Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

My third uncle?

Wu Xie seemed to remember something and wanted to speak to Chen Wenjin, but he didn't, only making a gurgling sound.

"My third uncle is very good."

"Really? Is he really okay, Xiao Xie?"

Chen Wenjin's mood suddenly plummeted, and her eyes stared straight at Wu Xie.

“My third uncle…he has so many people around him, so naturally he’s a good person.”

Wu scratched his head, somewhat confused.

"Sigh... Xiao Xie, you've been fooled! The Wu Sanxing you're with isn't Wu Sanxing, he's Xie Lianhuan!"

Chen Wenjin cruelly revealed the truth.

"Jie...Jie Lianhuan? Isn't he dead? What do you mean by saying my third uncle isn't my third uncle but Jie Lianhuan?"

Wu Xie was momentarily stunned, looking at Chen Wenjin with a bewildered expression, wanting to know the answer and what she was talking about.

“Xiao Xie, I know this is hard for you to accept, but your current third uncle is not Wu Sanxing, but Xie Lianhuan.”

Buzz.......

A buzzing sound rang in his head, and Wu Xie panicked a little. He had been by his third uncle's side for so long, how could he not even recognize his own uncle? But Chen Wenjin had no reason to lie to him.

While Wu Xie was still dealing with the harsh truth, Wu Sanxing encountered a problem.

As the men in the passage returned one by one, their faces grew paler and paler, their eyeballs rolled back in their sockets, a frightening sight.

Many of the people who were searching for Wu Xie had left, leaving only Wu Sanxing, Xie Yuchen, Hei Xiazi, Qin Henian, Pan Zi, and Tuoba waiting in place. But what they got were strange expressions and actions from the returning men in the passage. As the men got closer, the smart ones started to back off, leaving only the simple-minded Tuoba smilingly welcoming his brothers.

"Mop, stay away from them! There's something wrong with them!"

Qin Henian looked at the lifeline on the mop head and, unusually, spoke up to remind him.

"Mr. Qin! Those are my brothers! I brought them here myself, how could there be a problem!"

"You must be talking nonsense! They're all tall, strong young men, what problem could they possibly have?"

Mop, with his bear-like face, didn't take Qin Henian's words seriously at all. He still took a couple of steps toward his brothers. But as soon as he got closer, he saw that his brothers were all deathly pale, their eyes rolled back, staring at him with their bright white eyes.

creak!

Suddenly, a hand gripped Mop's forearm tightly, so tightly it hurt his bones. Mop was momentarily annoyed, looking at the owner of the arm, who was one of his underlings.

"Rag! Are you crazy? Why are you squeezing me so tight? Don't you feel pain? Let go right now!"

Mop yelled at the guy across from him called "Rag," but after several shouts, there was no response. Mop's forearm felt hard and cold, and upon closer inspection of his "little brother," he suddenly realized that the other guy seemed to have no breath.

The thought of this made Mop's heart pound. He quickly used all his strength to shake off the other person, took a few steps back in fear, and hid behind Black Bear.

"Blackie... Blackie, Third Master... what happened to them? I couldn't feel them breathing at all, could they all be dead? Waaaaah..."

Mop was too dangerous to think about; he could only hide behind a few people, seeking some peace of mind.

"Tsk! Coward! How did someone as timid as you even think of taking on Third Master's job?"

Black Bear smiled at the mop hiding behind him, but his mouth was busy.

Whizzing!

No sooner had the words been spoken than the men in the narrow passage, whose movements became increasingly strange, seemed to sense something. Some climbed the walls, while others crawled on the ground, all displaying bizarre behavior as they approached the group from all directions.

"Damn it! Get close and shoot!"

Wu Sanxing spat, his eyes narrowed, and he spoke directly.

"Third Master! These...these are all my brothers!"

The mop, still trying to make a last-ditch effort, stammered out its statement.

"Then you should go keep your good buddies company!"

Enraged, Wu Sanxing turned hostile and added a remark without any politeness, showing no intention of paying any attention to the mop-wielding man.

"Alright, Uncle Wu, those men you brought should be gone by now. Their eyes were too bright and they weren't breathing."

"So now that our escape route is blocked, shouldn't we take a closer look at this serpent carving to see if there are any traps or mechanisms?"

Xie Yuchen wasn't particularly interested in how Wu Sanxing's men were doing; their priority was figuring out a way to escape this predicament.

Either kill all those guys, or find a new entrance to the tomb.

"I'm looking into the organization; please stall for time for me."

Wu Sanxing was not a pretentious person; he knew what to do in what situation and quickly made a decision.

Qin Henian leaned against the wall and didn't listen carefully to what they were saying from beginning to end, because no matter what kind of mechanism was activated or what kind of fight was fought, it had nothing to do with him. Even if he stood there without moving, those controlled "corpses" wouldn't dare to cause him any trouble. It was a case of natural enemies suppressing each other.

Bang bang bang!

bang bang bang...

Gunshots rang out; an attack had begun. Qin Henian's mind raced; he couldn't recall hearing any living person on their side fire a shot...

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

Just then, the sound of turning a gun and pulling the trigger rang in his ears, and Qin Henian turned to look at the person next to him.

At this moment, Hei Xiazi, Xie Yuchen, Pan Zi, and Wu Sanxing were all holding guns, their eyes filled with murderous intent as they watched their men getting closer and closer, firing bullets into the heads of the "people" on the other side without restraint.

Meanwhile, the men on the other side who were being controlled were also holding guns and pointing them at the group. However, the men's movements were obviously very stiff, as if they had difficulty pulling the trigger. This gave the group an opportunity. "Bang bang bang..." After a few shots, the "man" on the other side fell down, blood flowing from his head. Something seemed to be wriggling in the pool of blood.

The stench of blood assaulted Qin Henian's nostrils, and his head suddenly felt heavy. His consciousness began to wander, conjuring up all sorts of dark images. His phoenix eyes darkened and turned red; Qin Henian felt an overwhelming urge to kill someone to relieve his boredom...

"He Nian! There's a way! The mechanism is open, let's go in and hide. Third Master was just shot by accident, we need to find a place to rest as soon as possible!"

Seeing that the matter was over, Xie Yuchen looked down and glanced at everyone. Only Wu Sanxing had been shot in the leg at the beginning. Fortunately, the mop next to him wasn't too bad. He knew to bandage it tightly and wait for treatment. However, the previous bleeding meant that they had to find a place to treat Wu Sanxing's wound.

"Xiaohua, let's go in quickly, I just found the mechanism and the door is already open."

Wu Sanxing had told Xie Yuchen this news before Xie Yuchen called out to Qin Henian.

Wu Sanxing wasn't one to hold anyone back. At the crucial moment before he was shot, he found the mechanism and pressed the button to open the door. Bullets flew in while the door was still open. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and dodged a few, but he still got hit. The others reacted quickly and took care of the guy on the other side, so they were temporarily safe.

"Alright, you go first, I'll cover the rear."

Qin Henian slacked off for a bit, and once he saw that things were settled, he offered to cover the rear.