Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 352 The Appearance of the Ghost Soldiers

"hiss!!!"

"roar!!!"

Just as Wu Xie and his group fell into an eerie silence, suddenly, roars and the sound of flapping wings came from above the crack.

The voice was all too familiar to Wu Xie and A Ning!
That was the sound of the human-faced bird; this thing had left a very deep impression on them.

And
Judging by the sound, there are quite a lot of them!
Ah Ning and her group were fully armed, but they still had a hard time dealing with these things.

"...Oh no, I understand now, those mummified corpses hanging from the bronze chains, and the skeletons and excrement on the ground..."

"Oh no, we've accidentally wandered into their nest!"

Wu Xie's face turned pale. Connecting the various anomalies here, he understood.

The nine-headed, hundred-legged dragon was merely the last line of defense for the King of Ten Thousand Slaves; the flock of human-faced birds that nested here was another force guarding the coffin!

Wu Xie and Fatty exchanged a glance and decisively darted behind A Ning for protection.

"It's not that they're cowards!"

There were only two of them, with two guns, and they felt extremely insecure facing an unknown number of human-faced birds.

Meanwhile, nearly ten of A Ning's group survived, armed to the teeth—they felt incredibly safe, didn't they?
It's important to understand that these people aren't professional tomb raiders like Wu Xie and his group; they're professional mercenaries! Professional armed men!
They're no good at tomb raiding, and Wu Xie and his friends are no good at fighting!
"...I find it hard to imagine how a cunning old fox like Wu Sansheng could have a nephew like you. You two are really not alike."

Ah Ning sighed, rubbing her forehead. "Don't these two have any shame at all?"
In this respect, he is somewhat similar to Wu Sansheng.

"Even if you say that, there's no way the two of us can take on those strange birds! Judging from the sound, who knows how many there are!"

"Damn it, if Uncle Ming were here right now."

The fat man retorted nonchalantly, "Face? Which is more important, face or life? Is there even a need to consider that?"
However, at this moment, both Fatty and Wu Xie missed Hu Ming terribly.

He believed that as long as Hu Ming was around, these so-called human-faced birds were nothing but a joke!
Mentioning this made Wu Xie feel somewhat worried.

He could hardly imagine what kind of perilous situation could force Hu Ming and Xiao Ge, this invincible duo, to "flee in panic," even abandoning their personal weapons.

Beep~~~!!!!
Just as Aning's men raised their guns and stood on high alert, a melodious bugle call suddenly rang out.

Almost at the same moment, a large amount of light blue smoke rose from the cracks in the surrounding cliffs, and in the blink of an eye, it spread and rose up to everyone's knees.

Suddenly, the atmosphere beneath the crack became eerie and chilling.

"Gah?"

At the same time, the flock of birds with human faces, which had already been brought into view by the searchlight, froze in mid-air.

"what's the situation?"

"I don't know, but it seems to be going our way right now. At least, these strange birds seem quite wary of this pale blue smoke."

Wu Xie and Fatty spoke in hushed tones.

"Mr. Wu?"

Ah Ning's delicate features were furrowed in frustration. The current situation was truly beyond her comprehension, leaving her no choice but to consult a "professional."

"Like I said, even if you ask me, I don't know! Wait, look at that bronze door!"

"Is it slowly opening?" Wu Xie exclaimed in a low voice halfway through his sentence. He had been very concerned about that miraculous bronze door.

Even when on guard against the flock of human-faced birds, most of their attention is still focused on them.

Everyone quickly turned around to look.

Suddenly, the animal hides covering the bronze door burst and fell off. Somehow, the bronze door had shifted outward slightly, revealing a tiny, dark crack between the two doors.

"Gudong!"

"Could this pale blue smoke be the strange phenomenon of the door opening?"

"And those strange birds, they must be terrified of this bronze door, right?"

"Holy crap, what on earth is this door? Why does it feel like the legendary Gates of Hell to me?"

The fat man swallowed hard and exclaimed in surprise.

Even though he, Fatty Wang, was a professional tomb raider who had raided countless tombs and believed he had seen all sorts of strange things.

But this scene was truly unbelievable to him, and for a moment he even began to doubt the meaning of life.

"I do not know.."

Wu Xie stammered, feeling that since arriving here, the word "I don't know" had been popping into his head more and more frequently.
"Miss Aning, Mr. Wu, look over there! What's that? Could it be the legendary Yin spirit from the Celestial Empire?"

"Heavens! Could those things be leading us to hell in the Celestial Empire?"

Just as everyone's attention was focused on the bronze door, one of his men suddenly exclaimed.

At the end of the underground fissure, a group of people clad in ancient armor were slowly drifting in!
These guys walk silently, their movements barely noticeable, as if...
They seemed to float over on a layer of pale blue smoke!
Accompanied by the distant and mournful sound of the horn, it truly chilled the group to the bone, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Difficult. These are truly ghostly soldiers from the underworld seeking to claim lives.

Is that bronze door truly the gate to the underworld?
Even atheists, upon witnessing this horrifying scene, would inevitably have their wild thoughts.

"Those are ghost soldiers. I've seen them once before, but the ghost soldiers back then are completely different from those here!"

Wu Xie muttered to himself, his face pale, but by then, no one was paying attention to his words.

As the ghostly soldiers approached, everyone dared not make a sound, watching in terror as they gracefully drew nearer.

"Tian Tianzhen, look over there, isn't that Uncle Ming and Little Brother?"

"Damn it, were they bewitched by the ghost soldiers, or are they actually the legendary ghost gods?"

At this moment, the fat man's body suddenly trembled, and he pointed at the two figures in the center of the ghostly army and said in a trembling voice.

Wu Xie looked closely and saw that Hu Ming and Wu Xie were both wearing the same armor and walking in the middle of the group.

The two people's faces were so different from the surrounding monsters that they were recognized at a glance.

Upon seeing this, Wu Xie's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart nearly stopped beating.

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Upon closer inspection, Hu Ming and the young man were carrying familiar treasured swords on their backs and at their waists, and their walking style was completely different from that of the ghost soldiers beside them.

This relieved Wu Xie; at least the two of them didn't seem to be dead.

(End of this chapter)