Chapter 33: The Tomb (Part 2)

  "Kid, why is someone here alone? Where are your family?"

  In the pitch-black wilderness, everything was desolate and quiet. A ten-year-old child crouched on the ground, with both hands clutching his head, hiding it between his knees, his whole body trembling, unsure if it was from cold or not.

  The child heard the voice and suddenly raised his head. A ten-year-old child, yet with a mature and aloof expression, coldly stared at the woman who was talking to him.

  The woman looked very young, with her hair coiled up, wearing a red cheongsam, looking beautiful and elegant, with a warm smile on her face.

  The woman slowly squatted down, stretched out her hand and stroked the child's hair, saying: "Child, what's wrong?"

  The child suddenly slapped away the woman's hand and said coldly: "Go away, don't bother me."

  The woman didn't leave but continued to speak warmly: "What's your name? Judging from your age, you seem a few years older than my son."

  The child hugged his head tightly and shook it vigorously, saying: "Go away! Don't talk to me!"

  The woman said: "Why can't I talk to you?"

  The child raised his head, a pair of blood-red eyeballs in the pitch-black night, especially frightening, as if he had eaten human flesh.

  The child stared at the woman with such eyes and said: "Because I am a monster, I was born with disaster."

  The woman looked at the child, without showing a frightened or terrified expression, but her eyes revealed a deep sadness. The woman smiled and said: "How am I not? We are the same."

  She finished speaking, and only then did the child realize that this woman had a faint aura of death on her body, which was innate. To others, she might also be a monster.

  The woman stroked the child's hair, speaking softly: "My child was taken away from me at birth because I'm a monster. They were afraid I'd eat him. I... never even saw my child, don't know what he looks like... I've always been alone, never dared to stay in one place for too long, fearing discovery of my differences. Child, we're the same... but no matter what, don't be crushed. You haven't done anything wrong, shouldn't be hated. Child, don't cry..."

  For the first time, someone said he had done nothing wrong and was innocent. At that moment, the child seemed to have been redeemed.

  Later, the child lived in the village and followed the woman. The woman often told him about her own son, but unfortunately, she had never seen her own child. The boy always thought that if one day he could leave the village, he would definitely help her find her child back, he would definitely...

  ……

  Tangzi...

  Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang shivered at the same time, Wen Baiyu said: "What's going on?"

  The old man repeated: "Tangzi... I don't know if it's really called that either."

  The old man said, looking at Yu Wei Yang again, "Well, I won't say, young man, your facial features have a few points similar to Xiao Hong's, especially... those eyes, Xiao Hong's eyes are extremely beautiful, when speaking, always smiling with curved corners, alas... now it's too late to say anything."

  Yu Wei Yang heard someone say that he looked like Xiao Hong again, and in his heart, besides feeling strange, there was also a faint sense of fear, but he didn't know what he was afraid of.

  They finished their breakfast and left the farmhouse with their luggage.

  Wen Baiyu still hadn't recovered from the shock and asked, "You guys say, is the Tangzi that Old Master mentioned the same one we know?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou shook his head, his face expressionless, and his tone was also very calm, saying: "Can't see it."

  Wen Baiyu thought, even if Wan Kuang Jing Hou couldn't see it, then maybe that person wasn't the tall and large but exceptionally silly Tang Zi they knew?

  "But it's also not ruled out."

  "What does it mean?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "Although I have not seen the tomb bird, but also in ancient books to see records, the tomb bird thirty and burn, because the tomb bird tribe touched the anger of heaven, can not like phoenix in fire rebirth, but into a pile of black soil, with the approach of burning time, the tomb bird will also be subject to heavenly punishment, divine power weakened, gradually exhausted. Assuming Tang Zi is really a tomb bird, this year is also the thirtieth year, then he can mix in the crowd without being discovered, may be due to the reason of divine power exhaustion...... However, these are all hearsay from ancient books, and there is no way to verify."

  Yu Wei Yang suddenly spoke up, "Isn't this strange? Let's not talk about whether Tang Zi is a grave bird or not, but just say that the grave bird clan, why should they be punished by heaven? And what about that little red one, the villagers themselves think she's a good person, just because they heard she was the child of Zongzi and a human, they want to burn her alive. Little Red didn't do anything to harm heaven or reason."

  Wen Baiyu also sighed, listening to such a story early in the morning.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Let's go up the mountain and take a look, isn't it the 15th today?"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou nodded.

