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

Chapter 470 The Fat Man's Dream
(In the copper bell illusion, the fat man's fear and delusions)
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"I'll interrogate them."

Zhang Haixing quickly added, "I will do everything I can to make her spill all the information you want to know."

“There’s no need. You won’t get anything out of these kinds of people.” Zhang Wuxun held the syringe, his face seemingly covered with a thin layer of frost. “Since this was obtained from her, we should just return it.”

After saying that, he directly inserted the needle into the side of 'White Bell's' neck. The small hole on the needle tip, which was blocked by a rubber ring, was pushed away by the muscle tissue, and the blue-green liquid inside the syringe went straight into her body.

Although everyone was taken aback by his actions, they did not stop him. As long as they could get the answer they wanted, the process was not their concern.

In less than two minutes, the woman lying on the ground began to convulse, her face contorted in a grotesque manner, and she vomited out a large clump of cotton-like substance, which choked her screams.

The vomit was mixed with countless small, blackened lumps, which looked like the eggs of something, and the creature inside the eggs was already dead.

Zhang Haike covered his mouth and nose, squatted down, and took a closer look, saying, "These things came out of her stomach."

Zhang Wuxun nodded. "Feeding snakes with one's own body is a common method used by these people."

"Holy crap, this thing is lethal!" The fat man peeked out and immediately cursed, "Damn it, this bitch is really vicious! Our Comrade Tianzhen was just standing here peacefully, what the hell did she do to deserve this?"

Then he bowed to Zhang Wuxun again in a pretentious manner, saying, "Luckily, my innocent comrade didn't fall for it. Thank you to this brave man for saving my innocent dog's life in time."

Zhang Wuxun waved his hand casually, ignoring his antics.

Looking at the woman lying on the ground, her pupils dilated and already dead, Wu Xie touched his neck with lingering fear and asked, "What's wrong with this woman? I have a feeling she was coming for me from the start."

Zhang Wuxun's face was exceptionally cold. "Your feeling is correct. I bet the Germans never expected that their rash actions would be like inviting a wolf into their house."

Feng, standing to the side, turned pale and then purple, and after a long while, he finally managed to speak with difficulty, "She is a special talent introduced by headquarters. I never question the orders from headquarters."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Haike chuckled, "Serves you right for being a pawn."

Feng didn't want to refute this. If he couldn't control his extra curiosity, he would probably have been a handful of dust many years ago.

"What kind of poison is that? Is it snake venom?" Wu Xie asked.

Zhang Wuxun's expression was cold and stern. "It's most likely a neurotoxin similar to snake venom."

Did that woman know she was doomed, so she took a desperate gamble and decided to use poison to awaken Wu Xie's ability to read pheromones?

Wu Xie's ability to read pheromones seems to have been inherited from Wu Laogou.

Zhang Wuxun also possesses this ability because he absorbed some kind of primordial substance from the snake egg of Zhujiuyin in the Qinling Mountains, which modified his physique. The system had planned everything from the very beginning.

Zhang Haike put on gloves, picked up the syringe and put it in his bag. He waved for someone to restrain Feng and said, "Leave the rest to us. You can go and rest and conserve your energy. You will set off in three days."

Zhang Wuxun did not object and led Dan and Yueya out of the room.

Seeing that there was nothing more for them to do here, and that the Zhang family had no time to care about them, the two men followed and left.

Once they were outside the courtyard, Wu Xie finally asked Zhang Wuxun the question that had been on his mind, "You guys said this woman had a map on her? What map? Is it about the snow mountain?"

He felt that Zhang Haike was deliberately avoiding something, something that he still couldn't know.
"She and many others belong to the Wang family's organization. The so-called map is actually proof of their identity. When the plan is actually launched, you will see more similar patterns."

Zhang Wuxun's tone was calm, and the rage he had displayed when he attacked just now had completely disappeared.

He didn't deliberately hide it from Wu Xie, simply because he had more human skin patterns in his space, which were key to their search for the Bronze Gate in the snowy mountains.

The reason why the Germans have had star charts for so long but still cannot unravel their mysteries is that they are missing another crucial element: the part that Wang Zanghai selected from the totems of the Khampa people thousands of years ago.

It's not wrong to call it a map, but there are very few phoenix tattoos with mountain ranges and constellations in the design.

