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

Chapter 226 It's in the middle
The fat man looked dejected, clearly having given up hope for the fight.

"Not entirely." The young man shook his head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Actually, there's another way."

The fat man's eyes lit up, and he urged him, "Tell me quickly, what's the plan?"

The young man hesitated, "The chances of success aren't very high."

The fat man said anxiously, "Hey, you taciturn fellow, you've gone astray after sneaking out for two days. Just tell me what you want to do, stop beating around the bush. I don't want to go back in such a sorry state."

The young man was silent for a moment, then raised his eyelids and looked at everyone. "Let's go find Chen Wenjin."

"Huh?" The group was stunned when they heard this.

The fat man immediately deflated and muttered, "You might as well just go find Master Wu. This forest is so big, and Wen Jin is as slippery as an eel. You can't even catch up with her, let alone us."

Wu Xiaoxie was also puzzled by Chen Wenjin's actions. Didn't she send a message through Dingzhu Zhuoma saying that she would wait for them here? After so many years, she finally saw a living person, so why did she run away? Was it because the men were too ugly and didn't meet her aesthetic standards, so she was scared away?

Looking up and scanning their faces, I realized that if you averaged their looks, they couldn't really be considered ugly.

Could it be that Chen Wenjin has been in this ghost forest for too long and has gone crazy, even her aesthetic sense is different from that of ordinary people?

Wu Xiaoxie's thoughts went off-topic for a moment.

Zhang Wuxun nudged him with his elbow, "What are you thinking about? Your expression looks a little strange."

Wu Xiaoxie quickly shook his head, banishing the unreliable thoughts from his mind.

Panzi suggested, "Why don't we set a trap and lure her here?"

The fat man laughed as soon as he heard this. "How do we seduce him? Shall we wander around the woods and do a striptease? I doubt Chen Wenjin would be into that."

Pan Zi cursed, "That's my master's wife, you little brat, show some respect!"

The fat man snorted, too lazy to argue with him.

Wu Xiaoxie sighed, "It is indeed very difficult, but she is also the most likely person to know where the entrance is."

The fat man scoffed, "That only works if they're on our side. What kind of behavior is it to just turn around and run away?"

After some thought, the group realized that Chen Wenjin's behavior was indeed strange. Although it was too dark to see her expression clearly, her escape seemed to indicate that she was afraid of something.

Wait, I'm scared—run away!

Wu Xiaoxie suddenly realized something, turned to look at Zhang Wuxun and Xiao Ge, his expression somewhat astonished.

"Could it be that Chen Wenjin is afraid of..." Wu Xiaoxie opened his mouth, but hesitated to continue.

Could it be that the "it" mentioned multiple times in Chen Wenjin's notes is actually among them?

Zhang Wuxun nodded solemnly, "Very likely, otherwise why would she send videotapes and pass messages?"

Fatty looked left and right, and it seemed that only he and Panzi looked confused. He said impatiently, "What the hell are you talking about? What message? I don't know anything about it."

Wu Xiaoxie then explained how he found Chen Wenjin's notes at the Golmud Sanatorium and how Dingzhu Zhuoma sent him a message when he was at Lancuo.

Upon hearing this, the fat man cursed them for being disloyal, for not sharing information they had access to. However, he quickly forgot about this displeasure, saying, "So, Chen Wenjin is afraid of one of us, huh?"

Wu Xiaoxie nodded.

The fat man suddenly lowered his voice, looked around mysteriously, and said, "Could it be that one of us is a bad guy?!"

The group looked at each other in silence, none of them uttering a sound.

The fat man immediately raised his hand, tugged at his cheek, and said, "Let me make it clear first, I am a good person, a good person of pure gold. I am only interested in funerary objects. That bad guy could never be me."

Zhang Wuxun chuckled, "I never doubted you. You can fake your face, but you can't imitate cooking skills."

The fat man shook his head with delight, "I love hearing that."

Seeing this, Wu Xiaoxie and Pan Zi also put on a few strange expressions to show that they hadn't been switched either.

There was no doubt about Zhang Wuxun. In Fatty's words, no one but Muyu would forget to bring roasted sweet potatoes when going down into the tomb.

As the fat man spoke, he subtly moved closer to the young man, then grabbed the young man's cheek with lightning speed, pulled hard, and quickly let go, running five meters away.

The young man raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently, without saying a word.

Zhang Wuxun laughed and scolded, "You fatso, it's one thing to launch a sneak attack, but you went so far as to pinch me so hard that my face is all red."

The fat man chuckled, "What sneak attack? I was just a little too fast. Just to be safe, it's always better to be cautious. Sorry."

"Well," the fat man quickly changed the subject, fearing that his brother would come after him later. "Since we've all confirmed that it's the original product, then the problem must lie with Chen Wenjin. She's been cooped up in the woods for so long, maybe she's already mentally unstable. Or maybe it was too dark and she mistook you for your third uncle."

Wu Xiaoxie rolled her eyes. "My third uncle and I are so different in size, and our faces are different too. How could I be mistaken?"

"Then what do you think is going on?" the fat man said, pursing his lips. "It can't be that she's afraid of some special thing we're carrying, can it?"

Wu Xiaoxie was taken aback; Fatty's sudden whims always had a wake-up call at times.

"Now that you mention it, it's actually quite possible." Wu Xiaoxie frowned and began to think carefully about what special things the group of people possessed.

"It can't be roasted sweet potatoes, can it? I remember reading in a magazine sometime ago that someone had a sweet potato allergy and developed a rash, and almost died because they weren't taken to the hospital in time." Fatty started making wild guesses.

Panzi retorted, "How could that be? I've only ever heard of people being killed by garlic cloves, not by the smell of sweet potatoes ten meters away. Besides, we didn't eat any roasted sweet potatoes by the swamp that day."

“That’s not right,” Zhang Wuxun said in a deep voice. “Think about it carefully. When we were at the edge of the swamp, besides the few of us who could breathe, there was another person who wasn’t alive.”

Wu Xiaoxie gasped, "You mean A-Ning?"

The fat man clapped his hands, suddenly realizing, "Oh my, no wonder we encountered a group of snakes in the forest. Could it be that Ah Ning was bitten to death by a snake and is unwilling to accept it, so she attached her soul to a snake to take revenge on us?"

"That woman was a troublemaker even when she was alive, and she's still causing trouble even after she's dead. Luckily, we had enough firepower to blow her to smithereens. Let's see how she tries to cause trouble this time."

Seeing that Wu Xiaoxie's face had turned pale, Pan Zi waved his hand like shooing away a fly, pushing the fat man aside, "Go away, what nonsense are you spouting?"

(End of this chapter)