  They climbed up the mountain for an hour, Wen Baiyu was sweating profusely and couldn't walk anymore. Wan Qi Jing Hou stopped and said: "Tired? I'll carry you."

  Wen Baiyu hastily waved his hand, Yu Wei Yang was still there, let Wan Kuang Jing Hou carry himself, that would be too embarrassing.

  As they spoke, raindrops began to fall, and Wen Baiyu looked up and said, "Is it raining?"

  Yu Wei furrowed his brow and said: "Why is it raining again? It's not easy to walk in the mountains when it rains. Let's hurry up, I don't know if we can find a place today."

  Three people quickened their pace and walked up the mountain. After a while, Wan Qi Jing Hou suddenly stopped and looked down at the ground, saying: "Those people have been here."

  Wen Baiyu took a look and indeed found an excavation pit on the ground, but there was no digging, which seemed to indicate that there was no tomb chamber underneath.

  Yu Wei Yang stood beside him, looking around in all directions, and suddenly pointed ahead, saying: "Hey, there's a hole over there."

  Three people walked over and indeed saw a large pit on the ground, dug very deep, with a tunnel inside the deep pit.

  Wen Baiyu jumped down into the pit and said: "Huh? What's this on the ground?"

  He said, lowering his head to look, "Drip, drip..." Suddenly, the back of his neck felt cool, as if rainwater had dripped onto Wen Baiyu's neck.

  Wen Baiyu stretched out her hand and wiped it, saying: "The raindrops are still quite big..."

  His words stopped there, and he suddenly let out a loud "Ah!" before thudding to the ground with a "thud", staring at his palm in shock. On it was not transparent rainwater, but blood...

  Yu Wei Yang was shocked and said: "How is there blood?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou raised his head, and beside them was a very tall tree with dense leaves. The trunk of the tree, which should have been dark brown, was now flowing with blood, and the bright red blood flowed down along the trunk, accumulating in a small pool at the base of the tree.

  Wen Baiyu was frightened and opened her eyes wide, saying: "Tree... tree is bleeding?"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou narrowed his eyes and said: "There is someone on the tree."

  "Is anyone there?!"

  Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang exclaimed in unison.

  The Wan Xi Jing Hou added another sentence, saying: "Dead people, just died."

  Wen Baiyu couldn't help but shudder again and said: "How did a dead person climb up the tree..."

  Wen Baiyu tilted his head back and looked up, but the leaves were dense, and the trees were too tall, so he couldn't see clearly with his eyesight.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "It should be the group of people who left in the morning."

  Wen Baiyu said: "Was this pit also dug by them? I see that it has just been excavated, have they gone in yet? Is the tomb of Xiang Wang really down there?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "I don't know."

  He said, and immediately took off his backpack, then took out a shovel from inside. Wen Baiyu was somewhat excited, as Wan Jingshou was digging for the first time.

  Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang stood beside the pit, Wan Xi Jing Hou slightly bent down, inserted the shovel into the soil, then twisted the iron rod, and slowly tapped downwards, as if listening to something while tapping.

  Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang both held their breaths. Wen Baiyu didn't know what Wan Jie Jing Hou was doing, but it looked very professional.

  Yu Wei Yang, although just an antique shop owner, had also heard some stories about the Taoist world. Some masters were said to be able to tell if there was a tomb underground simply by the feeling of digging with a shovel and the mud brought up by it.

  Wan Qi Jinghou suddenly stopped striking, then reached out to bring the shovel back, threw it aside and said: "There is a hollow sound below, indeed there is a tomb underneath."

  "Wan Baiyu said: 'Shall we go down?'"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou nodded, still the same as ever, took out a flashlight from his backpack and handed it to Wen Bai Yu, then said: "Hold the dagger tightly, follow me closely, those people on the tree died under very suspicious circumstances."

  Wen Baiyu felt a chill run down his back as soon as he heard this, and quickly followed Wan Jijinghou, turning his head to say to Yu Wangyang: "Follow closely."

  Yu Wei nodded and followed Wan Qi Jing Hou and Wen Bai Yu into the cave of thieves.

  The cave is very deep, at least over 15 meters, and very steep. At the bottom of the cave is a tomb chamber.

  As soon as Wen Baiyu came in, he felt a chill and his arm hairs stood on end. He couldn't help but rub his arms and said, "It's so cold."

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "It's a corpse gas, accumulated for a very long time."

  Wen Baiyu was taken aback and said: "You say, is this really Xiang Wang's true grave?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou shook his head and said: "I don't know."

