Tomb Raider: Call Me Dragon Vein Cleaner

Chapter 301 Human Skin Cocoon

With a click, the coffin slowly rose from its base.

When the coffin came to a stop, the wall next to them suddenly sank back, revealing a secret passage with steps leading downwards.

"The road ahead has been opened."

"Honey, shall we open this coffin and take a look?"

Chen Wenjin and Huo Ling spoke one after the other.

Upon hearing this, Hei Xiazi, who was about to step forward to clear the way, stopped and turned to look at Cheng Feng.

Zhang Qiling frowned. Even though his memory was incomplete, he couldn't help but feel a bit disgusted when Huo Ling said she wanted to move the coffin.

"The one lying here is the Mysterious Maiden, also known as the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden who was transformed from the Mysterious Bird in legend."

Cheng Feng immediately recognized the identity of the person inside the coffin. As the most capable female general of the Queen Mother of the West, only she was qualified to guard the Queen Mother of the West's gate.

"If it's actually the Mystic Maiden, then her burial goods must be astonishing!"

Huo Ling's perspective on the problem already shows that of a qualified mistress of the Unloading Ridge Sect. So what if she's the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden? If there's treasure in the coffin, then the coffin must be opened and the treasure retrieved.

“That makes sense. Why don’t we open it and take a look? Come to think of it, all we’ve gained from coming to the Queen Mother of the West’s Palace is an alchemy furnace.”

Cheng Feng looked at Xuan Nu's coffin with a restless expression.

At this moment, Zhang Qiling suddenly spoke.

"This coffin must not be moved."

Upon hearing Zhang Qiling's words, Cheng Feng suppressed his smile and turned to look at Zhang Qiling.

At this moment, under Cheng Feng's expressionless gaze, Zhang Qiling felt unprecedented pressure.

"Give me a reason."

After Cheng Feng spoke, Zhang Qiling fell silent, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Somewhat impatient, Cheng Feng said, "How about this, since you don't want me to open Xuan Nu's coffin, then you can exchange ten years of your time for it."

"ten years?"

Zhang Qiling's gaze was momentarily blank; he vaguely remembered that ten years was a very important milestone.

However, he quickly came to his senses and nodded, saying, "Okay."

Time is the least valuable thing to Zhang Qiling. Working for anyone is the same; it's just about making a living. Besides, he needs Cheng Feng's help, so staying is a good option for him.

"I hope you can make up for my losses in the future!"

After saying that, Cheng Feng led the way into the secret passage leading downwards.

After emerging from the narrow, dark passage into another space, Cheng Feng looked up ahead.

In a spacious hall, a throne sat in the center.

Seated on the throne was an old woman with a wrinkled face, dressed in gorgeous clothes.

Everyone else only saw the situation on the throne after they entered it.

"Wasn't it said that the Queen Mother of the West entered the meteorite jade? Then who is this person sitting here now?"

After seeing the demeanor of the person on the throne, Huo Ling asked in confusion.

"This is a stand-in; she wears a mask and is not the real Queen Mother of the West."

As Cheng Feng spoke, he looked behind the throne, where there was an even more spacious area.

"Let's go, the real core is over there."

The group had no lingering attachment to the fake Queen Mother of the West and followed Cheng Feng toward a path beside the throne.

After passing the throne, a huge meteorite was seen sitting in the space behind it.

It resembles a honeycomb, with numerous openings, and the pebbles on the ground beneath it constantly throb.

These pebbles contain iron and are attracted by magnetism, making them almost float.

How do we get up there?

The ground was tens of meters above the meteorite, and the nine-clawed hook in Chen Wenjin's hand was far too far away.

Moreover, the rock walls on both sides are relatively smooth, making it difficult to climb up without equipment.

"We can try using magnetism."

Black Bear pointed to the constantly bouncing pebbles on the ground and made a suggestion.

Cheng Feng shook his head and said, "No need for that trouble, I'll give you a ride."

