Tomb raiding live stream: Starting as the mute Zhang

"Quick! Don't stop!"

Pan Zi roared and swung his machete even faster, slicing through the vines and branches blocking his path.

The group raced through the dense forest.

The sticky dragging sound and the faint sound of water behind me did not recede; instead, they became clearer and clearer.

It felt as if countless slippery things were crawling along the ground, closely following behind.

What's even more chilling is the feeling of being spied on.

Cold and sticky, like maggots clinging to the bones.

Even without turning around, one could clearly feel the malicious gazes coming from the thick fog behind.

"Damn it, what the hell is that?!"

Wang Pangzi was panting heavily as he ran, cursing as he went, glancing back every now and then.

Apart from the churning gray-white mist, nothing could be seen.

But that sound and feeling can't be faked.

"Don't look back! Run!"

Black Bear's voice came.

He had somehow landed at the rear of the group, a short-handled hunting knife in his hand, his sharp eyes scanning the fog behind him.

A Ning and Jiang Xun Gu stood guard on either side of Huo Xiu Xiu and Xie Yu Chen.

They all gripped their weapons, their expressions tense.

Wu Xie felt as if his lungs were about to explode, and his legs felt as heavy as lead.

But he dared not stop.

The voice behind them grew closer and closer.

He could even smell a strange odor, a mixture of watery, rotten, and some indescribably sweet, wafting from the mist behind him.

Just then, Panzi and Lao Gen, who were leading the way, suddenly stopped and raised their hands to signal.

"stop!"

The group stopped abruptly, nearly collided.

Just a dozen meters ahead, the forest path that should have continued was blocked by a large mudslide that had slid down the hillside.

Slippery mud, gravel, and broken trees were mixed together.

This created an obstacle several meters high, completely cutting off their path.

"broken!"

Pan Zi's face turned ugly.

"It rained a few days ago, and the slope here is unstable... This road is impassable!"

"Go back?"

Ah Ning immediately asked, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she knew it was impossible.

That ghostly thing is chasing after us.

"Turn left!"

Xie Yuchen made a quick decision and pointed to a slope on the left with relatively sparse vegetation and a gentler slope.

"Uphill! Go around this landslide area!"

There was no time to hesitate.

Panzi immediately turned and led the way, rushing down the slope to the left.

The crowd followed closely behind.

The slope was slippery, covered with moss and loose pebbles, making it extremely difficult to climb.

The dragging sounds and the sound of water behind them seemed to have noticed their change of direction.

Follow closely.

And it seems to be moving even faster.

"No! I can't shake them off like this!"

Jiang Xun Gu glanced back at the thick fog and said calmly.

"That thing is following our scent or movements; we can't outrun it in this forest!"

"So what do we do? Fight it?"

Fatty Wang was panting heavily.

"Too much trouble."

Zhang Qiling, who had been silently following beside him, suddenly spoke up.

The voice remained calm, but the pace of speech quickened slightly.

He kept walking, but his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding terrain.

Zhang Qiling spoke almost simultaneously: "Divide them away."

The two exchanged a glance and instantly understood each other's meaning.

No need for much communication.

Zhang Qiling suddenly stopped and turned back without warning.

It sped off in the direction from which it had come, the direction from which the dragging and water sounds were most intense!

His movements were so fast that he only left a blur in place.

It disappeared into the thick fog in an instant.

"Hey bro!"

Wu Xie was shocked and was about to rush over after him.

"Don't make things worse!"

Hei Xiazi grabbed him and pressed him down, his tone unusually serious.

"Mute Zhang knows what he's doing! Listen to them!"

Almost at the same time that Zhang Qiling rushed out, "Zhang Qiling" also moved.

But he did not rush backward.

Instead, he swayed towards a denser thicket of bushes to his side.

It disappeared inside like a wisp of smoke.

With a few leaps, they disappeared from everyone's sight.

"This way! Keep going!"

Although Pan Zi was also worried, he had more faith in the methods of these two men.

He gritted his teeth and urged everyone to continue climbing.

Wu Xie's heart jumped into his throat.

But knowing that he couldn't hesitate and hold back at this moment, he could only grit his teeth and keep up.

They had just climbed to the top of the slope and hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath.

Then they heard an unusual sound coming from the fog behind them.

It wasn't the sound of being dragged.

Instead, it was a dull sound, like the impact and tumbling of a heavy object.

This was followed by several short, sharp screechs that were completely unlike human voices.

It then quickly disappeared into the distance, seemingly being led in another direction.

At the same time, a rustling sound came from the bushes to the side.

It was accompanied by a slight sound, like a branch breaking or a heavy object falling to the ground.

Then it quickly subsided.