  Yu Wenyang said: "Let's go a bit further and take a look."

  Three people walked in, and the tomb chamber that came down was very large. The tomb chamber displayed various burial objects, with more than a dozen stone carvings of maids holding stone lamps. Each maid's facial carving was vivid and lifelike, with different expressions, and each one was a great beauty.

  Wen Baiyu walked over, took a closer look and said: "Wow, the carving is really beautiful."

  Yu Wei Yang was also surprised and carefully observed, saying: "This carving is really amazing, it's like it's alive."

  Wen Baiyu hastily said "Pfft pfft pfft", saying: "What nonsense, don't spout rubbish, it's too scary to talk like that in a grave."

  Yu Wei Yang: "......"

  It is very strange that there are four huge bronze bells at the four corners of the tomb chamber, which look very heavy, just like the bells in the temple where monks beat them. However, these bronze bells are not hung up but are buckled to the ground.

  Wen Baiyu said: "What are these bells for?"

  Yu Wenyang said: "I don't know either, but judging from the appearance, it's really an old thing. Even if this tomb is not the real tomb of King Xiang, it must be an old pit."

  Wen Baiyu looked at him with shining eyes and said, "Don't make any rash moves, or you'll provoke Zongzi into a rage. If we all end up as corpses, it's all over for us."

  Yu Wei Yang pouted and said: "I'll just take a look, don't be so nervous."

  Three people walked out of the tomb chamber and into the tomb passage. Strangely, there were also many bronze bells on the ground in the tomb passage.

  The murals and carvings in the tomb passage are very exquisite. Yu Wei Yang took out his flashlight to illuminate the murals and said, "Is this really King Xiang's tomb? Look at these murals! It's the story of King Xiang and Hong Yu, I've only seen it in an ancient book before, but the pages were torn off at the back, I haven't read the whole thing yet."

  The first mural is a forest, with a large bird perched on a branch, surrounded by soldiers holding long spears. A man wearing a long robe rides a horse, followed by a figure resembling a civil official.

  The man in a long gown looked up and was staring at the swan on the branch, as if talking to it.

  Wen Baiyu pointed at the man in the long gown and said: "Is this Xiang Wang? Who is that person behind him?"

  Yu Wei Yang said: "I'm not sure, maybe they were guests who came to eat. In their time, didn't people like to raise some strategists and food guests?"

  They walked along the tomb path, and the second mural was of the guests behind speaking, pointing at the swan on the branch, with extremely agitated facial expressions, as if making a speech.

  Wen Baiyu looked and suddenly grabbed Wan Qi Jinghou, saying: "You see, on the back of this guest's hand!"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou nodded and said: "It's a sign of flames."

  The guest's hand had a flame emblem on the back, exactly the same as the flame tattoos they had encountered before, which made Wen Baiyu even more curious.

  The third mural is a swan with something long and thin in its beak, similar to a branch. Its wings are clearly injured. This mural must depict the swan plucking out its own wing bones to make a dagger.

  The next painting is of a soldier binding the swan goose with iron chains, the swan goose spreading its wings, its eyes seeming to gaze at King Xiang, although it's just a mural, but it's carved vividly, Wen Baiyu always feels that the swan goose's eyes are extremely sorrowful, making one's heart feel tight.

  Yu Wenyang said: "This Xiang Wang is really ruthless."

  The next few paintings all feature the customer with the flame emblem, and Wen Baiyu said strangely: "Who is this person after all? The inscription last time didn't mention him, but every painting has him, which means he's an important figure. But why isn't there any record of him?"

  Yu Wei Yang stroked his chin and said, "That's right. Even if Xiang Wang is mysterious, there are still folk tales and legends that record him, but they have been heavily edited with a lot of added text, so they're not very credible. But this person doesn't even have any records at all."

  "Wen Baiyu said: 'And his flame tattoo is also very suspicious!'"

  Three people continued to walk in, and there was a mural depicting the scene of Hong'e transforming into human form. In this mural, Hong'e's eyes were red gemstones.

  Yu Wei Yang exclaimed, "This gemstone is small, but it looks too valuable... Ah, have you noticed that this swan goose's appearance resembles yours?"

  He said, and patted Wen Baiyu's arm.

  Wen Baiyu couldn't help but take a closer look at the mural after he mentioned it. The mural depicted Hong Yu sitting on the floor of the grand hall, his body bound by chains. At the entrance of the hall stood a man in a long robe, who was Xiang Wang. The two people seemed to be staring at each other, but what they were saying was unknown. Hong Yu's eyes were also filled with sorrow.

