Chapter 88 Bronze Cauldron 3

  Wen Baiyu was kissed by Wan Qi Jinghou until she was out of breath, at first Wen Baiyu just wanted to show off her power, but for Wan Qi Jinghou, this was no different from playing with fire.

  Wen Bai's mind quickly became a mess, she couldn't react to anything, her hands tightly wrapped around Wang Qi Jing Hou's waist, her eyes closed tight, her lips bitten by Wang Qi Jing Hou were both painful and itchy, she could only take deep breaths through her nose, making a series of heavy breathing sounds.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou looked at Wen Bai Yu's appearance, smiled and heavily bit his lips, saying: "This time let you off first, there are many people here, wait until we go out to settle the account."

  Wen Baiyu let out a "hiss" sound, covering her mouth with her hand, and when she touched it, it hurt, obviously bleeding. She mumbled: "You're a dog."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou looked at him and said with a profound meaning: "You don't know what I belong to?"

  Wen Bai's face turned red, and she really didn't want to discuss this shameless topic with him again.

  Wen Baiyu didn't know that the action of showing off his ownership just now, in Fang Jing's eyes, seemed even more promising. Fang Jing looked down on Wen Baiyu and thought to himself that if Wan Kuang could do it with a man, then he had hope too.

  Fang Jing no longer looked at Wen Baiyu, but instead stood up and gazed at the stone door behind him. The stone door was opened from both sides, with a huge gap in the middle.

  Fang Jing stood up and saw that the seam seemed to be able to insert something into it, maybe it could be pried open.

  After a five-minute rest, Fang Jing called on this group of thugs to start prying open the door, and they took out their crowbars. Several tall and sturdy men began to pry open the door.

  But that stone gate seemed to weigh a thousand catties, no matter how hard they tried, it didn't budge.

  Fang Jing was a bit anxious for a moment, pushed open one of the doors with his hands, and went up to pry the door open. Everyone almost shouted out the number, but the two huge doors still didn't budge.

  Fang Jing lost some face, at this time Wen Baiyu stood up and walked over to take a look at the door.

  In the middle of the door there was a very large gap, which shouldn't be possible for such a big loophole, but because this door was too heavy, it was impossible to pry it open from here.

  Wen Baiyu's gaze swept up and down the door for a long time, Fang Jing let out a disdainful laugh and said: "Mr. Wen, have you figured it out? If not, then step aside, we still need to pry open the door."

  Wen Baiyu stretched out her hand to touch the stone gate, and found that there were six very small holes on it. Those holes gathered together, hidden in the patterns on the stone gate, and if you didn't look carefully, you really couldn't see them.

  Fang Jing's eyes were sharp, and she saw that Wen Baiyu's fingers kept rubbing a place, immediately understood, pushed Wen Baiyu away, and leaned over to take a look. Those six small holes must be the switch.

  Wen Baiyu didn't rush, was pushed away by him, and walked away on her own. She sat down beside Wan Jinhong, touched her lips, still hurting, and said in a bad mood: "Rotten mud eel."

  Wan Ji Jing Hou smiled and said: "Why are you still calling me a rotten mud loach?"

  Wen Baiyu gave him a cold glance and ignored him.

  On that side, Fang Jing let someone bring the tools they brought, which was a set of boxes. After opening them, there were dense rows of silver needles inside, all for turning on/off.

  Fang Jing selected a few of the thinnest silver needles and inserted them into the hollow, discovering that after advancing a short distance, it seemed to be blocked inside. With a slight force, they could be pressed in further.

  Just then, there was a "click" sound, the silver needle pressed against the machine/gun switch and went down. Immediately afterwards, Fang Jing's face became even more solemn, as if after pressing it down, he still had to turn it a few more times, but which direction to turn he really couldn't figure out.

  The most annoying thing is that as soon as the silver needle relaxes a bit, it will be bounced out immediately and cannot be fixed inside.

  It's already this difficult, let alone with six holes.

