The Lost Tomb : Extras & Special Stories

(Extra Story: 2016 Chinese New Year Special) Chapter 9: Source of the Salt

There really wasn't anything to say, so we all remained silent. We couldn't determine what the situation outside was like and could only use our imaginations. I was the type of person who always wanted to see the whole picture, but I also knew the price of doing so. If we broke through this copper wall, it was possible that the rapids outside would rush in and we'd be swept hundreds of meters down the tunnel. I had feared death and been so careful during these past ten years, so it would be really ironic if I died searching for a fish.

I suddenly didn't know what I was doing here. It was as if I had been bewitched by something and came upon this kind of situation again. I would never make such a mistake before. I had remained absolutely calm for ten years, but for some reason, I lost it.

As we continued to go down, I looked at Poker-Face, who was moving steadily ahead. That was when I suddenly realized something.

I had been making my own decisions over the past ten years and acting accordingly. I was normally a cautious person. The fact that my family's small shop that I ran wasn't so successful was one such example of this. Of course, my ability at that time was limited, but my personality was also a huge factor in maintaining the status quo. I had greatly improved my ability over those ten years, but I had finally returned to making my own decisions. Either way, my character had always been cautious.

But when the three of us were together, I naturally gave up my decision-making habits. Although I still made independent judgments and could face any kind of problem directly, I wasn't the engine of this small group.

I was in Rain Village, but that definitely wasn't the case now. The engine of this small group was now exploring the path ahead.

I actually felt relieved when I thought of this. I had initially thought that Poker-Face got involved in this matter because he wanted to tell me something and just didn't know how to explain it clearly. If he was trying so hard to convey something to me, then it showed that he had enough confidence to ensure that this matter developed smoothly.

Most of the instructions Poker-Face had given me in the past were correct, and almost all the dangers I had encountered were of my own making. Now that I was following him, I was ready to listen to whatever he said. I believed it was much more reliable for him to be walking up front than me.

I straightened my headlamp, relaxed a little, and decided to focus on earnestly completing this adventure instead of pretending to be a Big Bad Wolf.

Lei Benchang watched us knocking on the salt clusters in horror. After finding something strange, the three of us had solemn looks on our faces and remained silent. Then, we suddenly turned and continued going down the tunnel. It was clear he didn't understand what had happened. And to make matters worse, Fatty started ruffling his hair and complaining about how careless he had been just now.

Lei Benchang must have thought we had discovered something and didn't want to tell him. He was very embarrassed and vaguely worried that the situation had taken a bad turn.

After climbing down for seven hours, the salt clusters became so thick that it was difficult for us to pass. We had to break them off most of the time just so we could get through. Our collars and cuffs were full of salt clusters and my stomach continued to ache for a while, but it wasn't as bad as before. Finally, we heard the sound of running water and a strong wind. Even the breeze blowing through the tunnel grew stronger and stronger. After going down for another ten minutes, Poker-Face finally whispered, "We're here."

We climbed out one by one, and when it was my turn, I could see countless salt particles floating in the air in front of my headlamp. The ground in front of the exit was covered in salt, making it look just like snow. The area seemed to be very empty, and our headlamps couldn't reach the end.