Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 710 She's a good girl!

The girl's unusual words and actions left a deep impression on the group.

Especially the young man.

This is the first woman to openly blackmail him into taking off his clothes...

Hu Ming shook his head and chuckled softly, then opened the bamboo tube beside him, revealing its contents.

Several fragments of the mural were bound together on an ancient, leather-like object.

"The edges of these stone fragments are irregular, and they must have been cut from a mural, but the patterns on it are not continuous."

"Master, since you are a master whom even Uncle Ming admires, why don't you restore it for us? Let us see what you've got to see?"

The fat man glanced at the girl's tattooed arm and said with a hint of provocation.

To be honest, the girl was too young, and the fat guy was a scoundrel, so he couldn't help but provoke her.

"Tsk, you fatso, I've heard that your mouth is just too much, but I didn't expect it to be true that seeing is believing. Your mouth is even more annoying than the rumors say."

"This thing is just as ugly as you. I'll help you out for Second Master's sake."

A-Tou pursed his lips, too lazy to argue, and stepped forward to examine the fragments closely.

"Fatty, say less. This girl... I seem to recognize her. Isn't she one of Little Peanut's people?"

Wu Xie pulled back the fat man who was still trying to talk back, frowned, and his long-buried memories came to the surface from the depths of his mind, making the image of the girl in front of him clearer and clearer.

"Yes. Ten years ago, when we were in Changsha, it was A-Tou who made the human skin mask for you... your third uncle's human skin mask."

Hu Ming nodded.

"Our young master Wu really has a bad memory!"

The girl, A-Tou, chuckled softly and replied casually.

Dissatisfied with Atou's actions, he had already roughly pieced the fragments together while speaking, and was examining them closely with a professional magnifying glass.

Looking through the green moss at the blurred colors, A-Tou already had a clue.

"If we are not mistaken, these fragments are probably from the Han Dynasty. Judging from the traces and style, they were probably taken from an ancient tomb."

"The figures are simple and archaic, and the colors are simple and clear... This must be the style of the Han Dynasty, but this style is somewhat niche and is not a work from the Central Plains. It must be from some remote area."

With just a simple observation, Ato has already discovered some important clues.

It matches!
The group exchanged glances, secretly admiring the girl's reputation as a professional, as Hu Ming had described.
"Hey, Master, I'm not trying to be argumentative, but why did you say it was dug out of an ancient tomb? Why couldn't it have been taken from a museum?"

The fat man raised an eyebrow, clearly intending to argue.

"Do you know what this is? It's the skin of an ancient corpse!"

Atou explained casually.

"Master, I admit you're a master puzzle solver that you can tell this is a mural. But if you could really tell which tomb it came from, that would be truly divine!"

Despite the disapproving looks from the others, the fat man continued to argue without any awareness.

Ato didn't bother to say anything, but just saw a corner of the package with the pieces cut off and tried to stuff it into his mouth.

"Aren't you disgusted? You know this stuff is corpse skin, and you still put it in your mouth?" "And you're a PhD student in medical school? Don't you know these kinds of things are the easiest to cause illness? What if you take a bite and turn into a zombie?"

Hu Ming reacted quickly, slapping the shards out of A Tou's hand and saying irritably.

"Hehe. You don't have to try it. These mosses and muds only appear on the mudflats in coastal areas."

"Second Master, the place you're looking for must be by the sea!"

Ah Tou's eyes darted around, and he picked up the small piece of metal he had cut off again. Just as the fat man approached to observe it, skeptical, he suddenly made his move!
Amidst Hu Ming's glaring eyes, he instantly grabbed the fat man's chin with one hand and forcefully threw the shards into the fat man's mouth...

"What the hell?!"

Caught off guard, the fat man gulped it down!
This disgusted the fat man immensely.

"Tsk, Fatty, you're getting on in years, learn your lesson! Women, regardless of age, are all petty and hold grudges!"

"I'm leaving, Ato, see you later!"

Hu Ming thanked A Tou and then pulled the chubby man, whose face was ashen, outside.

"It's so salty! The master is indeed a master; this thing is definitely from the bottom of the sea!"

"It's a long story," the fat man said quietly.

"Are you full?"

"It'll last for three days, no problem!"

"You deserve it!"

Wu Xie scoffed and mocked without any politeness.

"Hey! Tell me, what's wrong with these 'masters' these days? Their personalities are all weird, and to make matters worse, a girl has two huge tattoos on her arms!"

As he got into the car, the fat man muttered to himself.

"It's just someone's hobby, okay? Getting a full sleeve tattoo isn't illegal, is it?"

"Also, those two flower-patterned arms of this girl aren't tattooed on, they're transplanted..."

"A-Tou comes from a scholarly family and has an exceptional talent for painting. He can draw almost anything exactly the same as it at a glance."

“A long time ago, she and her friend were in a fire. Atou suffered severe burns to both arms, and the skin on both arms was transplanted from her friend, including the tattooed arms.”

Hu Ming drove back the way he came and explained casually.

To be honest, in the last century, after retiring from the army, Hu Ming's tattoos were still impossible to hide. Every summer, when Hu Ming went out with his tattoos, he would always attract some strange looks.

Even decades later, although social attitudes have improved considerably, some deeply ingrained beliefs remain.

In most people's eyes, tattoos are bad, especially for girls, who consider tattoos to be unconventional and rebellious.

Hu Ming could somewhat empathize with this feeling.

"Even though she drinks and she has tattoos, she's a good girl!"

Seeing a hint of apology on the fat man's face in the rearview mirror, Hu Ming smiled and whistled as he added.