Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 560 The Horror That Was Born!
"Damn it, this godforsaken place truly lives up to its reputation as the Zhang family's stronghold. What kind of demons and monsters are here?"

Swallowing hard, a ruthless glint appeared in the fat man's eyes. He gripped his entrenching tool tightly, grinned maliciously, and followed the barely visible footprints on the ground to find his way up to the third road.

During this time, Fatty suffered a lot in this godforsaken place.

At this moment, finally finding something movable to vent one's anger on, how could one not be overjoyed?
As Hu Ming had said, besides them, there was only one other being deep within the ancient building in this godforsaken place.

Clearly, this sudden sound was definitely not from a living creature!
"That chubby kid has quite a temper..."

Hu Ming chuckled, muttered something, and beckoned Wu Xie and Xiao Hua to go up together.

Ultimately, going to the next level is an inevitable path, one that cannot be bypassed no matter what, and one will have to face that filthy thing sooner or later.

Before leaving, the fat man, who was itching to get rid of the unknown, borrowed a pistol from Wu Xie, pointed the light at the small box above his head, and fired.

boom!
The fat man was also a good shot; he managed to shoot one of the thousands of boxes above his head, severing the rope that was hanging it.

Hu Ming reacted quickly, stepped forward, caught the falling box, and with a slight squeeze of his fingers, crushed the seemingly valuable wooden box.

Inside the box was a withered hand.

It's the right hand.

Like the young man, his index and middle fingers are unusually long, clearly indicating that his owner had a highly skilled double-finger hole-probing technique in his lifetime.

"Here, is this what you wanted to see? Do you like it?"

Hu Ming casually tossed his withered hand to Wu Xie, teasingly.

This floor has always been the "tezuka" (foot mound) of the Zhang family!
The Zhang family has a long-standing family rule that any pure-blooded clansman who dies outside the clan must have their body buried in the ancient building.

At the same time, the right hand of each body was buried separately.

To be honest, Hu Ming couldn't understand what was going on with the Zhang family's strange rule either.

The Zhang family members possess Qilin blood, and if they are separated from their clan, they are prone to misfortune and unexpected changes. Bringing the clan members with Qilin blood back to the ancient building for burial is to prevent such accidents.

But what about cutting off the right hand separately and placing it there?
This is a bit difficult to understand.

"...The Zhang family's thinness is quite distinctive... Naive, you like this kind of appearance, don't you?"

The fat man examined Wu Xie's hand, clicking his tongue repeatedly, and couldn't help but tease him.

"Get lost! You're the one who likes this kind of thing! Yours is forked too, like this hand, five-pronged, right? Two long and three broken?"

Spending too much time with Fatty has made Wu Xie quite sharp-tongued.

"You two, forget it now, do as you please."

"But even for places like Tezuka, aren't there just too many of these places?"

"I remember you said, Uncle Ming, that the Zhang family has only been here for a few hundred years at most, and then, during the Republic of China era, the Zhang family had already declined." "In the end, all the remaining clansmen left this place and sealed the ancient building. If you think about it carefully, it hasn't been that long. But, there are too many right palms here, aren't there?" Xiao Hua looked at the two of them chatting about dirty jokes as if no one else was around, sighed, and then muttered to herself in confusion.

"You don't actually think that the Zhang family's relocation of their clan's territory simply involved moving the living people here, do you?"

Having found the staircase leading to the next floor, Hu Ming turned around and gave a strange smile.

"Not just living people? Could it be that they even moved their tribespeople who died in ancient times here?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaohua felt a chill run down her spine.

According to Hu Ming, the Zhang family has a history of over a thousand years!
How many members of our clan have died over these thousand years? Who can possibly count them all?
So, in this Drum Tower
"Damn it, is this tiny old building filled with corpses?"

"Have the Zhang family gone mad? Eating, drinking, and relieving themselves on top of countless corpses year after year—this is even more terrifying than settling down next to a mass grave!"

"A normal person growing up in this kind of hellish place would turn into a ghost!"

Fatty and Wu Xie immediately gasped and their movements as they followed Hu Ming up the stairs froze in place.

Suddenly, everyone felt a chilling wind blowing from behind, as if some unknown entity was blowing cold air in a sinister way.

What's even more intriguing is that, as if to suit the occasion, the increasingly loud footsteps from the upper floor suddenly disappeared as the group climbed the stairs.

"Logically speaking, the Zhang family has exhausted the resources of the entire clan, relocated their ancestral lands over thousands of years, searched for auspicious burial sites, and absorbed the feng shui of the dragon veins to nurture a terrifying existence. In such a special environment, there is absolutely no possibility that any other evil things could be nurtured in the ancient building."

"But those footsteps are interesting. Did they accidentally disrupt some kind of feng shui arrangement?"

Hu Ming ignored the three people behind him and continued to climb the stairs at a leisurely pace, muttering to himself.

Unwittingly, Hu Ming had already revealed a shocking, millennia-old plan of the Zhang family.

"...with thousands of years of time and energy, it has continuously absorbed the feng shui of the dragon veins to nurture something terrifying."

Wu Xie's lips twitched violently, his face beneath the gas mask was extremely pale, and he subconsciously repeated in a low voice what Hu Ming had said.

"Damn it, I have a feeling this operation is going to end badly. When that bastard Zhang Qiling gets back, Fatty will definitely make him pay!"

The fat man grinned, gripping the entrenching tool in his hand even tighter.

Having come this far, it would be too shameful to give up and turn back.

"..."

Xiao Hua silently watched Wu Xie, whose eyes were filled with fear but who continued to move forward with unwavering determination. She sighed helplessly and ultimately did not say anything about giving up.

Going up to the next level, you immediately see a lot of wooden railings—it seems that this level has finally become normal.

However, they all knew that there must be undetected dangers on this floor. They were on high alert, their muscles tense, and slowly pushed open the door to the nearest room.