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

Chapter 283 Turbulent Waves
Several lynxes on the hillside rushed towards them at lightning speed.

Zhang Wuxun ducked to avoid it. He knew that with Xiao Ge standing behind him, the lynx would never run up the hillside. So he pounced straight at the largest lynx that had been staring at the bushes for a long time.

Seeing that its prey dared to provoke it, the lynx roared and swung its claws straight at Zhang Wuxun's face. Zhang Wuxun did not entangle with it at all. An octagonal silver dart appeared in his palm. He pressed the mechanism, aimed, and threw it into the lynx's wide-open blood-red mouth.

At the same time, the lynx got close. Zhang Wuxun protected his throat, then fell backward into the grass and rolled to the side.

The lynx missed its target, its sharp claws hooking to the side. Zhang Wuxun felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, followed by a loud bang, and flying flesh and blood scattered in all directions with the shockwave.

Zhang Wuxun rolled into the grass crater that had been blown open earlier, avoiding the strongest aftershocks before the explosion.

Brushing the dirt off his head, Zhang Wuxun had just climbed out of the pit when he suddenly sensed danger. He shrank back, and a whooshing sound grazed his head, piercing straight into the neck of a lynx, causing blood to splatter on the spot.

The hunting dogs from the other groups had already arrived and rushed up to fight the lynxes.

The strongest lynx had already been killed by Zhang Wuxun. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the lynx herd cried out a few times and fled into the jungle through the grass. Their mournful cries echoed from the depths of the forest, and soon there was no sound at all.

The hunting dogs tried to give chase, but were called back by A-Gui and the others with their whistles.

The young man, his hands covered in blood, rushed over with a short knife and pulled Zhang Wuxun out of the pit. Seeing the tear and bloodstains on the shoulder of his white hoodie, he immediately frowned, "You're injured?"

Zhang Wuxun waved his hand dismissively, "It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about. I brought tetanus medication, I'll just get a shot later."

As he spoke, he pulled the knife from the lynx's neck. It was a hunting knife unique to the Yao ethnic group, covered in marks, clearly a weapon with a long history of battles.

Then he looked into the bushes. The knife that had just flown over his head had come from there. Although it almost hurt him, Zhang Wuxun knew who the knife belonged to. They would have to interact with each other again later, so for now, the bigger picture was more important. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

The people on the hillside also quickly ran down, their faces covered in cold sweat from lingering fear, cursing incessantly in their local dialect.

When A-Gui saw that Zhang Wuxun was injured, he exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly took out a small jar from his pocket to apply medicine to him.

The medicines used by these hunters were all tailored to their living environment and were the result of generations of experience. Zhang Wuxun did not refuse and took off his hoodie, leaving him in his vest, so that they could wash away the bloodstains with liquor and then apply medicine to the wound.

The wound wasn't deep. Because I dodged in time and my clothes blocked the bleeding, it only scratched the skin, and the bleeding stopped in a short while.

At that moment, the bushes on the other side of the jungle began to shake violently, and everyone immediately became alert.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a withered, aged hand reached out from the darkness, and then a figure stepped into the moonlight.

He was a skinny old man with bare chest, his eyes piercing and bright. Although thin, his body was made of muscles honed through real combat, as refined as iron bars, indicating that he must have been a formidable figure in his youth.

He was covered in blood, with a large lynx carcass on his shoulder and another one in his hand.

Only when they got closer could they see his face clearly.

However, Zhang Wuxun and the other two focused their attention on the tattoos on the old man's body.

With deer antlers and dragon scales, it treads on fire and burns the wind.

It's exactly the same as what happened to Xiao Ge and Zhang Wuxun.

Wu Xiaoxie gasped and instinctively looked at Xiao Ge.

The young man was clearly stunned and wanted to go up and ask him something.

But the old man only glanced at Zhang Wuxun and the other two lightly before walking towards Agui and the others.

Wu Xiaoxie took two steps closer to Zhang Wuxun and whispered in his ear, "Damn, what a cool old man! He's got the style of Zhang Qiling. Look at his tattoos, they're exactly the same as yours. Could this guy be Zhang Qiling's dad?"

Zhang Wuxun raised his hand and pushed his head away, "Nonsense, this guy is old enough to be his father."

Wu Xiaoxie glared at him, "I don't believe it!"

Zhang Wuxun chuckled. "Let me put it this way, how do you think we're ranked in terms of seniority?"

Wu Xiaoxie thought for a moment, "It shouldn't be that big, right? Uncle or something?" He only knew that Muyu was Xiao Ge's junior, but he didn't really know the specifics.

