Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 698 Qilin Blood?

The young man glanced at Yin Nanfeng, who still had his eyes closed, seemed to ponder for a moment, and then decisively drew his sword.

It looks like they're about to take direct action.

Hu Ming didn't dare to delay, so he quickly sped up and hugged the young man, shaking his head repeatedly.

You absolutely mustn't do that!
At the very least, you can't do this in front of Yin Nanfeng!
"..."

Helpless, the young man had no choice but to sheathe his knife, signaling that he was giving up.

But at this moment.
The coffin belonging to Zhang Qishan suddenly trembled slightly!
Hu Ming and the deliveryman made sure they were 30 centimeters away from the coffin just now, and it was absolutely impossible for them to have touched it.

so.…

Both of them narrowed their eyes and instantly became alert.

They didn't even care whether the trembling of the coffin and the resulting movement of the chains would startle Yin Nanfeng.

At that moment, at the bottom of the coffin, as the pipes trembled, a barely perceptible crimson hue seeped into the water and was quickly washed away, disappearing without a trace.

Although I didn't see this scene due to the angle, isn't Hu Ming someone with amazing senses?
In the instant the crimson color faded, they keenly noticed a faint metallic taste that seemed to appear on their lips, before slowly dissipating.
This made the two of them even more cautious, and they both drew their swords and looked warily at the coffin.

On the other side, Yin Nanfeng was already somewhat distrustful of the young man, and the moment the chains made a sound, he decisively opened his eyes.

Sure enough, Hu Ming and the young man were behind the coffin, and they had both pulled out knives!!!
Regardless of anything else, Zhang Qishan was Yin Nanfeng's elder, and at that moment, Yin Nanfeng really wanted to swear.

He frantically gestured to the two of them, signaling them to come back quickly.

Hu Ming and his brother naturally saw Yin Nanfeng's actions. After observing for a while, they found that the coffin showed no further signs of movement, and they were somewhat relieved.

After thinking it over, they decided not to open the coffin to investigate. The two exchanged a glance, nodded in tacit agreement, and returned the way they came with Yin Nanfeng.

"Second Master, you're back!"

Upon seeing the figure appear in the water from the shore, Bai Haotian quickly stood up and cheerfully greeted it.

However, none of the three looked happy, and no one paid him any attention.

"Uncle Ming..."

Yin Nanfeng hesitated for a few seconds, but still couldn't help but speak.

"and many more!"

Hu Ming shook his head, took out a thin black slice from his waist, and upon closer inspection, it was clearly a piece of wood that had just been cut from a whole piece…

wood chips
Yin Nanfeng was instantly shocked and stared blankly at Hu Ming, whose face was serious.

What's underwater?
If she wasn't mistaken, these were definitely fragments of Zhang Qishan's coffin lid!!
"It's really quite a favor that my great-uncle didn't rise from the dead and lift the coffin on the spot..."

Yin Nanfeng murmured blankly.

Hu Ming crushed the wet wood chip and held it to his nose to sniff it.

"Tsk, there was definitely something wrong! That damn Zhang Qishan!"

Hu Ming handed the shard from his fingertip to the deliveryman, baring his teeth and spewing profanities.

"It's Qilin blood, very pure Qilin blood! It's only slightly less concentrated than the bloodline of Zhang Qiling throughout history."

The young man also took a light sniff and spoke indifferently.

"Qilin blood? Are you sure?"

Hu Ming raised an eyebrow and confirmed.

"I am certain that the Zhang family's Qilin blood is very special, containing extraordinary power. Given that they share the same roots, it is easy to identify them."

The young man's expression grew even colder, his hand clenching and unclenching repeatedly as he spoke with certainty.

"That's a huge problem. Damn it, what the hell is this guy trying to do?"

Hu Ming rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache. He never expected that such a simple act as accompanying Yin Nanfeng to pay respects to their ancestors would turn into such a strange situation.

"No, Uncle Ming, what are you talking about? Is there something wrong with my great-uncle's coffin?"

"Also, if I remember correctly, the old man said that his Buddha did not inherit the Zhang family's Qilin bloodline, which is why he died of old age at the age of 111."

