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

Chapter 235 Joining the Fishpond
Mop was still wary of this thing, it had left him with a psychological trauma. He even sent two of his men to wait by the side. Every time Zhang Wuxun and Pan Zi picked one off, they would smash it flat with a stone. They were incredibly fast and ruthless.

The wounds were cleaned up in less than half an hour. Zhang Wuxun disinfected his hands, applied medicine and bandaged the fat man's wounds, and then put several heat packs on him to keep them warm.

The fat man probably felt comfortable after sleeping, because he smacked his lips and started snoring.

Zhang Wuxun chuckled, shook his head, and walked to sit down by the fire.

Wu Xiaoxie handed him the self-heating meal she had prepared.

Zhang Wuxun took it and chatted casually while eating, saying, "How did Fatty get bitten by a snake?"

Wu Xiaoxie swallowed the rice in his mouth, took a sip of water, let out a long breath, and then recounted the hardships he and Fatty had endured along the way.

Wu Sansheng, who was listening nearby, finally couldn't help but slap Wu Xiaoxie on the head and cursed, "You brat, why are you so disobedient?"

Wu Xiaoxie awkwardly touched his nose, speechless, mainly because he dared not argue.

Now that things have come to this, Wu Sansheng couldn't say anything more. He couldn't just kick them out now that things had reached this point.

With his sharp eyes, Hei Xiazi spotted the chain around Wu Xiaoxie's neck and easily pulled it out with a flick of his wrist.

Wu Xiaoxie cursed and quickly pulled the bag back from his grasp, angrily saying, "What are you doing!"

Black Bear grinned and pushed up his sunglasses, teasing, "A gift from your sweetheart? You hid it so well."

Wu Xiaoxie rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Yeah, me, Fatty, Little Brother, and Panzi, we each have one."

"Wow..." Black Bear said with some surprise, "Then your sweetheart has quite a few fish in the pond."

Panzi was already laughing uncontrollably, "Brother Muyu, all of us brothers are fish in your pond now."

“It’s alright, my lotus pond is big enough, very spacious!” Zhang Wuxun waved his hand seriously, then took out two safety buckles from his pocket, tossed one to Hei Xiazi, and handed the last one to Wu Sansheng, raising his eyebrows and smiling, “Welcome to my fishpond.”

Wu Sansheng initially thought it was some kind of snake-repelling treasure. He shook the safety buckle by the rope and asked in surprise, "Just a jade buckle can protect against pheasant necks?"

Zhang Wuxun explained, "It's mainly due to the efficacy of the medicinal herbs inside. These herbs are extremely rare, appearing only once every thousand years."

The specific medicinal herbs were not mentioned in detail, but Wu Sansheng, having been in the martial arts world for so many years, naturally knew his limits and did not pursue the matter further.

On the other side of the fire, one of the men gently nudged the mop, gesturing towards Zhang Wuxun with his eyes, and whispered, "Boss, they have..."

Mop nodded with an unfriendly expression, indicating that he understood. When he heard that Wu Xiaosanye say that the safety buckle could ward off snakes, his mind started to wander.

These days, who isn't afraid of death? Who doesn't value their life? Just thinking about how many brothers sacrificed themselves on this trip made Tuoba's heart ache beyond measure. So he decided to swallow his pride and ask Master Wu for one.

They all seemed to be very close, so that kid who looks like a ghost probably wouldn't make up something fake to fool people.

Black Bear held the safety buckle, turning it over and over, but couldn't figure it out. He stared at the two liquids swaying inside, his expression showing great interest, as if he wanted to break it open and examine it carefully.

Zhang Wuxun's eye twitched, and he lowered his voice to warn him, "Don't you dare get any funny ideas. If you do something wrong, you'll have to pay ten times the price."

Black Bear curled the corners of his mouth. "Does 'tenfold compensation' mean?"

Zhang Wuxun chuckled, "Compensate ten times the original price." Hei Xiazi's lips twitched, and he immediately felt that the thing in his hand was a hot potato; no matter how strong its snake-repelling effect was, it was no longer appealing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the black and gold ancient sword next to Zhang Wuxun. His eyes darted around, and he tentatively lowered his voice to ask, "Brother Muyu, since I have a good relationship with Zhang the Mute, could you reveal a little bit to satisfy my curiosity?"

Zhang Wuxun was speechless. They dared to use any lame excuse to get freebies from him. He immediately pulled a long face and said in an unfriendly tone, "You wish! If you're so capable, go and say that to Brother Xiao."

Hei Xiazi sighed regretfully. That cold-faced Zhang the Dumb was so unapproachable. Back then, he had coveted the Black Gold Ancient Sword and refused to borrow it for even a couple of days. But when he saw his own family, he was very indulgent and gave them such a fine sword so easily.

"It's so heartbreaking. You and that mute Zhang are exactly the same," Black Bear said, pursing his lips.

Zhang Wuxun ignored him and leaned against his backpack to rest.

Half an hour later, the group of people that Wu Sansheng had sent out to scout the way returned.

First, he reported the situation to Mop. Mop looked very unhappy and walked over to Wu Sansheng, seemingly respectfully saying, "Third Master, the brothers say that the road over there is impassable and we can't get out. What should we do next?"

Wu Sansheng stood up, sighed deeply, and said helplessly, "There's no other way. We can't stay here any longer. We have to go back. We can only come out again tomorrow."

He lightly kicked Wu Xiaoxie, cursed, and called to the others, "Let the brothers set off."

Everyone stood up immediately and packed their equipment.

Wu Sansheng looked around and warned again, "Don't make any noise in the well. We can talk about it when we get back to where we are. Especially those of you with guns, make sure you fasten the safety on your guns. Accidental discharge here is no joke. Don't get yourself into trouble."

No one expressed dissatisfaction with his words, after all, this was a matter of life and death.

Mop also gave his subordinates a few pointers.

The group set off quickly, with only the head and tail men's miners' lamps lit. Apart from the deliberately light footsteps, the mine shaft was eerily quiet, and everyone remained silent.

From the depths of the surrounding side passages, the distinctive "clucking" sound of pheasants could be heard from time to time. Affected by the environment of the pipes, the sound seemed to be right next to one's ear, sending chills down one's spine.

Almost everyone remained on high alert, like birds startled by the mere sound of a pheasant's neck. At the slightest sound of a pheasant's neck calling, someone would warily look in that direction.

As you go deeper, the temperature drops. The underwater system here is very complex, and without a guide, you'll just wander around aimlessly like a headless fly.

After walking for three or four hours, a fire finally appeared in the cave ahead, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After passing through the stone steps and entering the grotto, you'll find that the space inside is quite large, with several tents erected inside and some empty space on the side.

Several men in black sat by the fire, their backs to the crowd, and they made no attempt to turn around to investigate when they heard the commotion.

After a long and arduous journey, Wu Xiaoxie was exhausted and all she wanted to do was put down her backpack, curl up by the fire, and have a warm and cozy nap.

One of Mop's henchmen came over and kicked the men in black to the ground in a couple of kicks. "Get up and give Young Master a seat."

Wu Xiaoxie was startled. Upon closer inspection, he realized that all of them were dead.

(End of this chapter)