  Wen Baiyu gazed into his ruby eyes, as if being sucked in, the sorrowful gaze made Wen Baiyu's heart tremble with resonance, and he panicked.

  Wen Baiyu slowly raised her hand, as if enchanted, and used her fingers to touch the rubies on the wall painting.

  "Don't touch!"

  Wan Kuang Jinghou suddenly shouted in a low voice, and Wen Baiyu was startled by his shout, frightened to the point of trembling, and quickly withdrew her hand, but it was too late, Wen Baiyu still touched the ruby on the mural.

  "Bang!"

  "Bang! Bang!!"

  "Bang——"

  Yu Wei Yang suddenly felt a thrill and said: "What sound?"

  Wen Baiyu was also frightened, in the pitch-black tomb passage, the bronze bells on both sides suddenly emitted a huge sound, violently shaking and striking the stone slabs of the tomb chamber, making "clang clang" sounds, as if something inside was about to crawl out at any moment.

  "Bang!"

  A loud voice, Wen Baiyu only felt that his ankle was suddenly grasped by a hand, scaring him into letting out a loud "ah".

  Wen Baiyu looked down and saw that it was a bloody hand, tightly grasping his ankle, and Wen Baiyu's pants were already stained with blood.

  That bloody hand was stretched out from the side of Wen Baiyu's Du Zhong.

  Wen Baiyu was so frightened that he didn't dare move, Wan Jie Jinghou grabbed him with one hand and with a "whoosh" sound drew out the Longlin dagger from its scabbard.

  “Whoosh——” A loud sound, the back of Blood Hand's hand was cut open with a large gash, and blood flowed out. Blood Hand suddenly shrank back, and Wen Baiyu hastily retreated backwards. However, after shrinking back, that Blood Hand suddenly stretched forward again, and with a "swish" sound, it clawed several bloody marks on Wen Baiyu's thigh. The fingernails almost sank into his flesh, as if wanting to tear off Wen Baiyu's skin alive.

  Wen Baiyu's legs suddenly lost all sensation, and she couldn't even stand up straight. She stumbled into Wang Qi Jing Hou's arms, trembling as she said: "I... my legs..."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou put the person on his back and said, "There is poison on your bloody hands."

  Wen Baiyu suddenly opened his eyes wide, pointing forward and shouting: "Yu Wei Yang! Yu Wei Yang!"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou's eyes narrowed, and with a sudden kick, the giant cymbal beside him was kicked into the air, spinning several times before landing with a loud "clang", perfectly covering Rain Yu Yang underneath.

  The bell rang, and the person underneath was revealed to be a man covered in blood. His arms, which were tattooed with flames, were stained with blood, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and there was a large gash on his chest that seemed to have been ripped open by someone, with his intestines almost spilling out. Although he clearly had no chance of survival, he somehow managed to get up from the ground, his expression dull, and began to slowly approach them step by step.

  Wen Bai's hand covered her mouth, almost vomiting, it was too disgusting. The man walked while blood flowed down from the gaping wound in his abdomen.

  The man walked towards them, lifting his hands which were covered in blood, both his own and Wen Baiyu's. He lifted his hands, his expression dull but eerily terrifying, and stuck out his bloody tongue to lick his own blood. A "hah... hah..." sound came from his throat as he whispered: "Blood... blood..."

  Wen Bai's back was numb all over, and she heard the man panting heavily, saying: "Blood... save me... save me..."

  He said, his eyes growing greedy as he stared at the wound on Wen Baiyu's leg.

  Wen Baiyu tightly grasped Wang Ju's shoulder and said: "He... has he gone mad?!"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "He has been controlled by someone."

  Wen Baiyu didn't know that although the man was controlled, Wen Baiyu's blood had also triggered the man's self-rescue consciousness.

  The strange man stumbled forward, Wan Jie Jing Hou narrowed his eyes, the dragon-scale dagger in his hand turned once, and then heard a "hiss" sound, followed by the man's wailing voice. Wan Jie Jing Hou had actually cut off a piece of flesh with tattoos on the man's arm.

  The man covered his arm and suddenly knelt on the ground, wailing loudly. Wen Baiyu listened to that sound and trembled with fear.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou held a dagger pointed at the man and slowly backed away, saying: "Hold me tight."

  Wen Baiyu nodded vigorously twice.

  Wan Zijunghou suddenly lifted the rain gauge on the ground while passing by the bell.

