Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"Uh! If you have some, you can try it. Maybe the smoke will drive these bugs away!"

"Screw you, of course I have some. Even one of them could make you hang yourself."

Old Hu was really going to be driven crazy by these two guys. Even at this point, they were still nagging on and on. He immediately turned dark and started cursing.

"I've really driven you mad! Everyone's running for their lives right now, and you two bastards are still whining. Do you want to stay and feed the bugs?"

"But it seems like we can't escape now! Should we both call for Master Bo to help us?"

Fatty Wang, seeing the swarm of corpse beetles closing in, threw aside his empty gun and drew his knife, ready to fight.

Old Hu also threw down his gun and was about to draw his knife when his eyes suddenly swept over the flashlight. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he quickly turned on the ultraviolet light.

The purple light illuminated the area ahead, turning it into a hazy purple haze. Under the purple light, the corpse beetles scattered and fled.

"Damn, so these bugs are afraid of ultraviolet rays. Lao Hu, quickly shine a light around here."

With this discovery, the insects quickly disappeared, and the group sat down heavily on the ground, panting and sweating profusely.

Wu Xie's legs trembled, and he said with lingering fear:

"Phew, phew, that scared me to death! I thought I was going to end up like those foreigners, completely disfigured even after death!"

"Fatty, what kind of flashlight is this? It's practically a tomb-raiding wonder!"

Erpang's eyes lit up as he stared at the flashlight in Lao Hu's hand, looking extremely lewd, as if he had seen a stunning beauty.

Fatty Wang glanced at the guy, shook his head, and said:

"Don't even think about it, that's Master Bo's, one of a kind in the world. Otherwise, if we each had one, it would blind the rice dumplings."

"Let's go! Now that we're not afraid of bugs anymore, let's hurry and find Master Bo. Otherwise, if a zombie jumps out, we might not be able to beat it with our knives."

Old Hu stood up from the ground, looked at the passages around the maze, closed his eyes, and randomly chose one.

Fatty Wang and his group quickly followed, not sure if there were any zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) here.

If a blood-soaked zombie were to appear, whether they could defeat it or not, its appearance alone would be enough to disgust them.

As the group wandered around, Erpang suddenly stopped, sniffed the air, his expression changed, and he hurriedly called out:

"Oh no, the air is poisonous! I'm hallucinating. I can smell a faint, almost imperceptible aroma of meat—it smells so damn good! This isn't normal!"

Upon hearing this, Lao Hu, Fatty Wang, and Wu Xie quickly sniffed the air as well, exchanged glances, and showed expressions of surprise on their faces.

The three ignored Erpang and kept sniffing the fragrance as they searched. Soon they heard voices.

"Haobo, you should eat too."

"Okay! I'll take a bite, and you take a bite too, let's eat together."

Hearing the couple's talk of showing affection, the group exchanged bewildered glances before quietly moving forward. There, they saw two figures sitting by the fire, each holding a bowl of meat and feeding the other.

"Gudong"

The sound of Erpang swallowing was exceptionally clear in the silent underground.

The three of them, Lao Hu and his companion, all stared at him, making him incredibly embarrassed. He scratched his head and whispered in a low voice, "..."

"He was probably too hungry and was hallucinating, seeing Bo Ye eating with that... young lady, Aning."

He had barely finished speaking when he was surprised to hear a polite greeting coming from ahead.

"You bunch of bastards, what the hell are you doing lurking around like that? Get over here!"

"Uh! It doesn't seem like I'm hallucinating. Bo was very polite to us."

Erpang muttered to himself, somewhat bewildered, but Lao Hu and the other two ignored him and ran over excitedly, picked up a bowl, and started beating meat.

"Brother Bo, we almost died just now. Let's have a bowl to calm our nerves."

"You bet you do! You definitely need to down two bowls."

"Can I drink three bowls?"

Erpang's words drew mocking glances from everyone. The guy immediately tensed up and weakly said:

"How about I... also only drink two bowls?"

"laugh"

"You dare to have two or three bowls? Look at you, thinking you can handle it! Eat one bowl first!"

Fatty Wang retaliated in kind, using a sneer to get back at Fatty Er.

Erpang was a little confused about what it meant, and he couldn't care less about it since he was completely baffled.

I ate two pieces of instant noodles after being hungry for two days. After running around just now, my stomach was empty again, so I picked up the bowl and started eating.

Ji Haobo ignored these guys, brushed aside A Ning's still-damp high ponytail, and rubbed her waist and abdomen exposed by her jacket with one hand.

"Let me massage it for you; it'll help with digestion."

"Haobo, they're all watching!"

Ah Ning felt the large hand on her abdomen was particularly warm, and there was a strange and comfortable force in it. However, such an intimate gesture made her a little shy.

Upon hearing this, the people nearby quickly turned around. Ji Haobo smiled gently and said:

"Look, they can't see anymore, can they? Eat more, it'll help you recover."

Ah Ning blushed as she thought back to how not long ago she thought it was all an illusion.

Especially when Ji Haobo waved his hand and released a bathtub to help her wash up, she thought it was all an illusion anyway;

Although it was embarrassing, I didn't struggle. But after washing up, I felt refreshed and slowly realized that something was wrong.

Finally, her face turned so red it looked like it was about to bleed, and with Ji Haobo's gentle help, she put on the clothes she had left outside.

"Haobo, what are you doing here? And..."

"Of course I came to find you. I knew that Little Wildcat had suffered this ordeal, so I went along with Wu Laosan's invitation to join Lama."

Ji Haobo spouted nonsense without hesitation, then changed the subject and said in a deep voice:

"You've already died once this time, so your life is mine from now on. You're even with Qiu Dehao, and you won't owe him a single penny anymore."

I won't bother him. If that punk dares to utter a sound, I'll go to America and crush him."

Upon hearing this, A Ning hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Haobo. I'll make things clear with him when we get out, and I won't be going back to America."

"Great, I'm so happy you've come to your senses."

Seeing that A Ning did not stubbornly object, Ji Haobo smiled and kissed her on the forehead.

"If you get bored when you get back, help me organize a security department and train some veterans. We'll need them later, but we can discuss that in more detail when we get back to Kyoto."

They ate together for over half an hour, all lovey-dovey, before getting up to continue their journey, much to the dismay of the others who looked like they were about to burst from being fed dog food.

"Haobo, why don't you put me down? I can walk now."

"It's okay, I'd enjoy carrying you."

His constant displays of affection finally made Fatty Wang unable to resist.

"Brother Bo, you've made tomb raiding so unexciting, it's like going for a stroll after dinner."

Seeing that this scoundrel dared to have a problem with him, Ji Haobo looked at him with a forced smile and said:

"Oh! Since you like excitement, that's great! There are a few guys up ahead asking you to go clubbing!"

The people nearby were startled by what they heard. Old Hu quickly shone his flashlight and saw a person staggering towards them, followed by three strange figures chasing after him.