Tomb Raider: I Became the Young Master of the Crescent Hotel

Mop was so scared that he took these words as an imperial decree.

At the camp, Wuxie was guarding the door with a dagger in hand, his eyesight not yet fully recovered.

Chen Wenjin was alone and had run out of supplies. Wuxie's tent was the easiest to steal from among the three tents, so when Wuxie wasn't looking, she searched for some dry food and planned to take it away.

It happened that Wuxie recovered at this moment and saw her.

"who!"

Chen Wenjin was quite skilled and pushed Wuxie away and ran out.

When Wu Xie went out to chase someone, he saw the snake tide outside. Fatty Wang waved at him and said, "Go back!"

The two entered the tent, and Fatty Wang breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, as long as we don't go out, we'll probably be fine."

Yin Qiaomu gave the young man an injection of serum, and the snake outside crawled into the tent.

"A snake tide is coming. I don't know if the mud outside the tent can hold up."

A snake was crawling on the top, and Yin Qiaomu was terrified. "I hope it won't collapse..."

Zhang Qiling heard the sound of something breaking. "Be careful!" He shouted to avoid being hit by the top.

Yin Qiaomu lay on the ground. "Brother..."

Zhang Qiling made a hushing gesture with his hand and said, "Don't be afraid."

Yin Qiaomu nodded fiercely, "I'm not afraid!"

Then I found a comfortable place, closed my eyes, and relaxed my body.

The night was peaceful and uneventful, which was a blessing in disguise.

When everyone came out the next day, it was a mess outside. The tents were almost collapsed and the ground was covered with traces of snakes crawling.

Luo Que trotted over to Yin Qiaomu and asked, "Master, are you okay?"

Yin Qiaomu shook his head. Now was not the time to settle the accounts. "It's okay. Let's eat first. We have to leave here today."

With the young man around, Yin Qiumu has the confidence to make decisions. With him around, he will have support even if he makes the wrong decision.

Erye regained his confidence to act decisively and also found his way out.

Ah Ning reported her findings. "When we came here, I used a telescope to explore the surroundings. There is a temple not far ahead. If we still can't find any trace of the Third Master, we will go there."

Ah Meng drew some water and said, "Brothers! Wash off the mud on your bodies!"

Fatty Wang sighed, "A Ning, you go first. We'll wash up after you're done."

Ah Ning did not refuse. "Okay, I'll be quick. You guys get ready first."

Yin Qiaomu, Wuxie and Zhang Qiling take a shower together; Fatty Wang, Luo Que and Ameng take a shower together; Pan Zi's wound cannot come into contact with water, so he is responsible for using the artificial shower.

There were two people on Yin Qiumu's left and right. Wuxie Boiled Chicken's figure was nothing special. He was not as good as himself.

Although I have fallen in the past two years, I still have a mermaid line.

The guy’s figure is so amazing that even Wuxie couldn’t help but feel jealous.

"You're quite thin, how come you have everything you need?" Wuxie lowered his head and patted his belly.

Yin Qiaomu wiped the water off his hair and comforted him, "Brother, that's something you learn through practice. With your ability to fall on flat ground, you should practice more."

Pan Zi was pouring water tirelessly, and would occasionally join in the fun.

"By the way, Mumu, I met a clay man yesterday. He was sneaking around and trying to steal our dry food. He was very agile and I didn't catch him."

Yin Qiaomu and Wuxie looked at each other, then looked away. Yin Qiaomu lowered his head to wash his body, and then inadvertently reminded Wuxie.

"That clay figure should be a woman. Fatty Wang has seen it before, and he has sharp eyes, so he shouldn't be wrong."

"How many girls do you know?"

Wuxie's eyes widened. "I don't know any woman!"

Pan Zi couldn't help laughing out loud, then covered his mouth and said, "Second Master, I can testify that the third master has never known more than a pair of hands of women since he was a child."

Wu Xie fell into deep thought, "Is it the dead Chen Wenjin?"

Yin Qiumu looked at him with approval. The child has grown up.

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"I'm not sure if she's still alive. Chen Wenjin left a message for Dingzhu Zhuoma, saying that he would wait for us at the destination for ten days. If we couldn't wait, he would go in on his own."

Yin Qiaomu was almost done washing, and left a clue for Wuxie when he left, "It, Chen Wenjin wrote it down more than once in his notes. Chen Wenjin is afraid of this it!"

Wuxie was horrified. “Someone among us got into it?!”

Pan Zi shook his head. "It's hard to say, but I'm sure our people will be fine."

After taking a shower, Yin Qiumu became a refreshed and handsome boy again.

He shook his white hair, and Ning wrung out her hair. Seeing Yin Qiaomu's expression, she asked curiously, "Second Master, why is your hair still white when it grows out?"

Aning had investigated Yin Qiumu and knew that his hair was originally black, but she didn't know about the changes that took place after Yin Qiumu entered the bronze door.

"Because I am a god! Believe it or not, I even saved your life."

"I believe!"

Yin Qiaomu raised his head in surprise, met An Ning's gaze, and smiled.

"Then you have to repay me. I didn't save you in vain."

"it is good!"