Fortunately, the Wang family's unprecedentedly large-scale operation during their encirclement and suppression of Zhang Wuxun allowed Zhang Wuxun to capture a special phoenix tattoo among them.

The feud between the Wang family and the Khampa people can be traced back to a very long time ago.

When Wang Zanghai was building the Cloud Palace for the King of Wannu, he discovered that the Zhang family had been guarding a secret. He wanted to uncover this secret, so under the deliberate guidance of the Zhang family, he explored all the way to the Himalayas, where he found the Khampa people who were also guarding the secret of the Bronze Gate.

Wang Zanghai wanted to know the secrets of the Zhang family, while the Khampa people wanted to end their constrained fate, so the two sides hit it off immediately.

The price Wang Zanghai paid for obtaining the Zhang family's secret was to take over the responsibility of guarding the bronze gate in place of the Khampa people, thus removing the shackles that had been re-imprisoned on the entire Khampa tribe.

Unfortunately, after the Wang family gradually grew stronger with the help of the Khampa people, they went back on their word. At the same time, they took advantage of the Zhang family's secrets and began to truly deal with the Zhang family. This is one of the reasons why the powerful Zhang family was so easily destroyed.

To say whether the Khampa people resent the Zhang family is certainly true. They spent thousands of years trying to escape the curse of the ancient Lan people, only to be unwittingly brought back by the Zhang family. That's why the Khampa people chose to take a gamble when Wang Zanghai appeared and showed great interest in him.

But the Khampa people never imagined that their act of self-preservation would lead to the annihilation of the entire Zhang family clan. Therefore, they truly hated the treacherous Wang family to the core.

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During the three days of preparations before their departure, Wu Xie and Fatty went down the mountain together, and also took the opportunity to send Crescent Moon, who had made great contributions, down the mountain to Chen Xuehan.

The signal was bad on the mountain, so Fatty needed to make a phone call to Banna to explain a lot of things. Yun Cai was now six months pregnant, and the fetus was growing rapidly, so pregnant women needed to pay more attention to their diet and nutrition during this period.

The fat man shamelessly asked Xie Yuchen to find a nutritionist to take him to Banna, where he would be personally cared for.

Not knowing how long it would take to get into the snow mountain, Fatty arranged for a nanny and maternity nurse to stay in Banna in advance, spending a lot of money to have them stay with him, which made him feel a little more at ease. Wu Xie, on the other hand, took out the fingerprints he had secretly collected from the medicine bottle and used his connections to expedite the comparison. The result was obvious: the fingerprints on the medicine bottle did not match Mu Yu's at all.

His mind was in turmoil, his intuition leaning more towards Bai Ci being Mu Yu, but why was the evidence so unusual? Where exactly did things go wrong?
Wu Xie was disappointed for a while. He carefully recalled the details after meeting Bai Ci. If Bai Ci only cared about Wu Xie, who could help him and the Zhang family enter the Bronze Gate, then the caring actions that appeared during the crisis seemed to make sense.

Wu Xie confided his confusion to Fatty, who, after listening, offered a sharp comment: "You're just blinded by your own involvement."

Wu Xie slumped listlessly on the table, muttering to himself, "Anyway, I think he's just a wooden fish."

"Although I'm also involved, I'm not as deeply entangled as you, and I see things more clearly than you do," the fat man comforted him.

"That kid Muyu is a lotus root spirit, he's got eight hundred tricks up his sleeve. Knowing you have some suspicions, how could he not be wary of you using this trick? Don't worry, Fatty recognized him at a glance, so there's absolutely no mistake."

"Then why didn't he give us even the slightest hint?" Wu Xie perked up a little.

The fat man handed him a handful of peanuts and took a sip of liquor. "Have you ever thought that since you could recognize him by intuition, he must have known too? Hints are not only useless, but they will also increase the risk of exposure. We don't know what he's hiding from, but for him to hide all the way from Zhang Family Ancient Building to here, it must be something very, very troublesome."

Wu Xie suddenly realized, his eyes narrowing, "He's not just hiding from the Wang family, but also from another type of tattoo on his body..."

"Shh—" The fat man glanced at Crescent Moon, who was quietly squatting by the door, and placed the wine pot in front of him. "As long as we know what's going on, that's fine."

The air remained silent for several minutes.

