Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

After dealing with the pheasant's neck, which had nearly caused it to become withdrawn, they didn't linger there.

Not far from this stream is a rocky canyon, filled with water, which requires wading through.

Panzi was somewhat reluctant about having to wade through water to get there, as it reminded him of some unpleasant things.

Seeing Pan Zi's less-than-pleasant expression, Su Li began rummaging through her inventory.

He remembered that not long ago when he went to buy the latest lamps, he saw something interesting and ordered a few on a whim.

found it!

Su Li took the things in her hand and started hanging them on Pan Zi.

Pan Zi, who had just been lost in memories, snapped back to reality and stared blankly as Su Li hung things on him...

"Young...Young Master Li?"

What's going on here?

The others had just been watching the fat man test the waterproof height of his military boots when they heard the commotion and turned around to look.

When I saw Pan Zi's current look...

"Pfft..."

"puff……"

“Panzi, you…”

"Da Pan, your outfit..."

This guy, who usually goes for a tough-guy look, was now wearing a yellow vest and a red baseball cap, the colors of which looked like scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Then she was holding a small black flag with red patterns, just like the one Ah Ning had, and the thing hanging from her waist looked like a miniature speaker, connected to a small microphone hanging on her ear...

At this moment, Su Li was putting the last piece of equipment on him—sunglasses.

Look at the bear standing to the side, grinning from ear to ear; it's obvious who provided those sunglasses.

Didi, the tour guide version of Panzi is now online.

Wu Xie couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by Pan Zi's appearance; he had never seen Pan Zi like this before.

Su Li was very satisfied with her work; well, it looked exactly like the tour guide she had seen at the Forbidden City last time.

The thin, refined female tour guide: ? ? ? ? Who are you calling exactly like me? ? ?

He patted Panzi on the shoulder warmly.

"Panzi, I'm about to give you a very difficult task. Are you willing to accept it?"

Pan Zi still doesn't know what kind of image he has right now. Looking at Xiao Li Ye, who has inexplicably become serious, he instinctively feels that something is wrong.

"Young Master Li, why don't you tell me what it is first?" Pan Zi hesitated.

"Since you've agreed, then do a good job and keep it up!!"

Pan Zi: ? ? ? ? ?

When did I agree to this?

Zuli: That's not important.

What matters now.

"I hereby announce the official establishment of the Queen Mother of the West Palace Sightseeing Tour Group!!! Applause, everyone!!!!"

"Clap clap clap..."

Although they hadn't quite realized what was happening, the crowd was incredibly supportive...

Panzi was still holding the small flag in his hand, and his expression at that moment was one of utter helplessness. He didn't have time to think about anything else.

Panzi looked to Wuxie for help, his eyes filled with the same message: "Save me, save me, save me..."

So what should I do now?

"You might need to say 'follow me' first?" Wu Xie asked uncertainly.

. . . . . .

"Dear tourists, we have now arrived at the exit of the canyon. As you can see..." Panzi's voice echoed through the canyon through the megaphone.

Wu Xie felt that Pan Zi hadn't spoken as much as he had in the past year, but seeing how fluently he was speaking, you have to admit, Pan Zi actually has a talent for this. He could consider developing in this direction in the future...

"Next, we're going into... the swamp area." Pan Zi walked around the rocks at the canyon exit, only to find himself in a swampy area.

A vast expanse of black swamp rainforest, inhabited only by aquatic trees, stretched as far as the eye could see. Except for a small clearing about a hundred meters or two close to the edge of the swamp, the area behind it was filled with extremely dense trees.

The black swamp exuded an ominous aura, and no one knew what lay hidden beneath.

The image of his former teammates being pulled out of the swamp, reduced to mere skin and bones, flashed through his mind, and even Panzi's breathing changed.

"Panzi, come here quickly!"

Panzi's emotions were interrupted again. He looked back and saw a small wooden boat, big enough for the few of them, moored at the edge of the swamp.

Su Li was standing on the small boat, beckoning everyone to board, while Wu Xie was sitting at the bow, calling to him.

"Young Master Li, this swamp is muddy, and the water level is unpredictable. This boat might not be very useful," Pan Zi reminded him apologetically.

The boat, which can carry eight people, has a rather deep draft. The water at the edge of the swamp is so deep that even a kayak would struggle, let alone a traditional small boat like this.

"These are minor issues, let's get on board first." Su Li waved her hand and patted her exquisite little wooden boat.

(Hehehe, the little wooden boat from Lu Wang Palace is making a limited-time return.)

Panzi didn't understand, but he did as instructed.

After everyone was seated, a faint light seemed to flash across the small boat, which slowly headed towards the swampy rainforest.

The feeling of the small boat gently drifting was not like traveling through mud, but rather like drifting on a calm lake.

Urged on by Wu Xie, Pan Zi began to talk about the precautions to take when encountering swamps in the rainforest, as well as some self-rescue methods in desperate situations.

After returning from military service, he followed Wu Sansheng. Over the years, he has encountered many deadly crises. In terms of experience, apart from Hei Xiazi and Zhang Qiling, he should be considered the most experienced.

Moreover, the experience and methods he shared were different from those of the two masters, and were more suitable for ordinary people who had some fighting skills, but whose fighting skills were not ridiculously high. So A Ning listened very carefully.

The first time, because their combat power was too high, the blind man and the bottle were not of any reference value...

They really had nothing to say.

The small boat gently swayed and drifted deeper into the swamp. The group chatted idly along the way and didn't realize how much time had passed, but before they could see something different.

In a swamp with only mud, water, and trees, the boulder with obvious carving marks still stands out.

Their small wooden boat glided past the boulder, and the intricate patterns carved on it were clearly visible.

Although the patterns on it are not very clear after so many years of wind and sun exposure, one can still imagine that the craftsmen put a lot of effort into carving it.

Underwater around this exposed boulder, they could vaguely see a shadow, suggesting that the stone sculpture was probably quite large.

The small wooden boat continued forward, and after passing several more boulders exposed in the water, a larger and denser shadow appeared in an area that appeared to be deeper in the water.