Zhang Wuxun glanced at Xiao Ge and whispered in Wu Xiaoxie's ear, "Xiao Ge is from the same generation as my grandfathers, now you understand?"

Wu Xiaoxie was shocked. He thought to himself, "Damn, could it be that Xiao Ge's unchanged appearance is because he ate the Corpse Pill just like Chen Wenjin?"
Zhang Wuxun discerned his thoughts from his expression and whispered, "Which do you think is more powerful when the Corpse Beetle Pill and the Old Man's Precious Blood are put together?"

Wu Xiaoxie exclaimed "Damn it!" and stared at the young man's face for a long time, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Zhang Wuxun patted him on the shoulder, "Alright, stop thinking about it. It's good that you understand. Let's go over there."

The three of them walked over, and the old man was talking to the hunters in Yao language. The hunters quickly dispersed and carried over all the lynx carcasses they had killed, piling them together.

Seeing that the group of people were clearly very respectful to the old man, as if the old man held a very high position, Wu Xiaoxie quietly asked Agui, "Who is this person?"

Ah Gui patted him and laughed, "Who else could it be but Old Man Panma?"

Wu Xiaoxie was shocked, but then he understood. At his age, he was probably the only one who could kill such a troublesome carnivorous beast as a lynx with his bare hands.

It's important to know that a single adult lynx can hunt down a lone adult Tibetan wolf, and wolf cubs are also on the lynx's menu. They are truly "little tyrants of the forest" and are among the best of medium-sized predators.

Ah Gui introduced Zhang Wuxun and the other two to Old Man Panma. Old Man Panma's gaze swept over Xiao Ge and Zhang Wuxun, and his expression changed slightly when he saw Xiao Ge. Then he casually began to wipe the blood off his body.

The same Qilin treading on fire appeared strangely eerie on him, as if the Qilin had gone mad from its cultivation.

After Zhang Wuxun finished wiping and applying the medicine, she returned the Yao knife in her hand to him.

Panma the old man accepted the gift and thanked him in the Yao language. A dog barked, and several other groups of people arrived, including Panma the old man's son.

They looked serious and huddled together, whispering something. Then, A-Gui directed them to burn the lynx carcasses on the spot and bury them.

Seeing Zhang Wuxun and the other two's confusion, Agui explained, "The lynxes here haven't been seen for many years. Their sudden appearance here is probably because of the heavy rains a few days ago. Something strange happened in the deep mountains, forcing them to come out. There are many rats where there are many people. They must have been attracted to the edge of the village by food."

“Although lynx pelts are priceless, we can’t skin them and sell them. Otherwise, in less than a week, poachers will gather here like cats smelling fish. Although they may not be able to catch any lynxes, those people are insatiable and will eventually sweep the entire forest clean, leaving nothing behind.”

Indeed, poaching has been rampant in Guangxi in recent years. It's like a locust swarm sweeping across the land. They won't let go of anything that can be made into money, not even a sparrow.

If word gets out that there are lynxes here, and those people catch a whiff of it, they'll definitely come and hunt them down and wipe them out.

Although A-Gui and his companions are hunters, they are also hunters with principles, and they deeply abhor the actions of poachers.

They firmly believe that every living being on this land that nurtured them has a spirit, and A-Gui said that such people's actions will be seen by Heaven and they will be punished sooner or later.

Most Yao people worship nature and believe in ancestors and spirits. Some believe in Taoism or Buddhism and take the concepts of cause and effect and retribution very seriously.

By the time they finished dealing with the situation, the sky was already beginning to lighten. Everyone packed up and then led their dogs down the mountain.

They ran into the village officials who were leading a group up the mountain at the pass. They were overjoyed to see that everyone had returned safely.

Zhang Wuxun originally planned to go back and get the tetanus shot he brought, but Agui insisted, so he had no choice but to go to the village doctor's office with Panma Old Man.

Old Man Panma's back was gnawed to shreds by the beast's mouth. It is said that if he hadn't always tied a stick to his back when he went up the mountain, a lynx would have attacked him and bitten his neck off long ago.

Zhang Wuxun thought the village doctor's suturing technique was incredibly crude, like sewing a quilt. He would poke in and pull the thread. Old Man Panma was a tough guy, insisting on not using anesthesia. You could hear the "biu biu" sound of the needle piercing the skin, which made Wu Xiaoxie grimace.

After treating the injury, we had a meal at the village office.

