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

Chapter 443 Meeting Bai Ci
With so many "Wu Xie"s gathered here, they could easily play a round of cards.

Wu Xie suddenly felt some pressure about showing that "he is Wu Xie". What if they don't think he is Wu Xie? Will he be killed?

To avoid getting caught in a vicious cycle of self-justification, he still needs to find a way to act more like Wu Xie.

In fact, philosophically speaking, it is very difficult for a person to prove himself. He really did not expect to encounter such a situation from the beginning. From the moment he entered this puzzle, before he saw the wooden fish, everything was unknown.

But Wu Xie was now filled with deep suspicion as he looked at the unidentified object on the toilet stall door.

Who the hell has the leisure and refinement to draw on a door panel when they're holding back their anger?

The colors used in that "masterpiece" made him suspect that the raw materials were something sourced locally, which made him feel nauseous. Wu Xie carefully stood up, afraid of accidentally getting some on himself.

However, in the short time that was spent there, Wu Xie suddenly realized that the mysterious painting was something he was very familiar with—it was a star chart of Tamutuo.

He had seen this pattern in Chen Wenjin's notes before, and he immediately realized that it was a clue left here by a fellow traveler, who just happened to see it.

In the corner of the star chart, there is a number, "104".

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that this was his room number.

A strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in my heart. Someone was passing his room number to someone else. This was a clue!
Wu Xie immediately came out of the stinking outhouse and ran to his room to check the door number. He was shocked to find that the "4" in "104" on the wooden sign had been changed to "8".

It was altered by someone using a brush; the marks are very fresh and obvious.

The room numbers next to it are in the correct order, but here one number is abruptly changed.

Before leaving, Wu Xie glanced at the number and saw it was "104". Clearly, someone had left the star map and number in the bathroom beforehand and then changed the number in the few minutes between his departure and return.

who did it?

Could it be that those who were tracking and monitoring him finally couldn't hold back any longer and were about to take action against him?

But such behavior is really strange, it feels like spies passing messages to each other during a spy war.

Wu Xie suddenly felt that his previous guess might be wrong, and that the information in the toilet might have been left for him.

He lifted his foot and walked to the right following the order of the door numbers. Since his room number had become "108", the room where the information was actually left must be the new "104".

As you walk to the corner of the corridor, the door to the original room 108 is ajar. Because of its awkward location, this room occupies much less space than the other rooms, so it can't have a large window. The only place for ventilation is a small window on the back wall that is less than 50 centimeters wide.

As Wu Xie passed by the door, he casually glanced inside and saw a chubby figure standing in front of a stove under the dim light of a light bulb. Water was heating in an iron basin on the stove, and the fat, white man was washing his body.

The guy had very long hair and beard, and looked extremely unkempt. While wiping himself, he hummed a song, "Little sister, you go forward, big brother is waiting in the room, being all lovey-dovey, don't let anyone see..."

Since the other person had their back to the door, Wu Xie immediately noticed two clouds on the left side of his back, near the shoulder.

Fatty?!
Wu Xie was startled, but he continued walking along the corridor, following the hints in Fatty's lyrics, until he walked out of the courtyard.

As he walked, he wondered how the fat man had gotten here so quickly. In this kind of weather, it was impossible for him to travel from one desolate wilderness to another remote area so fast, let alone pinpoint his location so quickly.

Moreover, this is Medog, which is more difficult to get in and out of than the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Furthermore, the fat man clearly did not want to recognize him immediately for some reason. That's why he didn't come looking for him right away after confirming his location. Instead, he left marks on the toilet and the doorplate and sang a song to imply that no one should recognize him.

Don't let anyone see what Fatty's concerns really are. Could it be, as Fatty joked before, that they are both being targeted by a force?

The fat man had clearly disguised himself intentionally, and he knew that once he appeared, he would suffer the same fate as Wu Xie, because the place was too small, and he had to hide himself in the shadows while Wu Xie was in the open.

The fact that the fat man was able to pinpoint his location so quickly means he's been in Motuo for quite some time. Something must have happened during this time that made him uneasy, so he must have been heading to Motuo well in advance. When he received that phone call, he was probably already near Linzhi.

Wu Xie lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke it. He just held it between his fingers and watched it burn slowly. The thin blue smoke drifted and dissipated into the cold air, quickly disappearing from sight.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a door opening behind him, followed by a basin of dirty water being splashed out. Wu Xie stepped aside, and a few drops of dirty water splashed onto his shoes.

My brow twitched. I thought this was another hint from Fatty, like using this conflict as an excuse to have a conversation while waving my fist. But then I heard Fatty call out to the guesthouse owner, "Sister, there's no hot water. Bring up two more kettles of hot water."

