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

Chapter 536 The Fat Man's Secret
"They simulated the construction process of the bronze gate here." Zhang Haike slowly approached, his expression somewhat shocked, yet also somewhat expected.

“Even though it’s a replica, it’s still incredible enough, isn’t it?” Wu Xie said quietly.

There are only so many stone beds in the opposite side chamber. It must have taken a very long time, perhaps even longer than the human lifespan, to build this bronze door and the bronze cave inside.

Such forbearance, perseverance, and exceptionally long lifespan are qualities that only the Zhang family, with their long lifespans, could possess.

The Zhang family used the method of burning their lives to create several similar bronze doors around the world, which are so realistic that they can be mistaken for the real thing.

They began planning this a thousand years ago.

The legend of Kham has a long history, and the coexistence of copper and tin ore is even rarer. The construction of this bronze gate in this place could not have been a choice, but more likely a last resort.

The Zhang family planned to ambush those searching for the bronze gate. Given the long construction period, they had spent a considerable amount of time on this trap, so it was unlikely they were only targeting one or two people.

They were facing an extremely formidable opponent: the Wang family, an enemy that had thrived for a thousand years and had destroyed a large and ancient family as powerful as the Zhang family with overwhelming force.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie sighed, "We've fallen into their trap too."

The real bronze gate is hidden at the foot of Changbai Mountain, and the huge Shang Dynasty imperial tomb is a miracle that no individual could accomplish. As long as these miracles exist, they cannot be completely without leaving clues in the world.

However, the Zhang family altered the direction of these clues, leaving various traces of both genuine and fake ginseng in all the tombs on the Lu Emperor's tomb, leading all those who had barely escaped from those treacherous tombs to the depths of the Himalayas.

Here they created this fake bronze monument and set a tempting yet deadly trap.

All ancient tombs were prepared to kill tomb raiders.

Over the centuries, the Wang family has certainly not been the only group of people who have come to die after discovering the existence of miracles. The Zan Shen Sect, which has been relentlessly pursuing them, is probably doing so for the same reason.

"Does Brother Zhang know that all of this is a scam?" Wu Xie looked at Zhang Wuxun with some confusion, his heart pounding with anxiety. "What he has been relentlessly pursuing is actually a scam, a trap set by the Zhang family themselves."

Is this the meaning behind his constant search for his lost memories?

“Meaning itself is meaningless,” Zhang Wuxun said softly.

"When Xiao Ge took over the position of clan leader and became Zhang Qiling, no one told him about these millennia-old conspiracies."

"If he wants to know his secrets, he has to slowly unravel the many traps set by his own family."

Each time he suffers from amnesia, he has to re-enter those ancient tombs to search for clues, to find his fragmented past and future among the many real and fake traces, and to find the reason for his continued search.

After Zhang Wuxun finished speaking, a deathly silence fell around them, as if everyone was frozen in place by this unacceptable fact.

Confusion, anger, bewilderment, or doubt?
“We are his friends, but we have no right to say that.” Zhang Wuxun’s words were cruel, like a sharp sword that made Wu Xie’s heart tremble.

But then, in the next second, his tone changed, and he chuckled softly, his voice gentle, “He won’t feel lonely, but he will miss you. Active pursuit can become a hindrance, but he must be free.”

“We are standing right here where he began to lose connection with the world. Time may eliminate everything important and unimportant, but I only hope that when he turns around after many years, after shaking off the dust of his journey, there will be such a faint scene in his memories.” “I just want to solve the end and then hold on to the beginning.”

Zhang Wuxun looked at them and said very seriously, "Because it told me that this is also my starting point."

"Is this your starting point?" Zhang Haike asked. "And why?"

Zhang Wuxun smiled faintly, "Perhaps it will tell me after everything is over, or perhaps I will find the answer myself in the process."

Zhang Haike looked at him thoughtfully, then suddenly said, "You've seen me before."

“You must have seen me before. I can sense that we used to have a close relationship,” Zhang Haike said confidently, his whole body relaxing. “We just lost the same memory.”

So even though he didn't know why Zhang Haisi had disappeared for half a century, he still chose to believe Zhang Wuxun, whose premonitions were always very accurate.

Zhang Wuxun was a little surprised, then smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I had the same feeling."

Their relationship seemed to have become much closer all of a sudden. The fat man looked left and right, not quite understanding how the topic had suddenly shifted to recognizing relatives. Wait a minute, these two were already relatives, so why were they exchanging flirtatious glances?

"Ahem!" The fat man cleared his throat, reminding them that Fatty was about to speak, and they all pricked up their ears to listen.

Once everyone quieted down, to the point where even breathing sounded like white noise, the fat man started throwing bombs around.

Fatty looked at Wu Xie and said very calmly, "Tianzhen, actually, before Xiao Ge came to Banna, he had been to Banna once."

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, his mouth agape, almost unable to speak.

That fatso actually kept such an important thing from him!

"You're really good at keeping quiet. From the time you came to Hangzhou to find me until I dealt with those guys and found Motuo, you kept it all to yourself for almost a year without letting me out a single word."

Wu Xie had just recovered from his grief when he learned that Fatty had kept it a secret, and he was absolutely furious.

Zhang Wuxun also looked at the fat man in surprise, wondering what he would say.

Fatty looked at Wu Xie with a determined gaze, showing no sign of guilt or evasion. "You see, I knew you would react this way. I guessed it a long time ago, which is why I didn't tell you back then. But now it's time. You've come here, experienced all of this, and the time has come."

Wu Xie took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. "He came to see you, and then what did he say?"

The fat man found a bronze plate that protruded significantly from the water's surface and sat down before saying, "He told me that you might come to southern Tibet. He said that if you encounter three things in southern Tibet, I will give you something."

"Which three?" Wu Xie was surprisingly calm; he knew Fatty wasn't lying.

“The first thing you found is his statue,” the fat man said. “This statue was made by the best craftsman in the temple at the time. It is his only projection in this world.”

Sometimes I feel that growing up is a process of losing happiness, not the other way around. — *The Grave Robbers' Chronicles*