Wu Yu Saves the World

Chapter 182: Grave Robbers' Chronicles Qi Yu 64

Wu Xie stepped into the dim ancient tomb, carefully avoiding the debris and traps on the ground, and scanned the surroundings, trying to find any valuable clues.

Suddenly, he noticed the body of a man in black not far away. It was obvious that he had come in before him but unfortunately triggered the mechanism.

When Wu Xie got closer, he saw that the man in black had a pale face and wide-open eyes, and it was obvious that he had been hit by some fatal device.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, lamenting that danger was everywhere in this ancient tomb.

Just then, he heard a faint breathing sound.

Following the sound, he saw a man lying next to a coffin. It was Fatty Wang who had lost consciousness. Wu Xie hurried over, but he couldn't wake him up no matter how hard he tried.

He was anxious and quickly took out the wine bottle and sprayed it towards Fatty Wang's face.

The stimulation of alcohol made Fatty Wang shudder suddenly. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Wu Xie standing in front of him. He couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise.

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief and asked hurriedly.

"Fatty, why are you here?"

Fatty Wang rubbed his eyes and recalled.

"I was at the well getting some water when I suddenly felt dizzy and lost consciousness. But before I fell to the ground and lost consciousness, I seemed to hear Pan Zi's voice, but it was very blurry at that time, so I'm not sure if it was an auditory hallucination."

Wu Xie frowned after hearing this. He thought that Fatty Wang might have been hallucinating.

After all, there are only two of them here, and Pan Zi cannot be here.

He told Fatty Wang that he was attacked by a zombie and some of his equipment was stolen.

After hearing this, Fatty Wang showed a solemn look, and he thought of the puppeteers in the industry.

Those puppeteers use unconventional means to manipulate corpses and can steal personal belongings without anyone noticing.

He guessed that this puppeteer had something to do with overseas cultural relics dealers, which reminded him of Jude Kao who had been pestering him.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang looked around cautiously. Everything around them seemed unusually quiet, as if time had stopped at that moment.

They couldn't help but look at each other, with an uneasy premonition in their hearts.

Everything here was too clean. There seemed to be no trace of life, not even a speck of dust.

Fatty Wang couldn't help but take out some items from the bag he found on the dead man.

The light from the flashlight was particularly dazzling in the darkness. They used this faint light to carefully check the dry food and water bottles in their hands.

After not encountering any problems, the two continued on their way and soon arrived at the gate of a towering tomb.

The tomb door was tightly closed, with some complex patterns and runes carved on it, revealing a mysterious atmosphere.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang looked at each other and both knew that entering the tomb would be no easy task.

Just as the two were discussing how to open the tomb door, a burst of intensive gunfire suddenly came from the distance.

The two were startled and immediately looked for a place to hide.

They quickly hid in a dense bush, held their breath, and carefully observed the movements around them.

A group of men in black with guns rushed in from outside the tomb. They were obviously attacked.

Gunshots rang out one after another, the men in black fell one by one, and the ground was stained red with blood.

These men in black were Tai Er's men. They had set up numerous ambushes here, but unexpectedly they fell into someone else's trap in the end.

In the distance, Wu Sansheng and Pan Zi were holding binoculars, calmly observing the fierce fight.

Pan Zi looked at the fallen men in black and couldn't help but sigh: "Tai Er must have failed this time."

Wu Sansheng nodded, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.

"If Tai Er dies, Jude Kao will lose an arm. The more crazy they bite, the better. This way we can take advantage of the situation."

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang waited quietly until the gunshots gradually subsided and all the men in black fell down.

They then carefully walked out of their hiding place and headed towards the tomb door.

As the night deepened, the heavy tomb door seemed to be quietly opened by a mysterious force.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang looked at each other, and both of them revealed a hint of vigilance and curiosity in their eyes.

They stepped gently into this unknown territory, taking every step carefully. The air in the tomb carried a smell of dampness and decay.

Wu Xie's gaze fell on the cold corpses on the ground.

Their faces are no longer clear, but the equipment left on their bodies shows their former identities.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang began to search these equipment carefully, hoping to find some useful clues.

Suddenly, Wu Xie's eyes lit up. He found a satellite phone, which seemed extremely out of place in this remote ancient tomb.

Then he found a gun. Although the gun was a little rusty, one could still feel its former power.

Wu Xie's heart moved, and he felt that this should be an important main tomb chamber, which might hide more secrets.

The two continued to walk deeper into the tomb, only to see empty coffins lying there quietly.

Wu Xie frowned. These coffins were empty. Where did the people who had just attacked them go? Was they still alive?

Just as they were lost in thought, a strange noise suddenly came from behind them.

Fatty Wang turned around suddenly and saw a masked man pointing a gun at them.

The masked man's eyes were cold and cruel, as if he wanted to kill them.

A fierce fight broke out in the narrow tomb.

Wu Xie and Fatty Wang struggled to resist the masked man's attacks, but the opponent was so agile that they were overwhelmed.

After a fierce battle, both men ran out of bullets, but the masked man was unharmed.

Just when they were about to fall into despair, Tai Er, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly took action.

He quickly pulled out a throwing knife from his waist and accurately shot it at the masked man's vital points.

The masked man screamed and fell to the ground.

Tai Er was breathing heavily, looking at the masked man lying on the ground. He felt mixed emotions and left the place in a flash.

The danger was over, Wu Xie looked around carefully, and his eyes inadvertently caught the subtle connection between the eternal lamp and the mirror.

His heart moved, as if he had sensed some mystery.

He slowly approached the eternal lamp, his eyes moving back and forth between the lamp and the mirror, as if looking for some pattern.

After some observation, Wu Xie's eyes suddenly lit up and he found the opening to the dark room.

He carefully pushed open the door of the dark room, and a cold wind blew in his face, mixed with an indescribable smell.

Deep in the dark room, he saw the mark left by Li Yuchen. It was a special symbol that only their group could understand.