Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 634 The Sound of the Wind!

In a private room on the top floor of the Crescent Moon Hotel, the group took their seats. Hu Ming inhaled the delicate fragrance of Yin Nanfeng, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, while his gaze was fixed on Zhang Rishan's right hand.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent for a while.

The two boys returned to this familiar place, feeling rather awkward, and even dared not look directly at Zhang Yueshan.

Last time, they came here looking for clues about Li Cu, but were caught red-handed by Zhang Yueshan, who happened to be here on business.
Now that he sees Zhang Rishan again, how can he not feel guilty?

You're injured!

After a long silence, Hu Ming said with certainty.

"...What sharp eyes! I've already had medical treatment and tried my best to conceal it, but I didn't expect you to see through me so easily!"

Zhang Rishan relaxed his somewhat stiff right hand, which had lost some of its usual dexterity, and readily admitted it.

What Zhang Yueshan wanted to hide was not the people in front of him.

As for the two "outsiders"... Zhang Yueshan didn't mind.

"Uncle Ming, it was done by the Wang family, by a Wang family spy who was infiltrated within your Nine Gates!"

When this was mentioned, Yin Nanfeng's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

Over the years, very few people have dared to cause trouble at the Xinyue Hotel! Let alone something as outrageous as trying to assassinate a guest of the Xinyue Hotel.

This is a direct slap in the face to the Crescent Hotel!
"More than that, a normal injury wouldn't have made you like this. Let me guess, to keep those bastards from the Nine Gates in check, you even risked opening the Nine Aperture Exquisite Box?"

"Most importantly, you failed; you were injured by the poisonous thorns inside the Nine-Aperture Exquisite Box!"

Hu Ming nodded, clicked his tongue softly, and added.

The so-called Nine-Aperture Exquisite Box is a clever toy created by the most famous craftsman of the Northern Song Dynasty in his later years.

The box is made of three thousand gold threads, but only one gold thread holds the inner lock.

If anyone accidentally touches a single gold thread while trying to unlock the box, dozens of barbed, poisonous stingers will shoot out from inside.

If someone is stung by a poisonous barb, the lock-picker will be crippled!
"That's right, this old guy is quite old, but he insisted on showing off in front of those bastards, and now he's got himself into trouble..."

"His right hand is fine for daily life, but his two-finger probing technique is mostly ruined. Tsk, a Zhang family member with two half-crippled fingers? How interesting!"

Yin Nanfeng snorted lightly, with a hint of schadenfreude, indicating that Hu Ming's guess was correct.

"Nanfeng, you're quite old, but your mouth is as sharp as ever. You only seem to restrain yourself a little in front of Hu Ming, right?"

Zhang Yueshan shook his head with a wry smile.

If you think about it carefully, Yin Nanfeng is not without a gentle side, but she only showed all her gentleness to Hu Ming.

When dealing with others, Yin Nanfeng remained the same aloof yet cunning young lady.
“These are minor issues. Liang Wan has already taken care of them for me. The aftereffects have been minimized, and at least my daily life is fine.”

"Let's get down to business, Hu Ming. What brings these two kids with you?"

Zhang Rishan changed the subject and looked at the two awkward teenagers.

"What else could it be? The 'treasure' left behind by your Buddha. I never imagined that those guys would get their hands on something like this..."

Hu Ming slammed the cassette tape on the table and looked at Yin Nanfeng: "Nanfeng?"

Before coming, Hu Ming had already communicated with Yin Nanfeng.

"Everything was ready... Wait!"

Yin Nanfeng nodded and softly called out to Sheng Shengman, who was waiting outside the door.

crunch...

The door was pushed open, and Sheng Shengman walked in carrying a lacquered wooden box, placed it on the table, and opened it.

Inside is an honest machine, full of the unique rustic and weathered feel of that era.

"Wow, ears! I remember you!"

"After all these years, you're still single, aren't you?"

"Actually, I can understand it, Fatty. After all, who likes their woman to be able to hear even the sounds of her pooping?" Fatty's chatter was as smooth as ever, and he just kept talking.

"If it weren't for Second Master's sake, a fat glutton like you would have been... "

Sheng Shengman was immediately displeased and glared at the fat man.

"See that, Uncle? You're still the most respected!"

The fat man immediately laughed. It was his personality; he loved seeing people see him so angry yet helpless.

Vulgar and lowly.

"Uncle Ming, are you asking him to leave, or am I asking him to leave?"

Yin Nanfeng took a breath, stopped Sheng Shengman, and smiled as he spoke to Hu Ming.

"...Calm down, calm down, it's not a big deal. He's just like his father, only a bit of a smart aleck, you know that...Sheng Sheng Man, you should go out now!"

Hu Ming pinched his nose, trying to smooth things over with a helpless expression.

With a fat guy like that...

With that loose tongue, if he weren't as lucky as his father, he might have been beaten to death in the street any day.

"Um... why don't you guys chat first, and Hao Ge and I listen to the contents of the tape?"

The boys who had been left waiting for a long time couldn't wait any longer and took advantage of the break to interrupt a few people.

"I almost forgot about the important matter!"

The fat man slapped his forehead and immediately started operating the machine.
The machines of the 1940s are somewhat different from those of today in terms of operation, but fortunately they are not difficult to use.

Before long, the fat man had taken care of everything.

"What we're about to hear is probably the Buddha's biggest secret!"

With a sigh, Zhang Yueshan pressed the start button.

"The biggest secret? Not necessarily. Shouldn't the biggest secret be that conspiracy from back then?"

The fat man had no liking for the rumored Buddha and scoffed mockingly.

“...Listen carefully.”

There was no way to refute what the fat man said; Zhang Rishan was speechless and couldn't refute it at all.

rustling.
A faint rustling sound came from the tape.

Several people looked at each other.

The fat man frowned and simply started fast-forwarding.

Unfortunately, it was still just a rustling sound that made no sense!

"Put it back and start over!"

Just then, Hu Ming spoke in a deep voice.

"What?"

The fat man was taken aback. Seeing Hu Ming's serious expression, he started playing the tape again from the beginning and stared expectantly at Hu Ming, who was listening with his eyes closed.

"It's a strange, rhythmic wind! It seems to hold a great secret!"

After listening to the monotonous rustling sound once, Hu Ming opened his eyes and suddenly realized.

He could roughly guess what it was.

"The wind? I seem to remember something... The Buddha said that there is a great secret deep within the ancient city of Tongjing, a secret that no one has been able to unravel since ancient times!"

"This is also one of the reasons why the Buddha oversaw the construction around the ancient city of Tongjing!"

"I remember that the documents left by the Buddha seemed to mention that this secret was hidden in the rumors surrounding the ancient city of Tongjing!"

It was as if a lightning bolt had struck Zhang Rishan's mind, making his past memories even clearer.