  Fang Jing was getting anxious, sweat appeared on his face, and he kept fiddling with it. If he pricked it wrong, the silver needle would pop out immediately.

  Fang Jing had been struggling in front of the door for half an hour, still unable to figure out what was going on. He turned his head and saw Wen Baiyu and Wan Qi Jinghou chatting and laughing together, as if they were having a conversation. At some point, Wan Qi Jinghou's cold face even revealed a gentle smile.

  Fang Jing suddenly became anxious and heard a "pa" sound. He actually broke the silver needle, and the needle tip was stuck inside.

  He had been tossing about for too long, and Mo Yang was already awake. He found that his legs and ankles didn't hurt anymore, and they were healing very quickly. He didn't know what kind of medicine he had applied, but it was surprisingly effective.

  Mo Yang woke up and saw Fang Jing picking needles off the door.

  Peng Siye saw Mo Yang wake up and immediately stood up, saying: "Awake?"

  He reached out to touch Mo Yang's forehead and found that his fever had already subsided. He didn't know what medicine Wen Baiyu had given him.

  Mo Yang moved his hand away and turned to look at the massive stone gate, focusing on the small holes. "All six holes need to be pierced at the same time."

  Fang Jing turned her head and glanced at him, thinking that it's easy for you to say, but even one hole is not easy to drill.

  Mo Yang struggled to get up, and Peng Siye hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him. Mo Yang wanted to shake him off, but thinking of how Peng Siye had carried him on his back for so long, he restrained himself and said, "Thank you."

  Peng Siye was somewhat taken aback and smiled, saying: "Don't thank me, it sounds a bit scary to me."

  Mo Yang listened to him joking around and stopped paying attention to him, struggling to hop over on one leg, reached out to touch the stone door, and lightly knocked on it. Fang Jing's needle tip was still stuck inside, seeing him come over, he himself walked away with a huff.

  Peng Siye stretched out his hand to support him and said, "You'd better lean on me. It's not good for you to stand on one leg all the time."

  Mo Yang himself didn't want to rely on others, but the injuries on his body were too severe, so he had no choice but to relax and lean towards Peng Siye, while stretching out his hand to touch the peach wood needle in his pocket.

  A set of four peach wood needles, two sets of eight, just fit between the fingers of both hands. Mo Yang first picked a very fine one, lightly poked it once, and heard a "click" sound, and the silver needle that was broken inside had already been picked out.

  Wen Baiyu sat far away, watching with a straight tongue, and said: "Mo Yang is so fierce!"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou gently bit his ear and said: "I am the most powerful."

  Wen Baiyu let out a "pu" sound and laughed, saying: "Thick-skinned."

  He said, patting Wan Jie on the back, gesturing for them to go take a look.

  Wen Baiyu and Wan Kui Jinghou walked up to the edge of the gate, Mo Yang had already picked out the silver needle, ready to open the mechanism on the stone gate.

  His fingers moved a few times, and the gaps between his index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger each added a needle. His left hand was the same, and at once he simultaneously pinched six needles and quickly stabbed them into the empty holes in the stone gate.

  Just then, there was a "click" sound, and the six needles simultaneously pushed the mechanism of the stone door in. Mo Yang tilted his ear to the side, as if listening for any movement inside the door.

  Peng Siye quickly moved his body, supporting Mo Yang to get closer to the stone gate. Mo Yang put his ear on the stone gate and saw that his right hand moved slightly. His white fingers seemed boneless, with extremely high flexibility. His fingers curled up, holding the needle in a movement full of strength.

  Indeed, without a certain degree of force, it is impossible to push through the stone gate/machine.

  Mo Yang listened for two seconds, blinked his eyes, and then a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In that instant, Mo Yang's sharp face showed a fleeting softening, and Wen Baiyu couldn't help but exclaim in her heart, "So Mo Yang is actually very good-looking!"

