Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 228 Dog

First came long-distance buses, then long-distance minibuses, then long-distance motorcycles, and later oxcarts.

Hu Ming and his group of five had quite a journey, taking several days to travel from Hangzhou to eastern Shandong.

Today, the spot where the group got off the oxcart is exactly where the Guazi Temple is recorded in the calligraphy and map.

Beside the dilapidated little temple was only a raging river, and at the end of the river was a big mountain.

"Third Uncle, is this the place you deciphered from the rubbing of the silk scroll?"

After getting off the oxcart, Wu Xie stretched his body and asked suspiciously.

"Of course, see that mountain ahead? Climb over it, cross a river, and the treasure is hidden over there."

Wu Sansheng pointed to the mountains at the end of the river and said proudly.

He had been studying that rubbing of the silk scroll for several days, and he had already memorized its contents.

The so-called "calligraphy and painting" refers to geographical locations written in special encrypted script. There is no way to decipher it except by understanding the rules.

Aside from Wu Sansheng, there are probably no more than two people in the world who can do this.

It has to be said that Wu Sansheng was truly born to do this job.

Just then, a stray dog ​​suddenly darted out from the dilapidated temple gate ahead.

The dog was about a hundred meters away from the group. The moment the dog came out, Hu Ming's brows furrowed.

Hu Ming could clearly smell the stench of rotting flesh from a great distance.
"My five senses are much more sensitive than those of ordinary people. A distance of 100 meters is enough for me to smell some unusual scents."

"That stray dog ​​reeked of a pungent, rotting corpse!"

Seeing the questioning look in Wu Sansheng's eyes, Hu Ming lowered his voice and said.

Beside them was the old man who acted as their guide. This old man was no good either; they were all scoundrels who colluded to rob and kill people on the road.

It's hard to believe that we've already entered the 21st century.

However, in remote areas of Kyoto, there are still some scoundrels who make a living from this trade.

"The stench of a corpse!?"

Wu Sansheng's expression changed, and he immediately became gloomy and solemn.

Years ago, he lived in a small village in western Shanxi, where the villagers made a living by tomb raiding.

However, they were all untrained individuals, completely ignorant of even basic tomb raiding skills, let alone geomancy.

To avoid the dangers brought by unclean things in the tomb, the entire village has been eating solid meat, that is, human flesh, since childhood for several generations.

The purpose was to use the death energy of dead human flesh to mask the yang energy.

"Grandpa, what's the name of this dog? It looks quite energetic."

With his thoughts racing, Wu Sanlue paused for a moment, lit a cigarette for the guide, and asked casually.

"Hey, this dog is called Donkey Egg. We'll have to rely on it to bring the ferryman here."

"This river in front of us cuts through that mountain. It's really strange; apart from the ferryman, no one who goes into that river has ever come back!"

"Only this ferryman can safely bring people out of the river. The villagers all say that there are snake spirits in the river in the mountains, so they give the ferryman face."

The old man took a puff of his cigarette and said with a chuckle.

"Oh, is it really that amazing? Then I'll have to take a good look at these mountains later to see if there really is a snake spirit." Wu Sansheng laughed nonchalantly, following the old man's words, while calling out the dog's name.

"Donkey testicles, come here!"

In his younger days, Uncle Gou Wu made a living with a nose that was even more sensitive than a dog's, but he lost his sense of smell half a century ago due to an accident.

He then adopted several dogs to replace his nose, which is why he earned the nickname "Fifth Master Dog".

As the son of Dog Fifth Master, Wu Sansheng naturally mastered this skill and became extremely proficient in it.

However, unlike Hu Ming, a hundred meters was still too far for him to smell anything.

"Damn it! It really does smell like a corpse. This dog has probably been eating human flesh since it was a puppy!"

Wu Sansheng picked up the dog, sniffed it, and his expression changed. He couldn't help but curse inwardly.

At the same time, he gave Panzi a look. It was a cautious and wary look.

Panzi understood immediately and subtly touched the gun hidden by his clothes.

Before even seeing the tomb, they've already encountered something so eerie. Even with Wu Sansheng's composure, he was somewhat displeased.

As the saying goes, it's easier to mess with the King of Hell than with his underlings.

These kids are really the ones who are most likely to cause trouble.

"Third Uncle, Panzi, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this dog?"

Wu Xie looked at Wu Sansheng blankly.

"Children shouldn't interrupt adults. Why are you asking so many questions? Do you have a million whys?"

"Instead of wasting your time, you'd be better off studying those silk manuscript rubbings. You should at least learn about 70-80% of your third uncle's skills, if not all of them, right?"

Hu Ming chuckled and slapped Wu Xie on the shoulder, making him stumble.

"A kid? Uncle Hu... you look much younger than me, don't you?"

"Anyone can say that, but it sounds really weird coming from you!"

Seeing Hu Ming's threatening gaze, Wu Xie decisively changed his tune, his face darkening.

For Wu Xie, Hu Ming was truly a living ancestor.

Whether he can beat Hu Ming is another matter, but just the seniority difference alone is enough to make Wu Xie feel uncomfortable.

"Haha, Third Master, let me tell you, your Uncle Ming, Master Ming, is a man with real skills. I remember my Company Commander Hu told me about him."

"When Ming was about your age, he had already made a name for himself in the national archaeological and historical circles. Anyone who makes a living in this field knows him."

Seeing Wu Xie's discomfiture, Panzi chuckled sarcastically.

Hu Bayi is Panzi's most respected company commander, while Hu Ming is Hu Bayi's good brother.

Panzi naturally felt a greater affinity for Hu Ming, who was also a soldier, so it wasn't surprising that he made some harmless little jokes.

Moreover, back then, the achievements of the young Hu Ming were indeed astonishing to many insiders.

In the underworld, one's status is not something that can be fabricated, something that can be elevated by others, or something that can be inherited from one's ancestors.

Those who are renowned in this industry are all ruthless and resourceful; their great reputations are earned through risking their lives!
Hu Ming smiled nonchalantly at this, not wanting to say anything more.

(End of this chapter)