Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

He tried to search his mind for fragments of memories about that group of people.

Gradually, it seemed that he was stitching these fragments together in his mind, and some relatively complete, yet still somewhat blurry, images began to appear.

The voice from my memory echoed.

"Young man, do you know where this place is?" the other person asked, pointing to a photo.

The young man's furrowed brows became even more contorted; this kind of pain was common for him.

Whenever he tries to recall something, he gets a splitting headache, as if some kind of medication is constantly preventing him from thinking about the past.

But the more this happened, the more curious he became about the past.

Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes wide, his pupils contracting.

I remembered!

The blurry shadow in the picture overlaps with something from last night!

That's why these fragmented memories were stirred up.

"Among that group of people, the one who asked me for directions claimed his surname was Wang."

The young man confirmed that he still remembered this part, "because I remember that the clothes the mandrill was wearing last night were very similar to their clothing."

"That's it? And then?" Li Xiangqin asked with some regret. "What about her name? What does she look like?"

As Li Xiangqin pressed him for answers, the young man felt an increasingly severe headache.

Then he shook his head repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I can't remember. It seems that whenever I try to think about these things, I get a terrible headache."

“Okay, I understand your symptoms.” Fearing that further questioning might expose her identity, Li Xiangqin quickly covered it up, saying, “You may have suffered psychological or physical trauma in your early years, or both.”

The young man's eyes were dim, but he clearly did not deny it.

Having been imprisoned in the Golmud Sanatorium for twenty years, it is possible that the torment during this period shaped my current memories and personality. If I didn't recall these memories at all, I could be more cheerful.

The further back one goes, the more one cannot escape the twenty years spent being imprisoned and researched in the sanatorium.

The days he was imprisoned and studied as a mental patient were memories he subconsciously wanted to shut out.

As a side effect, it also puts shackles on all previous memories.

"Here's what we'll do," Li Xiangqin said, taking a box of medicine out of her bag. "If it's a mild to moderate headache, you can use this medicine to relieve it."

"This?" The young man took the medicine and looked at the three big words "ibuprofen" written on the box.

I recognize this medicine; I took it at the Golmud Sanatorium before, but that's why I have some doubts.

"Don't worry," Li Xiangqin explained. "Ibuprofen is a nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drug (NSAID) with antipyretic and analgesic effects. Patients with mild to moderate headaches can take ibuprofen orally to relieve symptoms, but this is only symptomatic treatment."

"For patients with headaches, it is recommended to find the cause of the headache."

"These include migraines, tension headaches, cluster headaches, intracranial infections, cerebrovascular diseases, and fever accompanied by headaches from various causes."

"Your condition is likely due to a head injury, whether physical or psychological. Ibuprofen can provide some relief. It has no side effects."

After saying that, Li Xiangqin handed the young man a pot of water.

"Okay." The young man nodded, then picked up his water bottle. "I have my own water."

Then the young man took a pill, which seemed to relieve his symptoms, and he stopped trying to recall that past event.

Li Xiangqin didn't want to keep asking questions, so she turned around and saw Wu Yutian staring at her.

Perhaps she suspects that she's trying to get information from the guy.

Thinking of this, Li Xiangqin quickly rode her horse away from the young man.

Then they arrived at the car window driven by Wu Yutian.

"What did you feed the young man just now?" Wu Yutian asked with concern.

"Ibuprofen." Li Xiangqin took out another box. "It's a medicine that can relieve headaches. Many kinds of pain can be relieved with this. Would you like to keep a box on hand?"

"No need." Wu Yutian didn't want to take the medicine from these agents from the southern base, but he didn't want to expose them directly, so he waved his hand and asked, "With such a good constitution, how come you have a headache?"

"Oh, is that so?" Li Xiangqin saw that the young man had asked enough questions, but she herself had no clue, so she decided to pass the information on to Wu Yutian to see what insights he might have. "The young man was trying hard to recall just now, saying that he had seen those distant mountains before."

"Oh, he's been here before?"

“No, that’s not it. He said he saw photos that someone else showed him. The scene in those photos is what we can see now, including the mountains in the distance ahead,” Li Xiangqin answered truthfully.

"Oh, I see. Did he mention who showed him the photos?"

“He got a headache when he was thinking about this,” Li Xiangqin explained. “However, he was still certain that he had seen the person. Although he couldn’t describe what the person looked like, he was certain that the person claimed to be surnamed Wang and was wearing the same clothes as the mandrill you hunted last night.”

"Surname Wang?" Wu Yutian used his knowledge from before his transmigration to carefully search his memory.

Let's explore the key figures with the surname Wang in the world of tomb raiding.

The surname Wang is a very sensitive one in the world of tomb raiding.

Because the Wang family has artists, their influence in the world is enormous.

That was Wang Zanghai.

Of course, we cannot conclude that someone is a descendant of Wang Zanghai simply because their surname is Wang.

However, the person you are looking for in this place is very likely to be connected to a tomb raiding family.

If the mandrill was indeed taken from the Wang family's group, then it's safe to assume they died nearby.

What is their purpose in coming here?

What exactly was discovered, and what was gained? These are all questions that Wu Yutian wants to understand and explore.

After learning of the previous deaths, Wu Yutian used his Treasure-Seeking Divine Eye to look at the mountains ahead again, and the ominous aura seemed to have become even stronger.

"Could it be that the Wang family's team has already gotten there first?" he murmured to himself.

The world of tomb raiding has evolved to its current state, and even with one clan, four schools, and nine sects, it is impossible to encompass all those involved.

In addition, there are a few special cases.

These people are far more covert than the forces that are openly known to the public.

Most people are unaware of their whereabouts.

Some sects migrated overseas during the early changes in their sects.

However, even though his identity changed to that of a foreigner, he was still of the bloodline of the Great Xia Dynasty.

They still can't forget about getting involved in Xia Kingdom's business.

Wu Yutian pondered for a moment, then continued leading everyone forward.

Everyone continued their journey without stopping, and those on horseback ate compressed biscuits on their backs.

but.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs to death.

We had seen the mountains with their blurry outlines quite early on, and we hurried along, finally reaching them in the afternoon.

The temperature in the surrounding area is even colder.

The surrounding soil was covered with frost, and the road had become slippery.

Everyone had to slow down, and those on horseback dismounted and began to lead their horses.

The car engine is becoming increasingly weak, and it feels like it might stall at any moment.

The road surface was sometimes slippery and sometimes bumpy, so we dared not accelerate rashly.

But at least sitting in the car wasn't too cold, and the girls who accompanied them, such as Yang Qian'er and Fang Ting, weren't suffering too much.

At the foot of this towering iceberg, everyone continued forward for about half an hour.

At this moment, the monotonous environment in everyone's view finally began to change.

but.

This change didn't make anyone's expression any better.

Because the ground was littered with corpses!

Animal carcasses.

Even the skeletons of some humans who were left with only their underwear!

There were fracture marks all over his neck and sternum!

Chapter 90: Hidden Bone Gully, Encountering an Interception by Snow Wolves

Human remains are not so terrible.

Only Ah Xiang, a girl, and Han Shuna, who had always been pampered, were really alarmed.

Having witnessed fighting and killing before, Fang Ting wasn't even too afraid.

What she fears most is getting old, and then not having any money.

And now, Jiang Tian-sheng, who was once his elder brother, has lost power.

Yang Qian'er was a little scared, but she felt much more at ease when she was with Wu Yutian.

Li Xiangqin and A Xing, who were actually agents from the southern base, pretended to be ordinary employees and showed fear and apprehension.