  Wen Baiyu was so absorbed in his thoughts that he felt a pinch on his waist, which made him jump with pain. When he turned around, he found it was Wan Kuangjing playing tricks on him.

  Wen Baiyu glared at Wan Jijinghou, who said: "You're staring so intently, I'm getting jealous."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu rubbed her face with a smile and said, "I'm not seeing this kind of machine for the first time, it feels quite fun."

  In the gap between their words, Moyang's hands had already moved, and then came "Ka, ka...... Ka ka ka, ka!"

  There were six echoes in total, immediately followed by a "rumble" sound. Mo Yang said "alright", and quickly pulled out the peach wood needles from both hands.

  The stone gate was shaking, Peng Siye immediately picked up Mo Yang and retreated two steps, Wan Qi Jinghou also blocked the way and stood at the door with Wen Baiyu.

  After a violent vibration, the stone gate actually emitted the sound of gears and then "Rumble Rumble" opened.

  Everyone was stunned, Fang Jing was the leader of these thugs, and his price was also very high, with a reputation on the road that was not low. As a result, Fang Jing couldn't even open it, but Mo Yang opened it in less than a minute, how could everyone not be shocked?

  Mo Yang carefully put away those peach wood needles and returned them to his pocket.

  The door has been opened, and everyone is ready to continue walking in. Suddenly, Wen Baiyu said: "We forgot a question, the stone monster that ran into the tunnel earlier, here appeared a door, don't expect the stone monster to use a needle to open the machine/switch, where did that monster go?"

  As he spoke, everyone else remembered too. Earlier in the tunnel, it was like a ghostly wall, and nobody had time to think about this issue. Now that they thought about it, they suddenly felt a chill down their spines. The creature couldn't have evaporated into thin air, could it? After all, its head was so big.

  "Old Peng said: 'There are many mechanisms here, perhaps the monster has already left from other mechanisms. It's a good thing if we didn't encounter it. If we really encountered it, we would have to waste our energy.'"

  Everyone agreed with what Old Man Peng said. The stone monster was too large in size and impervious to swords and spears, making it difficult to deal with.

  The crowd passed through the stone gate and continued to move forward, again a vast expanse of darkness, only the faint white light of the flashlight probing inward, an endless tunnel, not even a single tomb chamber, becoming less and less like a burial site.

  Wen Baiyu said: "This tunnel is so long, it doesn't feel like a tomb, but rather an underground passageway."

  Wan Qi Jinghou also had this feeling, if it was a tomb, why were there no carvings or murals in the tomb passage? Even for low-ranking tombs, without money and manpower to carve murals, but building such a long and massive one, it really doesn't make sense.

  Wen Baiyu thought for a moment, thinking it might be a mine pit, but then felt it was unreasonable. This place had obviously wasted a lot of manpower to excavate and polish, if it were just a mine pit, who would do such useless work, directly breaking through would be enough.

  I thought for a long time and all I can say is that it's an underground passageway. It will lead to somewhere, but where exactly, I have no idea.

  Wen Baiyu looked at Xue Bo, and Xue Bo smiled and said, "Don't look at me, I'm also here for the first time, and I don't know anything about this place."

  Wen Baiyu shifted his gaze to Mo Yang and Peng Siye, these two people may not be here for the first time, but he wasn't very familiar with them, and it wasn't convenient to ask directly.

  Mo Yang saw his gaze and said: "I'm not familiar with this place either, the last time I entered this tomb, I didn't come in from here, and I've never encountered such a tunnel."

  Everyone says it's unsolvable, and can only continue walking into the tunnel along with the crowd.

  The crowd walked to the point of exhaustion, the team was full of strong and robust young men, who should have had plenty of physical strength, but they simply couldn't keep walking for such a long time. All they could do was walk forward, sit down to rest for five minutes, and then continue walking forward, repeating this process for a very long time.

  Wen Baiyu calculated that if they continued like this, they would almost have to fight their way through Xuzhou, which was not a viable solution and would also be unbearable mentally.

