The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 269 - 256: Leaving

"Then how did he catch up to you?" I remained somewhat curious about the young man. He was wearing a casual suit and leather shoes, which didn’t look like an outfit for a thousand-mile pursuit.

"He, he suddenly appeared in the tomb..." Liu Laonian seemed to just realize something odd about the young man, and stopped midway in his sentence, staring at the young man with a terrified look. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Yes, yes, we ran into him while wandering aimlessly in the tomb." Wang Datou also showed a look of suspicion.

Recalling the situation at that time, the young man’s clothes and shoes were clean and neat, which was indeed a bit suspicious. Could it be that after squeezing through the forest, he washed his clothes and wiped his shoes in the tomb?

"I was anxious to catch up with them, so I flew over with a paraglider."

Something that seemed quite mysterious was revealed by one sentence from the young man.

"How did you know where they were?" I asked the young man.

"I found someone to translate the text on their map and bought a copy of the map."

"Hahaha..." I couldn’t control myself and burst out laughing after hearing that.

Wang Datou and Liu Laonian were so inexperienced that when they found someone to translate the annotations on the map, they didn’t even take back the copy.

Wang Datou, hearing this, glared at Liu Laonian and said, "Why didn’t you take the copy?"

Liu Laonian hesitated and said, "I thought it wasn’t needed anymore."

But Wang Datou then paused and asked the young man, "How did you find Teacher Zhao?"

"How many people in the city understand ancient Mongolian?" The young man gave them a sidelong glance and said irritably.

The two of them lowered their heads in discouragement upon hearing this. Liu Laonian was silent for a few minutes before moving closer to ask if Chen Qinghan had enough time and if they needed to walk faster.

Seeing Chen Qinghan shake his head, he smiled and said a bunch of thank-you words.

Wang Datou interrupted before he finished and said, "Bro, how did you know what poison he got?"

Galaxy didn’t mention it, Liu Laonian didn’t say, so how did Chen Qinghan know what poison Liu Laonian was affected by? To Wang Datou, it seemed Chen Qinghan’s assurance was unreliable.

"Look at his pupils, have they not become elongated?" said Chen Qinghan.

Wang Datou quickly turned to look at Liu Laonian’s eyes and was surprised, "Really, his pupils... how did they become vertically elongated?"

I really hadn’t closely looked at Liu Laonian’s eyes, only checking if his skin and lips were unusual, or if his eyes were bloodshot, overlooking the detail of his pupils.

Liu Laonian, hearing what Chen Qinghan said, widened his eyes at us, trying to let us see clearly.

"That’s right, they’re elongated." I said.

"There’s a type of poison that, when its gas invades the brain, causes the pupils to deform. If the poisoning is deep, the intracranial pressure will quickly increase, and the head will explode on the spot."

"Ah?" Liu Laonian was startled, clutching his head carefully as if holding a balloon about to burst.

"Your poisoning is shallow, so the explosion takes longer," Chen Qinghan’s comfort obviously didn’t work, Liu Laonian’s face instantly scrunched up like a frost-bitten eggplant.

Not knowing the consequences of his poisoning was better; now he understood them, his legs began to weaken again, and he stumbled after a few steps.

Wang Datou quickly helped him up, while Liu Laonian held onto his head like he was afraid it would fall off.

"Master! Master, you must save me, let’s go quickly, I don’t have much time..." Liu Laonian said with a sobbing voice.

"I’ve already sent a message to the person who can save you, she’s on her way, and we’ll meet midway," Chen Qinghan was as calm as ever, having arranged everything.

It’s just unclear who he was referring to, but we shouldn’t need long to meet, so I wasn’t in a hurry to know who this master was.

With an outsider present, we couldn’t conveniently discuss important matters, so the young man surnamed Dong and Chen Qinghan talked about some of his affairs.

His name was Dong Sanqi, which was quite unique. Chen Qinghan asked if it’s a Chinese herbal medicine name, and he said no, it just means thirty-seven as a number.

In the past, when there were lots of children, naming them by birth order was common, easy to remember, and easy to write.

But he was only 24 this year, and his family couldn’t have over thirty siblings, yet he’s thirty-seven.

So I was curious, asking if there was special significance to this number—it couldn’t be his birthday since no month has thirty-seven days.

But Dong Sanqi’s answer surprised me, he said it was indeed his birthday. Not just him, but all the Dong Family children are named by their birthdays, and if two children are born on the same day, they add the characters "Ri" (day) and "Yue" (month) to their names.

He had two cousins who were twins, one named Dong Ri Shiwu, the other Dong Yue Shiwu.

If an exceptionally rare case of triplets occurs, they would then add a "Zhong" (middle) character, for instance, Dong Zhongyi.

I clicked my tongue in amazement after hearing this. The Dong Family’s forebears really adored numbers—a family of numbers, calling each other by name was like reciting numbers.

Yet, the world is wide and wonderfully strange. Their family is inherently filled with a mystique, even calculating birthdays to be thirty-seven days long.