  Yu Wei Yang was grabbed by the collar, and he couldn't feel any tenderness from Wan Kuang Jing Hou at all. It was simply discriminatory treatment, almost choking him to death. However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the man with a split belly and didn't mind Wan Kuang Jing Hou's roughness anymore. Without a word of protest, he immediately got up from the ground and followed Wan Kuang Jing Hou into the tomb passage.

  Wen Baiyu's consciousness was a bit scattered, and he lay on Wang Ju's back, his hands getting weaker and weaker, slowly unable to hold onto Wang Ju.

  Yu Wei Yang saw Wen Bai Yu's pale face and said: "There's no one chasing us from behind, let's stop for a bit, Wen Bai Yu seems to be in a bad state."

  Three people walked into a stone room, and Wan Qi Jing Hou placed Wen Bai Yu on a stone platform. Wen Bai Yu had already closed his eyes and lost consciousness, his face was pale and pitiful, with tightly furrowed brows, the wound on his leg still bleeding, staining his entire pant leg wet.

  Yu Wei Yang was frightened and said: "What's going on?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's face looked very unsightly, and he said: "The person from just now is already dead. His body has been poisoned with corpse poison, which can control his actions. It seems like there is someone guarding the back of this grave, nothing inside can be moved."

  Yu Wei Yang remembered, Wen Bai Yu had only touched the ruby on the wall painting.

  Yu Wei Yang hastily took off his backpack, which he had specially brought with many wound medicines and hemostatic agents. He frantically searched for bandages while saying: "I, I have hemostatic medicine, quickly wrap him up, Wen Bai Yu has lost a lot of blood."

  Yu Wei Yang was still frantically searching for a bandage, when he turned around, he couldn't help but jump in fright, then his old face turned bright red, and he let out a low cry of "Ah...", saying: "You... at this time, you're still..."

  It's no wonder that Yu Yang's old face turned red, he turned his head and saw Wan Qi Jing Hou lowering his head, and had already torn open the hem of Wen Baiyu's pants, on Wen Baiyu's white thighs were three bloody scratch marks, looking exceptionally terrifying.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou then lowered his head and gently kissed the wound on Wen Bai Yu's leg, before extending his tongue to carefully lick it.

  Before Rain Wenyang finished speaking, Wen Baiyu's wound on his leg was licked and slowly healed, more effective than any hemostatic drug, and the bleeding stopped immediately.

  Yu Wei Yang was shocked, staring at the two people for a long time without being able to speak.

  Wen Baiyu felt a chill run down her spine, as if she was about to turn into an ice cube. Her body was gradually numbing, but later on, for some unknown reason, the wound stopped hurting and the numbness slowly receded, replaced by a faint coolness and itchiness.

  "Ah..."

  Wen Bai's body arched up, and she suddenly let out a moan. She then sighed and stretched out her hand to subconsciously hold onto Wan Kuang Jing Hou's head, without even opening her eyes.

  Yu Wei Yang: "......"

  Yu Wei Yang's heart was extremely conflicted at this moment, Wan Xi Jing Hou could actually make Wen Bai Yu's wound heal instantly, which was a good thing, but he was also very afraid that the scene in front of him would become restricted, this is still a grave, you should go home if you want to be intimate!

  When Wen Baiyu woke up, he felt something was off. There was a cool, slippery thing sliding on his legs, and someone was holding his waist and legs in place. His legs were numb and itchy, feeling extremely comfortable, and he gradually started to feel something below...

  "Hmm..."

  Wen Baiyu let out another sigh, and Yu Yang had already helplessly turned his back on him.

  Wen Baiyu slowly came to from her daze, suddenly jolted awake, quickly sat up, clamped her legs together, and completely lifted her head!

  Wan Kui Jing Hou saw that he was awake and the wound on Wen Bai Yu's leg had almost healed, so he lifted his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

  "Gulp!"

  Wen Baiyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Wan Kuang Jinghou with a desire to cry but had no choice.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou was very calm and said: "Is the wound still painful?"

  Wen Baiyu hastily shook his head, thinking that the wound didn't hurt at all, what hurt was below! He was suddenly licked by Wan Qi Jinghou and felt it!

  And it's still in front of Yu Wei Yang, what kind of expression should I use to face Boss Yu later!

  Yu Wei Yang pretended to have just discovered that he was awake, turned his head and said in an exaggerated tone: "Ah! You're awake! That's great! The wound isn't bleeding either..."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  It seems that I'm not the only one who's embarrassed, Wen Baiyu felt relieved instantly.