  Everyone sat down to rest again, Mo Yang was initially carried by Peng Siye, but the road ahead was too long. Peng Siye carrying a grown man, Mo Yang always felt uneasy and wanted to get off and walk himself. After walking for a while, his physical strength was really exhausted, somewhat overdrawn.

  Everyone rested in a heap, each with their own food. Anyway, they couldn't tell east, south, west or north inside, the walls were covered with iron filings, and watches couldn't be used either, so they couldn't tell the time. When hungry, they just took out something to eat.

  Peng Siye's funding is very generous, bringing a lot of food and water, all high-end goods, not bad things to eat.

  Nowadays, the motivation for everyone to move forward is those delicious fast foods.

  Wen Baiyu was a bit tired and leaned against Wan Jingshou, feeling like her legs were about to cramp up. She said, "I really don't understand what this place is used for."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou let him put his legs on himself, then stretched out his hand to pinch his legs. Wen Bai Yu's muscles all became hard and real, feeling that his legs were not his own. Being pressed/massaged by him like this was especially comfortable, and the muscles felt a bit sore, with acid spreading from the bones, wave after wave.

  Wen Baiyu hummed contentedly and almost fell asleep, when Wan Jingshou suddenly leaned over and asked, "So comfortable?"

  Wen Baiyu opened one eye and looked at him, saying: "Don't be lazy."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's hand continued to press down, smiling and saying: "You're making me hard."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately pulled her legs back. As she did, she accidentally touched something she shouldn't have, and discovered that Wan Jingshou was actually telling the truth. Her face flushed red as she thought to herself, "How does Wan Jingshou always manage to make me lose control?"

  Wen Baiyu didn't dare let him massage her again, she didn't want to invite trouble.

  This time everyone rested for half an hour.

  After a good rest, everyone felt even more tired, as if they had experienced the comfort and always had an impulse to just stop walking.

  Wen Baiyu stood up, shaking off the dirt on his clothes. Peng Siye also got up, he was the big boss, the gold master, and the father of those workers' food and clothing. It seemed that Peng Siye had given a considerable amount, so although the workers were not very willing, they also stood up, preparing to continue walking forward.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou remained silent all the way, not saying a word. He only changed his expression when Wen Bai Yu spoke to him, revealing a warm smile, while being cold and distant towards everyone else.

  Fang Jing watched from behind, walked over and chatted with Wan Kui Jing Hou, saying: "Mr. Wan Kui, I've always heard of your great name, didn't expect to have the chance to partner up with you."

  Wen Baiyu raised an eyebrow and thought to herself, what's going on with Fang Jing? He just went to flirt with Xue Bo, now he's coming to flirt with Wan Qi Jing Hou.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou didn't say a word, nor did he look at him or make any expression. Fang Jing, on the other hand, was not discouraged and continued to speak: "Big Brother Wan Xi, this is my business card, with my mobile phone number on it, you can contact me anytime."

  Wen Baiyu changed his tone after hearing the second sentence, feeling particularly unwell in his heart, thinking to himself, let's see, Wan Kuang Jing Hou that pretentious person will not accept your business card.

  He was thinking about it, when he saw Wan Qi Jing Hou had already raised his hand and pinched Fang Jing's business card. The action was very pretentious, but completely beyond Wen Bai Yu's expectations.

  Wen Baiyu's eyes almost bulged out, and in her heart she cursed Wan Jinhong as a rotten fish.

  Fang Jing saw that he had accepted his business card, and was overjoyed, thinking that even the great General Wan Guijing was nothing special, appearing to be above worldly desires, but actually just an ordinary person.

  Just as Fang Jing was overjoyed, he saw Wan Qi Jinghou's hand move, and the business card "swish" flew out, directly hitting the depths of the tomb passage, and a loud cry of "ah" was heard.

  Everyone immediately reacted and shouted: "Attention everyone, there's movement ahead, it's a sneak attack!"

