Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Su Li glanced inexplicably towards the sky, silently praying...

I hope my second senior sister isn't watching right now...

It's not that his reaction would break her defenses...

Second Senior Sister got angry...

I subconsciously shuddered, or perhaps I was praying that my third senior brother was still in the Ghost Realm and hadn't returned?

Su Yunqing looked at the second and third brothers who had inexplicably started fighting again, and was speechless.

This girl has such a fiery temper. What does the dragon totem of China have to do with her?

The third senior brother, who was innocently caught in the crossfire: I really will thank you...

Zhang Qiling and his two companions had already carefully inspected the area and were now ready to move the door.

Fatty Wang took off his gloves, gently placed his hand on the stone door, carefully felt the soil layer attached to the back of the stone slab, and guided the soil layer, which was originally tightly sealed, to detach from the stone door.

Wu Xie took out two crowbars that were the same type he had prepared when dealing with Zhu Jiuyin. After adding a sharp blade, he tossed one to Zhang Qiling and kept the other for himself.

Zhang Qiling caught the crowbar that Wu Xie threw to him, leaped onto the top of the stone gate with a long kick, and inserted the crowbar smoothly between the stone gate and the soil.

Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling exchanged a glance below. As Wu Xie smashed the stones below, Zhang Qiling exerted force and pried open the stone door.

The supporting stones beneath the stone gate shattered, and suddenly the pressure above increased dramatically. A series of 'crackling' sounds came from beneath the massive stone gate as its immense weight crushed the stones below. Without any support, the already loosened stone gate began to slide downwards through the soil.

A crevice more than half a meter wide appeared in the rock, and bursts of hot air with the smell of sulfur emanated from the dark mountain interior.

"It's done! Get down now."

Wu Xie waved happily upwards.

……

Entering the warm cave, their numb bodies began to warm up, and the guys all sighed comfortably, feeling much warmer.

It was much warmer than that. The temperature rose the further they went into the crevice. It was only a few steps from when their bodies warmed up to when they felt so hot that they wanted to take off their coats.

Upon finally entering the cave space inside the rock wall, most of the people were covered in sweat.

Upon entering, the men, still carrying various supplies, immediately sprang into action.

"Ka-ka-ka..."

Three large, softly lit lamps were set up on stands by several workers and placed in three corners, their light shining on the cave ceiling and illuminating the originally dark cave.

Several pools of water shrouded in mist came into view.

Fatty Wang looked at the familiar operating procedure.

"Did you teach Xiao Lizi?"

Upon arriving in such a dark environment, Xiao Lizi's first reaction is to light a few lamps.

Light illuminates all demons and monsters.

Su Li touched her nose.

"No, it didn't work when I went to the Qinling Mountains."

"Is it because you don't want to use it? Isn't it because the script Xiaohua gave you limited your performance?"

Wu Xie found it funny to think about how Su Li had maintained a weak and delicate persona all the way through the Qinling Mountains. The little drama queen had managed to play that lousy acting game all the way without being discovered.

It can only be said that this child's appearance is too deceptive. He doesn't even need to act; people already have a preconceived notion that he's an easy target.

Just as Hua Heshang and the others were using their flashlights to help Chen Pi sit down, the light suddenly changed before their eyes, startling them.

Turning his head, he saw the three rather large lamps and couldn't help but stare wide-eyed.

Are they outdated?

This……

Several men unloaded a few black bags from the sled, took out the contents, and somehow managed to assemble them into several small tables.

Then another, stronger-looking guy pulled out a bunch of pots and pans, as well as several windproof stoves, from another sled.

Something seems a little off...

The burly man lit the stove and started heating the oil in the wok...

Various ingredients were laid out on the floor...

As Fatty Wang placed the rather large pot on the stove, the monk Hua and the others who were watching their antics were completely dumbfounded...

Isn't it a bit much for you to bring braised food?

Let alone Monk Hua, even Chen Pi's lips twitched at the sight of this group. Have young people these days become this sophisticated?

The rich, savory aroma of the old-fashioned braising sauce filled the enclosed indoor space, causing everyone's mouths to water rapidly.

"Fatty's old-fashioned brine is authentic! It's this one!"

The bubbling broth in another pot exudes an irresistible allure, with various braised delicacies swirling within, tempting everyone who catches the aroma.

The burly guy, who was struggling to show off his skills with the makeshift kitchen utensils, took a moment to give Fatty Wang a thumbs-up in admiration.

Su Li and Wu Xie were already obediently squatting next to Fatty Wang, waiting to be fed.

Fatty, hungry, food

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"Fourth Grandpa, wanna play mahjong?"

Dried tangerine peel: ...

A sleazy voice rang out beside him, and Monk Hua turned his head stiffly.

He? Just? Just? Heard? What?

"How much stuff did you bring?"

Chen Pi remained calm, his expression one of simple curiosity.

"There's not much stuff, it's all just sitting there."

Black Bear gestured towards the corner where the guys had piled up supplies. As for how much of it the guys had carried up and how much they had cheated to bring up, they didn't need to know.

"How about it? You're just killing time anyway, why not play some mahjong?"

He refused to believe that he could lose to these unlucky guys, even if he didn't play with those incredibly lucky guys.

Blackie must win this year, or he'll develop a mental block.

Inner Demon: This can even give rise to inner demons? Am I that worthless??

Panzi had been keeping an eye on Shunzi's condition and hadn't noticed the bizarre situation. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Shunzi's complexion had returned to normal and his breathing had become calm and clear after being given the medicine.

Third Master said he would give Shunzi a message. If he dies here, where will he find Third Master?

Now that I've calmed down, the familiar scent begins to take over my mind.

My stomach was rumbling loudly. I had burned a lot of calories on the way here, and now my stomach was cramping with hunger.

Looking up, I saw that Young Master San and Young Master Li were each holding a large bowl, flitting between the two chefs and accepting all sorts of food.

Looking at the area where several small tables were put together, there was a huge amount of food, served in bowls...

The assistant...

Strange, didn't we just celebrate the New Year? Why does it feel like the New Year is coming again?

'Splash splash...'

The crisp sound of mahjong tiles clattering, and those few in the corner...

Apart from a monk named Hua who wanders around with a flashlight examining the murals, who can tell whether you're a group going down into the tomb or a family gathering?

However, although……

Pan Zi didn't find it out of place at all...

It's definitely because I've been spending these past few days with Young Master San and the others that I've gotten used to it; it's definitely not because I've been influenced by them!