Tomb raiders: You stole my little Qilin?

Just as Wu Wei was about to move.

"Third brother!" Zhao the eldest called out.

Zhao Laosan turned to look at Zhao Laoda, "Big Brother?"

Zhao Laoda reached out and grabbed the dagger, then swung it at Wu Wei's neck.

"Go in."

Zhao Laosan glanced at the fallen Wu Wei, but didn't say anything, and followed Zhao Laoda inside.

Hearing the footsteps fading away, Wu Wei behind him rubbed his neck and stood up.

"That really hurts!"

I waited at the entrance for more than ten minutes before carefully following the arrows.

The passageways inside are narrow but intricate, like tangled yarn, winding and turning.

Following the direction of the arrow, I walked forward, holding the flashlight tightly in my hand.

"99, tell me a joke." In the quiet environment, Wu Wei eagerly awaited to hear something.

"Yes, host."

"Xiao Ming felt someone was behind him while walking alone at night."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wei knew what kind of story 999 was referring to and immediately stopped him.

"stop."

Not only did it not stop, but background music also started playing in my ears. The ethereal and intermittent melody, coupled with irregular vibrato, made me feel uneasy.

999's voice continued: "Looking back, the shadow wasn't following Xiaoming."

Thank you, but please stop.

"It floated up and whispered to Xiaoming."

"Stop!!" Wu Wei was getting a little frantic.

"Tonight, I'll lead the way; you bring up the rear."

"..."

What medicine should I take if my system is malfunctioning? I need help urgently.

After a moment of silence, 999 stopped the background music and asked, "Please provide your evaluation, host."

Wu Wei was almost laughing in exasperation. "Five-star review!"

He then changed the subject, saying, "It will be given in five installments."

"..."

After walking for a few more minutes, a mournful scream seemed to come from inside the passageway.

"ah--"

Wu Wei's eyes sharpened, and he quickened his pace and started running.

After turning the last bend, Wu Wei was shocked by what he saw.

Ahead lay a deep pit, about ten meters in diameter, from which a damp, cold, and decaying stench wafted, mixed with millennia-old soil and the stench of ancient corpses.

Where the flashlight shone, countless white bones were piled up, crisscrossing and overlapping each other.

The skull was scattered and disorganized, with empty eye sockets staring blankly upwards, as if silently gazing at the newcomer.

The dozens of clay figures in armor that had been standing around them attacked the four Zhao brothers.

The number of skeletons in the burial pit was astonishing, and the surrounding clay figures in armor were tainted with intense resentment, causing them to undergo strange changes.

"Big brother, third brother, help!"

Another disheveled shout rang out.

Zhao Laosi, whose leg had been cut off, crawled on the ground.

"Fourth Brother!" Zhao the Elder, protecting the Second Brother whose arm had been chopped off, was too late to help.

Zhao Laosan, who was running away, was slashed in the throat by a large knife that appeared from the side. He murmured something as he fell to the ground, but ultimately did not utter any last words.

Wu Wei snapped out of his daze, ran a few steps, grabbed the outermost layer of the mud-figure armor, and threw it forcefully to the side.

The next moment, the fallen mud figure stood up again and charged at Wu Wei to launch an attack.

"99, what's going on? Contact isn't working!"

After checking the mud figure's status, 999 added: "It has absorbed too much resentment, host. It will take three seconds of contact to absorb it completely."

"My god, it could chop me into mincemeat in three seconds," Wu Wei complained as he dodged.

This mud-armored creature is far more powerful than the skeleton from the daytime; it moves incredibly fast and attacks with ferocity.

"Your blood, host, your blood can suppress evil." 999 was quite reliable this time; it just liked teasing Wu Wei and didn't want to change hosts yet.

Wu Wei's brain, which had been stunned into a daze, finally came to its senses.

The cut on his wrist has already healed halfway; no wonder he has the constitution of someone from the Zhang family.

Squeezing out fresh blood and staining it on his fingers, he moved nimbly and touched the clay figure's brow with one finger.

The clay figure immediately stopped its work of chopping with a knife.

After holding the dot on his forehead for three seconds, Wu Wei kicked the mud figure away.

After the clay figure fell to the ground, it shattered into pieces and could never stand up again.

"it works!"

They rushed to the lone clay figures and absorbed them one by one.

Seeing how powerful Wu Wei was, Zhao Laoda protected Zhao Laoer and hid next to Wu Wei.

"My benefactor, please save my fourth brother! I beg you, please save my fourth brother!"

Wu Wei remembered that he had stopped Zhao Laosan from killing him, so he didn't say anything unpleasant.

"Do your best."

He charged into the remaining twenty-odd mud-armored figures and kicked them with all his might.

The goal is to kick the mud figures as far as possible so that they can be defeated one by one.

After dealing with a few more clay figures, the Zhao brothers also discovered his technique.

They realized that his blood was extraordinary.

Zhao Laosan crawled behind a rock and shouted, "Brother, his blood can kill monsters, use his blood!"

Wu Wei's eyes gradually turned cold. He knew about the farmer and the snake, but he didn't expect the snake to try to bite the farmer to death before it had even warmed up.

Zhao Laoda hesitated before raising his dagger, his conscience weighing heavily on his brother's safety.

"Young man, give me some of your blood."

He spoke in a tone that sounded like he was negotiating, but the dagger was aimed at Wu Wei's back.

Wu Wei let out a cold laugh and dodged to the side.

He snatched the dagger and threw Zhao Laoda to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

He's still young; he's agile but not strong enough to kick a grown man.

Wu Wei took a few steps to run up and used the impact to kick Zhao Laoda in front of several mud-covered armor figures.

The clay figure, clad in armor, wielded a crescent-shaped blade with ferocious power.

Before Zhao Laoda could speak, he was slashed several times, his eyes wide open, and he died in disbelief.

"Big brother!" Zhao Lao Er and Zhao Lao San cried out in anguish.

"How dare you?" Zhao Lao Er, who only had one arm left, picked up the long knife on the ground and pointed it at Wu Wei.

Wu Wei's lips curled into a disdainful smile. "Why wouldn't I dare? Why wouldn't I dare fight back when you want to kill me?"

Before Zhao Lao Er could launch an attack, someone grabbed a mud-armored figure and kicked it at him.

Even though there was only one clay figure, Zhao Lao Er had already lost an arm.

Before long, he was powerless to resist and died.

Zhao Laosan, trembling with fear behind the rock, cried out, "Monster! You're not a child, you're a monster!"

Zhao Laosan didn't believe that a child could be so ruthless.

"Don't you know whether I'm a child or not? Didn't you kidnap me here? Are you scared now? You cowardly bully who picks on the weak."

"You're not a monster, you're a monster, you've killed people." Old Zhao San couldn't believe that a child could be so ruthless.

"What right do you have to bark like a dog? It's all because of you. You're the one who killed them both."

Wu Weicai won't give others the opportunity to morally blackmail him; he'll blackmail them in advance.

These guys were never good people to begin with. He was willing to save them because of a sliver of kindness from Boss Zhao, but they repaid kindness with enmity. So they might as well all die.

Anyway, it wasn't him who did it; they were just back to their predetermined fate of being killed by the mud-armored figures.

Zhao Laosan was still muttering about some monster and something inhuman when Wu Wei curled his lips into a bright smile and slowly said:

"Don't worry, they'll play with you nicely."

Saying that he would stop fighting, he stepped back, and several clay figures followed Wu Wei in attacking, while the clay figures behind him pounced on Zhao Laosan.