  Everyone immediately became vigilant, all holding their guns up and their hands on the triggers, ready to fire at any moment.

  They turned up the flashlight's beam and slowly approached, soon Wen Baiyu heard a noise and said: "Breathing sound? It's a living person!"

  As soon as he said that, Mo Yang was the first to get excited and immediately took a few quick steps forward. Peng Siye quickly caught up with him, holding his gun with one hand and using the other to support it from underneath, his movements resembling those of a hunting leopard. It seemed that Peng Siye was not just a simple rich man after all.

  Mo Yang walked quickly, but was also on guard, with three peach wood needles pinched between his fingertips.

  The crowd rushed up in a fan shape and suddenly found themselves at the end of the road!

  And the end was a huge bronze gate, on which were tied countless iron chains, like vines, as if to bind the bronze gate to death, and inside seemed to be something terrifying.

  Right in front of the Bronze Gate, there were actually many people sitting there. To be precise, it wasn't just people, but also corpses.

  Four living people, five corpses, a total of nine people, all from Mo Yang's team.

  Five corpses lay scattered on the ground, while the four living people had dull expressions. One person's wrist was cut by Wang Jinghou's business card earlier and the wound was still bleeding, but he didn't move at all, just sitting there dully, his lips opening and closing as if saying something, yet seemingly mumbling incoherently.

  Everyone immediately felt that the expressions of those four people were not right, as if they had been bewitched, and seemed to have been affected by some kind of evil spell.

  Peng Siye immediately stretched out his hand to stop Mo Yang from passing by, and Mo Yang also stopped.

  Those four people looked dull and seemed to have not noticed them, still sitting on the ground. They were very strange, holding guns in their hands, but no one heard the sound of gunfire along the way. Apparently, these people had not encountered any danger, but without encountering danger, how could they have such a lost and listless expression?

  Fang Jing held his gun and looked at them, saying: "Who are you people? What happened?"

  Those people ignored Jing's questions as if they hadn't heard them at all, their expressions still dull and stupid, and none of them looked up.

  Fang Jing narrowed his eyes, made a gesture to the two bodyguards behind him, and they immediately walked over with their guns, pointing at those people, saying: "Wake up! We're asking you questions!"

  He was speaking when he saw the four people suddenly lift their heads, staring at him with a dull expression. The look in their eyes was really terrifying, and it gave off an unreal feeling. Mobile phone mobile terminal first launch address:

  That man was about to ask again when Wen Baiyu suddenly felt a bad premonition and saw the four men's wrists shake slightly, immediately shouting: "Get down!"

  His loud shout scared everyone, and they all reacted quickly, immediately falling down. However, the person in front of them was too close and didn't have time to react. Wan Jie Jing Hou's eyes narrowed, and he swiftly snatched the peach wood needle from Mo Yang's hand and threw it out with a "whoosh".

  The peach wood needle hit the knee pit of the hand, and with a loud shout, both legs went soft, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

  Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

  A burst of loud gunfire, the tunnel was deep and dark, with a huge echo, all around were the sounds of guns firing, shaking my eardrums.

  Those four people suddenly stood up, their eyes filled with fear and stupidity, and started shooting at the crowd.

  One side was firing a gun, while the other side was extremely terrified and shouting loudly: "Ghost!!! Don't come over! Don't come over!!!"

  Fang Jing cursed and said: "These people are crazy, they want to kill us!"

  Fang Jing crouched on the ground, just about to raise his gun to counterattack, when a shocking thing happened...

  Those people were frantically shouting and firing non-stop, but they looked dazed. Everyone was crouching on the ground, their guns continuously shooting into the deep tunnel. After that, the four of them saw each other again and started screaming loudly: "Ghost!!! Ghost!!!"

  In the blink of an eye, four people started shooting at each other. Due to the close distance, after a few "bangs", flesh and blood flew everywhere, with fresh blood splashing onto the face of the closest gunman.

