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

Chapter 142 Jade Crystal
The headless corpse was covered in blood, and its arms and legs were still twitching. Pan Zi slammed the headless body down with two shovels until it stopped moving.

The group examined the corpse closely and found that apart from its frightening appearance, it was nothing special. To put it bluntly, it was just a large, deformed infant covered in a layer of moss-like green fur. Although the blood flowing out was red, it emitted a pungent stench.

Fatty and Panzi used shovels to scoop up the large-headed fetus and throw it aside.

Hua the monk was bitten on the calf, and a small piece of flesh was torn off. This guy was ruthless. He directly used a sterilized dagger to cut off the small piece of torn flesh, sprinkled medicine on it, bandaged it up in a few quick strokes, and gave him two injections of anti-inflammatory medicine, and that was it.

The fat man, holding a light, cautiously peered into the cave and said, "This cave might be the lair of that ghost. Could there be an even bigger one inside? If we kill the little one, the old one will come. Maybe I should tie a detonator to it and throw it down to kill it, so it can be reincarnated sooner."

Chen Pi Asi put away his nine-clawed hook and shook his head upon hearing this. "No, a corpse fetus isn't an animal. Where would it come from? For a corpse fetus to form, the right time, place, and people are all indispensable. It's fate if you can encounter one."

The fat man snorted, "I'd rather never have been associated with this wretched thing."

“This cave is a bit strange. There are traces of artificial carving on the cave walls.” Wu Xiaoxie put his hand at the cave entrance and felt it. “The wind is blowing from inside, but I don’t know where it leads.”

The fat man chuckled, "That's easy, just go down and take a look."

As he put away the shovel, he was eager to crawl inside when Zhang Wuxun grabbed him by the back of the collar. "Don't rush, let me go down and scout ahead first, clearing a path for us."

Wu Xiaoxie quickly shut down the two troublemakers, saying, "It's still unknown whether there's any danger down there. Ordinary caves are fine, but if there really is danger, you won't even be able to stretch your arms out. Wouldn't you just be offering yourself up for nothing?"

Pan Zi chimed in, "What Young Master San said makes sense. We need to think this over carefully."

Wu Xiaoxie glanced at the confident Chen Pi Asi, smiled modestly, and said, "Grandpa Si, you are a senior in the sand-digging industry. Do you want to go in or not? Please give me your opinion."

Chen Pi Asi chuckled and said inscrutably, "If you ask me, this is probably the escape route that the craftsmen who built the Spirit Palace dug for themselves."

As the old man's messenger, Monk Hua dutifully explained, "What the old man means is that we can use the process of elimination to deduce that, firstly, since this burial path was built under this fake mausoleum, it must be related to the craftsmen who built the Heavenly Palace on the Cloud Top. Secondly, the only place nearby that could have such a burial path was undoubtedly the underground palace of the Heavenly Palace on the Cloud Top. Therefore, the burial path was most likely dug all the way from the underground palace of the Heavenly Palace under the Three Sacred Mountains."

Wu Xiaoxie thought it was impossible and was about to speak when he thought again. Now that they were trapped here and there was a possible passage, they had to try it no matter what. His third uncle was still waiting for him in this underground palace.

They decided to ask Zhang Wuxun for their opinion, and after discussing it, they unanimously decided to go down and take a look.

Their group consisted of the old, weak, sick, and disabled; the only ones who could go were Zhang Wuxun, Fatty, and the practically useless Ye Cheng.

Pan Zi wanted to be the vanguard, but Zhang Wuxun rejected him because of his back injury. The fat man's size was a limitation, and he was worried he wouldn't be able to move freely. Ye Cheng, that guy was just there to do odd jobs, and he was a complete coward. Hua Heshang had a grudge against Zhang Wuxun, so he naturally wanted him to go down and die, but he still politely said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, young man."

Zhang Wuxun rolled his eyes and ignored his nonsense. He tied a climbing rope around his waist and secured the other end to Fatty. Wu Xiaoxie helped him put on his headlamp and instructed him, "If things get bad, pull the rope. We'll pull you out immediately. Don't try to tough it out."

"I know." Zhang Wuxun gave an OK sign and slowly climbed in along the steep path. The cave walls inside were not smooth, but the slope was very steep. He had to be very careful while climbing, otherwise he would slip down and hit his head, which would be hilarious.

In the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Zhang Wuxun climbed to the second corner of the "Z" shape below. Ahead was still a dark path, and he didn't know how much further it was. Zhang Wuxun then retreated to the first corner, waved his light upwards to indicate that there was no danger and they could come down. Then he climbed forward again, leaving behind half a broken glow stick as a marker every now and then.

The initial section of the road was quite narrow. After two bends, the width remained the same, but the space above became longer. Further on, the height of the cave continued to increase, and there was a section that could even be described as spacious. Looking ahead, it turned out that the road had come to an end.

The path narrows rapidly in front, until only a narrow crevice remains, barely wide enough for one person to squeeze through sideways, like an irregular sword mark deeply embedded in the rock.

Zhang Wuxun turned around and looked behind him, estimating the speed at which Wu Xiaoxie and the others were moving forward, and finally decided to go in and take a look first.

Using glow sticks to make an inward-pointing arrow at the crevice, Zhang Wuxun untied the rope around his waist and stepped sideways into the dark crevice.

The crevice here is somewhat similar to a natural volcanic cave. The space is so narrow that Zhang Wuxun finds it difficult to even turn his neck, and he can't walk without having to move sideways.

After walking for a while, a not-so-wide cave appeared ahead, filled with karst drips of various colors, covering all the rocks like ice crystal flowers, covered with clear and transparent frost, like condensed water columns evenly arranged. The surrounding glass and melted mica reflected the light, creating a magical effect that was dazzling and incredibly beautiful.

Zhang Wuxun took out his camera, selected a few special ice crystal mica stones to take pictures, rested for five minutes to leave a mark for Wu Xiaoxie and the others, and then continued to go in with the energy gel in his mouth.

After walking for five or six hours, we gradually saw traces of human activity ahead: scattered rusty and broken ironware, and piles of ashes from a campfire.

The cave walls here show signs of human excavation again. On one side of the cave wall, there are stone steps that are only wide enough for one person to walk up. They are half-broken and very simple.

As I walked, I could vaguely hear the sound of water ahead. When I got closer, I found that there were many springs on the cliff, with water flowing down like small waterfalls. There were water droplets rising from the rock face. There were hot springs here.

There are many strange patterns on the rocks near the hot spring, which look like volcanic patterns left by lava flowing and burning. Upon closer inspection, one is immediately terrified and the hairs on the back of one's head stand on end.

Those strange patterns were actually centipedes nearly a foot long, their colors very similar to the surrounding glazed rocks, making them indistinguishable at first glance.

(End of this chapter)