The Lost Tomb : Tibetan Sea Flower

Chapter 84: What did Little Brother Tell Fatty?

I gave the loudest roar I had ever given in my life, not only from the pain, but also anger at the fact that Fatty had concealed this from me.

After my hand was set, the sharp pain emanating from within my skin slowly scattered. The unbearably bitter feeling disappeared, and I was left with a throbbing pain that seemed tolerable. I moved my arm a little, and even though the pain was still unbearable, it wasn't the kind that left my mind blank, unable to even think.

"The ligaments and muscles are strained, and the cartilage is also very seriously injured. Try not to use this hand. We need to go out and make a bandage to wrap around your neck." Fatty said: "First, you should check and see if I did it right. If I didn't, I'll break it for you and start all over again. I can't afford to pay if you become crippled."

I lay down gasping and tried to regain my composure, before asking Fatty, "What did he say to you?"

"Who said what?" Fatty asked vaguely, as he copied me and lay down to rest. King Yama was still trying to climb in, but we all ignored it.

"Inadequate Brother, is it useful to play dumb at this time?" I asked. "You always have a hundred things to say, so if you stay quiet, it must be true. You must be going crazy trying to keep it in. Come on, don't embarrass yourself."

Fatty glared at me: "Ah, little guy, recently you've been quite cocky, even with your manner of speech. I'm not happy with what you said. Let me tell you, I, Fat Master, am able to hold my tongue."

I knew from his expression that I was right, but he could hold out for a few more days if we fought. The problem was that he was used to it, but I couldn't stand it.

I stewed over it for a while and came up with a solution. Although it wasn't quite appropriate, I knew there wasn't any other convenient way, so I said, "I didn't tell you about Yunyun." I looked at my fingernails under the torch. "But I can hold it in, too."

I saw Fatty crawling over, "You're lying."

"The information I want to exchange with you, you know how important it is to me. I wouldn't lie about it."

Fatty thought for a moment and immediately believed me: "Who taught you to be so bad? You said you weren't like this before. Don't you know this kind of thing is wrong?"

"You tell me first." I looked at my fingernails, not at all worried. After all this time, I knew what kind of mentality was needed in order to obtain my own information. Moreover, I knew that my analysis was definitely correct. How could Fatty have hidden such a secret in his heart for so long, suppressing it to such an extent that he was completely numb? He must be dying to tell me.

Fatty lay back, "He told me that you might come to Tibet. He said that if you encounter three things in Tibet, I should give you something."

"What three things?" My heart was surprisingly calm as Fatty spoke in a very gentle manner. He didn't hesitate as he spoke and I knew he definitely wasn't lying. But I had already told myself that I wouldn't be disturbed by any information again.

"First thing, you found his statue." Fatty said: "This proves that you found the place where he began to lose his connection to the world. This statue was completed by the best craftsman in the temple at that time. It was his only projection in this world."

My palms were a little wet, but it definitely wasn't because I was nervous. It was the cold sweat from bearing so much pain that was coming out.

"What's the second thing?" I asked.

Fatty said: "The second thing... you haven't reached it yet, so I can't tell you."

"If you told me, wouldn't I reach it faster?" I asked.

"With your sharp temper, if I told you, you'd certainly spend your whole life searching for it. Little Brother isn't your only friend, I am too. I also cherish my friends, and no one wants to see you waste your whole life." Fatty said: "I'll keep accompanying you. I think we can reach the second condition."

"Then you're carrying whatever he wanted you to give me?" I was plotting out how to steal it, ready to rob by any means. Fatty wouldn't kill me anyways.

"No, that thing is at your final destination." Fatty said. "There are many things there and you won't know which one it is. I'll have to tell you which one he wants you to see."

I took a deep breath, my heart feeling a little strange. I tried to suppress my emotions, but there were still some inexplicable ripples that made it through. I had to suppress them immediately; otherwise my heartbeat would immediately accelerate and the anxiety would drive me crazy.

"Can you not be so nauseating? Come and help, I feel something strange." Just as I was trying to suppress my emotions, Short Feng spoke up from the bottom of the gap. "It looks like a stone gate."