Tomb raiding: following the plot while tearing up the script

Isn't this that precious book?

难道是那个王老板跑太急给落下的？（伴生藤蔓深藏功与名?0?0(?0?7?0?7)?0?6）

That's taking it too lightly. If he had such a treasure, he would rather leave himself behind than leave it behind!

wrong! ! !

He has it now!!!

As Su Li handed the booklet to Wu Xie, Lao Yang's breathing became heavy.

Old Wu is the original body's good brother. In the original body's memories, he is an easy-going and kind-hearted person when facing the original body. As long as you play the victim with him, he will definitely soften his heart.

When he resurrects his mother, he can use this booklet to give her a better life!

Tai Shu's group was chased by the "forest rangers" and fled in panic. Wu Xie and his friends waited in place for a while, but none of the teams returned.

Great, we don't even need to set up tents.

Wu Xie looked with satisfaction at the campsite that Uncle Tai and the others had just set up.

In their haste to escape, they only had time to grab their backpacks and run, leaving behind the tents, sleeping bags, and other supplies that had already been laid out.

After a while, Su Li secretly told him that the 'forest ranger' team would not be returning, and Wu Xie took over the campsite with a clear conscience.

Lao Yang watched with trepidation, fearing that Uncle Tai's team or those 'forest rangers' might return and catch them red-handed again.

He was really tired of squatting there and didn't want to go back in.

Thinking this, she wanted to pull Wuxie away quickly, but she was no match for Wuxie's quick wit. She had come to persuade him, but Wuxie managed to persuade her to go back instead.

When Lao Yang entered the tent and lay down in his sleeping bag, his dazed mind began to clear a little. How did he end up lying down like this?

……

The next morning, the three of them, having had a good night's sleep, washed up and sat down together for breakfast. They carefully extinguished the fire, picked up their belongings, and continued on their way.

At this point, there was only one road leading into the mountains. They didn't need to search for it; they just needed to follow the path.

As for the other equipment in the camp, let's leave it to the next person who is destined to find it.

After walking for a long time into the mountains, they found a series of footprints that had emerged from the woods in a ravine.

It seems that Uncle Tai and his group had been wandering around in the woods for a long time, and after escaping capture, they returned to this road.

Wu Xie really admired people with such an amazing sense of direction. If you left him wandering around in the woods all night, it would be a matter of luck whether he could find his way out.

As everyone knows, relying on luck from the young master is less effective than hoping for the blessing of the Wu family patriarch.

Unlike Wu Xie, who lives in the city year-round, people like Uncle Tai have their own way of finding their way around.

Old Yang was already anxious because he hadn't seen any footprints along the way. Although they had found Boss Wang's "Riverwood Collection", they didn't have time to study it.

Uncle Tai and his group were clearly well-prepared, and Lao Yang was hoping to follow them all the way to their destination.

Old Yang, dazzled by Boss Wang's promises, was no longer the reluctant person he was yesterday; now he was the most enthusiastic.

Now that the footprints Lao Yang had been longing for had finally appeared, he was so excited that he immediately strode ahead with great energy.

Innocent and carefree.

Su Li and I followed leisurely behind.

They walked this road for the entire morning, only reaching its end when the sun was high in the sky.

At the end of the path was another path, a narrow trail only a few dozen centimeters wide, its soil compacted by footsteps and barren of any vegetation.

The path was crooked and winding, with no end in sight, and its destination was unknown. It was less a path and more a wild trail worn out by someone.

This section of the road marks the official entry into the deep mountains and forests. I wonder if the forest rangers responsible for patrolling the mountains will venture into this area.

Wu Xie took out a large white dog-leg knife from his ring. It was given to him by Hei Xiazi and he could use it to clear the way when they entered the path.

The weapon that Master Yunqing prepared for him was good, but precisely because it was so good, he found it difficult to take it out at the moment.

Who knows what this replica is made of? What if it's some kind of demon or monster that senses the righteous energy on my precious sword and gets scared away?

Besides, how could he possibly bear to use his precious knife to clear a path? That would be so unfair to the other party.

The Black Gold Ancient Sword, which Brother Zhang used many times to clear the way: Look at him!!! Look at him!!! Is this how you handle a sword???

Fortunately, when I first started learning to use a knife, Hei Xiazi gave me one to practice with, and now it comes in handy.

Big White Dog Leg: Forget it, I'm tired, I don't love anymore, let's destroy it...

Lao Yang also pulled a dagger from his belt and held it in his hand, glancing at Wu Xie's knife with longing. It looked so reassuring, and he really wanted it.

They are about to enter the depths of the mountains. The ecology of the Qinling Mountains is well protected, and there are many wild animals in the deep mountains.

Thinking back to when I came here with my main body, I heard the roars of tigers and howls of wolves along the way, and the wild boar herds, bears, and other wild animals that the mountain people still talked about, which were still active in the depths of the mountains...

If they were unlucky enough to run into just one or two of them, these few deliverymen could feed them for several meals.

Thinking this, Lao Yang looked at Su Li again, only to see him staring back at him with a blank expression, showing no sign of wanting to draw his weapon to protect himself. Lao Yang was taken aback...

Su Li understood what he meant, stepped forward, grabbed the hem of Wu Xie's windbreaker, and gestured to him.

She maintained her public persona very thoroughly.

Lao Yang got angrier and angrier, so he simply turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

Once they entered the path, Wu Xie took over leading the way, with Su Li tugging at his clothes as they followed behind, while Lao Yang, holding a dagger, brought up the rear.

This kind of path worn out by people is not comparable to the mountain road that has been cleared. The three of them walked slowly, their steps uneven, which not only slowed them down but also exhausted them.

Both of them had some level of cultivation, so apart from getting hungry faster, it didn't affect them much. But Lao Yang couldn't handle it.

The pie that Boss Wang had fed him was probably digested by now, and lacking any perseverance, he started to back down again.

"Old, old, old Wu... how much longer do we have to search? Or should we... search around here... what if we're lucky and find a few good fighters?"

Old Yang, who was following behind, shouted as he plopped down on a wooden post next to him.

Su Li looked at him strangely: Good luck? Seriously? Which of you has ever been lucky? How can you, who gets arrested as soon as you step out the door, be so confident in saying you're lucky?

Wu Xie rolled his eyes at Lao Yang. He was the one who had just been urging Lao Yang to catch up, and now he was the one saying to give up.

He walked back and kicked him in the butt, mocking him.

"Where did that damn dog-like behavior of chasing after them like a madman, yelling that you'd catch them and make a fortune, go? You've only been following them for a short while and you're already exhausted? You're too weak!"