Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Shen Mingchao quickly called the fat man, but to his dismay, the same familiar mechanical female voice answered the phone.

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"I can't get through, no one answers."

This situation is very serious.

"Wait a minute, let me ask in the group if anyone is still in Yucun." Zhang Qianjun opened WeChat and briefly posted the situation in the group.

Soon someone replied, but most people said they weren't online. Only Yang Hao said that he had contacted Huo Daofu not long ago, and that Huo Daofu was currently in Yuchun.

After hearing this, Shen Mingchao immediately called Huo Daofu again, and then heard the mechanical female voice for the third time.

Honestly, she even wondered if her phone was out of credit, because she couldn't get through to any of her calls.

All three are now missing; something must have happened to Yucun!

"Sister." Qi Qiu's expression was grave, her fingers constantly digging into her palms, finally calculating the worst possible outcome: "You're right, Wu Xie is in imminent danger!"

"What did you say?"

Shen Mingchao couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Please, Wu Xie, this is the main character! The story isn't over yet, how could the main character possibly die?

But she had no choice but to believe Qi Qiu's words.

Could it be—

Could it be the butterfly effect? ​​Did I transmigrate into the book and affect the original timeline?

Yes, possibly.

Shen Mingyue had never mentioned the Blind Tomb to her.

The monsters in the Blind Tomb were after her, so her arrival shattered Wu Xie's protagonist aura.

Before she could figure it out, Wang Can frowned and questioned Qi Qiu, "Little fortune teller, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

He was a person the Wang family had been closely monitoring, and he even faked his death to escape, deceiving the Wang family. Behind the scenes, he set up such a complex and massive plan, and in the end, he successfully destroyed the Wang family.

It's almost surreal to tell him now that someone like that is on the verge of death.

"Please don't doubt my abilities!" Qi Qiu rolled his eyes. The situation was urgent, so he didn't bother arguing with Wang Can. He quickly performed another divination, then his face paled: "That monster was after Wu Xie! It went straight for the kill!"

He rarely tells fortunes for anyone other than his sister, because he believes that doing it too much can backfire.

Just these two times.

Once, he heard that the Zhang family was making a move, and he had a bad feeling, so he consulted a fortune teller on a whim.

Oh dear! He actually ran into her!

And then there's this time.

Both outcomes were fraught with danger, hanging by a thread between life and death.

Wang Can still felt something was wrong: "Wait, wait, you're saying Wu Xie is going to die? How could that be? Evil lives on for a thousand years."

"You—" In this tense moment, Zhang Haiyan suddenly discovered a blind spot.

He looked at Wang Can, puzzled, and asked, "Judging from your expression, do you know Wu Xie? Have you met him?"

Of course he had met him; he was an old acquaintance whom he wished he could kill. But in the present moment, as "Shen Can," there was no way he could have met Wu Xie.

If a reasonable explanation must be given for his reaction, it can only be: "I haven't seen you, but the Ming Dynasty told me about your deeds."

Before Zhang Haiyan could raise any further questions, Zhang Haike slammed his hand on the table: "Alright, none of that matters now."

Although he didn't particularly like Wu Xie, Wu Xie was, after all, a brother of the clan leader and had a good relationship with Shen Mingchao; they were somewhat acquainted.

If something unexpected happens, it's an outcome no one wants to see, and he won't stand by and watch someone die.

"Qianjun, quick, contact them! We need to get there by private jet as soon as possible!"

Zhang Qianjun responded.

"But is it possible to make it in time?" Zhang Haiyan hesitated. "It's over a thousand kilometers from here to Yucun. Even if you take a plane, it will take more than two hours."

By then, forget about saving anyone; Wu Xie's body will be completely cold by then!

Zhang Haixia interjected at the opportune moment: "Besides us, isn't there anyone else who's closer?"

That's a good question.

It's possible that members of the Wu family are staking out the vicinity of Yucun.

Zhang Haiyan picked up her phone: "I understand, I'll contact them."

But as soon as he turned around, Zhang Qilan said in a calm voice, "It's too late."

Everyone paused.

Everyone knew perfectly well that, according to Qi Qiu, Wu Xie's life hung in the balance in those few breaths. Even if they were very close and rushed over at top speed, it would still take time.

If Wu Xie's life is truly hanging by a thread at this moment, unless he saves himself or a miracle occurs, it's a dead end.

They can only do their best.

No one expected the accident to happen so quickly.

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop in the pavilion.

Just as an atmosphere of despair enveloped everyone, Shen Mingchao suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

How can one travel thousands of miles in the blink of an eye to save someone?

This is indeed an enormous problem.

There is no solution if we use ordinary means of transportation or ordinary methods.

But that's where the wonder of fate lies.

Shen Mingchao suddenly turned around, grabbed Zhang Haixia's sleeve, his eyes shining, and said impatiently, "Do you remember when we went to Russia? You could do it, right?"

In the blink of an eye, the two places were switched.

It's like opening a teleportation array.

Shen Mingchao's actions left the Zhang family members completely bewildered.

Russia? Why are you suddenly mentioning Russia?

Zhang Haiyan thought for a moment, then an idea came to her mind. She couldn't help but ask, "Could it be the time you went to St. Petersburg to rescue Qi Qiu? Why bring that up?"

"And," Zhang Haike continued, "that time you went to Russia? You? He was there too?"

The other two insiders, Wang Can and Qi Qiu, didn't dare to speak at all, silently thinking: The Zhang family is indeed very perceptive.

Zhang Haixia, whose eyes were being focused on by everyone, pursed his lips. He knew what Shen Mingchao meant, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

"Is...it not okay?" Shen Mingchao looked at Zhang Haixia's troubled expression and loosened his grip.

That's right. How could a teleportation array be opened so easily? Apart from that time in Russia, Zhang Haixia had never mentioned it again. She couldn't force her to do something she didn't want to do.

"It's nothing, it just suddenly occurred to me."

"No, it's just that I can't." Zhang Haixia sighed. Some things are bound to happen eventually. He looked at Shen Mingchao and said, word by word, "Mingchao, it's you. You can do it. It's always been you."

You've always had the special ability to teleport and teleport.

Shen Mingchao instantly understood Zhang Haixia's implication. Her eyes widened, but she wasn't as surprised as she had expected.

Since transmigrating into the book, too many things have happened that have surprised her and made her deeply aware of her special nature.

Now, with this addition, I don't feel so much turmoil; instead, I feel relieved.

If the monster came because of her special nature, Wu Xie unfortunately became her scapegoat.

That's okay.

Her uniqueness is also the key to breaking the deadlock.

This is the cycle of cause and effect.

Thinking of this, Shen Mingchao looked at Zhang Haixia with unwavering determination and fearlessness: "Tell me, what should I do?"

After saying this, she had even made tremendous mental preparations for it.

But the next second she realized that she still hadn't done enough.

Because Zhang Haixia gave her an extremely strange look, turned his gaze behind her, hesitated for a long time before finally, as if in desperation, closing his eyes and pointing at Zhang Qilin, and then uttering two words that shattered her worldview:

"Kiss him!"