Tomb raiders: You stole my little Qilin?

"run!"

The four people simultaneously dispersed in different directions.

The stone warrior statues moved slowly, but there were too many of them.

Four statues in the front chamber, eight in the corner of the main hall, and the things originally thought to be reliefs in the wall grooves have all peeled off, totaling no less than twenty statues.

They moved with heavy, stiff steps, each step sending dust swirling in the air. They slowly raised their halberds and stone swords, forcing the four people back towards the center of the hall.

Fatty Wang picked up an earthenware pot from the ground and smashed it at the nearest stone statue.

The earthenware jar shattered into pieces on the statue's chest, but the statue didn't even flinch. Instead, it turned its head in response to the sound, its dark red eyes fixed on him, and strode towards him.

Fatty Wang took off running, cursing as he went:

"We can't beat them! We can't beat them! These things are impervious to swords and spears!"

Wu Wei dodged a long halberd that swept across a stone statue, and then used his short sword to slash hard at the joint of its arm.

The sword struck the stone, sending sparks flying and leaving only a faint white mark on the surface.

Wu Wei took two steps back using the reaction force and quickly scanned the entire hall.

The stone statues were tightening their encirclement, forcing them towards the coffin. Although their movements were stiff, their formation was extremely orderly.

These stone statues are not afraid of ordinary attacks.

His blood might be useful, but with more than twenty stone statues, he had to smear his blood on every single one of them.

Without 999, the healing card is useless; by the time it's finished, he'll be completely dead.

Wu Wei looked at the furnishings in the main hall and pondered, thinking there must be another way.

Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen were each forced to their respective sides of the main hall by several stone statues.

Wu Xie gripped the shovel in his hand, dodging and occasionally retaliating, but the shovel hitting the statue was no different from hitting the wall.

Xie Yuchen was agile and moved among the stone statues. He was not in danger for the time being, but he was forced to retreat step by step and get closer and closer to the coffin.

Just then, Wu Wei glanced at the inscriptions on the wall out of the corner of his eye.

"I offered my flesh and blood to the divine bird, and the divine bird granted me eternal life. All who enter this chamber are my sacrifices."

He suddenly raised his head, his gaze falling on the white jade coffin in the very center of the hall.

Could it be that these stone statues are driving them towards the coffin, not surrounding and killing them, but rather driving them away?

It's like rushing to offer sacrifices.

"Don't retreat towards the coffin! They're driving us over there!" Wu Wei shouted.

Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen realized what was happening at the same time and began to rush desperately towards the outside.

Xie Yuchen slid sideways through the gap between the two stone statues, while Wu Xie swung his shovel and knocked the helmet off one of the statues, then slipped under its armpit.

As Wang Pangzi ran, he turned around and kicked a stone statue in the knee. The statue swayed but didn't fall, but Wang Pangzi was thrown back several steps by the recoil, landing right next to Wu Wei.

"Smash it on the wall! Break the inscription on the wall!"

After Wu Wei finished speaking, he picked up a hard object, which he couldn't tell was a stone or a gemstone, and smashed it hard against the wall.

Wu Wei felt a sharp pain in his old right arm from the impact, so he switched to his left hand and continued to smash.

Since the inscription is a sacrificial text, destroying it would mean the sacrifice would have no object.

"Wu Wei! Behind us!" Xie Yuchen's warning came from behind.

As Wu Wei heard the sound of the wind behind him, he turned his head slightly. A stone sword struck the wall just past his ear, sending shards of stone flying.

Several symbols on the memorial text were broken.

"Here you go!" Wu Xie threw his shovel over.

Wu Wei caught it and swung the shovel to smash the inscription on the wall.

The force of the blow was immense; the shovel blade embedded itself deeply into the crack in the rock, and several stones engraved with inscriptions shattered and fell to the ground.

The stone statues all paused for a moment.

Wu Xie's eyes lit up, and he rushed towards the wall as well.

Instead of smashing the wall, Xie Yuchen used the stone statue to attack him, buying time for the other three.

Wu Wei smashed another piece of the inscription.

Gravel fell down with a clatter, and the once orderly line of stone statues began to fall into chaos.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fatty Wang climbed onto the back of a stone statue, grabbed its head with both hands, and twisted it hard, causing stone chips to fall. The statue swayed and spun around twice before collapsing to the ground.

"I'm really good at fighting!" Fatty Wang said, straddling the fallen stone statue and raising his hands to show off to the crowd.

The remaining stone statues had clearly lost their target.

Some stood motionless, some circled in place, and some had their weapons lowered.

Taking advantage of the moment, the four men smashed all the inscriptions on the last few walls. As the last stone inscribed with the sacrificial text fell to the ground, the last standing statue also collapsed with a crash.

Silence returned to the main hall.

Wu Wei leaned against the wall, his old injury on his right arm throbbing, and blood seeping from the joints of his hand.

If 999 were here, it would probably say that he was taking advantage of his quick recovery to act recklessly.

Then, while complaining, I calculated how long it would take for him to heal on his own.

I wonder how long this unreliable system will go into hibernation.

Wu Xie ran over and grabbed his hand: "Are you hurt again?"

"Just a scratch." Wu Wei shrugged, indicating that he was alright.

"Let's go, let's see what our reward is for passing this level."

After checking that no one was injured, Xie Yuchen walked towards the white jade coffin.

The three followed and together pushed the coffin door open.

The delicate white jade coffin lid fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of jade shattering, and broke into several pieces.

The fat man clutched his chest in distress, his heart bleeding.

There's no way around it; this thing is too conspicuous to carry out.

Inside was a skeleton; the clothes on the body had long since weathered away, with only the embroidered gold thread remaining intact.

"It seems his divine bird did not grant him immortality," Wu Wei said, looking at the decaying bones in the coffin.

Wu Xie used a stick to search inside the coffin, and after confirming there was no danger, he and Fatty got to work.

There were quite a few burial goods. People in this small country seem to have a particular fondness for gold and rubies, which were not only found in the main hall but also in the coffins.

"We're rich! We're rich!" the fat man said as he quickly packed his things into his backpack.

Wu Xie discovered a special little box, from which the scent of sandalwood was emanating.

"Brother, look what this is?"

Wu Wei took the box from Wu Xie and examined it a few times.

After confirming that it wasn't some kind of puzzle box, I slowly opened it.

The contents came into view.

It was a seal carved from red jade, and the carving on it was probably the sacred bird of this country's faith, somewhat resembling the Vermilion Bird.

Instead of text, there is a circle with gear-like markings carved below.

"It should be their national seal, or the king's personal seal or something like that."

Several people gathered around together.

However, no matter how many times I looked at it, it was just a piece of high-quality red jade, and I couldn't see any other signs.

The fat man quickly put it down and continued packing his gold and jewels.

Xie Yuchen didn't have any particular desires. He wasn't short of money, so he picked and chose a few jade carvings and luminous pearls that he liked.

Wu Wei closed the box and handed it back to Wu Xie, saying, "Here, play with it."

Just as the four finished packing, Wu Wei seemed to hear some footsteps.

"Shh!" Wu Wei put his finger to his lips and made a sound.

The four of them quieted down, and Wu Wei said to the other three, "Hide."

Fatty pulled Wu Xie behind the white jade coffin, but Xie Yuchen didn't go over.

He and Wu Wei stood side by side.

Wu Wei looked at Xie Yuchen, this handsome and gentle young man, who was no longer the little beauty who needed protection when he was a child.

He handed his short sword to Xie Yuchen, who smiled and took it.