Chapter 462: Small pattern Chapter 462: Small pattern The ancient tomb chanism is ever-changing.
The stone door plumted from above, and the atmosphere around instantly tensed, an invisible aura of danger enveloping those present.
Su Xiaochi glanced around and noticed that only two had followed them in.
“Well, it’s just the four of us now, keep up.”
Fortunately, the signal booster Wen Nuan had given was quite effective; despite being split into two groups, they were still able to keep in touch.
“Be careful, sothing’s off.”
As Tang Shu walked, she observed the chanisms. Those branches, though they looked irregular, were coated with a layer of barely visible black, likely caused by so kind of drug.
Just to be safe, she took out a porcelain vase and poured out a Detoxification Pill for each person.
“Swallow this, and if you feel unwell, let know.”
“What’s this?”
The two n who had followed in looked at the small, dark pills without imdiately swallowing them, hints of a refreshing dicinal fragrance lingering at their nostrils.
This stuff is traditional Chinese dicine!
Upon seeing the person across from them pop it into their mouth like candy, they urgently exclaid.
“Team Leader Su!”
This thing is dicine, and you can’t just take it willy-nilly, especially when it’s traditional Chinese dicine!
In the minds of the two n, traditional Chinese dicine was sothing that required experience; the older it was, the more popular it was supposed to be, yet Tang Shu looked so young that they guessed she probably hadn’t even touched the threshold of Chinese dicine.
“Relax, Sister Tang’s dicine is usually hard to co by; you guys are even being choosy now.”
On hearing this, the two hesitated, exchanged glances, and then tossed the pills into their mouths.
Since their own team leader said it was fine, they had nothing to hesitate about. Of course, it was definitely not because they trusted Tang Shu, but because of Su Xiaochi.
Tang Shu gave her a glance, “Team Leader Su?”
“Mmm-hmm, sounds impressive, doesn’t it?”
“It does have a certain ring to it.”
“Right? Right? If you’re interested, you’re welco to join!”
Having set her sights on Tang Shu a while ago, Su Xiaochi took the opportunity to recruit her, “Although the salary can’t compare to what you make as an actress, what we do serves the people, and it’s pretty cool to talk about.”
Tang Shu was surprised, “Can it even be talked about?”
Even though she was from ancient tis, she had co to understand quite a bit about this era during her ti here. People like Wen Nuan were mostly unsung heroes, the kind whose deeds couldn’t be disclosed with a single word.
“…”
Su Xiaochi was montarily embarrassed upon hearing this and heaved a resigned sigh after a pause.
“That’s the thing; once soone becos smart, they really aren’t that easy to fool.”
Tang Shu: “…”
I knew it.
The two male team mbers, originally on edge from their surroundings, felt a bit like they were overreacting after listening to the banter between the two.
They were being small-minded.
Team Leader Su truly lived up to her na, even chatting away in a situation like this; a marvel indeed.
But their conversation didn’t last long; another scream echoed ahead, bouncing off the walls for a long ti. Everyone’s hearts tightened, and they hurried forward.
By the ti the four caught up, the three Tomb Robbers on the ground were gasping for breath, with injuries on the abdon, legs, and limbs, each wound oozing thick, dark blood.
“It’s snake poison.”
Slling the scent wafting in the air, Tang Shu instantly identified the poison without second-guessing.
She walked over and squatted down in front of one of them, lightly pressed a few points on his body, and imdiately, the bleeding from his leg stopped, astonishing Su Xiaochi and the other two.
“Your technique… is it acupoint-pressing?”
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