Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 284 Footprints
In such a violent current, the people had no chance to resist and were swept away by the current.

This feeling of leaving life and death to fate is absolutely maddening.

About five or six minutes later, Hu Ming felt the spiraling water around him disappear, and he immediately felt much more relaxed.

At first glance, they found themselves in a wide pool made of white marble, with a clear view.

We've arrived at the lateral ventricle.

Panting heavily, everyone climbed up to the edge of the pool and collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

This experience was memorable and unforgettable.

After turning off the highly focused diving light and replacing it with a regular searchlight, the diffused light finally illuminated the situation in the ear chamber.

The tomb chamber's dome is painted with a map of fifty stars, and a stone door next to it connects to the passageway.

The walls of the tomb chamber were sealed with white clay, and some colorful images could be seen on them.

Unfortunately, over time, due to the erosion of moisture, it has become a complete mess, making it difficult to discern the contents.

"Hey Uncle Ming, could you at least give me a heads-up before doing something like this next time?"

"For a moment, I thought we were all going to die and be left in this damned place to feed the fish."

After catching his breath, Wu Xie ripped off his diving mask and couldn't help but complain.

To be honest, Hu Ming was genuinely frightened when he suddenly triggered the mechanism and was swept into the secret passage.

For a moment, he almost truly despaired.

"Didn't I give you your third uncle's notebook? It has instructions on how to get into the underwater tomb. What's so surprising about that?"

Hu Ming decisively ignored the resentful expressions on everyone's faces.

Just kidding, haven't we already brought them in?
You can't just knowingly go and investigate when you know there's nothing good at the end of the tomb passage, only big trouble, can you?
What's so interesting about those "forbidden women"?
This isn't how you seek thrills.

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Wu Xie's resentful expression froze for a moment.

Indeed, what Hu Ming said makes sense.

However, no matter how he thought about it, he still felt a bit aggrieved.

At this moment, Hu Ming didn't bother with Wu Xie's psychological changes at all. After checking that Yin Nanfeng was fine, Hu Ming took out a small device from his backpack.

This is an instrument used to test air quality!

As times change and technology advances, some ancient tomb raiding methods have become obsolete. For example, they no longer need to use small animals or flames to test air quality.

"Okay, the air quality is alright, it seems to be because of the flowing water."

Looking at the reading, Hu Ming nodded in satisfaction.

Although three groups of people have already entered this tomb, theoretically there shouldn't be any problems.

However, it's best to be careful inside the tomb. If something unexpected happens, you'll have nowhere to turn for help.

Along one wall of the tomb chamber were rows of Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain pieces used as burial goods, numbering around one hundred. There were even several exceptionally valuable large blue and white porcelain jars with dragon and cloud motifs.

These are not the main points. The main point is the footprints next to the porcelain, all the way to the entrance of the passageway.

Besides the relatively recent footprints left by Wu Sansheng, there was also a string of small footprints.

Based on that size, a simple guess would be that the owner is definitely no more than three years old!
Finding the footprints of a three-year-old child inside the underwater tomb was enough to make everyone's faces turn grim without Hu Ming needing to explain further.

In particular, the three-year-old's footprint had a layer of yellowish waxy substance on it, which was adipocere.

Everyone else gets off to a good start, but this time, they've had a bad start, which is not a good omen.

Anyone who knows a little about zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) knows that the smaller they are, the fiercer they are.

The saying goes, "It's easier to deal with the King of Hell than with his underlings," and this applies to the tomb raiding business as well.

The three-year-old zongzi immediately darkened the faces of Wu Xie and Fatty.

Following the footprints, the gaze extends to the back of a large porcelain jar with a dragon and cloud design in the corner of the tomb.

Upon closer inspection, there was a rotten wooden box about the size of a violin behind the porcelain jar.

That thing is a double phoenix carved baby coffin, a type of coffin specially prepared for premature infants in ancient times.

The coffin lid was half open, and the contents inside had long since disappeared.

"Judging from the size of this coffin, this child must have had quite a few good things on him..."

"It's a pity we don't know where the body went, otherwise if we had pressed it down a few times, we might have been able to find a few beads."

The fat man looked at it carefully inside and out several times, and sighed regretfully.

Upon hearing this, the knowledgeable individuals all nodded regretfully.

In ancient times, children who died young or were buried alive with their parents were always accompanied by many items in their coffins, and most of these items were carried with them.

In particular, the bellies of the children buried with the deceased often contained preservative beads, which would be priceless items today.

Although the little rice dumpling is fierce, once you encounter it, you're sure to make a fortune.

In fact, if one doesn't mind the uncleanliness, this double phoenix carved baby coffin alone could fetch a good price if it finds a suitable buyer.

"Uncle Ming, you don't always encounter these ghostly things every time you go into a tomb, do you?"

"I've heard from the elders of your four sects and nine schools that encountering a zombie in a tomb depends on one's character."

"If you're lucky, you might not encounter a zombie even after going down ten times, but if you're unlucky, you might run into that ominous creature every time..."

Could it be that Hu Mingtian was born with that kind of luck?
However, glancing at Wu Xie, Hu Ming felt somewhat comforted.

There's a saying that's specifically used to describe Wu Xie's terrible luck.

If the Evil Emperor opens the coffin, the corpse will surely rise!
Wow, listen to that! That word "definitely" is used so well!
Clang!
Just then, the large blue-and-white porcelain jar with dragon and cloud design suddenly fell to the ground out of thin air.

(End of this chapter)