  When they saw this, they were almost frightened to collapse. The four of them started killing each other and in less than a second, they fired several shots at each other. In an instant, the four of them were riddled with bullet holes and couldn't be saved.

  Mo Yang looked at them in shock, five corpses turned into nine in an instant, and those four people screamed in terror before they died, shouting that there were ghosts...

  "Bang...... Bang bang bang......"

  The four men fell to the ground, completely motionless, still clutching their guns in their hands, all of which were empty.

  Wen Baiyu was also stunned. What happened to those four people? Were they hallucinating or had they been frightened out of their wits? How could they turn on each other like that?

  The tunnel quickly returned to calm, and the smell of blood spread out, everyone was still in shock, unable to recover for a long time, all lying on the ground of the tunnel.

  Those five big and rough men were so scared that they urinated, actually he wasn't someone who hadn't seen dead people before, but rather someone who hadn't seen such crazy deaths, all of them died in an instant.

  After a long time, the crowd finally got up from the ground. Wen Baiyu walked over and found that in front of the bronze gate was covered with blood, nine corpses were scattered all over the place, and the four newly dead people also had sieve-like eyes, just like the previous five corpses.

  Wen Baiyu thought for a moment, probably when they were in the cave, those people died like that too. At that time, I heard gunshots and loud cries, but they didn't witness the scene.

  Wen Bai Yu squatted down, and the bodies of those people were still warm, with no blood spots on their temples, and the blood was also bright red, not poisoned. Except for the gunshot wounds on their bodies, there were no other external injuries. However, all the muscles in these people's bodies were tense, as if they were extremely frightened.

  Mo Yang struggled to get up, his breathing seemed a bit difficult, he opened his eyes wide and stared at those people, nine of them had died here, and there were only a few left. Liu San and Hao Zi were also injured, which made Mo Yang somewhat unacceptable.

  Mo Yang quickly shook his head and fell back onto the ground, rubbing his face with some difficulty, saying: "I shouldn't have come."

  "Old Peng patted his shoulder and said: "Now, are you going back? Are you going back or continuing on?"

  Mo Yang shook his head, feeling somewhat exhausted and a wave of fear in his heart. He didn't know what to say and was really unsure whether he should go out or continue walking.

  Mo Yang's emergence this time was actually for the sake of his former partner who died in the tomb. He wanted to bring Kong Xiangxiang's remains out, and it just so happened that some people from the faction wanted to come to Xuzhou to make a big deal. It is said that if this deal is successful, they will not have to worry for the rest of their lives. Therefore, Mo Yan agreed to be the leader, after all, he had been there once before.

  Mo Yang didn't expect that the second time he came in, it would be even more miserable than the first time. Too many people had died, and Mo Yang's heart felt an inexplicable feeling, as if he was extremely exhausted. If he could get out this time, he might never want to do this job again. He wasn't suited for this line of work to begin with.

  Mo Yang took a deep breath and didn't speak immediately.

  Just as everyone sat down to rest, several hands pulled out cloth from their backpacks and covered the corpses. Their dead faces were terrifying, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and the expressions on their faces were also terrified, as if they had a contagious power that made people who saw them feel a deep fear.

  Wen Baiyu looked around and saw that the bronze gate was indeed enormous, with iron chains wrapped tightly around it. He looked at it for a long time, and the gate seemed very thick, but he had no idea just how thick it was. In any case, knocking on it would be futile.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou also shook his head and said: "There is no mechanism on the door, and the gap has been sealed with molten copper. This is a one-time-use door."

  He said, furrowing his brow, and continued: "And I always feel that there's something unclean behind this door."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou said so, Wen Bai Yu felt that this door should not be opened casually.

  Wen Baiyu looked up along the door and suddenly said "Huh?" and then said: "There is a road above."

  As soon as he spoke, everyone gathered around and followed the bronze door upwards. There was indeed a path with simple steps that could be climbed along the wall of the tunnel. At the top, there was a flap blocking the way, but since there were steps, it should be a passageway, not a dead end. Maybe the flap can be opened, and they can go up to the upper level smoothly.

