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

Chapter 59 Trailblazers

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wuxun raised an eyebrow with interest. "Oh? Is that so? Tell me about it."

Uncle Tai smiled ingratiatingly, "If I tell you, could you please let go of my hand first?"

Zhang Wuxun spun the triangular bayonet in his hand twice, the tip pointing at Uncle Tai's throat. He showed no mercy, "You have no room for negotiation. Live or die, the choice is yours."

Uncle Tai was almost in tears; he had never seen anyone so unreasonable.

Fearing that this jinx might get impatient and attack him again, Uncle Tai hurriedly revealed what he knew.

According to the information he received, this ancient tomb was built for the gods, and legend has it that there are extraordinary miracles inside, but he didn't know the specifics.

Since the book "He Mu Ji" mentioned by Boss Wang did indeed record such a place, the two of them put their minds together and found some like-minded people to come to the inland to search for the legendary miracle.

They had just arrived at this place when they encountered a taimen over two meters long, and one of the men died instantly. Further in, they ran into Zhang Wuxun and his two companions, and then they all perished here.

That's pretty unlucky.

Zhang Wuxun observed that the guy in the gray windbreaker who had followed them out of the food stall was gone; he guessed that the one who had drowned was the one who had been eaten by the fish.

After listening, Zhang Wuxun turned to Lao Yang and asked, "Is what he said true?"

Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Zhang Wuxun's topic to suddenly turn to him.

"Almost...more or less..." Lao Yang stammered, his eyes darting around. "I can't really describe it. You'll have to go in and see for yourselves to know. You wouldn't believe me if I told you now."

Wu Xiaoxie hissed, about to curse, "You still won't give up until you see the coffin, will you? You'll only be happy if I and Muyu go down there and die?"

"No...no!" Lao Yang quickly waved his hands, "There's really no danger down there, I...I wouldn't lie to you..."

Even Lao Yang himself wasn't confident in what he was saying, let alone Wu Xiaoxie, who had already learned his lesson.

While the three were talking, Uncle Tai quietly unbuckled his belt and then subtly moved inch by inch toward the gun, intending to launch a brilliant counterattack from the ground.

While keeping an eye on Zhang Wu searching for their movements, he reached out to grab the gun. Just as he was about to succeed, he was overjoyed. Suddenly, a black military boot appeared on the gun he was trying to take.

Uncle Tai's gaze followed the military boots upwards and saw a pair of long, straight legs wearing black work pants. Further up, there was a triangular military dagger and Zhang Wuxun's handsome face with a half-smile.

Done!

Uncle Tai chuckled twice, then awkwardly withdrew his hand. "Well... would you believe me if I said it bumped into my hand by itself?"

Zhang Wuxun scoffed, "Do you think I'm blind?"

Uncle Tai looked ashen-faced and completely dejected.

Wu Xiaoxie puffed out his cheeks, trying not to laugh. Wow, this guy is a real talent.

Zhang Wuxun dragged him to Boss Wang's group and tied him up again.

Wu Xiaoxie also took this opportunity to remove the magazines from their guns and pick out two handy guns for himself and Muyu respectively.

"What should we do with these people? Should we just leave them tied up like this?" Wu Xiaoxie asked Zhang Wuxun.

Uncle Tai and the other Boss Wang, who had already woken up, all pricked up their ears, sweating nervously.

“No.” Zhang Wuxun stared at them, a malicious smile on his face. “Take them with you when you go down into the tomb, let them be our guides.” “Okay, whatever you say.” Wu Xiaoxie said he had no objection.

Lao Yang opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

He knew perfectly well that Wu Xiaoxie's heart had already turned to Zhang Wuxun, so even if he expressed a different opinion, it would be of no use.

After hearing Zhang Wuxun's words, Uncle Tai and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they weren't killed immediately, they could act according to the situation in the tomb and hopefully one or two of them could escape.

Unfortunately, they were too happy too soon. Zhang Wuxun tapped each of them on the chest with his knuckles.

The next instant, a tingling sensation spread throughout their limbs and bones. Even though Zhang Wuxun had untied the belt binding their hands, they felt weak all over, as if they had just completed a 20-kilometer armed cross-country run. Their limbs were limp and powerless, and they could only move forward step by step. Running was a problem, let alone counterattacking.

At this moment, Uncle Tai and his companions were filled with deep regret. If they had known that the mainland was so dangerous, they would never have dared to come here even if they were beaten to death.

But it's too late to say all this now; they can only accept their fate.

Lao Yang used all his strength to pull the iron chain.

With a creaking sound of a rusty mechanism turning, the hidden door was pulled up, opening wide enough for two people to go down at the same time.

Zhang Wuxun had Uncle Tai and the others carry their equipment and line up to enter through the hidden door one by one.

Below the dark cave entrance is a long and steep stone staircase that seems to stretch endlessly. The surrounding stone walls are wet, and it's easy to slip if you're not careful when you hold on to them, making the climb very difficult.

Uncle Tai and the others practically sat on the stone steps, inching down one step at a time, because they had no extra strength. Maintaining their balance was already their limit. If they were to stand up and walk, they would tumble down and fall half to their deaths in less than two steps.

Zhang Wuxun pulled out the oldest and thinnest-looking one and made him walk at the very back of Uncle Tai and the others. This old guy was smart enough that if he really rolled down, there would be people below to cushion his fall so he wouldn't get seriously hurt.

The old man, also known as Master Liang, was overjoyed. He clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhang Wuxun, trying to get closer to him. "This old man has no name or surname, but I have a nickname in the underworld: Master Liang. May I ask your honorable surname, sir?"

"My surname is Yu." Zhang Wuxun pointed to the cave entrance, gesturing for him to hurry down, as Uncle Tai and the others had already walked quite a distance.

Liang Shiye smiled broadly and replied, "Yes, Master Yu, I'll go down and scout the way for you right away."

Zhang Wuxun thought to himself that this old guy was quite clever. Then he called Wu Xiaoxie, and the three of them entered the secret door in the same order: Lao Yang led the way, Wu Xiaoxie was in the middle, and Zhang Wuxun followed behind.

The first part of the path was very difficult to walk on; the steps were so narrow that only half a foot could fit on them. After walking for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the stone steps changed direction, gradually began to have an angle, the path became gentler, and the steps slowly widened.

As they walked, they heard the sound of water ahead, and the steps disappeared completely, turning into flat ground.

When Zhang Wuxun and the other two came down, Uncle Tai and the others were lying on the ground, too tired to even move their fingers.

This is so damn terrible! Uncle Tai cried inwardly, "What sins have I committed?"

After resting for a while, the group set off again, heading in the direction from which the sound of water came.

The sound of water grew louder and louder, and every now and then a warm current blew from the front, carrying a strong smell of sulfur.

After turning a corner, the space in front of you becomes wider.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew in their faces, causing everyone to stagger and fall.

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