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

Chapter 322 The Kylin's Alt Account
The moment Wu Xiaoxie saw the dark shape clearly, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Adhering to the principle of "I won't move unless the enemy moves," Wu Xiaoxie held his breath and cautiously glanced at the clump of hair.

After looking at it for a while, he realized that the thing did not seem to be a Forbidden Woman, because he did not smell the special fragrance that Forbidden Women had.

But his intuition told him that the thing must be alive. He was pretty sure that there was nothing else in that place except the cave walls and the pottery jars. The tuft of hair appeared silently and suddenly next to him.

He is in a very awkward situation now. He is only slightly more vulnerable than Jesus on the cross, with no way out.

His mind raced, and he suddenly realized that Xiaohua's last three knocks might not have been a call for him to come in, but a warning not to. It was very likely that the danger Xiaohua was facing was this ghostly, hairy monster in front of her.

But Xiao Hua said that what made him unable to speak was that big iron plate. Could it be that the iron plate is some kind of mountain spirit that can change its shape?
Did I summon that ghostly thing by shouting and yelling?

No, no, what nonsense is this?

Wu Xiaoxie shook his head, dismissing those unreliable guesses.

What should he do now? The only weapon he has is a dagger, and his arm isn't long enough to stab it. He can't just throw it over there either; if that thing picks it up and turns the tables, stabbing him with two or three holes, that would be truly ridiculous.

While Wu Xiaoxie was frantically thinking, the dark shadow stood there quietly, like a stone sculpture, completely still.

The sound of metal clanging suddenly rang out, right next to his ear, making his eardrums feel numb, and it had no rhythm whatsoever.

Without thinking twice, Wu Xiaoxie grabbed a bundle of bamboo slips from the side and threw them out.

The power of knowledge was indeed heavy. He clearly felt that the ghostly thing staggered slightly after being hit by his blow. The silk threads, which had long since rotted into cotton, broke apart, and bamboo pieces scattered all over the ground with a clatter.

Wu Xiaoxie remained vigilant, planning to jump down and run away as soon as the thing moved.

However, after waiting for a while, the thing still didn't move. Could it be that all the previous guesses were wrong?
Now Wu Xiaoxie was in a bit of a bind, so he decided to go all in and threw another bamboo slip over.

This time, the power of knowledge was a little weak. The bamboo slips broke apart in mid-air before they even reached their destination. Moreover, Wu Xiaoxie clearly saw that the clump of hair that emitted an eerie glow under the light had just slowly shifted to one side, and most of the scattered bamboo pieces fell to the ground.

Holy crap! This thing is actually alive.

Wu Xiaoxie's hair stood on end instantly, and he was about to jump off the wall and run towards the cave entrance.

However, before he could make a move, a long black stick suddenly emerged slowly from the tuft of hair, resting against Wu Xiaoxie's knee and blocking his escape route.

This stick looks very familiar. Xiao Hua was just wielding it with great skill, using it to leap across walls and do somersaults.

Wu Xiaoxie was taken aback, his gaze shifting back and forth between the stick and the tuft of fur a few times, before he subconsciously asked, "Could it be that you are Xiaohua?"

"clatter--"

The thing wrapped in his hair tapped the stone wall with the stick.

"Holy crap, that scared me to death." Wu Xiaoxie finally breathed a sigh of relief. This little thing was indeed Xiao Hua. "How did you get yourself into such a terrible state?"

Confined inside the armor, Xie Yuchen rolled his eyes, tapped Wu Xiaoxie's leg with a stick in annoyance, and then pointed out of the cave.

Wu Xiaoxie glanced in the direction he was pointing and asked, "Go outside?"

"Tap." Xie Yuchen tapped again, then dragged his heavy armor and began to walk out, moving very slowly.

Now that Xiao Hua has come out, Wu Xiaoxie no longer needs to go in.

After Xiaohua had walked a distance, Wu Xiaoxie immediately scrambled back through the ditch.

After much effort, the two finally reached the outside of the cave.

Looking at Xie Yuchen, who was wrapped up like a moldy winter melon, Wu Xiaoxie couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What happened to you in there? How did you end up like this?"

"Cough cough, stop talking nonsense, quickly help me get rid of all this hair on my body and burn it off."

Xie Yuchen's voice was terribly hoarse, dry and tense, as if he had just finished eating a whole bottle of aged Lao Gan Ma chili sauce and smoking a whole day of old-fashioned tobacco. It was very unpleasant to hear.