  Peng Siye said earlier that the upper layer is a tomb, and they fell from there.

  Peng Siye heard Wen Baiyu's voice and patted Mo Yang, saying: "You think about it first, if you want to go out, I'll have a few people send you out."

  He stood up and walked over to look at the step as well.

  The stairs go straight up along the stone wall, and are very short and not easy to climb. If you want to climb up, it's definitely difficult. The plank is tightly covered, with a seamless feeling, and I don't know if it can be opened.

  "Let's try it first," said Peng Siye.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou said: "I'm coming."

  He said, his body suddenly rose up, both hands grasped the stone steps, and quickly climbed up. The previous stone wall was smooth, Wan Jie Jing Hou could fly up quickly, this time with a step, Wan Jie Jing Hou's movements were simply divine, swiftly climbing up without any hindrance.

  Fang Jing's eyes shone even brighter as he seemed to be infatuated with every move Wan Kuang made.

  After Wan Jie Jing Hou went up, he grabbed the stone step with one hand and lifted it up with the other. Suddenly, a "click" sound was heard, and the board was flipped open.

  The crowd below let out a collective gasp of surprise and delight, for they had finally reached the turning point after traversing the endless tunnel that seemed to have no bottom.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou opened the hatch and immediately let go of his hands, his body swayed, and he grabbed the edge of the hole with one hand. With a burst of strength from both arms, his body sprang out of the hatch and looked up briefly before jumping down.

  Wen Baiyu immediately went up and said, "How is it?"

  Wan Qi Jinghou said: "Above is the tomb path, there are carvings, this time should be no mistake."

  He said that, and everyone was even more excited. They had wasted too much time in this broken place, and finally they could get out of it. For a while, everyone's spirits were lifted.

  Peng Siye looked up at the hatch above his head, although it was dark and seemed hopeless, but he seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  Old Peng's smile didn't last long, he suddenly covered his chest, coughed softly a few times, then let go of his chest, quickly reached into his pocket, pulled out a handkerchief, and changed to covering his mouth.

  Old Peng coughed for a long time, his voice echoing in the tunnel. The few people on his team were already used to it. Old Peng seemed to have caught a cold, and every time he coughed, it would last for a long time. And rich people are just different, using a handkerchief that looked like high-end goods, one handkerchief could be worth more than their monthly salary.

  Mr. Peng finished coughing, unfolded his handkerchief and took a look, his eyes couldn't help but flicker, he threw the handkerchief into the trash can, his face was very dark, as if suddenly becoming very annoyed, stretched out his hand to touch his pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one up and sucked hard on it twice.

  Wen Baiyu glanced at the handkerchief, although Peng Siye's cough was very light, but there was pink blood on the handkerchief. Although the color was not deep, it was clear that internal organs were injured.

  Peng Siye took a few more puffs of his cigarette and resumed the cold, distant expression he had when they first met, giving off an unwelcoming vibe.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Your internal organs are injured, and if you continue smoking, it will deteriorate even faster."

  Peng Siye raised his eyes and took a glance at Wen Baiyu, but didn't say anything. He put the cigarette back in his mouth and took another drag. However, as if to confirm Wen Baiyu's words, Peng Siye suddenly started coughing again. Irritated, he reached into his pocket, but before he could pull out his handkerchief, blood had already been coughed up. He hastily covered his mouth with his hand, and this time the color of the blood was a bit darker.

  Blood flowed down Peng Siye's hand and seeped out from between his fingers. Peng Siye irritably pulled out a tissue to wipe away the blood on his hand.

  Mo Yang was somewhat surprised, looked up at Peng Siye and said: "What's wrong with you? Were you injured just now?"

  Peng Siye pinched out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can, his face still very calm, with a hint of sarcasm, said: "You care about me?"

  Peng Siye's attitude was very bad, Mo Yang's face suddenly turned black, and he turned his head away and stopped talking to him.

