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

Chapter 215 Phoenix Tattoo
The masked man's carelessness and underestimation of his opponent put him at a disadvantage from the start. After a few moves, he quickly realized that he might not be able to win and became anxious, wanting to find a way to escape.

For a moment of distraction, Zhang Wuxun seized the opportunity, lashing out with a whip-like kick that sent the masked man flying and crashing into a large tree behind him.

The masked man's knife flew from his hand, and he collapsed to the ground clutching his chest. A noticeable dent appeared in his left chest, and a hoarse, gurgling sound came from his throat, like a broken bellows. He was already breathing heavily, and his life was nearing its end.

"You...cough cough...as expected of a member of the Zhang family, cough cough...it was my carelessness." The masked man struggled to turn over, his breathing becoming more and more rapid.

The drizzle gradually intensified, the raindrops falling more rapidly, pattering on the leaves with a soft, sobbing sound. The air seemed to be veiled with a layer of misty vapor. Through the rain, Zhang Wuxun's expression was unreadable, his eyes seemingly suppressing something.

Suddenly, he chuckled, walked over, picked up the Tang sword from the ground, and stood half a meter in front of the half-dead masked man, coldly saying, "Arrogance seems to be a common ailment of your Wang family. How about it, are you satisfied with this way of dying?"

Blood gushed from the masked man's mouth and flowed down his chin onto the ground. Upon hearing this, his eyes widened, and he struggled to reach out and grab Zhang Wuxun's foot, but in the end, he could only let his hand fall limply. The last glimmer of light in his pupils faded, and he died there unwillingly.

After waiting a while and seeing that he was indeed no longer moving, Zhang Wuxun used his knife to pry off the mask from his face.

Upon seeing the man's face, he let out a soft exclamation. To be honest, setting aside the man's contorted and frozen expression as he died, he was quite handsome and probably only in his early twenties.

I crouched down and felt around behind his ear with my left hand, but I didn't find anything unusual. It seems that this guy is using his real face.

Zhang Wuxun then stripped off his black clothes and lit a lighter to burn from his neck down. Sure enough, he found a dark red spot on his lower back. He continued to burn that small area, and soon, a palm-sized phoenix tattoo gradually emerged.

Zhang Wuxun's eyes lit up immediately. He finally knew what the tattoo looked like. Before it cooled down, he quickly took out his camera from his spatial storage and took a few pictures. After checking and confirming that the pictures were clear, he put away the lighter and restored the clothes to their original state.

Despite being adversaries, he still possessed a strong sense of humanitarianism.

There were no special markings or patterns on the silver mask; it was just an ordinary fox-face mask. It's unclear what level the silver mask belongs to in the Wang family's hierarchy, but it probably doesn't belong to a very important person.

This person should be the contact that "A Ning" used to monitor Zhang Wuxun and the others' actions after she infiltrated the group.

Perhaps because "A Ning's" death was too sudden, their superiors could only send him to continue monitoring the surrounding area, but he was exposed again because of Chen Wenjin's appearance.

Zhang Wushen scanned the surrounding bushes, wondering how many people they had sent. But now that he had alerted them, they would surely be more cautious, making it harder to catch these rats again.

After storing the mask in his spatial storage, Zhang Wuxun dragged the corpse to a dense bush and stuffed it inside. After cleaning up the traces of the battle, he looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and scratched his face in a daze.

He was so focused on chasing the person that he didn't have time to change direction, and unsurprisingly, after running like crazy, he got lost.

"Damn it." Zhang Wuxun wiped his face, feeling a bit embarrassed.

[Dear System, could you please give your host some directions?]
Although the system cannot provide precise navigation, it can still point out the general direction.

The system briefly states that the direction is 37 degrees east of south.

Thanks.
Zhang Wuxun adjusted the direction of the compass on his watch, put the straight sword into his spatial storage, and then, carrying the captured Tang sword, walked in the direction indicated by the system.

He hadn't walked far when he suddenly remembered something and asked the system, "[Do you know where Little Brother's Black Gold Ancient Sword went?]"
Since I've already left the group, I might as well go and find the knife while I'm at it.

[24 degrees west of south]

[Okay.] Zhang Wuxun nodded, changed direction, and continued chatting with the system. [Why didn't you go into hibernation this time?]
[The energy absorbed by Qinling is sufficient for now. We may need to go again after the Zhang Family Ancient Building project is completed.] [No problem.] Zhang Wuxun gave an OK sign.

After walking for more than two hours, the scenery in front of me gradually became familiar.

Zhang Wuxun returned to the place where they had fought the two giant pythons before.

The broken branches and leaves remained where they were, but the python's carcass was nowhere to be seen. It was unknown whether the pheasant's neck had taken it or it had been eaten by other wild beasts in the jungle.

There might be even more ferocious beasts lurking nearby, so Zhang Wuxun didn't waste any more time and went to search in the direction where the Black Gold Ancient Sword had last flown out, according to his memory.

"That's strange, where did the knife go?"

I wandered around the area for half an hour, but didn't see a single shadow.

The rain intensified, making it difficult to even open one's eyes. Zhang Wuxun had no choice but to rest under a tree and use items from his spatial storage to set up a makeshift tent to shelter from the rain.

After finishing his self-heating meal, Zhang Wuxun laid out his sleeping bag and lay down on it, idly listening to the sound of rain. The terrain under this tree was slightly higher, so even if rainwater formed a runoff, it wouldn't flow through here.

Wait a minute, a sudden thought flashed through Zhang Wuxun's mind. Damn it, he knew where the Black Gold Ancient Sword was.

Zhang Wuxun jumped up, spotted a tree, climbed up in a few quick movements, and began to examine the canopy.

This one isn't available, let's try another tree.

Braving the rain, he climbed five trees in a row, and finally found the black gold ancient knife stuck diagonally in a hollow in the heart of a crooked tree with a trunk that looked a bit like the split-necked Five Finger Mountain.

Zhang Wuxun was overjoyed. "I've finally found you!"

This large tree hole is quite ingenious. It was probably bitten by insects and then slowly decayed over thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, growing larger and larger until it became what it is today.

After bandaging the Black Gold Ancient Sword, Zhang Wuxun climbed down the tree and nestled back under the tent, waiting for the rain to subside before continuing his journey.

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Cut back to the camera.

Wu Xiaoxie and the others waded through waist-deep mud and water, looking at each other in dismay as they watched the directions Zhang Wuxun and Xiao Ge had gone in different directions.

"Why did Muyu and the other guy split up and run away?" Fatty asked, both surprised and puzzled. "Could it be that Chen Wenjin, who crawled out of the mud, can split into two? Should we split up and chase after them too?"

Panzi shone his lamp into the dark, dense forest and sighed, "We can't catch up. They're too fast. They just disappear into the swamp. It's so dark now, you could search high and low and still not find them."

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