Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

"By the way, where's the blind man?"

Xie Yuchen found it strange; he had tried to contact Hei Xiazi via Bluetooth, but all he got was static.

After he finished asking the question, he was waiting for Qi Qiu's reply when he heard Qi Qiu suddenly call out to him in an unusual way.

"Master Hua".

Having lived through the treacherous intrigues of the Xie family for many years, Xie Yuchen had developed a skill: he could judge a person's emotions from their tone of voice. Hearing Qi Qiu address him as "Master Hua," he sensed a hint of...

gloat?

The boy, who had been serious the whole way, suddenly smiled mischievously and said out of the blue, "Master Hua, I hope you'll be lenient with me later."

What does this mean?

Just as Xie Yuchen's question arose, an unexpected event occurred!

With a loud "bang," a dark figure suddenly smashed open the wooden door used for blocking, delivering a fatal blow to Belyak, who immediately passed out.

"Oh, youth is wonderful, you can fall asleep as soon as you lie down!" Shen Mingchao clapped her hands. This was the first time she had seen Hei Xiazi make a move, and it was truly fast, accurate, and ruthless.

"Blackie, you're so cool!"

Hei Xiazi was very pleased with this, his smile almost reaching the sun, it was worth the long wait next door.

Xie Yuchen looked at the shattered door on the ground. He remembered that there were some patina-covered reliefs on it.

He sighed inwardly. Black Bear was always like that: powerful and good at solving problems, but also reckless and prone to making a mess of things.

If, unfortunately, there are any valuable items among them, he will have to pay compensation privately. He is not short of money, but he doesn't want to be taken advantage of.

Xie Yuchen saw the scene clearly just now. Why did they have to do this instead of going through the door properly? He could tell what the other party was thinking at a glance.

He just wanted to show off.

Thinking of this, Xie Yuchen walked over and said coldly to Hei Xiazi, "The compensation for the damaged door will be deducted from your payment."

Upon hearing this, Hei Xiazi's upturned smile instantly froze, and he immediately put on a pitiful look, clutching his fragile wallet and wailing, "Master Hua, you're really going to kill me!"

Shen Mingchao: I suddenly want to take back what I just said.

"Tell me, where have you been all this time?"

Xie Yuchen immediately changed the subject.

Black Bear's expression turned serious, and he pointed to a dark shadow that was not clearly visible outside the door.

"That kid Zheng Jingyin is possessed. I was just about to go out to find you when he got on my heels. I just finished taking care of things next door, and then I dragged him here to find you."

He turned to Qi Qiu and said, "Tell me, how's your progress? I've searched all over the place, but I haven't found any spice boxes."

Qi Qiu: "In the coffin, Blackie, help her."

No sooner had these words been spoken than Shen Mingchao and the other two saw the originally thin boy suddenly lift the coffin lid in a strange posture, followed by a strong gust of wind and a loud thud as the coffin lid hit the ground.

Shen Mingchao was startled.

Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi both frowned, realizing the seriousness of the situation.

Especially Hei Xiazi, who once tentatively touched Qi Qiu's forearm. The long-term torment had indeed left indelible scars on the child. Qi Qiu's muscle mass was much less than that of a normal adult male, and he was even thinner than some women who exercised. There was no trace of him having practiced martial arts.

Let alone lifting the heavy coffin lid, even swinging a hoe a few times in the field would make Qi Qiu's hands tremble.

There is only one explanation for this situation.

Qi Qiu is also possessed by an evil spirit.

The boy's eyes turned completely white, and he began to emit a series of incomprehensible cries. His elbows and knees went limp, and he collapsed to the ground, supporting himself only on his upper arms and forelegs.

Extremely bizarre.

Black Bear stubbed out his cigarette and charged straight at them.

Xie Yuchen really disliked fighting and killing. He hadn't personally taken action in a long time, and besides, they needed to leave someone to guard Shen Mingchao.

Seeing that the two had already exchanged blows several times, Xie Yuchen, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't help but say, "Blind man, watch your strength, don't really cripple him."

While adjusting Qi Qiu's bones, Hei Xiazi replied, "Don't worry, I'm a professional. Giving him a massage might just help him open up his meridians."

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingchao looked at Qi Qiu's arm, which was bent backward at an extremely strange angle, and whispered to Xie Yuchen, "Does Blackie usually call this a massage?!"

Upon hearing this question, Xie Yuchen actually thought about it for a moment and finally came to a conclusion: "Although it doesn't look quite right, he has already gone easy on us."

Shen Mingchao bowed his head and silently mourned for Qi Qiu for three minutes, and also came to the conclusion: "There is no difference between Blackie and a chimpanzee."

Xie Yuchen nodded: "I agree with that view."

The two men stood in the corner, chirping their crickets. Black Bear heard them clearly. He clicked his tongue and complained, "I'm working myself to the bone here, and you two are just making sarcastic remarks. Do you believe I'll quit?"

If our strongest fighter says he/she is quitting, that won't do.

"No, that's not it." Shen Mingchao quickly shook his head, immediately making up a lie: "Boss Hei, that's a compliment!"

Black Bear's lips twitched. At first, he was considerate of Qi Qiu and didn't go all out, just going back and forth to wear down Qi Qiu's strength. Now he was losing patience.

He seized the opportunity and delivered a similar elbow strike to Qi Qiu's neck, causing the latter to collapse limply.

Hei Xiazi, carrying his "trophies," walked up to the two of them and flicked Shen Mingchao on the head with a flick of his finger.

"You heartless bastard, you call this a compliment? Let me tell you, I'm way more handsome than that broken monkey, aren't I?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes." Shen Mingchao nodded repeatedly, but in his heart he was thinking: Trying to outdo a monkey in looks? That doesn't sound very appealing.

Hearing the answer he wanted, Hei Xiazi finally stopped paying attention to Shen Mingchao, tossed the unconscious Qi Qiu to Xie Yuchen, and pointed to Zheng Jingyin, who had been unconscious for half a day, at the door, saying:

"Qi Qiu's last words meant that I had to stay here to clean up the mess, so for the safety of these two, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you, Master Hua, to make a trip."

[If you do not leave the annex immediately after seeing the lost item, you will be possessed and transformed into a monster, ultimately becoming nourishment and sacrifice for the evil god.]

Only at this moment did Xie Yuchen understand why Qi Qiu had suddenly given him a strange smile earlier, and why she had told him to be patient with her later.

So that's what they were waiting for him.

This task wasn't too difficult, since Hei Xiazi had dealt with both possessed people. However, the way Hei Xiazi carried one on his back and dragged the other by his hand was not only somewhat comical, but also gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

He remembered that in that scorching desert, the young man had done the same thing, except that Wu Xie was carried on his back, while he was the one being dragged.

Time has truly changed everything; things are no longer the same.