Tomb Raider: Call Me Dragon Vein Cleaner

Chapter 367 Ancient Python Corpse

Zhang Qiling also wanted to know the answer, but he felt it was better to ask in person than to guess.

When the two arrived outside Cheng Feng's tent, Cheng Feng and his family were sitting on a thick sheepskin blanket, drinking tea.

"Don't just stand there like an idiot, come in and have a cup of tea!"

Cheng Feng glanced at the two people outside the tent and greeted them.

Zhang Qiling glanced at the white sheepskin blanket in the tent, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

Black Bear chuckled sheepishly and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Boss, we've been out here for days. Biological weapons... you know! They're very lethal. Let's just say that."

After all, both the blind man and the mute man were respectable people.

You still have to maintain some dignity in front of your boss and his wife.

Cheng Feng slapped his forehead. Good heavens, he almost let two pairs of feet that hadn't been washed for days into the room.

Cheng Feng immediately pointed to the teapot next to him, and a stream of clear water gushed out from the spout.

Then the water flowed like two small snakes to the ankles of the two people outside the tent.

Slipping through the gaps between their boots and trouser legs, the eerie sensation made the two of them shift their ankles uncomfortably.

Soon, two streams of water, which were noticeably less clear, reappeared.

He then sprinkled it on the grass some distance from the tent.

"Okay, come in!"

The two then took off their shoes and went into the tent.

After they were seated, Cheng Feng said, sounding slightly annoyed:

"You two have hit the jackpot! This is the first time I've ever washed a man's feet. It would be a real shame if you two didn't kowtow to me."

Black Bear blushed and laughed awkwardly twice.

Zhang Qiling silently gazed at the teacup Chen Wenjin had just handed him, seemingly searching for some profound truth about life in the clear tea.

Seeing their reactions, Huo Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud.

These two old fellows are over two hundred years old combined. One of them lives a carefree life, while the other is taciturn.

This is the first time it has ever looked like this.

"Alright, you must have a lot of questions in your mind. While there's still time, ask whatever you want to know."

Cheng Feng stopped making things difficult for his two henchmen and spoke up to help them out of the predicament.

Black Bear then coughed and spoke:

"Boss, when did that grove of trees appear in the distance? I remember there shouldn't be anything within dozens of kilometers of that location."

Zhang Qiling then raised his head, waiting for Cheng Feng's answer.

Cheng Feng didn't keep them in suspense and gave them a brief account of what had happened that night and up to today.

This includes his control over the two men's eating and physical activities.

"That makes sense. The purpose of the Venus Umbrella is to send living people into the Second Mausoleum in the World."

Adding to the stone acupuncture mark found on the corpse, it seems there's something eating people in the Second Great Tomb of the World!

Hei Xiazi didn't care about Cheng Feng's control over him; instead, he began to analyze the information revealed by this incident.

Clearly, this is a complete supply chain, with Venus Umbrella in a distant forest responsible for influencing people's subconscious with illusions.

Then they were led to the Second Mausoleum of the World in a daze.

In the Second Imperial Mausoleum, people would eat the Stone God's Mark to select the meat with the most intense aroma.

Finally, the selected body will likely be eaten by something.

Those who were not selected probably didn't fare well either; the fourteen corpses found in the grove were their fate.

"You overlooked one crucial detail: if the Venus Umbrella's function is to directly transport outsiders into the Second Mausoleum of the World..."

There should be a large number of moles at the place where the people outside set up camp.

Chen Wenjin held a cup of tea and said thoughtfully.

Cheng Feng nodded approvingly:

"Wenjin is right. There should be another step in this process: Venus Umbrella is responsible for procuring the goods."

The goods are then placed at the entrance, where a group of porters will be needed to move them into the warehouse.

Zhang Qiling's expression was solemn, and he spoke, which was unusual for him:

"So, time is running out!"

Hei Xiazi also realized the seriousness of the situation.

Apart from them, the other teams had been traveling for several days straight.

At this point, they are truly like cargo, at the mercy of the porters.

Should we make a move?

Hei Xiazi asked Cheng Feng about his plans.

Cheng Feng shook his head.

"Going in with the porters will save us a lot of trouble, and our safety is guaranteed until they eat the stone mole."

"Honey, the problem is, will the movers let us follow them? Wouldn't it be even more troublesome if we were discovered?"

Cheng Feng picked up his teacup and said softly:

"Yes, the rules state that porters are not allowed to damage the goods."

Just as Cheng Feng and the others were speaking, all the walkie-talkies in the entire camp simultaneously emitted bursts of noise.

It instantly woke everyone from their sleep.

Six days of non-stop travel left them physically exhausted.

In Jude Kao's camp, A Ning walked out, her legs trembling as she leaned against the tent, her face still bearing the marks of exhaustion.

Wu Sansheng's situation was equally dire. Xie Lianhuan lay pale-faced in the tent, his eyelids drooping.

If it weren't for the constantly ringing walkie-talkie, he probably would have fallen asleep at any moment.

In the woods, tiny, transparent snakes kept burrowing into the ground.

Gradually, the horse carcasses, their bodies rotting and revealing their bones, rose from the ground.

With the sound of hooves hitting the ground, the entire herd of horses charged from the woods toward the camp where everyone was.

The clattering of horses' hooves filled the air.

Someone fired a flare in the direction the sound came from, and instantly a heart-wrenching scream echoed through the night sky.

"Run! A herd of horses is charging!"

Suddenly, people who couldn't even get up before no longer felt backache or leg pain.

They scrambled out of the tent, and upon seeing the massive herd of horses charging towards them in the distance, they abandoned their equipment and turned to run.

On Cheng Feng's side, the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect methodically collected the supplies they needed.

"Go, get out of the way of those horses' charge."

Cheng Feng gave a shout and then led his team away quickly.

Cheng Feng brought only elite troops with him on this trip, and they had all had plenty of rest.

So by the time the horses surged into the camp area, they had already avoided their path.

"This doesn't seem like the work of a mover; it's a bit too brutal."

Chen Wenjin looked at the tents that had been trampled to pieces by the horses from afar.

"These galloping horses are just a cover; the porters are already secretly working."

The bear next to Cheng Feng had a solemn expression.

In this pitch-black environment, Cheng Feng was the only one who could truly see what was happening below.

When the people in the group were injured and unconscious under the horses, dark shadows, like pythons, coiled around them and dragged them along the ground into the distance.

"Boss, what exactly are those weird things?"

Cheng Feng glanced at Zhang Qiling beside him, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke:

"According to the legends in Inner Mongolia, they should be the so-called python corpses."