Tomb Raiding: The Bloodline of Dragons and Snakes, Starting from the Kunlun Divine Palace

He handed the sail to Wu Tianjiao, asking, "This thing is so big, can you hang it up yourself?"

Normally, Xiao Ge could help Wu Tianjiao, but now he is Zhang Hao, not Zhang Qiling. If he shows off his superb skills, he will be suspected.

Wu Tianjiao nodded, "Trust me."

Then Wu Tianjiao picked up the sail and flew quickly toward the mast.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Don't underestimate that piece of cloth; it weighs five or six hundred pounds. An average person can only lift about two hundred pounds at most. And how did he manage to fly up that long, thin pole in 760 degrees?

After hanging the canvas on the flagpole, Wu Tianjiao immediately made a hand gesture.

The young man immediately directed everyone to grab the ropes and pull the canvas up. Only when the canvas was up could it fulfill its intended purpose.

Wu Tianjiao, on the other hand, remained on top.

He needs to control the direction.

With such strong winds, if they lose their bearings, they don't know where they'll end up.

"One, two, three, come on! One, two, three, come on!"

On the deck, the young man was leading everyone in a hard-working effort, pulling on the ropes, trying to get the sails up as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, the entire ship was rocking violently, and Wu Xie, A Ning, and some of the crew members could barely stand. But they still didn't give up.

Because everyone knew in their hearts that this might be their only chance to survive. The sails were about to be raised.

Just then, another ship appeared on the turbulent sea.

It's much bigger than their ship.

But what's really strange is that there seems to be hardly anyone on the ship.

Inside the cabin, something resembling fireflies was constantly floating around. However, they knew it couldn't possibly be fireflies. Firstly, fireflies are very small, while what they were seeing was about the size of a palm.

Secondly, this is the sea, not land, let alone grassland, so how could it be fireflies? They look more like ghosts.

"It's a ghost ship, it must be the legendary ghost ship." Someone immediately recognized what it was.

"I knew it! How could such a good weather suddenly turn into such heavy rain and strong winds? It turns out there's a ghost ship causing trouble. We're doomed! If we encounter a ghost ship, none of us will survive."

The sudden appearance of this ghost ship caused some of the crew members who had initially seen hope to immediately lose their composure.

Some of the more timid ones even knelt down, repeatedly kowtowing and begging for mercy.

In their view, they must have angered the spirits here, which is why the ghost ship came out to cause trouble.

"Hey everyone, don't kneel down! The sails aren't even up yet." The young man was speechless upon seeing this.

They had no choice but to rely on their own strength. Fortunately, Wu Xie and A Ning were there to help. The wind and waves grew stronger, and the so-called ghost ship was getting closer and closer to them.

With a loud bang, the two ships even collided head-on, nearly capsizing their small, dilapidated boat. Even Wu Tianjiao, who was on the sail, almost fell off due to the huge impact.

Although there was no real harm done, the crew members were terrified and extremely nervous.

They were terrified that some monster might suddenly jump out of the ghost ship and devour them.

"Everyone, forget about that. The most important thing right now is to get the sails up," the young man said.

Wu Xie, A Ning, Fatty, and the others nodded, although they were also quite frightened by the bizarre scene. But Zhang Hao was right; right now, nothing was more important than raising the sails.

Even if they were trying to escape, they needed to raise the sails to do so.

With such strong winds blowing at sea and heavy rain falling from the sky, and no one to help, getting the sail working properly was no easy task.

Even if Wu Tianjiao hung the sail, they still had to get it up and running.

Xiao Ge, Wu Xie, Fatty, A Ning, and a few other crew members who weren't terrified kept straining. Just then, an unknown strange thing suddenly flew up from the ghost ship opposite. It looked like a hand, but it had a head.

It flew straight to Aning's neck.

Before Wu Xie and the others could react...

Ah Ning felt as if something was grabbing her and pulling her backward with all its might, and then she fell headfirst to the ground.

Then she quickly retreated, as if she had been dragged away by someone. But what was it that dragged Aning away?

What is that strange thing that looks like a hand?

But it was only about the size of a hand; where did it get the strength to drag Aning away? Even if Aning was light, she must have weighed at least 100 pounds.

After being dragged away, Aning was pulled directly onto the ghost ship.

"Aning."