Yin Nanfeng's eyebrows furrowed, and disregarding the two's rude behavior, she quickly asked.

"So, that's the problem. I checked with the guy, and the weight of the coffin is obviously wrong. It's clearly filled with Qilin blood." "It's Qilin blood that has been specially treated and won't decay or congeal for a hundred years. We can probably guess where this Qilin blood comes from. That's why the guy just now acted like he didn't care about anything and was going to open the coffin and chop up that bastard's corpse."

Hu Ming sighed and recounted the circumstances of their discovery.

Not only Zhang Qishan's coffin, but also Yin Xinyue's coffin, were both filled with Qilin blood.

The amount of blood needed is enormous, far beyond what one or two members of the Zhang family could provide.

Therefore, the answer to the question is quite obvious.

During Zhang Qishan's lifetime, in that most insane era, besides constantly searching for Xiao Ge's whereabouts, he was also secretly hunting down and killing a large number of surviving members of the Zhang family's main branch.

Although it is unknown what purpose he served, it is certain that Zhang Qishan died in 01 and was subsequently buried here.

In other words, Zhang Qishan's body had been soaking in the blood of the Qilin for more than a decade.

Of course, if Zhang Qishan isn't buried here, that's a different story.

"Regardless of whether they inherited the Qilin bloodline, the Zhang family members often possess extraordinary physical abilities. If their bodies are not handled properly after death, serious problems can easily arise..."

"The horde of corpses hanging from chains below reminds me of something... Hu Ming, do you remember the feng shui structure of our family's old building?"

The young man glanced at Bai Haotian, who was pretending not to hear anything, and asked, "When were those female corpses brought in from underwater?"

"Ah, this... this is one of the top secrets of our Warehouse Eleven..."

"Tell me, and I'll give you Hu Ming's contact information, his private contact information."

The young man simply pushed Hu Ming forward, and somehow he learned without being taught what it meant to strike at a weakness.

Hu Ming once said that this girl is a big fan of Wu Xie, but judging from Xiao Ge's observations along the way, she's probably also a big fan of Hu Ming, right?
"make a deal!"

Bai Haotian shamelessly agreed.

“You son of a bitch…” Hu Ming’s lips twitched.

"You son of a bitch."

Yin Nanfeng's face darkened.

This was the first time Yin Nanfeng had ever sworn in front of outsiders since she was born.

"Actually, it's not a secret. Many of the older residents of Warehouse Eleven know about it. You can ask anyone outside and they'll find out."

"Back then, before his death, the Buddha arranged those corpses here to suppress some evil spirits below."

"Later, the Buddha instructed that after his death, his and his wife's bodies should be buried here to suppress all evil."

Bai Haotian chuckled, making no attempt to hide his delight at having struck gold.

"Suppress all evil?"

Hu Ming chuckled; he had probably figured something out.

If the corpses of the owners of the Qilin blood in Zhangjia Ancient Building throughout the ages were meant to nourish the thousand-year-old zongzi underground.

The arrangement of the corpses here is somewhat similar to that of the Zhang Family Ancient Building, but there are also obvious differences…

"He really is buried here!"

Clearly, the young man had thought of this earlier than Hu Ming, and was quite certain of it.

The art of Feng Shui is also something the Zhang family excels at.

When they arrived, Hu Ming and his brother had already realized that this mountain was the largest dragon vein treasure land within the Hangzhou area.

At first, it was just a way to find an auspicious place to store those unusual creatures, and for Zhang Qishan to find a place to rest in peace.

Now it seems things are not so simple after all.

"Let's leave those aside for now, since we can't really just open Zhang Qishan's coffin right there and find out what's going on."

"Speaking of which, young man, you insisted on coming here, did you know something beforehand?"

Hu Ming shook his head. After all, this wasn't a convenient place to do things, and besides, Zhang Qishan's identity was indeed somewhat sensitive.

"No, at first I just came to find something, something that he took from the ancient building, something that belonged to Zhang Qiling."

The young man's face showed regret at not being able to open the coffin and retrieve the contents.