Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

The next morning, Ji Haobo got up and left the tent. Lao Hu came over and said that two of Qiu Dehao's men had gone missing the night before, and one of them was a stiff, blackened body.

He simply went over and said "Please accept my condolences!" to Qiu Dehao. If he hadn't felt it was inappropriate, Lao Hu and the others would have almost burst out laughing.

After a quick breakfast, Ji Haobo decided to follow the path that Erpang and the others had taken.

The main purpose is to find out where those snake people came from, and if there are any more, to capture them all.

"Brother Bo, those snake people from last night should have been encountered up ahead. Look, there are still many traces on the ground."

Erpang and Panzi led the way, and the group quickly appeared outside a swamp by following the trail.

"How...how do we get across?"

Everyone was dumbfounded as they stared at the rotting branches and leaves soaking in the water and the pungent stench emanating from the mud.

"Forget it, let's go back the way Erpang and the others came and see if we can find Zhang Menzi."

Soon everyone returned to the place where the two had encountered the snake-man, where a small stream lay in front of them.

"Uncle Bo, after I got separated from you, I followed this stream all the way here."

I was hoping to catch some fish to fill my stomach since there was running water, but I didn't see a single fish.

Erpang angrily threw a branch into the stream, but it landed at a bend and hit something, making a splashing sound.

The group exchanged glances and walked forward curiously, only to be startled by what appeared.

Two corpses were seen floating on the water, with hundreds of pheasants' necks entangled around them, but they weren't feeding.

Judging from the unrecognizable appearance of the corpse and the wriggling motions, one could guess that the pheasant must have laid its eggs on its neck.

As they appeared, the startled pheasants raised their heads and swam menacingly toward the group.

"Da da da…"

"Chirp chirp chirp..."

As the crowd opened fire, the wild chickens' necks were filled with hatred for the Northwest.

Those who sought Dehao breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling that their weapon was somewhat useful and no longer just a fire poker.

"Master Bo, those two unlucky guys are unrecognizable, but judging from their attire, they should be cannon fodder that Third Master found."

Pan Zi looked at the two disgusting piles of rotten flesh in the water and felt a chill run down his spine. He thought to himself that it was fortunate that he had the blessing of Master Bo's Heavenly Coffin to protect him, otherwise things might have turned out badly... Hiss!

"Those two guys probably pounced on us last night. Let's go check ahead again."

Ji Haobo casually flicked a wisp of flame, burning the two corpses, and then took the lead, walking upstream along the stream.

As they moved forward, the group discovered several traces of explosions. Apart from some scattered bits of flesh, they found little else.

However, around noon, when everyone followed the stream to its source, under a waterfall, they saw someone lying face down on the ground in the distance.

"Brother Bo, it looks like Old Chenpi. How come someone as cunning and ruthless as him is all alone here?"

Pan Zi watched the figure from afar but didn't go over. That old man was ruthless beyond belief; who knew what was going on?

In case of a last-ditch counterattack, they might just drag someone down with them.

Besides, even without those, it's not impossible that there was a pheasant's neck hidden under his body.

"What? Fourth Grandpa's here too? I'll go check on him."

Wu Xie, the novice, was about to go over when Erpang stopped him.

Seeing this, Ji Haobo waved his hand and said:

"Old Chenpi must have been bitten on the neck by a pheasant. Coupled with his already exhausted state, he was on his last breath."

As they spoke, they went over and turned him over. He was ashen-faced, barely breathing, and had fallen into a coma.

Even so, his right hand was still tightly gripping the neck of a dead pheasant, and a dark blue tooth mark was visible on his left wrist.

Everyone sighed upon seeing Chen Pi's condition.

Especially Qiu Dehao, who had known Chen Pi for decades, and all of this flashed before his eyes like a movie.

At this moment, he was even more terrified of death, even more afraid of dying in some remote corner like Chenpi.

Ji Haobo sent out a wisp of life force into Chen Pi's body, relieving his unconscious state and near death.

Suddenly, he experienced a brief resurgence of energy; his complexion became rosy, and his breathing became much heavier.

Chen Pi opened his eyes, glanced at everyone, and said thank you to Ji Haobo.

Although he had just lost consciousness, he was still alert and not completely unaware of his surroundings.

"No need, you only have the time it takes to drink a cup of tea left."

Ji Haobo waved his hand, then thought for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"I can give you a chance at a new life, but the price is that from now on, your life will no longer be your own."

In other words, your life and death are entirely in my hands; you are essentially a thinking tool. Whether you're willing or not, you should consider it yourself.

After saying that, ignoring the shocked crowd and Qiu Dehao's wide-eyed, trembling appearance, he led Yi Nanfeng and the others to the side to eat.

Meanwhile, the group of people on the other side immediately started discussing and expressing their own opinions, especially Fatty Wang and Lao Hu, who echoed each other.

"Old Hu, if you were in Bo Ye's shoes, would you agree to his conditions?"

"Of course I agreed. Who wants to die if they can live? As for not owning your own life, being a tool or something, that depends on how you look at it."

If we broaden the scope, whose life is truly in their own hands? Can you control your own life and death?

In this world, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimp. Everyone is just a tool, except for Bo Ye.

Besides, if someone were willing to be Bo Ye's tool, I reckon Bo Ye might not even need them!

Upon hearing this, Qiu Dehao stared at him with wide eyes, almost cursing him out.

"Did you say something about me?"

"Great... Lao Hu is right, awesome!"

Erpang cheered from the side, raising both hands and giving a thumbs up, and even kicked Panzi with his foot.

"Oh...me too! Awesome!"

Wu Xie hesitated somewhat, asking uncertainly:

"Uh...is this really okay? What's the point of a life without freedom?"

"Oh dear! You're so shallow, White Face. The meaning of life is simply to live. If you're dead, what meaning does it have?"

"But...but I don't feel like it's like that..."

"No, then it's like this?"

The incessant chatter of the group caused Chen Pi's originally rosy complexion to turn dark instantly.

"I'm telling you guys, that's enough! I only had one cup of tea left to drink, and you guys kept nagging and you ended up killing me."

What's there to argue about? If you can live, try not to die. It's better to live a miserable life than to die a glorious death. Don't I understand that after living my whole life?

The group was stunned after hearing this. They hadn't expected him to be so afraid of death. After regaining his senses, Fatty Wang quickly clapped and gave him a thumbs up.

"Great... insightful, I give Old Chenpi a thumbs up!"

"Me too, I admire your insight!"