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

Chapter 530 Eternal Life
“There’s a road down there, I’ll go down and take a look first,” Zhang Haike said.

"Okay, get ready." Zhang Wuxun nodded, counted down three, tightened his grip and loosened his grip, then flung Zhang Haike toward the stone bridge behind and below the statue. "Go!"

Zhang Haike tensed up, swung through the air and landed on the stone bridge. He bent his knees to cushion the impact and stood firm, then gave an OK sign with his hand behind his back. He then walked step by step into the arched opening in the stone wall, carrying a light.

Wu Xie and his two companions waited outside. The path above was completely cut off, so they had no choice but to go down.

Zhang Wuxun climbed up the stalactite, put away the mechanical wristband, and the two fat men immediately surrounded him, grabbing him and groping him all over. "We finally caught you."

The fat man sat cross-legged on Yama's head like an Arhat, pinching and kneading Zhang Wuxun's cheeks, but there was no sign of deformation or peeling. He couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong with your face? This mask is too good. It doesn't deform no matter how much I rub it."

Zhang Wuxun let them rub him, smiling faintly and remaining silent.

Wu Xie leaned closer and squinted to examine it carefully. He found that the skin had a smooth and warm texture, and even the fine hairs on the cheeks were clearly visible in the sidelight. After pondering for a while, he concluded, "This is a real face."

There are no flaws whatsoever in the bone structure beneath the skin or the direction of the subcutaneous fat and muscles. This is indeed a genuine human face, so real it couldn't be more so.

The fat man frowned, first in disbelief, then as if he had thought of something, he lowered his voice and said, "Is this some kind of super disguise technique that your Zhang family keeps secret? It can be 100% indistinguishable from the real thing. Zhang Haike's face looks real to me too, except his eyes are a bit cunning."

"Could it be that you also had bone surgery like Zhang Haike?" Wu Xie was taken aback. "Then you'll have to live with the same face as me from now on."

"No." Zhang Wuxun smiled and told a little lie. "This secret technique is only temporary. After leaving the snow mountain, I will change to another face."

"What?" Wu Xie asked urgently, "Then you're going to have to hide again?"

Zhang Wuxun nodded. "My former face is dead in the Wang family's records, so it cannot appear in public. I need the Wang family to chase after all the ancient Lan people who have 'resurrected' from the snow mountain."

Wu Xie pursed his lips. "Then what can I do? I only have a vague understanding of your plan even now."

“Zhang Haike is right.” Zhang Wuxun looked directly into his eyes. “You are the only person in this world who can save the Zhang family. You are like a unique key, a key that can unlock the Nine Gates and the Zhang family’s shackles.”

Wu Xie gave a bitter laugh, "You guys really flatter me."

"What about all those things my third uncle did? He's already been in contact with the Zhang family for a long time?"

“There is no connection, but we have the same idea.” Zhang Wuxun said, “Your third uncle only deduced Xiao Ge’s origins based on clues left over from the Old Nine Gates era. He did not know about the existence of the Zhang family overseas. I made some agreements with him. You can think of it as three groups of people working towards a common goal.”

“Three groups of people…” Wu Xie frowned slightly. “Then what about your identity? You said you are a member of the Zhang family overseas, but Zhang Haike and the others don’t know your background. Could it be that there are other overseas Zhang family groups besides them?”

Zhang Wuxun was silent for a few seconds, then zipped up his windbreaker to the top, hiding his fair and thin chin inside the collar, his eyelashes drooping slightly.

Wu Xie felt that this action meant a kind of escapism.

"Can't I say?" he asked.

“I don’t know,” Zhang Wuxun said softly. “I only remember that I came from the Zhang family overseas. I remember that I trained and studied with many companions, caused trouble and got into trouble together and were punished together. I remember all of this very clearly.”

"I don't remember Zhang Haike and the others, but they feel strangely familiar to me, like a shadow shrouded in fog. Or maybe there's something wrong with my memory."

If it really is a problem with his memory, then why do Zhang Haike and the others know nothing about him? As long as they are members of the Zhang family overseas, there is no way their names would be missing from the family genealogy.

Zhang Wuxun's childhood memories begin with a vast, white snow-capped mountain and a person who took him away from the mountain.

Perhaps it's because he comes from a parallel world, where the Zhang family overseas in another timeline doesn't have those people, but why did he find traces of his father in this timeline?

