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

Chapter 213 Swamp with Many Snakes
Panzi asked the young man, "Did you used to work on a ship? Or in a mine?"

The young man shook his head and remained silent, clearly not wanting to talk.

The little bit of porridge they had drunk by the waterfall earlier wasn't enough to fill them up, so the fat man took out the beef jerky, chopped it up, mixed it with pickled vegetables, and planned to make some sauce to cook noodles with later.

Fatty was quite skilled at cooking, so Zhang Wuxun couldn't get a chance to help. He turned around and took out a first-aid kit to disinfect and bandage the small wounds on the group's bodies caused by the bushes.

This time, with heavy firepower, they killed the two giant pythons without suffering heavy losses as in the original story.

The young man was thrown out and landed on the ground with a scraped knee. His skin turned white after being soaked in water for a long time, and the wound looked quite serious, with bluish-purple marks.

Wu Xiaoxie asked Zhang Wu for some gauze, tidied up "A Ning's" appearance, and then, with Pan Zi's help, put the body into a sleeping bag and moved it to the other side of the stone platform.

After everything was ready, the fat man invited everyone to come and eat.

"Come on, try Fatty's unique pickled mustard tuber and beef noodles. I guarantee you'll want to keep eating more than one bowl."

The fat man's cooking skills were as good as ever, and everyone gave him a thumbs up.

Pan Zi couldn't help but sigh, "Back in the day, when we went into tombs, we were lucky to survive if we could find dry rations in the wild. Unlike us now, our situation is like a trip to the suburbs. Times have really changed."

Once your stomach is full, you start to feel sleepy.

Panzi set up a simple tent with a waterproof tarpaulin to block the sun. He stood guard and let everyone rest, saying, "Once we get into the swamp, we won't have so much free time."

I woke up from a deep sleep to find the setting sun already hanging on the treetops, and the sky gradually darkening.

Zhang Wuxun felt a dryness in his throat, so he quietly got up, took the ginger tea that had been kept warm on the smokeless stove, poured himself some, and drank it down in a few gulps, which dispelled his drowsiness.

Seeing Panzi dozing off against the backpack next to him, I went over and gently patted him, whispering, "Go and sleep under the awning for a while, I'll keep an eye on you."

Pan Zi looked up at the sky, patted Zhang Wuxun on the shoulder, and said, "You've worked hard."

Zhang Wuxun chuckled, watching Pan Zi walk to Wu Xiaoxie's side and lie down. He then turned and stared at the other end of the stone platform, where "A Ning's" body lay.

The sleeping bag was intact, indicating that Pheasant Neck had not yet made its move.

Zhang Wuxun was conflicted about whether to intervene. He thought it would be better to just let the pheasant neck move the corpse away, so that Xiao Tianzhen wouldn't keep thinking about it. However, those snakes were too strange and would definitely use "A Ning's" corpse to lure Xiao Tianzhen and the others into a trap.

After much thought, I decided that burning it all down was the safest course of action.

Suddenly feeling a drop of water fall on his face, Zhang Wuxun looked up at the sky. The sun had already fallen below the treetops and was becoming less visible. Dark clouds were gathering overhead, and it looked like it was going to rain again.

Zhang Wuxun moved the smokeless stove under the waterproof cloth, took out sulfur powder from his space, poured some into the smokeless stove to burn, added some egg white collected in the space jar to the remaining powder, stirred it well, and then sprinkled it around the waterproof cloth.

Then I sat down quietly, propped my chin up, and waited.

After a long while, a slight friction sound suddenly came to my ears, which sounded like the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

Zhang Wuxun's heart skipped a beat. They're here!

He drew the dagger from his waist and was about to get up to check when suddenly his shoulder sank and a hand pressed him down.

Zhang Wuxun's hair stood on end. He swung his elbow backward, but it was caught easily and twisted gently, dissipating the force of his blow. His arm was then twisted and pinned against his back. A very low voice whispered in his ear, "It's me."

That voice? It's the guy!
Zhang Wuxun turned his head to look behind him. The young man was kneeling behind him, staring expressionlessly at the corpse of "A Ning". He held Zhang Wuxun's arms with both hands, and only let go when he saw that there was no more struggling.

"Holy crap!" Zhang Wuxun exclaimed, his eyes wide, and asked him in a low voice, "When did you get here?"

Damn it, he was so focused on "A Ning's" corpse that he didn't notice anything happening behind him.

The young man continued to stare in that direction and answered softly, "Just now."

Zhang Wuxun moved his arms around; the guy had been very careful with his strength, and apart from his muscles being a little sore from the twisting, he felt no discomfort.

Zhang Wuxun twirled the dagger in his left hand twice, then, growing impatient, whispered, "Shouldn't we go take a look?"

The young man shook his head, picked up some sulfur powder from the surrounding area, sniffed it, then patted Zhang Wuxun on the shoulder before turning around and lying back down.

Zhang Wuxun: "..."

Is it because they knew he had installed a snake-proof shield that they felt so confident?

Is it really that capricious?
The fat man and Panzi were snoring so loudly that they didn't notice anything amiss.

Zhang Wuxun sighed and continued to stare at "A Ning's" corpse.

In just a short while, more than a dozen slender, dark red shadows, leaving watermarks, crawled up to the corpse little by little. Then, quite cleverly, they used their rooster-like heads to pry open the zipper of the sleeping bag and slipped inside one after another through the gap.

Soon, the inside of the sleeping bag began to wriggle, the rustling sounds mingling with the sound of rain, making one feel uncomfortable, as if the snakes were crawling into Zhang Wu's ears.

Several more shadows, trailing watermarks, climbed up the stone platform and silently approached the waterproof cloth little by little.

Zhang Wuxun narrowed his eyes, and just as the dagger in his hand was about to fly out, the dark red shadows suddenly seemed to touch something, and they began to twist and roll, making painful "gurgling" sounds. After twitching a few times, they fell silent.

The snake, which had crawled into the sleeping bag, was lifting the corpse and slowly moving it out. Just as most of the corpse was exposed, a flash of cold light pierced the air, grazed the edge of the corpse, and pinned one of the pheasants to the spot by the neck.

The pheasant let out a few shrill clucking sounds from its neck, and twisted its body a few times, trying to break free from the dagger's grip.

Seeing this, the other pheasants immediately dropped the feed they were carrying, raised their upper bodies, arched their snake-like bodies, and bristled their combs, staring intently at Zhang Wuxun.

Zhang Wuxun unleashed his killing intent, his eyes sharp as he stared intently at them, refusing to yield an inch.

With a "cluck," a slightly thick pheasant's neck and comb twitched twice, giving a command. The other pheasants moved their necks and pulled the snake carcasses of their dead companions from under the daggers, and tried to move the snake carcasses that were dead around the tarpaulin as well.

A few more "clucking" sounds came from the dense forest not far away, like an order to retreat.

A dozen or so pheasants, without hesitation, dropped the snake carcass they hadn't had time to lift, and retreated cautiously, slowly crawling from the edge of the stone platform into the swamp.

It disappeared very quickly.

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