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

Chapter 135 Black Magnetic Turtle
After Zhang Wuxun photographed each of the murals, he handed the camera to Wu Xiaoxie. Together with Xiao Ge, they explored all the possible mechanisms in the back hall, but found nothing suspicious. Finally, their attention fell on the tomb-sealing stone with the Tai Chi Bagua relief carved on the ground.

After a careful search, they found no traps and called over Wu Xiaoxie and the others who were still circling in front of the mural to help push the stone slab.

Many hands make light work, and the stone slab was easily moved.

To everyone's surprise, the ground underneath was still made of blue bricks, and there was no entrance to the underground palace as everyone had imagined.

"What's going on?" Fatty looked at Zhang Wuxun. "Is this tombstone just for show? The person who bought your information is unreliable."

Zhang Wuxun frowned. "That shouldn't be the case. We've collaborated many times before."

Wu Xiaoxie guessed, "Could it be that they hid the entrance under these blue bricks to avoid attracting attention?"

Zhang Wuxun nodded, "We'll know once we dig it open."

Ye Cheng and his two companions took out chisels and short hammers, and were about to start working when they saw Zhang Wuxun and Xiao Ge squatting down on either side, starting to pull out bricks with their bare hands.

So, to the astonishment of Ye Cheng and the other two, Xiao Ge and Zhang Wuxun each pinched a piece of brick between their right and left fingers and easily removed it.

Ye Cheng nearly dropped the hammer and hit his foot. The usually arrogant Monk Hua was now gaping, looking quite comical.

Zhang Wuxun threw the brick in his left hand, which landed with a thud at Hua Heshang's feet. He crossed his arms and leaned against Pan Zi, preventing Pan Zi from going over to help. He said impatiently to Hua Heshang and the others, "What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and come help."

Ye Cheng and the other two seemed to wake up from a dream, responding in unison and rushing over, shoving Wu Xiaoxie aside with their butts.

The fat man stood by, directing the work like a supervisor, his face beaming with pride. He winked at Zhang Wuxun and the young man, his eyebrows dancing with glee, as if he were proud of himself. "Look how awesome our brother is, he'll dazzle your titanium alloy eyes, you little karaomis!"

Wu Xiaoxie gave Zhang Wuxun and Xiao Ge a thumbs up, then grabbed his climbing axe and went over to help.

With a combination of knocking and moving, that section of blue bricks was quickly cleared away.

Unexpectedly, at the bottom of the pit was a black, two-headed stone turtle, about the size of an eight-immortal table, with patterns on its shell carved into the shape of a woman's face.

The fat man immediately deflated, "After all that, it turns out it's just a turtle. It's like a blind man swatting a mosquito, a complete waste of effort."

Pan Zi speculated, "Could the tomb entrance be under this stone tortoise?"

Upon hearing this, the fat man perked up again. He jumped out of the pit, took the entrenching tool from his backpack, and jumped back down. Just as he swung it, he suddenly took a step back and ended up lying diagonally on the stone turtle.

"Huh?" The fat man let go of his hand in confusion, stood up straight, and found that the entrenching tool was firmly stuck to the stone turtle. He tried to pull it off, but as soon as he let go, the tool stuck back on.

"Hey!" the fat man chuckled. "This is a damn magnet! Did the tomb's owner like collecting scrap metal in his lifetime?"

He hadn't even been laughing for three seconds when he suddenly realized what was happening and glared angrily at Chen Pi Asi.

Chen Pi Asi was also annoyed. He took out a compass from his pocket, threw it on the ground, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Damn it, we've all been fooled by this thing. This burial tomb is a trap. We've all fallen for it."

The old man, who had been calm and collected all along, was now furious, his face grim and somewhat frightening. Monk Hua, his mind racing, realized what was happening and asked anxiously, "Old man, what do we do now?"

Chen Pi Asi stared fiercely at the stone turtle, as if he would suddenly pounce and slap it flat at any moment, but that was obviously impossible.

The fat man jumped out of the pit and immediately started packing his equipment, shouting, "What are we dawdling for? We can still go back the way we came. A-Ning and her gang can't possibly move the whole tomb. They'll definitely leave a lot of trash behind."

As he spoke, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and went to pull Wu Xiaoxie, who was standing by the pit.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xiaoxie did not go along with him as usual. Instead, he slapped the fat man's hand away and angrily pointed at him, saying, "You're so arrogant! All you ever do is act arrogantly! Do you know that this opportunity was obtained by Uncle San at the cost of almost half of his business, just to slow down Aning and the others? If we turn back now and come back again, who knows how much we'll fall behind? Uncle San will definitely be in big trouble then. All you care about all day is rare treasures and artifacts. If you don't have the ability, don't give orders here."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, but immediately got angry. He glared at the man and said, "We've already gone the wrong way. What are we waiting here for instead of going back? Maybe Aning's side has also been affected and caught in the trap. They've probably been riddled with bullets by the border guards by now. Why don't we just retreat now and come back as quickly as possible? If we keep dawdling, we'll waste even more time."

Pan Zi shook his head upon hearing this, "No, if we do that, all of Third Master's plans will be wasted."

"Third Master! Third Master! All you ever think about is Third Master!" The fat man exploded. "I'm here to find the funerary objects, not to help you find that elusive old ghost. What nonsense are you spouting? Why should I get involved in your family's mess? I'll find the funerary objects and leave. You can die wherever you want!"

As he spoke, he tightened his backpack and shouted at Zhang Wuxun, "Muyu, are you coming or not? Fatty will take you to find treasure."

Zhang Wuxun's expression changed, he frowned, and shook his head.

"Damn it!" The fat man was even angrier, and a little aggrieved. He stared intently at Zhang Wuxun, as if to say, "I'm giving you another chance to choose."

But Zhang Wuxun remained unmoved. Fatty's eyes welled up with tears, and he stiffened his neck, uttering, "I'm too lazy to put up with your bullshit," before turning to leave.

Zhang Wuxun quickly took two steps to block his way, "Wait a minute."

"Damn it..." The fat man was furious, but before he could finish the first word, Zhang Wuxun slapped him on the forehead with lightning speed, and his mind went blank as if a bell had been struck.

"Are you awake?"

Zhang Wuxun's calm voice rang in his ears. The fat man covered his forehead and looked up. Seeing the obvious worry in Zhang Wuxun's eyes, he froze on the spot.

Wu Xiaoxie and the others gathered around and looked at him with concern.

"What... what's going on?" The fat man was a little confused.

Seeing that he was indeed awake, the young man said, "After we came here, we were all affected to some extent. Our emotions suddenly became irritable, and those who are easily angered and irritable were the most affected."

The fat man pointed to himself.

Wu Xiaoxie nodded, "I felt better after I vented my anger by yelling at you, but you were still oblivious to everything else, and you got slapped by Muyu."

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