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

Chapter 178 Strange Video
Wu Sansheng stared intently at the screen without saying a word, as if trying to bore a hole through it.

The image shook violently for a while. After adjusting the camera angle, the face looked closely at the screen of the recorder for a while, then backed away from the lens, sat down at the desk, opened a drawer, and took out a mirror with a base.

Huo Ling set up the mirror on the table, then untied her high ponytail and began to comb her hair.

Several grown men stared at her as she combed her hair for over twenty minutes before finally being satisfied and tying it up.

Then he stood up and looked out the window. I don't know what he saw, but suddenly he ran to a place out of the camera's view by thumping on the floor.

The group exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of how to react.

A short while later, Huo Ling ran back, changed her clothes, adjusted the camera, and then sat down at the desk, set up a mirror, and continued to repeat the same hair-combing motion.

The guy had been squatting in front of the TV the whole time. The bizarre scene in the video was quite a shock to him. He held back for a long time, but finally couldn't help but shout, "Is this woman crazy?!"

No one answered him. Zhang Wuxun glanced at Wu Sansheng, who was probably in a state of turmoil.

Huo Ling kept her back to the camera, and her face in the mirror was blurry, making it impossible to discern her expression.

Then it just kept repeating. In the video, Huo Ling's posture of holding the comb and the frequency of combing her hair remained unchanged. She was like a puppet being controlled by someone.

Wu Xiaoxie couldn't help but complain, "Is her head made of iron? She must have combed it thousands of times, and not a single hair has fallen out. If I combed it like that, my head would be shaved into a walnut."

Zhang Wuxun glanced at the progress bar; the recording was almost over.

Huo Ling changed her clothes again and ran back to adjust the camera.

The screen suddenly stopped; it turned out that Uncle San had pressed pause. Huo Ling's face was frozen on the screen. Apart from a slightly blank look in her eyes, she seemed no different from a normal person.

The group breathed a sigh of relief and straightened up. No matter how beautiful her face was, they had no mood to appreciate it in this strange situation.

Wu Sansheng slumped weakly onto the sofa, his face pale and his lips trembling.

Wu Xiaoxie couldn't understand what had provoked his third uncle to be so frightened by him, a seasoned veteran who was used to coming and going among piles of zongzi.

Wu Sansheng was muttering something to himself, and Wu Xiaoxie leaned closer to listen carefully.

"She hasn't changed either. Why hasn't anyone changed? Damn it, is this how all the missing people end up? What happened to them afterward?"

Wu Xiaoxie's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Zhang Wuxun, opened his mouth, but hesitated for a moment, then swallowed his words.

Zhang Wuxun understood his unspoken words.

When they went down into the underwater tomb, the young man regained some of his memories in front of the statue of the Stone Monkey of Dinghai.

Twenty years ago, he followed Chen Wenjin's archaeological team and entered a narrow passage after finding the "Life Gate" in Qimen Dunjia. There, they were ambushed by a man who looked like Wu Sansheng and all of them lost consciousness.

The young man remembered the person in the last second before losing consciousness, but he wasn't entirely sure if the person was Wu Sansheng.

Zhang Wuxun believed that there was a 95% chance that the person who launched the sneak attack was a member of the Wang family who was secretly monitoring the area. After finding something in the underwater tomb, they took the opportunity to use Chen Wenjin and the others as pawns for their experiment.

The Wang family members all have a perverted habit: instead of using their own faces properly, they insist on wearing masks and impersonating others. And they are so good at impersonating others that they are exactly the same as the originals in appearance and voice. The only difference might be the DNA. It's simply insane.

Wu Xiaoxie himself had countless doubles created by the Wang family, but they were all secretly eliminated by the Zhang family overseas.

Wu Xiaoxie is currently unaware of all this. According to Xiao Ge's account, they were later moved to a place where someone was secretly observing them.

But in the end, those who were forced to eat the Corpse-Eating Pill all turned into Forbidden Women and died one after another. Chen Wenjin was no exception. Only Xiao Ge remained unharmed due to his constitution.

The young man didn't elaborate on this memory, it's unclear whether he couldn't recall it or didn't want to remember it.

Wu Xiaoxie only knew that Xiao Ge had eaten the Corpse-Eating Pill and that Xiao Ge had also participated in the archaeological activity twenty years ago. Therefore, he came to the idea that Xiao Ge's appearance did not age like Huo Ling's because he ate the Corpse-Eating Pill.

Zhang Wuxun didn't intend to explain to him for the time being; he would naturally find out in the future.

Wu Sansheng quickly snapped out of his daze and waved to the bewildered waiter, "Keep putting them in."

The waiter quickly did as instructed.

The screen flickered and started displaying static for less than five seconds.

Wu Sansheng frowned. "What's going on?"

He reached out and started to hit the video recorder using traditional folk methods of repairing electrical appliances, thinking that the machine was broken and that hitting it would fix it.

"Hey, stop!" Zhang Wuxun quickly stopped him. It was an old machine he'd found at a flea market, and if he hit it and it was completely ruined and smoking, that would be ridiculous.

Press the button on the side of the VCR to eject the tape, open the casing and pull out the black recording tape inside. There is no mold or damage.

"It's probably been washed off," the waiter guessed.

Wu Xiaoxie suggested, "Go back and watch it again. There might be some scenes we missed when we fast-forwarded."

"Okay." Zhang Wuxun nodded, put the black belt back in, and pushed it back into the machine.

They watched it again, not daring to miss a single second, watching with such focus that they almost popped the TV screen off with their burning gazes. Unfortunately, they didn't find any new clues after watching it once.

The other tape was even more outrageous; it was completely empty, with nothing on it.

The snowflakes were so dazzling they made my eyes dizzy, and it felt like stars were popping into my head.

My third uncle slacked off, using the excuse that he was too old and his eyes couldn't take it anymore, so he dumped the work on the younger people and went to bed.

Zhang Wuxun and Wu Xiaoxie exchanged a glance. Wu Xiaoxie smiled and patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder, "I'm entrusting this important task to you."

The waiter was on the verge of tears. He played the second tape over and over again, his eyes bloodshot, and finally confirmed that it was a blank tape.

My third uncle was already fast asleep, snoring away.

Zhang Wuxun walked to the window, lifted the curtain, and looked outside. Good heavens, before he knew it, the night had already passed.

Winter days are long and the sky is still gray. A faint glimmer of dawn appears on the horizon, and some early-rising business people are already driving their tricycles to the market.

Thank you to the generous donor, Nie Mowangqing!

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