Tomb Raider: Call Me Dragon Vein Cleaner

Chapter 295 The Deceptive Blind Man from the South and the Mute Man from the North

Upon hearing Cheng Feng's reminder, the three instinctively dodged.

Then, a series of sharp knives sprang up from the ground, nearly skewering the three men into meat skewers.

At this moment, Cheng Feng was holding Huo Ling in his arms, and the sharp knife at his feet, which was gleaming coldly, had been broken into seven or eight pieces.

"This is like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another. It's just a ritual, does it really need to be so complicated?"

Black Bear patted his chest, looking as if he was quite frightened, but upon closer inspection, it could be seen that his heartbeat hadn't changed at all; he remained remarkably calm.

"Look at your jinxed mouth, the old sow's next bra is coming too."

As soon as Huo Ling finished speaking, a loud rumble was heard, and the wall behind them began to slowly move.

It rolled over the spot where the group of people were standing like a giant millstone.

Imagine someone is stabbed by a sharp knife, half-dead, and watches themselves being slowly ground into mincemeat.

Those who know it are worshipping the Queen Mother of the West; those who don't might think it's a man-made hell.

"Think of something quickly, or we'll all be rich!"

As he spoke, Hei Xiazi looked around.

They were on a platform surrounded by solid walls on all sides.

Ahead was a bottomless pit, and on the other side of the pit was a wall with reliefs.

With a gap of more than ten meters between them, an ordinary person jumping off a cliff would only end up falling off.

Chen Wenjin regained some of the composure she displayed at the underwater tomb, and soon she had a plan.

“Over there, Zhang Qiling, you’re good at fighting. Go check above the relief. If there’s space above the wall, we can leave from here.”

Zhang Qiling nodded in agreement, then sprinted two steps and leaped into the air to the relief sculpture.

After grabbing one corner with one hand, Zhang Qiling used the strength of just a few fingers to pull himself up to the top of the relief.

Standing against the wall on the relief, with his view widening, Zhang Qiling said, "There is a way out on the stone wall."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenjin no longer hesitated and took out the nine-clawed hook that Cheng Feng had made for her a few years ago from her waist.

He then pushed the nine-clawed hook forward, and the steel claws that had been closed immediately separated.

With a clang, it firmly gripped the protrusion on the wall.

"Let's avoid being crushed by the stone wall first, then we'll leave from above."

After saying that, he handed the rope in his hand to Black Bear.

He took the rope, caught the nine-clawed hook, swung forward, and grabbed a stone when he reached the wall.

Chen Wenjin caught the rope that Hei Xiazi threw back and turned to look at Cheng Feng and Huo Ling.

"You guys go first, I'll cover you from behind!"

Seeing this, Cheng Feng readily agreed, picked up Huo Ling and jumped onto the cliff face, his hand gripping the wall as firmly as if it were tofu.

"Honey, maybe I should take care of this myself."

As Chen Wenjin used the nine-claw hook to pull him over, Huo Ling, holding Cheng Feng, whispered something.

"Sweetie, let's not embarrass ourselves. You don't have what your Wenjing sister has."

Huo Ling has been working in an office for the past few years, and her skills have deteriorated. If she were to do something like that, she would be knocked down in less than three seconds.

The Huo family's martial arts skills are fine for delicate work, but when faced with real danger, they're guaranteed to be the first to suffer.

Soon the stone wall crushed the platform where the people had been standing.

Cleverly, as the stone wall approached, the sharp knives slowly retracted downwards.

When the stone wall was closest to them, Zhang Qiling in the relief pushed off the wall with his right foot and then leaped onto the top of the stone wall.

After grabbing the edge of the stone wall, Zhang Qiling flipped over and rolled his body to hide above the stone wall.

Several people followed closely behind, each employing their own methods.

Even with Huo Ling in tow, Cheng Feng could jump this short distance with ease.

A bowl-shaped space was eroded out of the stone wall by water, and the group climbed in through the gap at the edge of the bowl-shaped space.

As the group checked the rock face above to see if they could dig a tunnel, the rock face beneath their feet began to move again.

"The stone wall is moving back. Get ready, young lady. Once we reach the top of the exit, we'll rely on your nine-claw hook."

Black Bear peeked out from the gap, then turned around and said.

Chen Wenjin nodded calmly in agreement, her slender little hands gripping the rope of the nine-claw hook tightly.

Just as the stone wall passed the spot where the people had fallen, Chen Wenjin's gaze sharpened, and his nine-clawed hook instantly grabbed at the relief above.

Unsurprisingly, the nine-claw hook succeeded once again.

Time was of the essence, so Cheng Feng gave Chen Wenjin a push, signaling her to go upstairs as soon as possible.

Chen Wenjin had no time to hesitate; it was worth climbing upwards with all her might.

Almost at the same time that Chen Wenjin grabbed the floor tile above.

Black Bear leaped up and darted upwards on the rope like a monkey, quickly reaching the top.

Zhang Qiling, needless to say, arrived above in just a few seconds.

Only then did Cheng Feng hoist Huo Ling onto his back, bend his knees to gather strength, and leap onto the ground more than ten meters high.

Amidst the strange gazes of the others, Huo Ling, who was perched on Cheng Feng's back, whispered, "Honey, are we becoming a bit out of place?"

"No, they're just too weak. Let's just treat this as playing house with Wenjin."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenjin and Hei Xiazi felt utterly powerless.

Faced with an existence so powerful it was beyond human comprehension, the life-or-death crises they had overcome through their tacit cooperation became utterly meaningless.

"If I ever go tomb raiding with the boss again, I'll be a dog."

Black Bear muttered to himself as he turned and walked out of the sacrificial shrine.

Chen Wenjin sighed and said helplessly, "Old Cheng, look how badly you've discouraged Hei Xiazi."

Cheng Feng chuckled softly but didn't say anything.

Zhang Qiling suddenly spoke up: "Cheng Feng, we can cooperate."

Looking at Zhang Qiling's expressionless face, Cheng Feng asked curiously, "Cooperation? What kind of cooperation is it specifically?"

"Bronze Gate"

Zhang Qiling spoke in a low but solemn voice, uttering three words.

A knowing look flashed in Cheng Feng's eyes.

He then said as he walked, "We can consider cooperation; we can discuss the details after we get out."

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling stopped talking and silently followed the others away.

Back in the passageway, this time Hei Xiazi walked in front and stopped at a rock wall with a relief carving.

“I had a feeling that something was wrong here before, but I trusted Zhang the mute too much and ended up being led astray.”

After saying that, Hei Xiazi raised his hand and pressed a protrusion on the relief.

Soon, the sound of the mechanism being triggered rang out, and the wall slowly began to rotate.

Eventually, a secret passage hidden behind the wall came into view.

"Zhang Qiling's memories are fragmented, and this incident serves as a reminder to us not to rely too much on his memories."

As everyone entered the secret passage, Chen Wenjin spoke.

This little girl exuded a natural leadership quality, and even Hei Xiazi and Zhang Qiling became her little followers.

"Captain Chen is right. We should all keep that in mind and not make the same mistake again."

As an outstanding member of the archaeological team, Cheng Feng echoed his captain's statement without hesitation.

Hei Xiazi and Huo Ling were both speechless. Cheng Feng was getting more and more into it. Not satisfied with just watching the fun, he even started cosplaying.

At the end of the secret passage, the group entered a tomb chamber filled with snake molts.

The walls here are riddled with holes, and in each hole a corpse is curled up.

"You blind bastard! We just jumped out of the trap and you've already sent us to the pheasant's neck granary!"