Wu Xie lowered his eyelashes, picked up a peanut from the table, cracked one open and popped it into his mouth, and whispered, "I didn't have time to ask before, what did you see in the illusion?"

The fat man paused for a moment, then continued peeling peanuts as if nothing had happened, saying, "It's just an impossible nightmare, nothing to say."

Wu Xie glanced at him sideways, "Such discouraging words don't sound like they come out of your mouth."

The fat man's eyes darted around as he took a swig of liquor. The burning liquid warmed him from his throat into his stomach, and he unconsciously broke out in a sweat, dispelling the chill that enveloped him.

He then slowly spoke, his voice hoarse, "I may have... seen the ending that Muyu once mentioned. I don't know if it's true, but a voice in my heart tells me that it is very likely to be true."

He saw Yun Cai's body being discovered by the villagers and pulled from the stream; a bullet had pierced her lung, and the blood that spread out stained half of the setting sun red.

He couldn't believe it was real. Just before he left, his sister was sweetly calling him "fat brother" and waving at him, saying she would wait for him to come back.

A wave of immense panic and anger washed over him, his head felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and the scene before him became mottled and black.

He seemed to see red on his hands out of the corner of his eye. He looked down and saw blood—it was blood…

How can there be so much blood?!
Whose blood was it? Why can't he remember all of a sudden?
His eyes darted around sluggishly, and he saw a large crowd gathered by the stream. He heard Ah Gui's hoarse voice wailing...

He remembered!
He stumbled and ran over, knelt on the ground, and tightly embraced the cold body, screaming in anguish as he called out his sister's name.

As the last rays of the setting sun disappeared behind the mountains, A-mei's pale face could no longer display the radiant smile that once graced her.

Yun Cai was shot to death. A Gui and the villagers suspected that it was done by Qiu Dekao's men, and a fierce conflict ensued.

But the fat man knew it wasn't Jude Kao's men. He grabbed his gun and rushed to the back mountain, but the back mountain had been completely flooded by the heavy rain, and he couldn't find any trace of the collapsed shoulder.

What to do? What to do? He couldn't find the collapsed shoulder, so he couldn't avenge his sister. His sister must not have died immediately. The collapsed shoulder was chasing after her. In her panic, she escaped into the stream and was swept away.

The wound was so deep, and the water was so cold; she must have been in so much pain...

The fat man searched in the woods for an unknown amount of time, his head throbbing more and more violently, as if countless bees were crawling into his ears. He rolled around on the ground in pain, and in a daze, he saw a dark figure hiding behind a tree, its face covered, looking at him with sinister eyes.

The fat man's eyes were bloodshot. Fueled by rage, he gritted his teeth and struggled to sit up. He groped for the hunting rifle that had fallen to the ground, raised it, and aimed—a dark figure suddenly appeared in front of him, gripped the barrel with one hand, and turned the muzzle to point at his neck.

I vaguely heard a bang.

Jingle Bell--

However, what rang out in his hand was not the sound of a gunshot, but a very clear and pleasant bell sound.

As the pain subsided, the fat man felt as if he were locked in a box, surrounded by darkness.

He heard the sound of the bell fading into the distance, and his thoughts grew increasingly sluggish. He felt like a puppet on a string, walking step by step into the darkness ahead.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the ground suddenly gave way beneath his feet, and the fat man plummeted downwards, falling into the water with a splash.

He exhaled one or two bubbles from his nostrils and instinctively started swimming with his hands and feet. Using the flashlight he was holding in his mouth, he saw a person lying on the bottom of the water not far from him. He recognized the person's figure very well!

Wooden fish! That's a wooden fish!
He saw Wu Xie float down with another beam of light, dragging Pan Zi away from the water.

The current around him was swift, and it tossed the fat man around. Without hesitation, he immediately swam downstream.

When the wooden fish was retrieved, the person was completely unconscious, and blood was still oozing from the wound on their thigh.

The fat man held his last breath and swam to the surface of the water, holding onto the wooden fish with one hand.

Finally, with his last ounce of strength, he brought the man to the shore. Countless lights flickered overhead, and the sounds of people were chaotic. The crowd hurriedly pulled the fat man and what he was clutching from the water.

The fat man coughed up the water he had accidentally swallowed, and exclaimed with joy, "Oh my god... Oh my god, I found the wooden fish! I brought the wooden fish out of the water..."

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