The landlady responded and came out of the gatehouse carrying two kettles of hot water. The fat man took one of the kettles, and the two carried it inside. Then, the fat man complained, "Is your food undercooked? I've had diarrhea every morning at seven o'clock sharp these past few days. Or is your drinking water dirty, like rat urine?" The landlady hurriedly replied, "No, no, it's absolutely clean. You're probably just new here and not used to the water and food."

"Is that so?" the fat man asked, his tone skeptical.

Wu Xie didn't pay attention to what was said after that. He had already received Fatty's hint and couldn't help but want to laugh. Diarrhea at seven o'clock sharp? Fine, then he'll have diarrhea at 7:15 in the morning too.

The next day, Wu Xie arrived at the appointment on time. He covered his nose and peeled off the toilet paper on the partition, which was covered with reversed writing.

The smell in the toilet was so strong that Wu Xie only had time to take a closer look after returning to his room.

Just as he had predicted, the fat man had discovered three weeks earlier that A-Gui's landline was being tapped again, but this time he failed to find the person tapping the phone in Banna.

This kind of eavesdropping is different from surveillance. He soon realized that the person behind it was not listening to his phone calls, but to Wu Xie, who called him every week.

The person behind this is more secretive and more sophisticated than Chen Jinshui's group. Fatty guessed that it was probably the main body of that force that made the move this time.

So Fatty set up a scheme, having A-Gui hold his cell phone close to the landline. Every time Wu Xie called, A-Gui wouldn't answer first, but would instead call Fatty's number on his cell phone. Then, he would put both the cell phone and the landline on speakerphone, allowing Fatty to talk to Wu Xie through the landline from the cell phone.

In fact, shortly after Wu Xie arrived in Motuo, Fatty followed him to nearby Linzhi. After receiving the last phone call, he immediately entered Motuo and then followed Wu Xie.

Fatty said that whenever Wu Xie left a place for more than three minutes, someone would inevitably appear to follow him. They were all locals and not very experienced in following people, so Fatty could easily fall behind them and become the mantis stalking the oriole.

Fatty planned to investigate alone. He told Wu Xie to be careful, as he couldn't find a more discreet way to contact him, so he told Wu Xie to keep an eye on the toilets nearby.

After reading the contents of the paper, Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, knowing that Fatty was by his side made him feel much more at ease.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Wu Xie opened the door warily and saw two young lamas standing at the door.

Wu Xie was taken aback, not understanding why the lama had chased him all the way down the mountain. "Is something wrong?"

The young lama nodded. "Mr. Wu, Master Deren requests that you come up the mountain immediately."

"What's wrong?" Wu Xie asked.

"The master said that what happened fifteen years ago has happened again, and another person has emerged from the snow mountain," the young lama said solemnly.

"A visitor from the snow?" Wu Xie's eyes widened, his breath catching for a moment. Could it be Mu Yu? Was Mu Yu planning to meet him?
He didn't care about anything else at the moment. He told the young lama to wait a moment, went back to his room, found paper and pen, drew a magnifying glass and a fish on it, and crumpled the paper into a ball.

Then, carrying his backpack and other belongings, he followed behind the two young lamas, and as they passed the fat man's room, he slipped the crumpled paper inside, avoiding their gaze.

They rushed up the mountain without stopping, and as soon as they entered the temple, Wu Xie felt an unprecedentedly strange atmosphere.

The young lamas he encountered on his way to Deren's house all stared at him with subtle expressions.

Wu Xie had a premonition that something extraordinary was about to happen today.

Gathering his thoughts, Wu Xie pushed open the door and went inside. In the bedroom of Grand Lama Deren, a person sat at a low table with his back to the door, wearing a Tibetan robe that Wu Xie was familiar with, talking to Deren face to face.

When Wu Xie pushed open the door and entered, the two stopped talking and quietly drank tea.

Wu Xie noticed that as soon as he entered the room, several lamas sitting on cushions by the bookshelf looked at him with a very strange expression.

It's not that I have supernatural vision, but rather that I feel strange seeing Wu Xie.

The atmosphere was very uncomfortable, but Wu Xie couldn't care less at the moment. He hurriedly walked to the man in the Tibetan robe and bent down to look at him.

The man in the Tibetan robe put down the teacup in his right hand, seemingly in a good-natured manner, and allowed him to look him over.

When Wu Xie saw that face that was so familiar, his first reaction was not horror, but an indescribable, tearful emotion that even he could not express.

"Wooden Fish..." As if afraid of disturbing something, he softly called out the name.

(End of this chapter)