Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

After bypassing the carrion beetles and traversing several more tomb passages, Zhang Qilin led the two to open a mechanism in one of the passages, guiding them into a safe passage that led them downwards. Once they passed through the lower part of the mountain, they would find a passage reserved for the clan leader to exit.

After navigating the winding tomb passages, the three finally stopped before a red jade door. At first glance, the door seemed extraordinary, with its fragments of bright red jade resembling real blood droplets. However, upon closer inspection, it became clear that it was just a fairly ordinary jade door. And why was it considered relatively ordinary...?

Well, to put it simply, this door has a lock on it, and it looks like it can only be opened with a key.

"You have the key?"

Qin Henian tilted his head.

Qin Henian looked at the Qilin cub with sparkling eyes.

"Um"

Zhang Qilin nodded, and then, seemingly out of nowhere, produced a silver key. He inserted it into the lock on the door and twisted it. With a "click," the lock opened, and the door opened as well. What lay behind the door was indeed somewhat eerie.

At first glance, all that could be seen behind the door was an ordinary stone passageway, with oil lamps hanging intermittently along the walls, automatically lighting up when the jade door was opened. However, all of this was normal. What was abnormal was that every two meters along the passageway was a male mummy sitting cross-legged. The characteristics of these mummy were easy to spot: each one, with legs crossed, held up one hand towards the outside of the passage, seemingly welcoming them into the passage—a chilling sight...

"My goodness, going to other people's hometowns is just about getting money, but going to your Zhang family is about getting your lives!"

Qin Henian's initially relaxed mood vanished upon seeing this scene, as he discovered that these mummies seemed to exude a strong aura of death from the young Qilin cubs. This not only made Qin Henian feel somewhat oppressed but also prevented him from doing anything further with the cubs' corpses, further limiting his use of many large-scale spells.

If these unknown bastards were to actually rise from the dead, Qin Henian estimated that the three of them would be half-dead just to get out. He really didn't know which idiot came up with such a vicious plan; it was truly a case of killing eight hundred while losing a thousand of their own…

"This is the only way!"

Zhang Qilin's expression was cold. He hadn't expected that the aura of a beast that hadn't become a true divine beast, which he had never sensed before, would be so strong now. It pressed down on his blood and qi, causing his body to heat up rapidly. A powerful aura emanated from his body, overwhelming the other chaotic auras in the passage.

Qin Henian, who was clearly sensing the change, looked at Zhang Qilin with a hint of red light in his eyes. He was very excited. He really did not expect that the little Qilin's talent was so high. The Qilin aura on his body was not only strong but also had a domineering feel, which was very compatible with the madness that was suppressed in his own body.

"This road looks good! Let's take this road then, haha!!"

Qin Henian made no attempt to hide his scrutiny of Zhang Qilin at that moment, and returned the gaze as Zhang Qilin looked at him, letting the other man see the madness in his eyes.

"you..."

Zhang Qilin understood the meaning in Qin Henian's eyes. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the right words. He wasn't good at speaking, so he couldn't find the words to say.

"how do I?"

"I'm fine!"

Qin Henian saw the hesitation in Zhang Qilin's eyes and could only try his best to suppress the madness in his heart and act normally, for fear that he would lose control of his mind and do something irrational.

If he could imprison Zhang Qilin, wouldn't he be able to use Zhang Qilin's blood as a catalyst, combined with his own fire feathers, to rekindle Zhao Zheng's remains and bring him out of Lishan...? Wait a minute...

This is a cub I'm going to raise myself! Don't touch it! Don't touch it!

bah bah bah! !

He silently cursed himself a few times, then completely suppressed his turbulent and chaotic mind. Humans can be played with, but beasts cannot. Even beasts have their limits!

"Go to the end!"

Zhang Qilin wasn't angry when his words were refuted; he simply shifted his gaze to the front of the passage and spoke calmly.

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On the other side of Yangjiao Mountain, Heixiazi took out his old-fashioned mobile phone from his pocket, pressed a few buttons, and sent a text message.

Two hours later, the buzzing sound echoed in the sky, and almost everyone standing below looked up.

"Where did this helicopter come from? Does anyone know? If it's not one of ours, we have to bring it down!"

After all, there were still so many brothers guarding this mountain. Pan Zi looked up and observed for several seconds. Seeing that the plane was still circling in the sky, he spat and said fiercely, while ordering his men to start working.

"Is this plane a cop's plane? Have we been spotted?"

Wu Xie immediately realized that their operation had been discovered. After all, tomb raiders are still thieves, and he was afraid of facing the police, relying on his subconscious sixth sense.

"Pah! Pah! Little innocent, can't you speak properly?!"

"What's wrong with your little brain? How come I can't understand it! This time we've got official archaeological evidence to prove we're going into the tomb, are you stupid?"

Wang Pangzi found Wu Xie's words amusing; Wu Tianzhen was truly naive, always overreacting.

This time, they went down into the tomb through the channels of the Xie and Huo families. The Huo family also had connections with higher-ups and had obtained an archaeological certificate. This time, they were officially part of the "archaeological team".

"Right, right! Oh dear, I forgot too. I've been up there for too long, and I've been so worried about Xiao Ge and He Nian..."

Wu Xie opened his mouth awkwardly, knowing that he had overreacted and gone astray. He didn't refute Wang Pangzi's little lesson, but instead used his strengths and covered up the embarrassing matter with a youthful smile.

Pan Zi, who had been keeping watch, overheard Wu Xie and Fatty Wang's conversation. He glanced at Black Bear without saying a word, gathered the Wu and Xie family's workers together, and took them aside as if to discuss something.

Buzz buzz...

Brush brush brush…

The sound of airplane propellers drew closer, and helicopters hovered above Giethoorn, seemingly searching for a landing spot.

A dozen minutes later, the propellers and the sound of wind disappeared. In their place, seven or eight men in black rushed out of the woods, ran directly to Black Bear, bowed respectfully, and remained silent.

"Get to work now that you're here! I don't keep idle people around. Teach those guys over there a lesson!"

"Ask everyone you can, and Wu Xie should go over and listen in! After that, tidy everything up, and when it's all over, find a hole on the mountain and bury them all!"

Hei Xiazi showed no reaction to the seven or eight men in black bowing to him. Instead, he smiled and pointed at Huo's men and Qiu Dekao's men.

"Huh? I still need to go see? Wait... pack what... what are you saying?"

Wu Xie was already on Hei Xiazi's list of protectors this time, so the two were naturally quite close. Hei Xiazi didn't hide his voice from people, so Wu Xie heard everything clearly. He was so frightened that he trembled all over and asked in surprise and fear.