Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 18 Tail

Yan Huai was stunned by what he saw. He was about to rush forward in a moment of impulse, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhang Qiling bending his knees and about to kneel down. So, Yan Huai instinctively reached out his right hand, which was reaching to pull out the branding knife, and supported him.

Yan Huai thought to himself: Zhang Qiling was terrified? His legs were practically weak...

Seeing Yan Huai's questioning gaze, Zhang Qiling, who was forced to stop, turned pale for a moment, and his chilling gurgling stopped abruptly.

The sound of the stone coffin lid falling back onto the coffin body pulled Yan Huai back to his senses. He turned his head and saw that the coffin lid was once again blown away with an annoying croaking sound of frogs. Zhang Qiling had already stood firm. If Yan Huai didn't make a move, he would never be able to live a normal life!

Everyone only saw a blur before Yan Huai intercepted the flying coffin lid with a speed that no normal person could achieve. The blade of the Branding Knife in his hand, combined with the movement and force of his legs, brought the coffin lid down from the sky. The blood corpse that had just emerged from the coffin was smashed back down before it could even take a step.

Although the coffin lid he helped put on the blood corpse was a bit crooked, Yan Huai still stood on it, leaning on his sword with both hands at the same time. The silver blade easily slid into the coffin lid as if cutting tofu right before everyone's eyes, and pinned the blood corpse, which was still trying to struggle, inside.

The blood corpse didn't come out, and although the coffin was almost broken, that was Yan Huai's doing and had nothing to do with the blood corpse, so the mission should be considered complete, right?

Just as Yan Huai was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the system suddenly reminded him: "Host, your transformation characteristics are about to appear, specifically in your tail."

"(⊙?⊙)" System, there's a reason you can't be human!

system:"......"

Taking advantage of Yan Huai's distraction, the blood-soaked corpse inside the stone coffin began to push its luck. An idea flashed through Yan Huai's mind, and he loosened his grip slightly, causing the blood-soaked corpse to smash even harder.

Seeing that Yan Huai seemed to be losing control of what was inside the stone coffin, everyone rushed forward to help. Yan Huai, noticing this, hurriedly shouted, "Don't come any closer! Find cover and close your eyes!"

Perhaps out of an instinctive reaction to the warning of danger, or perhaps out of an inexplicable trust in Yan Huai, everyone except Zhang Qiling stopped and obediently hid behind the four-legged cauldron and closed their eyes.

Yan Huai shouted this as a last resort, but he didn't expect these people to be so easy to fool, except... oh?

Zhang Qiling also turned her back, but before that, she gave Yan Huai a meaningful look and didn't look for anything to cover herself.

Before Yan Huai could delve into the meaning of Zhang Qiling's gaze, he felt something burrowing out from his tailbone. His pants were stretched taut, and his face turned bright red. The worst part was that this blood corpse had no sense of propriety!

Feeling stifled, Yan Huai gritted his teeth and slashed his hand across the blade of the branding knife. Instantly, a surge of blood pressure that compressed the air swept outwards, invigorating everyone present.

Zhang Qiling sensed something. He tilted his head slightly, but out of the corner of his eye, he only caught a glimpse of a dark blue tail. The tail disappeared into the downward passage behind the stone coffin, along with Yan Huai...

The tomb fell silent. Wu Xie could no longer suppress his itch. He opened his eyes and peered into the gap under the four-legged cauldron. There he saw the uncovered coffin and the bloodstains on the edge of the coffin lid.

"Where is Brother Yan?"

He ran away... Zhang Qiling was inexplicably amused by this answer in his mind. A smile flashed in his eyes, but when he looked at everyone again, he returned to his usual cold and indifferent expression: "I don't know."

When Wu Xie saw the bloodstains, which were larger than any he had seen before, his heart sank and his eyes immediately reddened. He thought that Yan Huai had met with some misfortune and was about to go forward to check when Zhang Qiling blocked his way.

"It's not safe here yet."

"We still don't know how Brother Keyan is doing!?" Wu Xie roared in a low voice. He had never experienced anything like this before. Fear, worry, and guilt all pressed down on him at once, almost making him lose his composure. "Could he have been dragged into the stone coffin by some ghostly thing?!"

Zhang Qiling lowered his eyes slightly and once again blocked Wu Xie's way. He didn't know how long Yan Huai's blood could suppress the blood corpse in the stone coffin, but the best way was to get these people in front of him out of the tomb as soon as possible.

"You must leave the tomb before dark, and don't touch anything here again!"

As Zhang Qiling spoke the second half of the sentence, his cold and sharp gaze suddenly swept across Da Pan and Da Kui's faces, startling them so much that they almost lost their footing, their faces filled with embarrassment and shame.

Wu Sansheng sensed the determination in Zhang Qiling's words and understood that he was thinking of their group. He stepped forward and pulled his stubborn nephew aside, trying to smooth things over, saying, "What are you doing, you silly boy! With Brother Yan's skills, he can lift a coffin weighing several thousand pounds in no time. How could a mere dumpling possibly handle that? Besides, we might see each other again soon. Let's leave here now!"

"Yes, Third Master, Brother Yan is a lucky man, he'll be alright." Da Pan echoed.

Wu Xie clenched his fists, his brows furrowing deeply. Brother Yan did it all to save them...

"Alright, alright!" Wu Sansheng put his hand on Wu Xie's shoulder and squeezed it firmly. "I just saw a downward passage over there, let's go check it out!"

Wu Xie gritted his teeth and glanced at the bloodstains on the stone coffin again before following after it.

Meanwhile, Yan Huai, who was fleeing with his tail between his legs, only heard the system notification that the mission was completed when he ran into the passage.

"Congratulations, host, on completing mission three: preventing the blood corpse from breaking out of the coffin. Rewards: Bloodline perception ability and autonomous shapeshifting ability."

"System, are you leaking electricity?!" Otherwise, why are you so slow!

Yan Huai angrily retracted his tail, but the belt was broken and the pants were so torn that he could only hold them up by hand, and they still couldn't cover everything.

As for the cut on his hand from the knife, the system said that it had stopped bleeding and healed itself when Yan Huai was in the Blood Corpse Tomb and had bled out enough (the only humane thing to do), but Yan Huai didn't notice it.

"Host, the system is not leaking electricity; it is simply loading the task completion progress and verifying whether the task is completed."

"You're leaking electricity!"

System: "......" Okay! The host suffered the loss first, so the host has the final say.

"The fourth task is now issued. Please use your bloodline perception ability to retrieve what belongs to you. Completing the task will reward you with the ability to fly in your original form, one million in funds, and ten points. If you fail the task, the reward will be cancelled."