The Autobiography of a Tomb Raider

Chapter Vol. 1 Ch. 7

Sun Lao Er got more and more furious as he spoke, his forehead veins bulging, looking like he was about to strike anyone at any moment.

Sun Lao San also shook his head and sighed. He then pressed the intercom and said, "Boss, there’s a new situation below. This pit has already been tampered with."

There was a minute of silence from the intercom, then Wang Ba Tou coldly said, "When was it tampered with? Did you guys get into the main tomb chamber?"

"No, we're still in the tomb passage. Just now, some water washed over a towel. Don’t even think about it, it must have been stolen recently. Boss, you know the people from the south, they rarely leave anything valuable after raiding a tomb."

Wang Ba Tou thought for a moment and then said, "Old Er, here’s the plan: You go check the main tomb chamber. If there’s nothing left there, you don’t need to go to the ear chambers. Just tidy up and come back."

"Understood, Boss," Sun Lao Er put down the intercom.

I don’t smoke, but my nose is sensitive. Just then, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

"Why does Er Ge smell like incense?" I asked in confusion.

At my question, Sun Lao Er exaggeratedly sniffed the air, turning to look at Sun Lao San with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"That’s right. We didn’t notice earlier, but this is Nanxiang (sandalwood)." His expression suddenly became serious.

"Er Ge and San Ge, what’s wrong? Is there something wrong with the sandalwood?" I asked, noticing their solemn expressions.

I thought to myself, wealthy people in the past were often buried in gold silk nan wood coffins, so the scent of sandalwood in the wood should be normal, right?

The relaxed expressions on the Sun family brothers’ faces disappeared.

"Yun Feng, give me your hand."

"Huh? What do you need my hand for?" I asked, puzzled, and extended my hand.

"Er Ge, what are you doing?" I cried out in surprise as he suddenly slashed my finger with a sharp dagger.

Bright red blood oozed out, and the Sun family brothers, one after the other, smeared my blood on their wrists.

"Er Ge, San Ge, why are you smearing my blood?" I complained, sucking on my wounded finger.

Sun Lao Er told me at that time:

The red light on the intercom flashed, and Wang Ba Tou gave remote instructions: "A tomb with blue clay can’t possibly be without a main tomb chamber. Look around and try going left to check the West Ear Chamber."

"Received, Boss, how much time do we have left?"

"There's still two hours and forty-five minutes until it's safe at dawn. Try to speed up."

"Got it." Sun Lao Er released the intercom, then led me and Sun Lao San around the stone wall and towards the West Ear Chamber.

It was my first time seeing the ear chamber of a tomb, which was essentially a hollowed-out small room. Judging by the water stains on the walls, it was clear that this room had been submerged in water for a long time.

What did I see at that moment?

At first glance, I saw piles of bronze artifacts, a large number of them, all messily stacked on the floor of the West Ear Chamber. Some of the bronze artifacts were broken, while others were intact. There were small round cauldrons, square cauldrons, bronze sickles, bronze beans, and bronze cups. There must have been dozens of pieces just from the first glance!

"We hit the jackpot, we hit the jackpot!"

Sun Lao Er’s eyes turned red. He spoke incoherently into the intercom, "Boss! We hit the jackpot! We found dozens of bronze artifacts in the West Ear Chamber! Black lacquered ancient mercury rust! Genuine Western Zhou tomb goods!"

Wang Ba Tou had seen his share of big discoveries, so he responded calmly through the intercom, "Transport them in batches, get everything out."

"Understood." Sun Lao Er pulled out a snake-skin cloth bag and muttered, "These southern rats must have turned vegetarian, leaving us all this meat. I really should thank their ancestors eight generations back!"

Sun Lao San, who was more steady, frowned and said in a deep voice, "Er Ge, something feels off. The southern rats' noses are just as good as ours. There’s no way they couldn’t have smelled all this meat. This doesn’t make sense."

Sun Lao Er didn’t mind the toxic mercury rust at all. He picked up a small bronze square cauldron and kissed it. "Haha, baby, let’s go home with me!"

And he didn’t forget to add, "Old San, I’ve noticed you’ve become more cautious. Why think so much? Let me ask you this, if a bunch of female college students stripped off their clothes and lay on the ground, what would you do?"

"Definitely deal with it later," Sun Lao San replied without hesitation.

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