Originally, Wu Xiaoxie and the others planned to go back, but just before leaving, Old Man Panma suddenly beckoned to them, no, to Wu Xiaoxie alone, and said in Yao language, "Come with me."

Zhang Wuxun and Xiao Ge naturally had to follow, but after taking only a few steps, Old Man Panma stopped and pointed at Zhang Wuxun and Xiao Ge, saying in Yao language, "They can't come along."

Wu Xiaoxie couldn't understand and looked at Agui with a blank expression.

Ah Gui looked a little embarrassed and quickly stepped forward to say, "These three bosses are all looking for you; they're all together."

Panma Old Man's face immediately turned cold, and he said decisively, "No, if that brat wants to know what happened back then, he must come alone. No one more is allowed."

"Moreover..." Old Man Panma said, looking at the young man with a fleeting look of fear on his face, "If the two of them are together, they'll be killed by each other sooner or later!"

Zhang Wuxun could no longer contain himself. He stepped forward, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and coldly warned in Yao language: "If you continue to utter such vague and ethereal words, I cannot guarantee that the secret you have buried deep in the lake will not be revealed to the world."

Upon hearing this, Panma was greatly alarmed. He stared intently at Zhang Wuxun, seemingly trying to discern from Zhang Wuxun's expression whether he truly knew something and was thus testing his reaction.

Zhang Wuxun's face was cold, and his eyes were extremely oppressive, clearly telling Pan Ma that he knew something.

Pan Ma's expression finally changed drastically. He tightened his grip on the Yao Dao at his side, but ultimately, considering the presence of many people, he suppressed the turmoil surging in his heart, uttered "No waiting after this time," and turned to leave.

Agui and the others were stunned and confused, not understanding why the new city boss suddenly acted like he had swallowed gunpowder. Could it be that he had some connection with Panma?
Wu Xiaoxie looked bewildered, no longer surprised that Zhang Wuxun knew Yao language. He also knew that Zhang Wuxun must be in a terrible mood, so he quickly pulled him aside and whispered, "Muyu, what's wrong? What did that old man say that made you so angry?"

Zhang Wuxun didn't want those words to affect their mood, so he pursed his lips and shook his head.

The young man frowned, turned to A-Gui and asked directly, "What did Pan Ma just say?"

Ah Gui was still a little dazed when he heard this and said, somewhat confused, "He said... uh, that if you and that Boss Wu are still together, sooner or later one of you will kill the other..."

“He’s talking nonsense!” Zhang Wuxun interrupted A Gui’s words in a rapid voice, “Don’t take it to heart, let’s go back first, I have a way to make him talk.”

The young man watched Pan Ma's departing figure, and the dark blue tattoo on his shoulder that was faintly visible in the sunlight as he walked. He seemed to be pondering something, and his eyes seemed slightly different from before. But upon closer inspection, he still had that indifferent look that belonged only to the Silent One.

Looking at Xiao Ge's appearance, Zhang Wuxun sighed inwardly. Perhaps in the original story, Xiao Ge recovered some fragmented memories around this time.

Pan Ma had already disappeared from sight, and the others around him had also dispersed and gone home. Although Wu Xiaoxie was puzzled as to why Pan Ma would say such a thing, he didn't dwell on it too much. He was more worried about why Zhang Wuxun had such a strong reaction.

It seems this trip to Banna is destined to be fraught with difficulties.

"Let's go back too," Wu Xiaoxie said, patting Zhang Wuxun on the shoulder.

Zhang Wuxun nodded, "Brother, let's go. I'll explain when we get back."

Ah Gui breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that the old man in the city was no pushover; his imposing aura at that moment had even frightened him a little.

The three followed A-Gui home. On the way, they ran into Fatty and Yun Cai, who were returning from another road. They exchanged a few words and jokes, which eased the tense atmosphere.

Back in the bamboo house, Fatty peered out the window. Seeing no one coming up, he closed the window, leaving only a crack to observe. Then he turned around and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Why do you all look like that? What happened? You all look like you've been digging for wild vegetables in the mountains, all covered in dirt."

Wu Xiaoxie briefly explained the situation to him.

Upon hearing that there was even a Qilin tattoo, the fat man exclaimed, "My goodness! Is Banna really the young man's hometown? Why are there so many tattooed and incredibly skilled people coming out of here?"

“No.” Zhang Wuxun shook his head firmly, “Although Pan Ma’s tattoo looks the same as Xiao Ge’s, there are actually big differences.”

What a joke! How could the tattoos on the head of the Zhang family be compared to those of some nobody?

(End of this chapter)