  "Can you walk?"

  Although Wen Baiyu felt that his legs no longer hurt, he was still uncomfortable below and would reveal the truth if he stood up. He shook his head and reluctantly said: "That... I'm a bit out of energy, let me... rest for a while."

  Yu Wei Yang's brain automatically filled in Wen Bai Yu, because of the thrill, his whole body was weak, and his old face turned red again. He quickly walked to the side and sat down to rest.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou nodded and took out water from his backpack, handing it to Wen Bai Yu. He then sat down beside her and said, "Drink."

  Wen Baiyu was indeed thirsty, half from fright and half from parched thirst!

  Wen Baiyu was unscrewing a bottle and drinking water when Wan Jingshou suddenly lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "I want to kiss you."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu almost choked, her face turned red, and she barely held back a cough.

  At this moment, Wan Xi Jing Hou was completely unaware, suddenly grabbed one of Wen Bai Yu's hands and pressed it on his own...

  "Cough! Hiccup——cough cough cough cough!"

  Wen Baiyu finally couldn't hold back a mouthful of water, and he violently coughed it out. The cough was so intense that it felt like his heart was being torn apart. Wen Baiyu's hand was pressed down by him, although they were separated by the fabric of his pants, but Wen Baiyu could clearly feel that Wan Jingshou was also extremely excited...

  Wan Xi Jing Hou lowered his head again and leaned in closer. Wen Bai Yu hastily pulled away from him, saying: "Wait, I...I don't want to!"

  Wen Baiyu saw a faint hint of loss on Wan Kuang's face for an instant, and his voice was very light as he said, "Sorry, I've troubled you."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Damn it!

  Wen Baiyu's heart wailed in sorrow, when did it start, from what time on, Wan Kuang Jinghou actually learned to pretend to be wronged!!

  Wen Baiyu looked at Wan Kuang Jing Hou's expression, feeling like a heinous capitalist oppressing the suffering people, simply unforgivable.

  Wen Baiyu hastily grabbed Wan Jijinghou's sleeve, then swallowed hard and said in a low voice: "Uh... I mean... this is a grave... it's not good, let's go out..."

  Wen Baiyu really couldn't say anything more, he wanted to bite his own tongue off. As a straight man, the Wen family was still waiting for him to carry on the family line. Wen Baiyu's parents had passed away early, and both of his uncles were bachelors. Wen Baiyu was the only one left, and he just wanted to cover his head and cry. He thought that as the only descendant, he wouldn't be able to hold on anymore, and soon it would all collapse. He didn't know if the ancestors' graves in the Wen family would start emitting green smoke...

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou listened to him and immediately restored his usual expression, then held Wen Bai Yu's hand, and gently scratched the palm of his hand, saying: "Good."

  What's so good about it!

  Not good at all!

  Wen Baiyu wiped away her tears and pulled her hand out of Wan Jiahui's, saying "Alright, let's continue on our way."

  Wan Qi Jinghou first stood up, took out a paper towel from his backpack, spilled water on the ground, and wiped away the bloodstain of Wen Baiyu.

  Wen Baiyu looked at his movements and said in confusion: "Why are you still sweeping the tomb?"

  Yu Wei Yang couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing with a "pfft" sound.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou cleaned up the bloodstains and said: "So as not to be discovered by unclean things or glutinous rice balls."

  Wen Baiyu nodded in agreement, thinking it made sense, and that was how Wan Jingshou did things!

  "Your blood... tastes very good."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu wanted to take back his previous words, but Wan Xizong was being so mysterious and unpredictable...

  They came out of the stone chamber and continued to walk inside, where there were murals in the tomb passage. Except for the first tomb passage that mentioned Hong Yu, the murals in other passages all depicted the achievements of King Xiang, making him seem like a good ruler, but it's unknown whether there are any beautifying elements here.

  Wen Baiyu looked at the tomb path and suddenly exclaimed "hmm", shining his flashlight on one of them.

  This mural is a young man, in the forest, under heavy rain, he holds a wounded little bird in his arms...

  Wen Baiyu stared at the mural and Yu Xiangyang said: "What does this mean? Is this young man also King Xiang?"

  Wen Baiyu said: "I saw a mirage in the Longmu Mausoleum of Longbeigou Village, which is exactly the same as this mural... King Xiang saved an injured white bird in his early years. The left wing of the white bird had a broken feather bone. At that time, it was raining heavily, and King Xiang covered the little bird with his arms to shelter from the rain."

