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

Chapter 25 Drought Demon Xiaozong
"Go away!" the fat man said irritably. "I'm just assessing whether this little rice dumpling is worth anything."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wuxun also became interested. "What? Does the little zongzi have a treasure on him?"

The fat man's tone was full of regret, "Judging from the size of this coffin, that little zombie must have had some good stuff on it. It's just a pity that we don't know where the body is. Otherwise, if we had pressed it down a few times, we might have been able to find some beads."

Wu Xiaoxie chimed in, "Indeed, children who die young or are buried alive usually have a lot of burial items on them, and they also usually have preservative beads in their stomachs."

Zhang Wuxun knew this; a good quality anti-corrosion bead could easily cost hundreds of thousands.

So Zhang Wuxun secretly began to think about the little rice dumpling.

Zhang Wuxun narrowed his eyes, staring dangerously at the large porcelain jar, ready for anything.

In the original story, the little rice dumpling was hiding in this big porcelain jar.

Why isn't he out yet?

Do you expect me to pay for it?
Zhang Wuxun raised an eyebrow and said loudly, "Since it's not here, let's look for it somewhere else."

He then gave Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty a wink.

The group slowly turned around and took two steps forward. Sensing the sinister gazes behind them, Zhang Wuxun silently stretched out his fingers and made a gesture in front of his chest, "Three, two, one!"

In the instant he turned around, he flicked his wrist and sent out an octagonal silver dart, instantly slicing off half of the white-haired creature's head.

The little white-furred rice dumpling squeaked in pain and jumped out of the large porcelain jar. It flashed by in a flash and disappeared into a pile of porcelain bottles in another corner in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Wuxun: "...Yo ho."

With his left hand, Zhang Wuxun produced another silver dart and crouched down to approach.

The fat man also picked up his gun from the ground and aimed it in that direction.

Wu Xiaoxie chimed in slyly, "Those porcelain vases over there are just as valuable as this big porcelain jar."

The fat man clicked his tongue and switched his gun for a dagger.

The moment they lifted their feet, one of the porcelain bottles moved, fell to the ground with a thud, startled everyone, and then rolled out of the tomb and disappeared.

"Hey? This kid is deliberately teasing Fatty."

The porcelain bottle rolled to the middle of the passageway and stopped briefly. Several people followed it for a couple of steps with flashlights, and then the bottle continued forward, rolling past the small jade doors on both sides of the passageway, finally stopping in front of the jade door opposite the tomb chamber.

The group was puzzled. After exchanging glances, Wu Xiaoxie guessed, "I have a feeling that this little rice dumpling is showing us the way."

Zhang Wuxun picked up his backpack and put it on, saying, "We'll find out if we go over there and see."

Everyone agreed.

The fat man patted Zhang Wuxun on the shoulder and pointed to the stone path ahead, saying, "Nine times out of ten, there are traps on this kind of bare stone path. We have to be careful."

Zhang Wuxun nodded and waved to the group, "I'll lead the way, you all follow my steps and be careful not to step on the wrong step."

Where A Ning couldn't see, Zhang Wuxun quietly winked at Wu Xiaoxie, pointed at A Ning, made a beheading gesture, and then pointed at Wu Xiaoxie again.

It's unclear whether Wu Xiaoxie understood or not, but the boy's eyes widened instantly, his expression somewhat frightened. He glanced cautiously at A Ning, then shook his head at Zhang Wuxun with a face full of rejection.

Zhang Wuxun rolled his eyes speechlessly. Well, all that gesturing was for nothing.

Zhang Wuxun stopped talking nonsense, pressed himself against the wall, and stepped onto the stone slab.

This kind of stone slab mechanism is the most basic defensive mechanism. It's not very difficult, provided that no incompetent teammates cause damage.

Zhang Wuxun walked forward at a leisurely pace, with Wu Xiaoxie behind him, and then A Ning.

In the original storyline, this woman even used Wu Xiaoxie as a shield.

Sure enough, halfway through the journey, Ah Ning stepped on a stone slab outside the path. The mechanism was instantly triggered.

Countless arrows swept in with a whistling sound.

Zhang Wuxun swung his short sword to knock away the arrow that flew beside him. He turned his head and saw Xiao Tianzhen being grabbed by A Ning and pushed forward as a shield, looking terrified.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Wuxun cursed. Although he knew that being hit by the rain of arrows wouldn't kill anyone, he was still a little angry when he saw Xiao Tianzhen looking like a hedgehog after being shot.

He raised his hand to throw the dagger at the arrogant Ah Ning, but someone suddenly grabbed his arm and stopped him.

"Huh?" Zhang Wuxun turned to look at Zhang the Bald, and silently asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhang the Bald glanced at Wu Xiaoxie, then turned back to stare at Zhang Wuxun with an indifferent look, saying nothing.

Zhang Wuxun stared at him for a few moments, then looked at Wu Xiaoxie, who was enduring arrow wounds on the other side, and felt even more confused.

What's going on? Is this guy so immersed in the role of wearing a bald mask that he's completely forgotten about innocence?

In just over ten seconds, the rain of arrows had stopped.

Zhang Wuxun broke free from the young man's hand and threw a silver dart before A Ning could slip into the jade gate.

A cry of pain came from the other side; it seemed the shot had hit.

Zhang Wuxun glanced at the young man but couldn't discern any emotion in his eyes, so he turned to find Wu Xiaoxie.

Wu Xiaoxie lay flat on his back on the ground, his eyes wide open, seemingly still not recovered from the shock he had just experienced.

Zhang Wuxun knelt down beside him, silently dealing with the lotus arrows on his body.

"Wooden fish..."

Wu Xiaoxie blinked slowly. "Am I still alive?"

Zhang Wuxun gave him a flick on the forehead in an annoyed tone, "Did you feel the pain?"

Wu Xiaoxie let out a "howl," his face scrunched up, "I can feel it, I'm still alive."

Then, with a look of anger and confusion, he muttered to himself, "I have no grudge against that woman, why would she want to harm me..."

"You have the nerve to complain to me!"

Zhang Wuxun threw the arrow in his hand to the ground and scolded you with a look of disappointment, "Did I waste all that time sparring with you before? I told you that woman was no pushover and to be careful. Now you've been used as a shield, who can you blame?"

Wu Xiaoxie was stunned by the scolding, and said in a small, innocent voice, "I thought the gesture you made earlier meant for me to find an opportunity to kill A Ning."

Zhang Wuxun's lips twitched in exasperation. "You?"

Wu Xiaoxie scratched his head awkwardly, sat up, and pulled out an arrow to examine it closely. "This arrow..."

“Hmm.” Zhang Wuxun nodded. “The arrow is malfunctioning. When it hits something, it automatically retracts and then four claws emerge from the back of the arrow. At most, it will scratch the skin a little, and it’s just a bit scary to look at. It’ll teach you a lesson.”

Wu Xiaoxie gave a muffled "Oh," and with Zhang Wuxun's help, he got up from the ground and went over to deal with the arrows in the fat man's body.

Fatty was truly pitiful; apart from his face, there wasn't a single spot on his body that wasn't pierced by arrows, making him look like a chubby, spiky ball.

Wu Xiaoxie mocked him without any politeness, and the fat man retorted with a sarcastic laugh.

Both of them are like the pot calling the kettle black, laughing at each other for their own ugly appearance, when in reality they are just as bad themselves.

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