Tomb Raiding: My Family's Last Clan Chief is Little Brother

Chapter 274 Banna Yao Village
Upon seeing the boy's face again, Zhang Wuxun immediately burst out laughing.

Is this what they mean by "searching high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly"?
The person in front of him was the one he had been looking for.

The short-haired boy was also taken aback when he saw Zhang Wuxun, but then he realized what was happening, put down his machete, led the dog back to its kennel, and pushed open the door to let Zhang Wuxun in.

There was a large kang (heated brick bed), a small square table, and a stove all in one room.

"Have you run out of money?" he asked.

He had put that ten million dollar check in the box with him.

The short-haired boy, who was wearing a human skin mask, snorted, "Didn't you tell me to hide here?"

Zhang Wuxun touched the tip of his nose. Okay, that's true.

"Tell me, what is the mission?" Aning poured a cup of water from the thermos and placed it on the table.

"Are you getting used to this face?" Zhang Wuxun said with a smile as he finished his water.

"The quality is good, and it's quite breathable," Ah Ning said coolly, touching her face.

"That's good." Zhang Wuxun nodded and didn't exchange any more pleasantries. "Do you know the post office in the county town? Go find the person who works in the boiler room during the winter, named Chen Xuehan. But he might not be at the post office right now. Ask around and find him. Ask him to take you to a Lama temple. Go to any Lama temple, and remember the location. Go there often in the future."

Ah Ning looked puzzled. "I know Chen Xuehan. Could he be one of 'it's' people?"

“No.” Zhang Wuxun waved his hand. “He was just a nobody who had a slight connection to the whole thing.”

“I want you to go to the Lama Temple, but actually it’s a smokescreen to confuse the people hiding in the dark.” Zhang Wuxun pointed to A Ning’s face. “Your face is your best camouflage right now. As Bai Lingdang, you will temporarily hold back the people who are watching Motuo.”

“The time hasn’t come yet. There aren’t many people watching this place. Try to find them without alerting them. Of course, your own safety is the most important thing. Don’t force it,” Zhang Wuxun said.

Ah Ning nodded and calmly said, "Okay."

Zhang Wuxun took the backpack and used it to put the two pistols and two short swords from his spatial storage into it. He also put in a lot of bullets, as well as several daggers, short knives, and other portable weapons. After thinking for a moment, he also took out an octagonal silver dart with a mechanism and explosives and put it in as well.

He put the backpack on the kang (a heated brick bed), took out an octagonal silver dart, and demonstrated it to A Ning, saying, "These things can definitely save your life in a critical moment."

Ah Ning glanced at it and exclaimed in surprise, "How did you get these things? They check these things very strictly here."

Zhang Wuxun shrugged, avoiding the question, "That's a problem you need to consider yourself. I think your doghouse is quite good for hiding things."

Ah Ning rolled her eyes and temporarily put her backpack into the hole under the cabinet in the corner.

"Besides this, is there anything else?" she asked.

Zhang Wuxun shook his head, no longer lingering, and got up to walk out the door. "Perhaps we'll meet again this winter."

Aning watched him leave, gazing at the distant snow line on the horizon, and sighed.

After leaving the small courtyard, Zhang Wuxun made several turns and ended up back on the street, slowly kicking the pebbles on the road.

He wants to move the entire storyline forward by five years, which will likely catch Wu Sansheng and his group off guard, forcing them to bring the plan forward.

With a slight smile, Zhang Wuxun walked into a small restaurant in a good mood.

His trip to Motuo was over, and he had to go back to reunite with Wu Xiaoxie and the others.

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On the train, since they weren't going tomb raiding, Wu Xiaoxie and his two companions felt relaxed. Six people slept in one carriage: two were migrant workers returning to Shangsi, and the other was a tour guide.

The tour guide was very outgoing and even taught them how to play mahjong, which was a lot of fun.

The young man was still the same as always, showing no interest in anything, only staring blankly out the window or at the roof of the car.

The fat man shook his head, "This young man is hopeless."

Wu Xiaoxie elbowed him, telling him not to talk nonsense.

It was soon noon, and an announcement reminded passengers to order food.

Wu Xiaoxie ordered one for each of them.

Just as I was about to break open the disposable chopsticks and lift the lid of the lunchbox, everything suddenly went black.

Wu Xiaoxie panicked for a moment, but quickly calmed down. This was thanks to his experience since entering the industry, which allowed him to analyze the advantages and disadvantages of his environment in the shortest possible time.

The fat man next to him cursed, rummaged through his bag for a flashlight, shone it out the window, and watched as the yellowish-brown mountain walls rushed past.

The tour guide had just finished using the restroom and returned in the dark. Upon seeing the situation, he explained, "The area around Shangsi is full of tunnels. These tunnels are very long, and the train has to go through them one by one, so it's normal that it's a bit dark."

Soon, the lights in the carriage came on.

Wu Xiaoxie and the others were eating by the light bulb when, halfway through their meal, a burst of bright white light from outside suddenly shone in through the window, making their eyes sting.

In the distance, the mountains were shrouded in mist, and the tour guide said that was the heart of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

In the distance, the blue granite peaks rise one after another, with lush forests blocking out the sun. Occasionally, small waterfalls and streams flow under the bridges, creating a breathtakingly beautiful landscape that inspires longing.

After getting off at Shangsi Railway Station, the tour guide helped contact a van driver, and Wu Xiaoxie and the other two got into the van and headed to Nanping.

We chatted and laughed all the way, the atmosphere was incredibly relaxed, and the beautiful scenery here is something you rarely see on ordinary days.

Wu Xiaoxie also brought the camera that Zhang Wuxun had left in his shop, and kept taking pictures.

It was the height of summer, and the scenery along the way was so beautiful it was almost melting your heart. Everyone who saw it was captivated, and even the usually composed young man had a sparkle in his eyes, appearing much gentler.

We were delayed quite a bit along the way, and by the time we arrived in Banna it was almost evening.

Wu Xiaoxie had done his research beforehand and knew that there was accommodation available in the Yao villages. He asked around until he found A Gui's house in the village, and then he was able to settle in.

After dinner, the three of them enjoyed the cool air in the courtyard.

The fat man leered at Ah Gui's little daughter, his mouth practically drooling.

Wu Xiaoxie lightly kicked him and laughed, "How can you be so pathetic? Wipe your drool away, don't scare the young girl."

Ah Gui brought over two jars of sweet wine, poured some for the group, and then sat down beside them, chatting with them while intentionally or unintentionally blocking the fat man's view.

The fat man clicked his tongue regretfully, then turned around and started bragging while drinking, saying that he was a big boss from Beijing and so on.

By the end, the fat man's tongue was swollen, and he was completely dizzy. In his dazed state, he kept saying that he wanted Ah Gui to marry his daughter to him so he could stay here and farm.

A-Gui's eyes twitched. He glanced at his youngest daughter, who was whittling bamboo and smirking to herself, then waved his hand to send her back inside.

(End of this chapter)