Could it be that he was originally from this time and space, but something happened in those missing memories from his childhood that caused him to appear in another time and space, and then return here seventeen years later at the moment of his impending death?

The only thing that brought him here was the system. If the system is the medium connecting the two timelines, then will he return to the future someday?

Zhang Wuxun felt a bit depressed. He felt like a small boat floating in the torrent of time, drifting with the current. The past was false, the future was also illusory, and only the present moment, being with Wu Xie and the others, was real.

If one day he really dies and the system leaves, will he also disappear like those ancient Lan people, with no one remembering him or discovering him, as if he never existed and there is no trace of him left in the world?

Suddenly, someone pinched his shoulder. Zhang Wuxun turned his head and saw Wu Xie and Fatty's worried eyes. His desolate heart suddenly calmed down. He smiled and said, "None of that matters. As long as I don't forget you, that's enough."

“That’s right, as long as you don’t forget us.” The fat man quickly chimed in, adding, “Even if you forget, it doesn’t matter. We’ll just help you find us again, like Little Brother did back then, right, Naive?”

Wu Xie nodded emphatically, "Let's go through it again from beginning to end."

"Okay," Zhang Wuxun replied with a smile.

"It's settled then, it's a deal."

Wu Xie raised his fist and looked at them. Although he said that, Mu Yu's personality was too awkward. He was afraid that if something really happened, even if he still had his memories, Mu Yu would secretly hide away by himself and not let anyone find him.

Zhang Wuxun was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and lightly bumped his fist with hers, "You're so cunning, it's a deal."

The fat man chuckled twice and bumped fists with the fat man, saying, "May our friendship last forever! Fatty here also keeps his word!"

Having spent time together is an eternity.

They will walk side by side into the future.

Zhang Wuxun withdrew his hand, intentionally trying to lighten the mood, "Hey, by the way, did you two cry after you found out I was in trouble?"

"No!" The two men, Xie and Pang, looked at each other and said in unison.

Zhang Wuxun sighed dramatically, "So you didn't cry after all. Sigh, it seems I was just being presumptuous. I thought I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Xie kicked him from the side, yelling, "You thought? You thought what bullshit! You still have the nerve to bring this up? Do you know we really thought you were dead... You didn't even attend Fatty and Yun Cai's wedding, how could you be so annoying..."

As he cursed, Wu Xie took a deep breath, stepped forward and hugged Zhang Wuxun tightly, punching him hard on the back a few times. "You bastard, why didn't you send us any messages while you were alive? You could have sent back even a single hair."

Zhang Wuxun weakly argued, "But I kept a video."

"Shut up!" Every cell in Wu Xie's body was cursing. "How dare you say that? What the hell is the difference between that and a suicide note?"

Zhang Wuxun's ears twitched from the shout, and then a weight pressed down on him. The fat man opened his arms and wrapped them around each other, staring at him menacingly. "It's kind of you to remember to prepare a congratulatory gift in advance. Are you trying to tear out my heart? Tianzhen's tears have made the fruit wine in the bowl salty."

"You have the nerve to say that to me?" Wu Xie retorted. "Who was it that was crying so hard while clinging to the well opening, almost jumping in because they were seeing things?"

After bickering and undermining each other for a while, the two turned to Zhang Wuxun.

Zhang Wuxun immediately tensed up, feeling like Little Red Riding Hood, hiding under the covers and trembling, being targeted by the Big Bad Wolf.

"Hey, take this!"

"Take this beating from me!"

Wu Xie and Fatty lunged at him menacingly, and Zhang Wuxun's expression changed drastically. He turned and fled, quickly climbing down the stalactites.

"stop!"

"Dogwood Fish, stop right there! You dare to run? I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Zhang Wuxun scurried up to the end of the stone pillar, leaped onto the stone bridge, and looked up to remind the two of them, "Slow down, watch your step."

A beam of white light flashed out from the archway, and Zhang Haike said quietly, "You three are having a lot of fun, aren't you?"

Wu Xie and Fatty jumped down one after the other, and Zhang Wuxun caught them with one hand each, without turning his head, "Judging from your tone, you've discovered something?"

"Yes, there's a stone hall inside. You'll definitely recognize it when you see it," Zhang Haike said, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense.

Happy Children's Day, Wuhu!