The Autobiography of a Tomb Raider

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Yao Yumeng was accompanied by three men, all with calm and steady gazes. These three wore suits and sunglasses, their hair neatly combed, saying nothing and standing silently.

“Yunfeng, is this your classmate?” Yao Yumeng asked, her eyes carrying a deep meaning as she looked at me.

I desperately tried to signal her with my eyes.

She smiled gently and said, “Since we ran into each other today, Yunfeng, let’s have a meal together. I have a few things I’d like to discuss with you privately.”

After saying that, she took out her flip phone and made a call. “Mm, it’s me. We’ll be there in about half an hour.”

As soon as the phone appeared, many people in the restaurant turned to look, including the yellow-haired guy. At the time, people who could afford such phones were seen as wealthy, and with three men in suits accompanying Yao Yumeng, the yellow-haired guy quickly swallowed and stopped trying to confront me.

“Your friend is calling you. Go ahead, Yunfeng. We’ll meet up later,” Li Jing, noticing my hesitation, generously encouraged me to go.

At Xingxing Grand Hotel, on the second floor, in a luxurious private room, dishes began to arrive one after another—fish and shrimp, all substantial dishes.

Yao Yumeng poured herself a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked at me. “Yunfeng, what are your plans for your team moving forward?”

I stopped my chopsticks mid-air and cautiously glanced at the three men in suits next to her.

“It’s fine, they’re our people,” Yao Yumeng set down her wine glass.

“Jade Sister, Big Brother has already gone to work. The head wants us to withdraw and leave here as soon as possible.” I said earnestly.

Yao Yumeng swirled her wine glass. “Hmm, that’s probably best. Big Brother still knows when to be prudent. Remember, once you leave Shunde, don’t come back.”

I was confused, so I asked why.

She ate a mouthful of food, set down her chopsticks, and said, “Our business is like the world of wuxia novels—advisors, killers, warriors, plots, and counterplots. You’re just starting out. As long as you’re loyal and follow Wang Xiansheng, your future is bright.”

“By the way, do you believe in mountain monsters and ghosts?” She suddenly changed the topic.

I shook my head, “No, people die and are buried, they don’t come back, no ghosts or gods.”

I spoke in a manner that sounded old-fashioned for someone my age, causing Yao Yumeng to smile gently.

She took out a small bag from her belongings, holding an eight-trigram compass, and placed it in front of me.

For some reason, all three needles on the compass suddenly pointed directly behind me.

Seeing my confused expression, Yao Yumeng jokingly warned, “Yunfeng, there’s a toothless old woman standing right behind you.”

Whether it was psychological suggestion or not, the moment she said that, I suddenly felt a chill on my back.

One of the men in the suits took off his sunglasses and shook his head. “Alright, Yao Yumeng, this kid’s appearance isn’t ordinary. Don’t tease him anymore.”

Yao Yumeng took back the compass.

“Here, take this. Consider it a talisman for protection.” She handed me a necklace.

The necklace was made of red string with a small ghau box at the end. Inside the box was a small yellow-red paper bundle.

“Thanks, Jade Sister,” I said, trying it around my neck. It fit well, and I covered it with my clothing so only a bit of the red string showed.

We continued chatting for a while, and Yao Yumeng shared some stories about Wang Xiansheng, stories that made me admire him even more, wondering when I would reach that level of respect on the street.

After a satisfying meal, I said goodbye to Yao Yumeng and even took a packed meal with me. Downstairs, Li Jing’s table had also dispersed, so they were probably heading home.

On the way back, I took out the talisman from time to time, looking at it more and more fondly.

“Third Brother, I’m back and brought food,” I said, pushing open the door to the inn.

“Third Brother? Third Brother?”

In front of me, the ground of the inn was covered with crumpled white paper. Sun Laosan was lying on the cement floor, surrounded by paper.

I picked up a paper ball and looked inside. The paper had many angles drawn with a compass, and there was a repeated drawing of a rope.

“Third Brother, what is this?” I asked, looking at the mess.

Sun Laosan looked pale, staring at the ceiling before suddenly laughing.

“I found it, I found it! I found the way to open the stone door!”

He suddenly sat up and grabbed my shoulder excitedly. “Yunfeng, I’ve figured it out! We can open it with a thick rope and the ‘curved needle’!”

I shook my head. “No, Third Brother. Even with a thickened curved needle, it’s just a tool, and tools still need people to use them. We don’t have enough people.”

I wasn’t just guessing. I thought there were three ways to open the tomb’s stone door beneath Feiye Mountain: First, we could try with forty to fifty people; second, use explosives, though there’s a high chance we could bury ourselves; or third, we report it to the national archaeological team to handle. Right now, we couldn’t do any of those, and with Wang Xiansheng’s reluctance, I felt Sun Laosan’s efforts were in vain.

“No, no,” Sun Laosan picked up a piece of paper from the ground and pointed to it excitedly for me to see.

I looked at it in confusion. The paper had a large basket drawn on it, along with three little calves.

When I remembered the thick rope he had drawn earlier, a lightning bolt rang in my head.

“Third Brother, you mean...”

“Haha,” he laughed, “Yes! With people and three calves, if we thicken the rope and the needle, we can pull open the stone!”

I was stunned by his wild idea. “Three calves? Can they pull it?”

“We’ll feed them!” he said enthusiastically.

“Think about it, Yunfeng. The hole we’re dealing with is small. Anything too big won’t fit. We can use the basket to send the calves down, let them eat and grow!”

I put my hand on his forehead. “Third Brother, are you okay? Are you feverish?”

He grabbed my hand. “Come on, Yunfeng, let’s do this with the boss!”

Looking at his serious face, I said with a bitter smile, “But the boss has already given up.”

“No worries about the boss,” he said confidently. “Just the three of us.”

“Are we hiding this from the boss? Isn’t that wrong?”

He grabbed my shoulder. “Yunfeng, don’t you think the boss is still out there?”

“Actually, he’s already back. He’s in Shunde.”

That night, around one in the morning, Sun Laosan took me to a secret place, hiding it from Wang Xiansheng.

When I entered the room, I was surprised to see Sun Laoda again, but what surprised me even more was the woman—a mole on her face.

Incense was lit, and in front of the mole, Laoda, Laosan, and I knelt on the ground.

Sun Laosan, hands clasped in prayer, said, “This plan’s future is uncertain, and the dangers are immense. If we end up buried in the tomb, we won’t regret it. But if we make it out, we’ll face all the law enforcement. No complaints.”

“We, the Sun family, value peace with the earth. Even if we become bones, we will let him return home.”

“I, Sun Liantian.”

“I, Sun Lianxing.”

“I, Xiang Yunfeng.”

The three of us spoke together. “Today, we become brothers, sharing blessings and burdens.”

We all bowed deeply.

A strange light appeared in the mole’s eyes.

This was truly an act of the unimaginable, doing what others would never dare to do.

Even knowing the tiger lies ahead, we chose to march toward the tiger’s den.