in the next tent also groggily opened his eyes. Zhang Wuxun tossed him another pair of noise-canceling earplugs from the side pocket of his backpack, then closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.

The next day, while it was still dusk, everyone got up, ate breakfast, and then continued up the mountain following the route planned by Chen Pi Asi.

This time, Chen Pi Asi and his men led the way, going up the mountain ridge.

After walking for about half an hour, they reached the edge of an ice cliff. Suddenly, Ye Cheng, who was walking in front, saw something and started yelling at the ice cliff, which immediately disrupted the group's progress.

(End of this chapter)