The feeling of being watched from behind and the sticky dragging sound in the thick fog had clearly diminished and faded away.

"They...lured the things away?"

Huo Xiuxiu asked, still shaken.

"It should be."

Hei Xiazi listened intently for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes remained alert.

"Don't relax, hurry! Take advantage of the opening and get out of this area quickly!"

No one dared to be negligent.

Led by Panzi, they moved laterally along the top of the slope, trying to bypass the landslide area and find a new path down the mountain.

After running for about a mile, the trees ahead began to thin out, and it seemed we were almost at the edge of this ridge.

Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps and shouts came from the woods to the right and below.

We are rapidly approaching them in this direction!

"Quick! Run!"

"Don't stop! They're catching up!"

"Help! Help me out!"

Judging from the voices, there were both men and women, and they were terrified.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight disheveled figures tumbled and crawled out of the woods below.

They were all dressed in rags, covered in mud and blood, their faces etched with extreme fear.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face and a panicked look in his eyes.

Holding a pistol that was already empty of bullets, it was Wang Luan!

Following behind him were several equally disheveled dog companions.

There were also three men dressed in local homespun clothes, who were equally panicked at the moment.

One of them with a scar on his face should be "Ghost Face" Yang Biao.

A little behind them were several other people dressed differently, but equally disheveled.

There are men and women.

The leader was a woman who looked to be in her thirties with a fierce look in her eyes, and her face was also deathly pale.

It was Luo Sangu and her people!

These two groups of people might have originally harbored their own ulterior motives, or even been enemies of each other.

They suddenly merged into one group and fled for their lives.

It felt as if a vengeful ghost was chasing after them.

As soon as they rushed out of the woods, they saw Wu Xie and his group on the slope.

First stunned.

Immediately, a ruthless and urgent glint flashed in Wang Luan's eyes.

They ignored everything and charged straight towards Wu Xie and his group.

He was shouting, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

He's clearly trying to shift the blame elsewhere.

He lured the pursuers to Wu Xie and his group so he could escape!

"Son of a bitch!"

Pan Zi cursed angrily and raised his hunting rifle to aim at Wang Luan.

But someone was faster than him!

Just as Wang Luan was about to rush up the slope, less than ten meters away from Wu Xie and the others.

From the shadow of a large tree nearby, a figure flashed out like a ghost!

It's "Zhang Qiling"!

He didn't know when he had gotten around to this direction.

It was as if they had anticipated that Wang Luan would run this way.

Wang Luan felt a blur before his eyes.

A leg flashed, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and swept fiercely toward his chest!

He didn't have time to make any effective response.

He only had time to hastily raise his arms to block in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Wang Luan felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding car.

A sharp pain shot through my arms as I blocked the attack.

My chest felt so tight that my vision blurred.

He was thrown off the ground and flew backward uncontrollably.

It crashed hard into the thick trunk of a tree behind it.

Then it rolled to the ground.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, curled up, and couldn't get up for a while.

All of this happened too fast.

It was only after the Wang fellow and Luo Sangu's men who were following behind reacted that things started to change.

"Zhang Qiling" has already pulled his legs back and is standing quietly on the edge of the slope.

They blocked their path as they charged forward.

His face remained expressionless.

He merely glanced indifferently at the group of terrified, routed soldiers.

Finally, the ball landed on Wang Luan, who had been kicked away by him.

"This road is blocked."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable coldness.

Those few of Wang's buddies instinctively wanted to raise their guns.

But when you see Zhang Qiling's calm yet unfathomable eyes...

Then he saw that Panzi, Heixiazi, Aning and others behind him had already raised their guns and weapons.

They froze, not daring to move.

Luo Sangu's expression changed.

He glanced at "Zhang Qiling" blocking his way, then at the woods behind him where pursuers might appear.

He gritted his teeth and gave his men behind him a look, signaling them not to move.

She is a pragmatic woman.

The group in front of us is clearly not to be trifled with, and there's something even more terrifying behind them.

Forcing your way in is not a wise move.

Wu Xie's group was also stunned.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiling acted so swiftly and decisively, crippling the leader, Wang Luan, with a single kick.

Just then.

From the woods behind, the eerie dragging and splashing sounds rang out again.

And it's even closer and clearer than before!

You can even hear a faint, gnawing "crunch" sound mixed in with it.

The remaining members of the Wang and Luo families turned deathly pale.

His eyes were filled with despair.

"It's...it's those things! They're chasing us again!"

Yang Biao's voice trembled as he pointed back the way he came, his fingers shaking violently.

Thick fog rolled in from the edge of the forest they had emerged from.

Several shadowy, distorted, and strangely shaped figures.

It is slowly but steadily "moving" out.