  "Left wing?"

  Yu Wei Yang said: "So to speak, Xiang Wang still has a favor for Hong Yu, it's also the left wing, no wonder Xiang Wang wants Hong Yu's bones, Hong Yu didn't hesitate to give him his bones, was it to repay a debt of gratitude?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou didn't say a word from start to finish, he just kept staring deeply at the mural, narrowing his eyes as if thinking about something, but couldn't quite think of it.

  In the tomb path, there were copper bells hanging everywhere. Wen Baiyu had a good memory this time and followed Wang Jue tightly without touching anything.

  Wen Baiyu said in a low voice: "You say this is really strange, there are only dead people in the tomb passage, but no zongzi."

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "Underneath the bronze bell, they must all be grave robbers, touching things they shouldn't have touched."

  "Wen Baiyu shuddered and said: 'That... that's cruel enough, intestines are all spilled out...'"

  Yu Wei Yang felt nauseous just thinking about the scene earlier and covered her mouth, saying: "Stop talking!"

  They continued walking in, the intricate patterns becoming more and more exquisite, the air growing cooler and cooler. Wen Baiyu rubbed her arm and said, "Why is it so cold?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "It's corpse energy. We're approaching the main tomb chamber."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang were both stunned. In front of them was a large gate with an upward-opening style, which had already been opened, and something was stuck underneath it to prevent the door from falling back down.

  The gate was not fully open, and at the bottom there was a gap that could allow an adult man to crawl through.

  They had to bend down to see the scene inside.

  Before the three people had even walked past, a voice suddenly came from inside the door - a man's shrill cry.

  "No!! Don't!! Help!! Save me!! Ahhhhhh----"

  Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang were both startled by the mournful cry, their hair standing on end. However, they couldn't see anything and didn't dare to lean forward to take a closer look.

  Suddenly there was a "slap" sound, something fell on the edge of the open door, and a piece of blood splattered out.

  Wen Baiyu was still in a daze when he was already wrapped around his waist by Wan Kuangjinghou, taking a step back, and the bloodstain did not splash on his body.

  But Yu Wei Yang wasn't so lucky, he stood at the door and felt a warm wetness on his pant leg, looked down and saw that it was blood splattered all over, right by the door, a severed hand lay there, still bleeding!

  Yu Wei's face turned pale, his chest felt congested, his lips trembled twice, and his legs weakened to the point of almost kneeling on the ground. He retreated several steps and leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

  Wen Baiyu looked at him and knew he was frightened. Wan Kuang Jing Hou stretched out his hand to let him retreat, saying: "You stand here and don't move."

  Wen Baiyu wanted to grab him and said: "Where are you going?"

  But Wan Kuang Jing Hou's movements were even faster. In the blink of an eye, he had already crouched down and slid quickly through the gate.

  Wen Baiyu still wanted to call out to him, but then she saw the severed hand, and her teeth chattered as she closed her mouth. She went over to support Yu Yang instead.

  Yu Wei's face was deathly pale, as if he had fainted from blood loss. A large patch of blood on the ground made people feel nauseous.

  The gate was quiet, and after Wan Qi Jing Hou entered, there was not a single sound. At this moment, the sound of "da da" came from the tomb passage.

  Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang tensed up at the same time, a light came from the dark tomb passage, Wen Baiyu felt his eyes were flashed by the light, then someone shouted loudly: "Someone! Don't move! Move again will be shot!"

  A group of people in uniform came out of the tomb, each carrying a gun. They were startled to see strangers inside, and then they saw the severed hand and bloodstains on the ground.

  Several men showed a look of terror on their faces, and one of them said: "He... they are human or ghosts!"

  "Can't be zongzi, right!?"

  "Who cares if it's a dumpling! Give me a shot! If it's a dumpling, let it die more thoroughly!"

  They said this and raised their guns at Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang.

  Just at this moment, a rumbling sound came from the stone gate, and it slowly lifted up bit by bit.

  Then several men holding guns suddenly showed extremely terrified expressions on their faces, chattering with fear as they stared at something behind the two of them, as if they had seen something frightening.

  Wen Baiyu still thought that Wan Kuang Jing Hou had come out, but seeing their expressions, he felt very wrong, and a chill of cold air surged from behind, as if something was really standing behind them.

  Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang both subconsciously didn't dare turn their heads back, standing stiffly.

