Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

Four or five people were thrown to the ground with a "whoosh".

Zhang Qilin reacted swiftly, opening his hand and deftly slicing a line of blood almost invisible to the naked eye. Then, with his other hand, he pulled out a rope from his inner space, used for binding people. Taking advantage of the fact that the fallen individuals had been in the space for too long and hadn't yet reacted, he bound them all together, one by one, and cleverly tied a tight knot. Done!

"Wow...this guy's reaction time is really fast..."

Fatty Wang stared dumbfounded at the people who had suddenly appeared in the tomb. That was bad enough, but then a sudden gust of wind came from the side and quickly bound the people into a pretzel shape. He couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"Hey... Fatty, isn't that obvious? If Dumb Zhang wasn't fast, how could he always show up at crucial moments to save you and Wu Xie from danger... Tsk tsk..."

Suddenly, a squeaking voice came from the tomb, accompanied by Hei Xiazi's dashing little steps and swift movements, arriving at Qin Henian's side. He looked exhausted and put his arm around his dear Henian's shoulder.

They completely ignored the guy standing on the other side of Qin Henian who was emitting a chilling aura.

Suddenly, a loud rumble interrupted Fatty Wang's retort. The entire underground palace seemed to shake, and the dust on the surrounding stone walls was lifted off...

"Holy crap! Which bastard is blowing up a tomb with a bomb?! Doesn't he know that the older the tomb, the more fragile it is?! If you want to die, don't go to the gates of hell!"

Wang Pangzi and his friends were originally located deep underground. If the tomb above were really blown up, they would be trapped like turtles in a jar, and they wouldn't be able to escape even if they wanted to.

Wang Pangzi immediately stopped what he was about to say and started cursing instead.

Qin Henian, Zhang Qilin, and Hei Xiazi also reacted quickly, each of them swiftly taking their positions in the four corners of the tomb chamber, using their senses to investigate the specific situation.

Fortunately, there was only one explosion. After the tomb returned to silence, Wu Xie and his group decided to finish the job quickly.

It started with Wu Xie and Fatty Wang looking at the young man...

Zhang Qilin wasn't one to suffer in silence. He turned around, reached out a hand to grasp the other fair hand, and pulled Qin Henian up with him. The two walked over to the group of people who were bound and silenced by a spell... He reached out, touched their heads, and the series of movements were fluid and graceful...

The memories of the people on Earth unfolded like scenes from a TV drama, completely seen through by the two of them…

Qin Henian's lips twitched as he watched Zhang Qilin's actions. Why was he being pulled aside? He didn't want to read about other people's life stories. How long could a human live? He didn't want to create trouble for himself...

However, the hand being held felt warm and cozy, almost burning hot, and my heart started pounding...

My gaze then fell upon the person who was intently observing someone else's memories...

Fatty Wang, who was standing nearby, had sharp eyes and happened to catch this scene. His eyelids twitched uncontrollably. What... do people not hide their relationships from others anymore...?

What about that black rat before? Fatty Wang's mind was racing, his thoughts were all jumbled up, so he simply stopped thinking about it and casually put his arm around Wu Xie's shoulder, leading the conversation about the Nine Gates, giving the two of them plenty of space.

Not to be outdone, Hei Xiazi walked to Qin Henian's other side, took his other hand, and placed his own hand on the forehead of another captured person, examining their memories... Caught in the middle, Qin Henian's forehead veins bulged. "I know you two have designs on a handsome guy like me, but can you please be a little more considerate... Please... there aren't just the three of us here!!"

Ding Dong!

Suddenly, a text message notification sounded in the tomb. After a few seconds of staring at each other, Qin Henian finally spoke up with a long face and a speechless expression.

"Hey...can you two let go of each other? My phone just got a text message in my bag..."

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Taking out his phone, Qin Henian looked at the text messages, then glanced up at the men undergoing soul-searching, his eyes instantly flashing with murderous intent…

As expected... someone is spying on the great tomb in Mount Li...

Anyone who dares to try and stop Zhao Zheng's resurrection deserves to die!!

"what happened?"

Hei Xiazi stopped after examining only one person's memories. Perhaps it was his good luck today, but he managed to find the right person every time. This led him to the middle-level executive of the Wang family, and he also learned about the thirty-odd underlings under this guy. He even vaguely saw a series of scenes, such as this guy interrogating someone in a large building and reporting to a woman. But sensing the angry aura of the person next to him, he quickly turned his head and asked.

"It's nothing! Did you see anything?"

Even with the air conditioning practically blasting outwards, Qin Henian remained stubborn and retorted with a question.

"I was lucky, even though I'm blind. I saw a lot of things, and with my clever brain working at lightning speed, I managed to pick up a rather important piece of information."

"The message mentioned a term, something like 'computation department,' which can roughly predict events that will happen in the near future. Those 'dog-barking families' aren't actually that powerful; their training seems mediocre at best... Those 'dog-barking families' probably rely on this department to avoid anything that could threaten or harm them, while secretly following the ever-changing orders of Wang Zanghai in their pursuit of immortality... They can also relocate their base at any time during the war-torn years of the Republic of China to hide, and they can also create deception by digging tunnels in multiple locations, so even if we have a lot of people, we won't be able to find their main base."

Hei Xiazi extracted the key information and incorporated it into multiple conversations from his memory, finally summarizing it into a statement that made it clear to the group that Goujiao's family wasn't as powerful as they had imagined; what was powerful was the computing department he had mentioned.

"A computing department? It can even predict the future? Really?... Is it that incredible?"

At first, Wu Xie listened to his cheap master's words with a serious expression, but the more he listened, the more unbelievable it seemed.

But it did happen, otherwise how could Xiao Ge's family have fallen into ruin, and how could their Nine Gates' influence have been so thoroughly infiltrated, becoming like a densely packed sieve...

All of this suggests that the Wang family does indeed have such a computing department…

"Tsk... If that's how it is, I think I understand why everyone and everything revolves around Wu Xie, and I also understand why Xie Lianhuan would rather fake his death and change his identity than return to the Xie family!"

Xie Yuchen is a person who can see reality clearly. Based on the information they have now, he roughly understands eight or nine parts of the scheme set up by the previous generation of the Nine Gates. But even so, it cannot erase the harm that Xie Lianhuan has done to him.

So that old guy had better not die too young, otherwise…