Wu Yu Saves the World

Chapter 172: Grave Robbers' Chronicles Qi Yu 54

When Boss Wang heard Wu Xie call out the name "Lao Yang", his body trembled violently, and then he turned around at astonishing speed.

In the blink of an eye, his original face disappeared, replaced by the appearance of Lao Yang.

Then, he pounded the cocoon in front of him frantically like a madman. He was extremely emotional and begged Wu Xie in a trembling voice to help him think about his mother, so that his mother would be resurrected from the cocoon.

Faced with such a strange scene, Wu Xie was shocked, but he still tried to stay calm.

He shook his head and told Lao Yang in a firm tone that this was absolutely impossible.

However, Lao Yang seemed unable to accept this cruel reality. He suddenly held his head with his hands, fell to the ground in a daze, and kept muttering to himself.

"Mommy mommy……"

Seeing Lao Yang in pain, Wu Xie felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

He slowly walked to Lao Yang, squatted down, patted his shoulder gently, and comforted him softly.

"Don't be sad, Lao Yang. I once promised to take you home, and I will definitely do my best to help you."

"But before that, you must be willing to tell me everything, including what happened to your mother. Only then can we find a way to solve the problem."

Lao Yang raised his head and looked at Wu Xie with tearful eyes, and his eyes gradually became gentle.

He took a deep breath and spoke with a sob.

"Wu Xie, my mother has passed away for three years... But I really miss her..."

After saying this, tears welled up in his eyes again.

At this moment, Lao Yang seemed to have traveled through the tunnel of time and returned to that moment that he would never forget.

He clearly remembered that day when he tiredly opened the door of his home and a familiar smell of food hit his nose.

Mom was busy in the kitchen. When she heard the door open, she turned around and said softly with a kind smile on her face.

"You're back. Go wash your hands. The meal will be ready soon."

Lao Yang nodded, walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and the cold water washed over his hands.

However, when he washed his hands and walked out of the bathroom, what he saw made his breath freeze.

Mom fell on the kitchen floor, her eyes wide open, as if telling of endless fear and reluctance.

Half of his face was covered with shocking scars, the blood had dried, leaving behind a series of hideous marks.

Lao Yang's heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer. He staggered to his mother and tried to touch her cheek with trembling hands.

The cold touch told him that his mother had left him.

He was heartbroken and gently closed his mother's eyes with his hands, tears rolling down the back of her hands.

It was then that he thought of the specialness of this ancient tomb, so he chose to cooperate with others and lure Wu Xie here.

Wu Xie listened quietly to Lao Yang's narration, his face becoming more and more serious.

He knew that for Lao Yang, losing his mother was an unspeakable pain.

However, the reality is cruel and they have to face this fact.

At this moment, Lao Yang suddenly saw an illusion of his mother.

She stood not far away, smiling and waving at them.

Wu Xie also saw this illusion. He was shocked, but then he realized that this was just the obsession in Lao Yang's heart.

Lao Yang stood up excitedly and walked towards the illusion.

He seemed to hear his mother's voice, calling his name.

Wu Xie quickly grabbed him and tried to wake him up.

However, Lao Yang had fallen into a state of madness, and he struggled to break free from Wu Xie's restraints.

"Mom! I want to go find mom!"

Lao Yang shouted, tears streaming down his face.

Wu Xie hugged him tightly, trying to calm him down.

He shouted, "Old Itchy! Wake up! It was just an illusion! Mom is gone!"

However, Lao Yang could no longer listen to anything.

He pushed Wu Xie away and ran towards the illusion.

Wu Xie shook his head helplessly, he knew he had to take some extreme measures to wake up Lao Yang.

Just then, a giant snake-like monster suddenly appeared in front of them.

It opened its bloody mouth and let out a deafening roar. Wu Xie saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly pulled Lao Yang to dodge.

However, Lao Yang seemed to have lost his mind and continued running towards the illusion.

Wu Xie became very anxious when he saw this. He suddenly raised his hand and slammed Lao Yang's head hard onto the corpse cocoon next to him.

Lao Yang screamed and woke up instantly. He covered his head and fell to the ground in pain.

Wu Xie quickly helped him up and spoke anxiously.

"Old Itchy! Are you awake? We have to get out of here! That monster can attack us at any time!"

Lao Yang raised his head, a trace of confusion in his eyes.

He looked at the surrounding environment, then looked at Wu Xie's anxious face, and finally understood what had happened.

He took a deep breath and nodded to show that he was awake.

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He took Lao Yang's hand and the two of them quickly left this dangerous place.

In the dim tomb, the air seemed to freeze, and even the light of the flashlight was frozen for a moment.

Fatty Wang stood in front of the coffin, his face full of curiosity and nervousness. He couldn't help but ask Zhang Qiling beside him.

"Who is the important person buried in this coffin?"

Zhang Qiling was now carefully touching the edge of the coffin and the marks on the surrounding stone walls. He did not directly answer Fatty Wang's question, but spoke in a thoughtful tone.

"Looking at these marks, it seems that this coffin is not the first time it has been opened."

Fatty Wang was stunned after hearing this, then he moved closer to the coffin and looked carefully at the corpse inside.

The body was found to be exceptionally well preserved; the skin seemed to still be elastic, and even the texture of the clothes was clearly visible.

Fatty Wang couldn't help but reach out and touch the cheek of the corpse. He was surprised to find that there was still a trace of residual warmth, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Oh my god, how can this body be so intact, and... still warm!"

At this moment, Qi Yugen suddenly frowned, looked at the corpse in the coffin with interest, and signaled Zhang Qiling to be careful, as the corpse might have changed.

Zhang Qiling nodded, gently drew out the long sword from his back, and looked around vigilantly.

Sure enough, while Fatty Wang was still surprised, a sharp knife suddenly came out of the darkness and chopped straight towards his back.

Zhang Qiling was quick-eyed and quick-handed, blocking the attack with one sword.

"Come alive!"

Fatty Wang was so frightened that he quickly took out his gun and fired at the enemy in the dark.

Zhang Qiling was entangled with the resurrected corpse.

Although the resurrected corpse could only move one arm, its martial arts skills were not weak at all, and each attack was swift and deadly.

Upon seeing this, Qi Yu took action directly and seriously injured the resurrected corpse with two or three moves.

Seeing him fall to the ground with blood coming out of his mouth, Qi Yu actually felt a little sorry.

But surprisingly, the resurrected corpse actually struggled to raise its head, looked at Zhang Qiling, Qi Yu and Fatty Wang with puzzled eyes, and asked.

"Who are you? Where are the prince and the general?"