Wu Xie yelled and rushed to save her without hesitation. The reason he's called "Tianzhen" (meaning "innocent") is because he's simple-minded; in his heart, human life is more important than anything else.

In his attempt to save people, Wu Xie, with an unexpected burst of strength, leaped from their ship onto the opposite ghost ship. However, he still suffered a sway from the fall.

Wu Xie was in so much pain that he rolled around on the ground.

A few minutes later, Wu Xie got up from the ground.

It was pitch black on the boat, so Wu Xie took out a flashlight to search for A Ning's whereabouts.

"Ah Ning, Ah Ning, where are you? Can you answer me if you hear me?" Wu Xie glanced at the so-called ghost ship.

Although the ship is large, the interior is quite old.

A ship this big couldn't possibly be this old.

It is at least a product of twenty or thirty years ago.

With every step Wu Xie took, a creaking sound could be heard, sending chills down one's spine.

However, Wu Xie did not stop searching for A Ning.

Uncle San has mysteriously disappeared, and it's very likely that A Ning knows where he is.

So even for his third uncle's sake, Wu Xie had to find her. As he walked, something green suddenly flashed past behind him.

Although Wu Xie didn't turn around, he saw it out of the corner of his eye.

My body tensed instantly, I was so nervous I couldn't control myself.

I saw strange, ghost-like things on this ship when I was outside.

Could there really be a ghost on this ship?

Chapter 145: Chen Wenjin's Archaeological Team's Tomb Excavation Record

Wu Xie involuntarily swallowed. His palms were sweaty, and he couldn't help but feel afraid. Right now, he was all alone.

I wonder how Tian Ge and the others are doing with the sails. I hope they can come find me soon. Wu Xie quickened his pace.

But he always felt like something was following him. However, when he turned around, he found nothing. The word "strange" simply couldn't describe this place.

Wu Xie arrived at a cabin on a ship. He couldn't find A Ning, but he found something else.

Wu Xie put the flashlight in his mouth and then flipped through the notebook page by page.

Wu Xie was surprised to find that the handwriting on it was actually his third uncle's.

It records some of the archaeological records from twenty years ago when my third uncle and Chen Wenjin's archaeological team went down to the tomb.

"So Uncle San came here twenty years ago," Wu Xie muttered to himself.

Wu Xie then flipped through the notebook page by page. To his shock, he discovered that the notebook also mentioned the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish, and even included a simplified drawing of the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish.

Wu Xie wondered if there might be a secret hidden behind the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish on it.

So Wu Xie continued flipping through the pages, but found the pages empty.

Forget about decryption; even the notes are gone.

Trying to draw water with a bamboo basket—it's all for naught. Another wasted effort.

But how did Uncle Three's notebook end up here?

Could this be the same ship that Uncle Three and his archaeological team used back then?

Look at how rusty this ship is; it must have been submerged in seawater for at least a decade.

There is a 99% chance that this ship is the same one belonging to Chen Wenjin's archaeological team.

The ship was so badly damaged and had been submerged at sea for so long.

If it weren't for this storm, it wouldn't have surfaced at all. That means the ship must have been wrecked. I really don't know how my third uncle survived.

No wonder Chen Wenjin was missing. Wu Xie searched the area near where the notebook had fallen and found a photograph. Then, something even more surprising happened.

The photo Wu Xie is holding is a group photo, and the people in it should all be members of the archaeological team from back then.

However, Wu Xie didn't recognize most of them. But apart from his third uncle Wu Sansheng and Chen Wenjin, whom he had only seen in photos a few times, he actually found someone who looked quite familiar.

It turned out to be a young man.

And the guy back then looks exactly the same as he does now. But with Wu Tianjiao's example, the idea of ​​eternal youth isn't particularly surprising anymore.

What's truly surprising is that the young man was actually a member of the Xisha archaeological team twenty years ago. Neither his third uncle nor the young man himself had ever mentioned this to him. Furthermore, he had once asked his third uncle about the young man's fighting skills. His third uncle told him that he didn't know much about the young man.

They were just a group of lamas.

Because of his trust in his third uncle, Wu Xie believed his words without hesitation, only to find out now that they were all lies. However, a single photograph cannot prove that the person in it is indeed Xiao Ge, as there are many people in the world who look alike.

But Wu Xie had a feeling that this person was most likely Xiao Ge.