Cheng Feng then gestured for the others to move closer to him, and once they were ready...

A gentle breeze emerged from around the group, and then suddenly exerted its power, instantly lifting the five of them into the air and propelling them toward the meteorite above.

Under Cheng Feng's control, the wind precisely transported the five people into one of the passages of the meteorite.

After regaining his footing, Hei Xiazi patted his chest and said, "That was thrilling! My heart was pounding!"

"The most exciting part is yet to come. Let's go in and see what's hidden inside the meteorite."

Upon arrival, Cheng Feng took complete control of the team, and Chen Wenjin naturally transitioned from team leader to team member.

The passage through the meteorite was very narrow, and Cheng Feng had no choice but to lower his head and crawl forward.

After climbing for a while, Cheng Feng discovered that the inside of the meteorite was interconnected and filled with a metal similar to bronze.

Using his memory of the meteorite's shape, Cheng Feng chose to proceed through the passages that led to the depths.

Soon, a spacious cave appeared ahead.

After climbing out of the narrow passage, Cheng Feng stood up and dusted off his clothes.

Right in front of Cheng Feng, there was a mummified corpse dressed in fine clothes sitting in the very center of the place.

Her body was covered in fragments of meteorite jade, and she was draped in a complete snakeskin from the waist down.

It's easy to mistake it for a human body with a snake's tail if you're not careful.

"It seems that the Queen Mother of the West failed; she did not achieve true immortality."

Chen Wenjin, who had already climbed out of the narrow passage, couldn't help but sigh.

"She failed, but someone else succeeded."

As he spoke, Cheng Feng looked up and saw a huge human skin cocoon hanging there.

"Giggle...giggle...giggle..."

Following Cheng Feng's gaze, Chen Wenjin saw the human skin cocoon above and was about to ask a question when she heard a strange noise behind her.

Cheng Feng and Chen Wenjin turned their heads and saw Zhang Qiling staring at the giant cocoon above, making sounds from his throat.

Just then, the same voice as Zhang Qiling came from inside the human skin cocoon.

For a moment, two voices rang out continuously inside the cave.

"Master, is Zhang Qiling communicating with that thing inside?"

Huo Ling watched this scene in astonishment, then leaned close to Cheng Feng's ear and whispered a question.

"Yes, this is a special language, probably a secret language passed down through generations of the Zhang family."

Some say that the language Zhang Qiling uses is a ghostly script used to communicate with spirits.

However, Cheng Feng's Mountain Moving Techniques contain a lineage of script, which is unrelated to the language used by Zhang Qiling.

At this moment, Zhang Qiling's eyes suddenly turned white, and then he became unsteady on his feet and was about to fall to the ground.

Black Bear, who was standing next to him, quickly stepped in to help him up.

Weakly leaning against Hei Xiazi, Zhang Qiling closed his eyes, sweat beading on his forehead, and murmured:

"Bronze door... bronze door..."

Black Bear frowned, looked up at Cheng Feng and said:

"Boss, Zhang the mute has fainted."

"This is just a flare-up of his old ailment. He should recover after a period of rest."

After saying that, Cheng Feng closed his eyes, and the third eye in his mind stared at the human skin cocoon.

The next second, the world spun around, and Cheng Feng sat in a chair in a room completely constructed by illusion, his brows furrowed.

"He wasn't affected by my illusion. Could he be dead, or in a half-dead state?"

Cheng Feng was certain that if the person inside the cocoon was still alive, even if he was asleep, he would definitely be pulled into this room by the illusion.

Now that only Cheng Feng is present, there are only two possibilities: either the person inside is so powerful that they are immune to Cheng Feng's illusions, or...

Secondly, the people inside are already dead. Even if they can communicate through special methods like King Mu of Zhou, they will not be affected by the illusion.

Filled with doubt, Cheng Feng dispelled the illusion and opened his eyes.

“Old Cheng, look at the patterns on the wall, aren’t they exactly the same as those on the bronze door?”