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

Chapter 137 Poisonous Insects and Centipedes
Lang Feng helped Chen Pi Asi catch up with them quickly, but Xiao Ge was not there.

The fat man shone his flashlight behind the two men and asked, "Where's the young man?"

Chen Pi Asi was panting heavily and had no time to answer.

Lang Feng found it strange, but given how dark it was, it was already quite good that he could take care of himself and the old man.

The fat man was about to press for more information when he switched the flashlight to his other hand, shone it around, and inadvertently looked up. Suddenly, he noticed the green, twinkling dots above his head, which at first glance resembled a starry sky. He exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? What's this? My goodness, is this a fifty-star chart?"

"Where?" Wu Xiaoxie looked up and squinted, his expression immediately changing. "Damn it! Those lights are moving... they're bugs! There are bugs all over our heads!"

Suddenly he felt an itch on his neck, as if something furry was crawling on it, and he immediately reached out to pat it.

Seeing his movement, Zhang Wuxun reached behind his neck and collar, grabbed something slippery, and crushed it. He then examined it under Wu Xiaoxie's lamplight and exclaimed, "It's a centipede!"

"Put your hat on quickly." Zhang Wuxun frowned and threw away the bug in his hand. He looked up and saw that two more bugs had fallen off Wu Xiaoxie's head. He brushed them off and helped Wu Xiaoxie put on the hood of his windbreaker. He also put on his own hat.

When the lights were shone on them, the ground was covered with countless palm-sized centipedes that had fallen from above everyone's heads. On the other side, Fatty and Panzi had already fully armed themselves and were killing a small group of them by swatting and stomping.

But these insects seem endless, one after another; as soon as one group dies, even more surge in.

Fatty carried Shunzi as an umbrella to shield himself from the insects while he and Panzi moved closer to Zhang Wuxun.

Fatty knew that Zhang Wuxun had a special constitution, and Xiao Tianzhen also had a half-baked insect-repelling constitution, so insects would mostly stay away from the two of them.

Indeed, the number of centipedes around Zhang Wuxun and his companion was less than half that of Hua Heshang and his group. Although a few centipedes were still falling from above, it was still a significant improvement compared to Hua Heshang and his group.

Once the fat guy and the others had gathered together, Zhang Wuxun took out a rainproof cloth from his backpack, unfolded it, and the four of them each grabbed a corner and hid underneath.

Listening to the sound of small hailstones hitting the tarpaulin, Zhang Wuxun coldly watched Chen Pi Asi and his group, who were in a flustered state, without showing any intention of going up to help.

Centipedes are insects that usually squeeze into any crack or crevice, and some of them are poisonous. Lang Feng had already been poisoned and was being supported by Ye Cheng. He was convulsing and foam was coming out of his mouth.

Wu Xiaoxie couldn't bear to watch any longer. He looked at Zhang Wuxun, then at Pan Zi, and after a moment's hesitation, he could only sigh.

"Want to save them?" Zhang Wu understood his thoughts and wasn't upset. A naive boy who isn't kind isn't a naive boy at all.

Wu Xiaoxie nodded hesitantly, then looked at Pan Zi.

Pan Zi laughed and said, "Young Master, do whatever you want. I'll always support you."

Zhang Wuxun gave a cold "humph," "You've already forgotten the pain before the scars have even healed."

He then tore Shunzi off the fat man's shoulder. "If you're awake, stop pretending. Tell me, what are we going to do with these ugly bugs?"

Shunzi, having been exposed, chuckled sheepishly and said, "Why don't you gentlemen light up the lamps on both sides? These insects absorb heat and will lay their eggs on warm surfaces. We just need to make sure our bodies don't become the warmest thing here."

"Understood." Zhang Wuxun nodded and gestured for Shunzi to come over and grab the edge of the tarpaulin on his side. "Come and hold it, I'll go light the lamp." He took two steps forward, and the centipedes at his feet, regardless of size, scattered to both sides, with more crawling towards Monk Hua and the others.

Zhang Wuxun climbed onto the nearest lamp slave, took out a lighter, and brought it close to the dried insect corpses on the frozen eternal oil inside.

With a "whoosh," flames shot up, and the oil melted as the heat increased, causing the flames to grow larger and larger.

This trick worked as expected. The numerous centipedes around the lamp slave seemed to have received some kind of command, rushing to climb onto the lamp oil as if they were making some kind of great sacrifice. Like moths to a flame, they were reckless and were burned to ashes in an instant, becoming nourishment for the flame to grow stronger.

Hua and the others also heard Shunzi's words. Seeing that this trick was effective, they quickly lit two lamps nearby and then carried the wounded man to the side.

A burnt smell gradually filled the air, and the centipedes abandoned their still-warm hosts and rushed towards the even hotter flames.

Still shaken, everyone instinctively moved away from the lamp slave, and the two groups reunited.

The fat man put away the rain cover without offering any explanation.

Zhang Wuxun and Monk Hua loathed each other so much that they wouldn't even glance at each other.

Shunzi ran over to look at Lang Feng lying flat, patted his head, and then asked someone to shine a light into his ear. Two long antennae flashed past in a flash, and Shunzi was startled. He exclaimed, "Oh no! The bug has gone up into this guy's brain through his ear!"

Chen Pi Asi's face was grim. He asked, "Is there any hope?"

Shunzi shook his head. "I guess there's no hope. In our village, once you get this snowflake, you can only leave it to fate."

Upon hearing this, Chen Pi Asi turned to Hua Heshang and told him to get an injection of antibiotics.

Shunzi pouted, retreated to Zhang Wuxun's side, and chatted quietly with the fat man.

Wu Xiaoxie wasn't in the mood to listen to their nonsense and frowned as he looked in the direction they had come from.

Zhang Wuxun patted his shoulder, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't worry, we all know your physique and skills. You must have been delayed by something or discovered something. There's no danger."

Wu Xiaoxie thought about it and agreed.

Slightly relieved, he turned his head to look at the first lamp that Zhang Wuxun had just lit, and suddenly gave a slightly puzzled "hmm".

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wuxun looked in that direction as well. As soon as he finished speaking, he tensed up and shielded Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty behind him. He took the skull knife from his back, drew the knife, and went into a state of alert.

Pan Zi stepped forward, pulled out the short knife strapped to his leg, glared warningly at the fat man who wanted to speak, then bent his body slightly, took a lunge step back on one leg, and prepared to launch an attack at any time.

The flame of the first lamp flickered, as if a breeze was blowing in from above, and in the blink of an eye it seemed to be covered by something black.

The lamplight flickered, and the flame of the first lamp returned to normal. Then, the flame of the second lamp also began to tremble, as if something or someone had passed by and stirred up a breeze as they moved.

(End of this chapter)