The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 291 - 264: The Frightened Bugs in Tears

Bao Zi was very curious about the ancient tomb modified by Zhaosi, so after dinner, Zhaosi took him on a tour.

Above ground was a film city, below ground was an ancient tomb tour. Zhaosi had been in charge of tomb excavations before and had encountered many strange and bizarre things in various ancient tombs she had dug up.

Bao Zi happened to like such stories; one loved to talk, the other loved to listen. They completely ignored Shunfeng, who was scratching his head frantically in impatience, and had such a great conversation as if they regretted not meeting sooner.

"Senior, do something!" Shunfeng ran over, lowered his voice and said.

"Hmm? Do what?" I was watching their backs, but my mind was elsewhere.

"Qingqing wants to stay here."

"Oh, then..." Before I could say no, the electronic doorbell rang.

Zhaosi had mentioned that we were using a bio ’elevator’ to come down, carried by countless flying insects holding up a wooden board, and those insects wouldn’t move without her command.

In other words, the visitor at the door hadn’t made an appointment.

"Don’t panic, wait for me in the restaurant. A good wine needs no bush, the nose of a tomb robber is sharper than you think." Zhaosi reassured Baozi and signaled me with her eyes to take them ahead to leave.

We were currently wandering through the side corridors with the character "feng" shape, admiring her collections. Now that unexpected visitors had arrived, we needed to avoid them.

I pulled Baozi back to the restaurant. Wen Jing unsheathed a dagger hidden in the leg of his pants. He was worried that metal knives would be detected by security gates, so he had brought a specially-made ceramic knife this time.

But the blade was decorated with blue and white porcelain patterns, and it didn’t look like a weapon. I glanced at Shunfeng, "What did you bring for self-defense this time?"

If this was a trip, they could bring anything they liked—toy knives, plastic swords, rubber guns—but if we really encountered danger, I would prefer they not bring anything at all.

"Oh, I brought charms, look!" Shunfeng pulled out a stack of yellow papers with red runes from his chest.

I took a closer look and could vaguely make out a few outlines of Chinese characters: wind... too loud... can’t hear?

But it was just the frame of the character for wind that was longer, simplified turned into traditional, with several circles and wavy lines added to the sides.

"How about it? Amazing, right? I got it from my senior brother. He rarely draws it for anyone; I gave him two bottles of foreign liquor!"

Shunfeng was shaking the charm paper, looking delighted, and it made one reluctant to tell him the truth.

"This is... too precious, don’t use it easily."

"Don’t be polite with me, and don’t save it for me. As a Taoist of integrity, I’m committed to my friends and not stingy with money!"

Not stingy with money, just afraid you might lose your life... but those words could only remain unspoken, "I know, but you don’t use a sledgehammer to crack a nut, save it, there will be great use."

"Alright then, but why are we so tense when we don’t even know who the visitor is, as if they’re definitely bad guys?"

"Right, maybe it’s a friend of Zhaosi?" Baozi asked.

"Zhaosi? What friend could she have, only enemies. It’s more likely than not that it’s an enemy coming to hunt for her." I held back a shiver, secretly lamenting Baozi’s innocence—such an endearing nickname didn’t suit that person at all.

"Then we must go help." Baozi patted her lower back and took out a stun baton.

I looked at her ’close combat weapon’ and shook my head: "She can handle it alone, if not, then we’ll intervene. Wen Jingyuan will attack from a distance, I’ll go in close, and you two... intervene when you can, ensuring your safety first."

All four of us nodded seriously, hiding on either side of the tomb chamber door. There was no lock on this door, whether it was closed or not didn’t matter. I stood at the door listening to the distant sounds.

The tomb passage led directly to the tomb door, with no barriers to sound transmission. If there were gunshots or sounds of fighting, we would definitely hear it from here.

Five minutes later, Zhaosi ran back, the lights in the corridor all turned off, and in the darkness, she gestured for me to retreat quickly.

I retreated into the tomb chamber and moved aside to let her in. As soon as she entered, she hurriedly closed the door and whispered, "They released bugs inside."

"What kind of bugs?" I asked.

"Devourers." Zhaosi looked towards the dining table: "First, use the tables and chairs to block the door to let them eat for a while. I’ll go get the tomb suppressor."

"Is it effective?"

"It should be."

After the brief exchange, Zhaosi returned to her ’bedroom,’ and we lifted the tables and chairs to the door as a barricade.

At this moment, there were faint clicking sounds coming from the tomb passage. The noise was very slight, but the quantity was astonishing, like droplets of water converging into waves, gradually moving toward the main tomb chamber.

I had heard of flooding rat holes or smoking out snake nests, but releasing bugs to eat an ancient tomb was unheard of.

The tomb chamber door and the main gate were made of the same material, both bronze, but holes had already appeared on it, with countless tiny bugs gathering around the holes. We couldn’t see how they were eating, only that the holes were growing larger and more numerous. The entire big door seemed to be corroded by a strong acid, and gaps quickly appeared on the tables and chairs blocking the door.

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