The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 55: The Farmer and the Snake, Mr. Dongguo and the Wolf, Me and Qinghan

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Chapter 55: Chapter 55: The Farmer and the Snake, Mr. Dongguo and the Wolf, Me and Qinghan

All the inflatable boats are leaking, but to varying degrees. Luckily, the boat Chen Qinghan and I are in is leaking relatively slowly.

Everyone seems to be participating in a balloon deflation contest. Lord Qi, thinking that sacrificing one subordinate wasn’t enough, fired two more shots at the boat leaking the fastest.

Don’t misunderstand, these two shots weren’t aimed at the boat, but at people.

The two subordinates immediately fell into the lake, their blood attracting fish swarms. At this moment, Lord Qi gave the order, and everyone was prepared to simultaneously jump into the lake.

They have sufficient lighting equipment on them, creating circles of light on the lake surface.

I patted Chen Qinghan, but he still didn’t react, which made me angry enough to bite his neck.

"Bite once more and I’ll bleed; do you want to feed the fish too?" Chen Qinghan’s eyelids fluttered, and he finally opened his eyes.

"If I don’t bite you, you won’t wake up. If you don’t wake up, we’ll both sink into the lake." I pointed to the surrounding deflating inflatable boats, none of which left us with any diving equipment.

"What’s underneath?" Chen Qinghan had just awoken, his gaze still a little dazed, and his brain not quite clear.

"Koi." Our boat was already half deflated, with big-headed fish under the boat competing for food, making the bottom of the boat jolt upward.

"Without a diving suit, it might be a bit cold. Hang in there." Chen Qinghan said this without waiting for me to reply, grabbing my arm and plunging into the water.

Before entering the water, he pressed a button on his wristwatch. Upon entering, the fish swam away as if frightened.

So, amid the screams of the fish, I was pulled by Chen Qinghan and dove toward the bottom of the lake.

His wristwatch is definitely a high-tech product; the sound waves it released stimulated the fish swarms, making them not want to eat, only crash into walls.

This is such a fishless path in technology that within a dozen seconds of us entering the water, the fish swarm had vanished.

I wondered how Chen Qinghan dared to bring me to this piranha stronghold. It turned out he was well-prepared, which makes sense. Since he said it was a safe house, he must have been here before and naturally knew there were piranhas in the lake. Without some countermeasure, how could he dare bring me into danger?

Luckily, we don’t have to resort to unscrupulous tricks to find the way. Chen Qinghan expertly led me to the bottom and onto a flat area.

We used pure manpower to dive, spending more time than Lord Qi and his team, so when we arrived, we didn’t see them. I assume they’ve already gone inside.

I have to say, on this flat ground, I saw a trail of blood. Fresh blood plunged into the ground like a red line, marking something, but as soon as I glanced at it, it scattered.

No wonder Lord Qi was so eager, hurriedly killing his subordinates and then rushing to lead the dive. It turned out that the guiding red line’s duration was so brief.

If only he’d known that Chen Qinghan could find the accurate location without killing anyone; he might regret it intensely, having lost three subordinates before reaching the place, which is really too great a loss.

I initially wanted to ask Chen Qinghan if we should request backup, considering that the two of us facing a group of armed tomb robbers might result in getting killed in a hail of bullets.

But Chen Qinghan didn’t give me a chance to ask, directly pulling me down; I could only hope he had absolute confidence in doing this.

Chen Qinghan fumbled around on the ground, opened a cover like a subterranean cellar, and stuffed me inside, following right behind me.

Inside was a place resembling a tunnel. We swam downward, turned a corner, and emerged in a place reminiscent of a reservoir.

Chen Qinghan turned off the small light on his wristwatch, and we surfaced. The reservoir had only one side with steps, but there was no one above, only footprints and watermarks.

Without a diving suit, Chen Qinghan had turned pale, his lips purple from soaking in the lake water. Persisting in the reservoir was the limit, his limbs were scarcely coordinated. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Quick, go up. Who exactly is more flexible?" Fortunately, the steps were not far from our feet; I pushed him, and he climbed ashore.

This time, we didn’t have anything to start a fire. The ones who went ashore before us, Lord Qi and his team, hadn’t even removed their diving suits. There were only their footprints on the ground, no abandoned equipment.

Chen Qinghan gritted his teeth, clearly showing he was enduring with all his might, but his body still couldn’t stop trembling.

Humans are fragile; this space isn’t much warmer than the water. If Chen Qinghan freezes to death, I’d be alone in this unfamiliar place, completely unsure of what to do next.

I reached over to strip Chen Qinghan’s clothes. This guy dodged for a moment but was suppressed by my violence, and I forcibly removed the wet clothes, leaving him only with underwear despite his ’death-defying’ resistance.

The blood circulation of living humans is vital; blood is life, but I only know that low temperatures and lack of blood circulation require massage. Yet I don’t understand massage techniques, so all I could do was pound on him.

However, I am aware of my own strength, so while pounding him, I tried to be gentle. Still, after a while, Chen Qinghan exhibited a somewhat pained expression.

"Alright, alright, enough with your Bone-breaking Hand, thanks." Chen Qinghan coughed twice; I quickly stopped, fearing he might really cough up blood.

"The farmer and the snake, Mr. Dongguo and the wolf, me and Chen Qinghan." I subtly expressed my dissatisfaction, wringing out his wet clothes, grumbling inwardly: he complains about my strength, yet without force, how could I wring the clothes so dry? Where else would you find an human spin dryer like me!

"Stop wringing. Any more, and they’ll turn into shorts, please." Chen Qinghan sighed with a particularly helpless tone.

I angrily tossed the pants at him, snapping, "You must be a descendant of Chen Shimei."

"I appreciate your kindness. Really, I’m very touched; it’s all noted in my heart." His attempt at appeasing, like talking to a child, irritated me the most; it felt like an insult to my intelligence.

But he instantly switched topics, "This ancient tomb is Heavenly Maiden Tomb 003. We previously surveyed only the inner tomb path. The doors leading to the main tomb chamber and back chamber wouldn’t open, but the accompanying burial chamber has been cleared, initially intending to let you hide there."

These words immediately shifted my attention, "Can’t I ever catch a break? Moving from one tomb to another, isn’t it just shifting from one pit to another? Besides, did you ask the mausoleum’s host for permission? This is trespassing, breaking the law!"

Chen Qinghan wasn’t as agitated as I was. After putting on his clothes, he calmly said, "It’s just borrowing a stay. Plus, you two are of the same clan, hometown friends; this counts as visiting."

A zongzi visiting another ancient tomb... wonderful, very impressive... Not!

"What’s most important is, I believe that thing won’t enter other Heavenly Maiden Tombs, especially those we can’t open." Chen Qinghan’s expression turned serious, casting his scholarly gaze, very persuasive.

"You mean, Eyes of Golden Flame only pursues me, but stays well away from other tomb masters?"

"That’s about right."

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