Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Chapter 218 Original Plan & Implementation Plan Unraveling the Chain of Deep Inhalation... Forget it, there's a strong smell of urine, I can't even take a deep breath, I almost choked to death holding my breath.

"Third Master, should I go down and scout it out?" Pan Zijie asked, unable to resist suggesting it, as Lianhuan endured the stench and peered down through the crack.

Hmm... it's not impossible...

After a moment's thought, Jie Lianhuan looked at Wu Xie, only to receive a big eye roll from the little brat.

His gaze fell on Zhang Qiling... Brother Zhang, holding his knife, stared at him for a long time without moving.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and looked away.

Before he could even look over, Black Bear grinned and pulled out a POS machine. "Five hundred thousand, thank you for your patronage!"

What is this shady guy talking about?

Five hundred thousand for scouting a route?

Is inflation really that severe now?

And he actually carries a POS machine with him? Is there even a signal in this godforsaken place?

"No need, thank you..."

Jie Lianhuan withdrew his gaze with a dark expression, very curious about how much Xiaohua had paid to hire this swindler.

Hei Xiazi shrugged regretfully, put away the POS machine, and Jie Lianhuan could still hear him muttering not quietly.

"Can't even come up with 500,000? This Third Master Wu is really losing face. Tsk tsk tsk... Shameful..."

It's fortunate that Hei Xiazi doesn't have a system; otherwise, he might have received a system notification—"Chain Break Defense Value 1..."

Ugh……

It must have been really tough on Old Deng... I feel so bad for him ^O^

What we're saying is, Wu Xie, when you feel sorry for someone, you can try to lower the corners of your mouth and tuck in your bared teeth...

The nephew, who was wronged by his father, was no longer taking the initiative. He couldn't even command the big boss he brought with him, and he didn't trust the new henchmen he had recruited.

After considering all the options, Xie Lianhuan realized that the only people left who were best suited to go down and scout ahead were Pan Zi and himself.

Upon reaching this conclusion, Jie Lianhuan felt a heaviness in his shoulders, as if the burdens of life had bent his back... but that wasn't it...

Wu Xie hung a backpack weighing at least forty pounds on Jie Lianhuan's shoulder, leaving Jie Lianhuan completely bewildered.

Wu Xie grabbed his hand and threaded it through the straps, securing the backpack firmly to his body, then patted it with satisfaction.

"Wu Xie, you..."

"Third Uncle, be careful after you go down there. Make sure you have all the supplies with you. If you get separated, the supplies in your bag can still help you out."

Although he felt the backpack was a bit too heavy, Jie Lianhuan was still quite gratified to see Wu Xie, who had just made him so angry that his teeth hurt, being so considerate.

"I put a bomb at the very bottom of your backpack. If you encounter any danger that you can't handle, don't be a coward, blow it up! As for whether you live or die, we'll see how well our old man does down there!"

Damn it... I'm so relieved...

That little brat never says a word I'd like to hear. Besides, no matter how capable your old man from the Wu family is, he can't help me.

As for the old man of the Xie family... he's probably really looking forward to me going down there...

Panzi had secured himself with ropes and was about to reach for the backpack on Lianhuan's body when Wuxie slapped him away and stuffed another bag into his hand.

Jie Lianhuan's bag contained a bunch of scrap metal he'd fished out of the swamp ruins a few days ago. Pan Zi would give it away as soon as he touched it, so we couldn't let him get his hands on it.

They called over a team of mops to let them put down ropes, and the three of them, bored out of their minds, squatted in a place where they couldn't smell anything and acted as supervisors.

When Jie Lianhuan, covered in urine and covered in dirt, crawled out of the crack, he saw Wu Xie and the others sitting in a row eating.

When Fat Mom makes a move, you can tell how good she is. The team didn't have the slightest sense of shirking their responsibilities, and they almost made the guy pulling the rope go on strike when they started eating.

However, after seeing Ah Ning's incredible display of power, he held back.

"Hey? Uncle, where's your backpack?"

After Jie Lianhuan came out, Wu Xie's first question was about the backpack.

That was highly recommended by the legendary Thai salesman, sturdy and durable. How come it didn't even last a day in Jie Lianhuan's hands? That shouldn't be! He was counting on the old Dengbei for the whole journey.

Don't be angry, don't be angry. The child is too annoying; he's probably gotten too cocky. A good beating will do the trick, and if one isn't enough, give him two...

Pan Zi: Although... but... Third Master, you might not be able to beat him...

"It's in the way, it's stuck in the crevice down below..."

When Jie Lianhuan met Wu Xie's gaze, he suddenly sensed something was wrong, but before he could react...

"boom……"

A muffled thud came from the gap, and a strong smell of gunpowder wafted out. The mop and the others who had just left the gap immediately knelt down...

If I had left even a moment later, would I have been doomed...?

Jie Lianhuan was also covered in a cold sweat. The little brat had just said there was a bomb in his backpack, and he thought the brat was just talking nonsense!

It actually exists!!!

And it exploded for no reason!!!

That thing was just on my back!

Wu Xie calmly put away the remote control, holding the empty rice bowl with a sweet and innocent smile.

Am I the kind of person who talks nonsense all the time...?

Unraveling the Chain: ...

He sensed that his nephew's mental state was a bit off, as if he wanted to deliberately and subtly kill him.

Could it be that he was provoked by these plans they orchestrated...?

. . . . . .

The gaps, ravaged by bombs, were surprisingly well-behaved; they became wider and easier to walk through, and even the smell of urine was masked by the smell of gunpowder.

Su Li, who was applying a cleansing technique to herself as she went down, was very satisfied. Little Innocent had really thought of everything.

Following Jie Lianhuan, they traversed the mountain crevices filled with muddy cocoons and corpse pits, eventually finding the mark left by Zhang Qiling and heading deeper into the well.

As for how much persuasion it took to convince Wu Xie and the others to come down with him, and how many indentures they signed, you can tell by looking at Xie Lianhuan's green face the whole way.

The original plan was to fish Wu Xie out and make her chase after him, and then force her to agree to go with him to the Queen Mother of the West Palace.

Implementation plan: After begging and pleading, a bunch of unequal treaties that humiliated the country were signed, and a petition that would soon appear on the desk of Wu's second brother was written, about how he forced his eldest nephew to go tomb raiding, and how the innocent and pitiful nephew had no choice but to agree out of family ties...

He couldn't take it anymore with his bleak life. Wu Sansheng, where the hell have you been?!

Wu Sansheng, whose heart was now as still as water, was lying in the Xie family's courtyard, fattening himself up...

The group followed the marks, stopping and starting. In the maze of passages, they could only rely on the marks left by Zhang Qiling to find their way. They walked for two or three hours without any sign of reaching the end.

Holding his breath, ready to give these delicate youngsters a taste of the harsh realities of life, he found himself exhausted, while the others remained calm and even urged him to hurry up...

Then look at the temporary workers at the back of the line, all complaining...

Jie Lianhuan plopped down on the ground...

Damn it, I'll get my second brother to investigate when we get back. These young guys are definitely up to something...