Looking at the hair, Wu Xiaoxie felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly lit a small torch, and as soon as the flame got close, the hair twisted and curled up, quickly burning off a large patch.

Then Wu Xiaoxie discovered that burning it with fire was not as effective as using the blood on his gloves, so he changed his strategy, fixed the torch near Xie Yuchen's feet, and groped around the iron armor with both hands.

As soon as he got close, the hair immediately came to life, much like the dried black moss he had seen before that would unfurl when soaked in water, except that the current situation was exactly the opposite.

The "black moss" curled and convulsed at a visible speed, trying to escape. Small clumps fell off the iron armor and into the fire, crackling and sparking before quickly burning into a large pile of charred ashes.

Wu Xiaoxie circled around Xie Yuchen to make sure all the hair was cleaned before taking off his gas mask and saying, "It's done."

That sound was like heavenly music. Xie Yuchen immediately took off his heavy helmet, his face covered in sweat and flushed. He was panting heavily and said dejectedly, "Brother, can you be a little more clever when you go tomb raiding in the future? We've been childhood friends, how come we don't even have this much teamwork?"

Wu Xiaoxie said speechlessly, "You suddenly stop saying a word and just start banging away randomly. Anyone would want to go check on you, right? Besides, you don't follow any rules. You said you'd knock once or twice, but you insisted on knocking three times. It would be a miracle if I could even react."

Xie Yuchen stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing, shook his head, and then shrank back, emerging from the collar of the iron suit like a snake shedding its skin.

Wu Xiaoxie immediately smelled a strong stench of blood. He quickly turned on the light to check and found that his clothes on his right shoulder and chest were completely soaked in blood.

Xie Yuchen gritted his teeth, took off his shirt, and removed the simple bandage. A long and gruesome wound cut directly from his shoulder to his third rib, and blood was still seeping out, making it look extremely frightening.

Wu Xiaoxie hurriedly rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a first-aid kit, including medical alcohol, Yunnan Baiyao (a traditional Chinese medicine), and gauze, to give to him. "What happened? How did you get hurt like this?"

Xie Yuchen's face was pale as he endured the pain to disinfect and bandage himself. However, he couldn't move his shoulder too much, or the blood would bleed even more.

Wu Xiaoxie quickly stopped him, "Don't move, don't move, let me do it."

"Why didn't you say so earlier? I thought you wouldn't know how." Xie Yuchen tossed him the gauze ball soaked in alcohol.

"You didn't ask," Wu Xiaoxie replied, gently wiping away the bloodstains on Xie Yuchen's body, sprinkling on hemostatic powder, and quickly bandaging it up.

Xie Yuchen watched silently, and finally commented, "The technique is quite professional."

Wu Xiaoxie was busy packing the first-aid kit when she heard this and chuckled, "It'll do. If it were Muyu, he would have stitched up such a long wound with needle and thread long ago, guaranteeing it would heal quickly and leave a shallow scar."

Xie Yuchen examined the gauze tied into a bow on his shoulder and adjusted it to be more symmetrical. "Was that person a doctor before?"

“No, he’s a professional tomb raider, he just studied medicine.” Wu Xiaoxie tilted his head and pondered for a moment, then clicked his tongue. “That Muyu guy is an all-rounder. I reckon that apart from not being able to have children and not having studied opera, he knows a little bit of everything else.”

Xie Yuchen raised an eyebrow. "Really? I remember they're both from the Zhang family. So, between him and that young man, who's more skilled?"

"I really don't know, but there's no way Muyu could fight with Xiao Ge." Wu Xiaoxie was very certain of this, and patted the dust off his sleeves. "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Tell me what happened inside just now."

Leaning against his equipment pack, Xie Yuchen relaxed and began to recount what had happened.

After discovering the strangeness of the iron plate, he tried to lift it up. Unexpectedly, he heard a metallic knocking sound coming from the space below. He thought there might be something alive down there, so he decided to go down and take a look.

He felt a bit uncomfortable in his throat, so he ignored Wu Xiaoxie who was shouting outside, propped the iron plate up with a stick, and crawled inside. He found that the structure inside was very complicated.

The deeper he went, the louder the clanging of metal below became, deafeningly so. He tried lighting a cold sparkler and throwing it down to see what was going on, but the sound suddenly disappeared.