  Several men's teeth chattered even more violently, their voices trembling as they said: "Ghost... ghost... ghost!!"

  A man suddenly pulled the trigger, but just as his finger was about to pull it down, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and blood flowed from all five senses. With a "bang", he fell backwards and lay straight on the ground.

  Several men were frightened and retreated several steps before turning around and running wildly towards the tomb passage.

  Wen Baiyu and Yu Wei Yang also didn't know whether they should feel lucky or unlucky at this time.

  Wen Baiyu's hands were clenched tightly, and he suddenly turned his head back. A gust of wind blew by, and when he turned around, there was no one behind him, empty and desolate, not even a shadow, let alone a ghostly figure!

  The stone gate was wide open, and inside were two coffins. The sight that met the eye was one of extreme luxury, but most importantly, there was no one in the main chamber!

  There is no King of the Ten Thousand Generals.

  Wen Baiyu's heart tightened and she asked, "Where is Wan Qi Jinghou?"

  Two people rushed into the tomb chamber, except for burial objects and coffins, it was quiet inside, nothing else.

  Yu Wei Yang said: "Will there be a mechanism here that can lead to other places? Otherwise, how did Wan Qi Jing Hou suddenly disappear?"

  He said, turned his head around, and was suddenly frightened. He saw that one of the coffins in the tomb was open, with a person lying inside.

  But upon closer inspection, it wasn't a person, but rather an enormous jade carving.

  The woman lay quietly in the coffin, her eyes closed, her face serene. Her hair was styled up and she wore a bright red cheongsam.

  Even with her eyes closed, it's clear that her eyebrows and eyes resemble those of Yu Wei Yang!

  A woman held a piece of blood jade in her hand...

  Wen Baiyu opened her big eyes and said: "Is this the little red that the villagers talked about?"

  Yu Wei Yang said: "What's in her hand is a Blood Jade!"

  Wen Baiyu didn't dare to move, so she took two steps closer and lowered her head to take a look. The blood jade was not intact, it seemed that a part of it had been knocked off, leaving only an irregular shape. The color of the blood jade was very warm, but as soon as she thought about how it was formed by being soaked in blood, she felt a chill run down her spine.

  Wen Baiyu said strangely: "Why should Xiaohong be buried in Xiang Wang's tomb?"

  Yu Wei Yang didn't know either, Wen Bai Yu said: "Let's find Wan Xi Jing Hou first."

  Wen Baiyu turned around in the tomb, but didn't see anything like a mechanism. He didn't dare touch anything carelessly, and just as he was at a loss for what to do, he suddenly saw a familiar pattern on another coffin.

  Wen Baiyu quickly walked over, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. On the side of another coffin, in an inconspicuous place, was engraved a flame pattern, with some tiny characters next to it that Wen Baiyu couldn't understand, so she thought of calling Yu Yang to take a look.

  Wen Baiyu just said: "Yu Wei Yang! Quick..."

  Come quickly to see what hasn't been said, the coffin lid suddenly quietly opened, Wen Baiyu was frightened with wide eyes, a big hand stretched out from the coffin and grabbed Wen Baiyu, in an instant pulling him into the coffin.

  Yu Wei Yang heard the sound and turned his head, but the coffin lid had already closed quietly. Yu Wei Yang turned around, but there was no one behind him, not even Wen Bai Yu.

  Yu Wei Yang suddenly tensed up and dared not speak loudly, saying: "Wen Bai Yu? Where are you? Wen Bai Yu?"

  No one answered him...

  Wen Baiyu was dragged into the coffin and fainted instantly. The bottom of the coffin was hollow, and the man pulled him down, carrying Wen Baiyu on his shoulder after exiting the hole.

  Underneath the coffin there is another sky, and there is a tomb passage connecting it, which is the second underground level of the tomb.

  That man carried Wen Baiyu and continued to move forward. When he reached the fork in the road, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Without turning around, he let out a low chuckle and said with a gloomy smile towards the dark tomb: "I really didn't expect that you would actually come out alive. It's not easy to get rid of you, you've really surprised me."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou stood in the darkness, his body covered in blood, with wounds of all sizes, some deep enough to see bone, and bleeding profusely, but all the wounds were healing automatically.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's face was cold and gloomy, filled with a restless aura, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the person carrying Wen Bai Yu, saying: "Put him down."

  That man did not put down Wen Baiyu, but said: "I want his blood."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's voice was cold and menacing, with a hint of ferocity that inspired fear, saying: "I said, put him down. Otherwise, I'll kill you first."