He instinctively felt there might be danger and immediately tried to back out, but suddenly felt a gust of wind. Because he was upside down and both hands were gripping the iron chains in the cave, he subconsciously turned to the left and then felt a pain in his right shoulder.

Realizing that what was inside was very troublesome, Xie Yuchen didn't dare to delay and immediately retreated, holding a stick for defense. At this moment, the sound of metal clanging rang out again.

After waiting for a while and seeing no danger, it was clear that the thing inside hadn't followed them out.

After putting the iron plate back in its original position, he heard Wu Xiaoxie outside asking him if something had happened. When he tried to answer, he realized he couldn't speak, so he could only tap the iron plate twice with a stick in response, thinking to himself that Wu Xiaoxie was quite clever.

After answering the question, he originally planned to go out immediately, but as soon as he reached the cave entrance, he found that the hairs on the ground were attracted by the bloodstains he dripped on the ground, and stood up like snakes launching an attack, and even tried to crawl up his legs and onto his body.

Helpless, he had no choice but to shrink back and tear off some cloth to treat his wound. Then he heard Wu Xiaoxie say he wanted to come in. He was both angry and anxious, but he couldn't express his meaning.

Looking left and right, he found two iron suits in a relatively large crater. He put one on and started to walk out, but before he had gone halfway, his hair, along with the smell of blood, had already spread all over his body.

The iron armor was already heavy, and with the hair pulling on it, movement became even more difficult, and he was almost exhausted.

Halfway there, he sensed Wu Xiaoxie's presence and thought he should go up and talk to him, telling him to hurry back and not cause trouble. But he almost scared Wu Xiaoxie half to death.

“There’s something wrong with the air under that iron plate; it can paralyze a person’s vocal cords,” Xie Yuchen said.

Wu Xiaoxie made a pause gesture and asked in confusion, "Weren't you wearing a gas mask when you went in?"

Xie Yuchen explained somewhat awkwardly, "I felt uncomfortable with the mask on my head, so I took it off after I went inside."

Wu Xiaoxie glanced at him sideways and said, "Wow, you're much more 'clever' than me."

Xie Yuchen ignored his sarcasm and continued, "The thing under that iron plate is very strange, and it moves very fast. I was injured before I even saw its shadow. It seems that we need to think carefully before we can get inside."

He pointed to a sliver of surviving hair stuck to the soles of the iron suit's feet and said, "This hair is also a problem. We can't keep walking back and forth in this heavy iron suit; it's too tiring."

“I have a way to do this.” Wu Xiaoxie took his gloves, turned them over so the bloody side was close to the hair, and said, “Look.”

Xie Yuchen was surprised to find that the hair that would normally be attracted by the smell of blood actually twisted and curled slightly when it came to the bloodstains on the gloves, as if it was deliberately trying to stay away.

"Is this your blood?" he asked.

“No, although my blood also contains Qilin’s Blood, it’s not as effective.” Wu Xiaoxie spread his hands. “This was prepared for me by Muyu in advance, just in case I encountered a tricky situation like the previous times I went into the tomb, and the three of them weren’t by my side and couldn’t save me in time.”

Xie Yuchen laughed, "I finally understand why Granny Huo insisted on pairing us up. Normally, she should have used that black-faced god on her side and assigned Zhang Muyu, who also has Qilin blood, to my side. But obviously, Granny Huo couldn't be 100% sure about the situation on her side, so just in case, she left Zhang Muyu there as a substitute."

"She knew what we would encounter all along, so she deliberately had me lead you, this half-baked Qilin bloodline alt account," Xie Yuchen teased. "Her main force uses large and medium accounts, which is a very reasonable arrangement. And from what I've observed over this period, I've found that your only advantage is that you're quite smart, which barely makes up for your lack of physical strength."

Wu Xiaoxie said angrily, "You look thinner than me, and your physical strength is probably not that great either. At most, you're just a little more agile than me."

Xie Yuchen raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you sure?"

Wu Xiaoxie puffed out his cheeks, speechless.

Throughout history, the primary quality of tomb raiding and sand scavenging has been agility and quickness. The key is to arrive and take things quietly, and to avoid dangerous tombs whenever possible. Scenes as terrifying as today's are not common.

Thinking back to his previous tomb raiding experiences, where he and Fatty would bombard and blast through the traps and passageways, acting like destructive monsters, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Thank you so much to the generous donor [Dali Chen]! Sending you a huge heart! *
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