  Peng Siye rubbed his face, also a bit tired, and immediately put away his coldness, apologized and said: "I was in a bad mood just now, don't mind me, it's my fault, okay? I'm just a person with a bad temper."

  Mo Yang is actually very softhearted and can't bear others asking him for favors or admitting their mistakes. Although he can't save face, he still says: "What's wrong with you?"

  "Isn't it the injury I got just now? Don't worry, there shouldn't be any toxic gas here. This is an old illness of mine, it's been going on for several years."

  Mr. Peng said with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, drew a circle and still didn't say what was wrong with him.

  He said, looking at everyone, "We should go up now."

  After finishing speaking, he went to see Mo Yang and said: "Have you thought it through?"

  Mo Yang raised his eyelids and said, "Am I a burden like this?"

  "Impossible," said Peng Siye with a smile. "Everyone has experienced your peach wood needle, and I've carried you on my back without asking anyone else to carry you."

  Mo Yang said: "Don't carry me on your back, I can walk by myself."

  Old Peng's smile finally opened up and he said: "You mean you want to follow us?"

  Mo Yang nodded slightly.

  Fang Jing was a bit puzzled, even if Peng Siye and Mo Yang were old acquaintances, what's the benefit of having him follow along. Peng Siye had been to this tomb before, one person familiar with the terrain was enough, adding another outsider would make it difficult to divide things later on.

  But Peng Siye is the boss, and no one dares to oppose what he says.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou went up first, prepared a rope, and after he jumped up, he hung the rope down. Wen Bai Yu himself was about to follow him up when Fang Jing bumped into him, wanting to go up second.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou waited upstairs for someone to pull the rope, but no one came for half a day. He lowered his head and took a look, saying: "Bai Yu?"

  Wen Baiyu didn't know if he was flashing a provocative smile, but in any case, it was definitely quite owed. Who made him feel good now? He immediately grabbed the rope and said, "Pull!"

  He said, Wan Jie Jing Hou stretched out his hand and pulled upwards with force, Wen Bai Yu simultaneously borrowed strength to climb up the stone steps, when he reached the plank road, Wan Jie Jing Hou stretched out his hand and pulled him up easily.

  Everyone else also followed one by one to climb up, Mo Yang's legs were almost healed, and when they were tense, they still felt a little sore. After all, it takes 100 days for the injury of tendons and bones to heal, and it is impossible to recover immediately. However, walking on tiptoes and paying a little attention, nothing happened.

  Everyone followed the rope up and indeed it was a tomb passage upstairs.

  Pitch black, everyone shone their flashlights around, Wan Qi Jing Hou wound up the rope and put down the plank at the same time, so that no one would accidentally step on it and fall off.

  Everyone was delighted to see the tomb path, and there were carvings on the surrounding walls, with very strange contents.

  The walls of the tomb passage are not carved with the life story of the tomb owner, nor are they eulogizing his virtues, but rather contain themes of flying to heaven, alchemy, longevity and immortality, ascension to divinity. It is likely that this tomb owner, like most others, also wanted to be reborn after death.

  "Old Peng looked at everyone and said, 'Don't touch anything.'"

  "Take care of them," said Jing to the other party.

  "Don't worry."

  These guys are also worldly, Fang Jing naturally knows that Peng Siye is saying not to touch the offerings or funeral goods and other things, I'm afraid there's a connection, Fang Jing thinks, these people aren't greedy for money either, they won't be so petty.

  Xue Bai carefully looked at those murals, seemingly having some sort of sigh, but he didn't say anything.

  The young master couldn't tell if it was an illusion or not, but he always felt that the person practicing alchemy in the mural looked somewhat similar to his adoptive father.

  Moreover, Xue Bai's reluctance to visit his father's grave seems justified. Zi Che never asked, but that doesn't mean he didn't want to know. However, Xue Bai didn't say anything, having grown accustomed to not prying further.

  "Let's go," said Peng Siye.

  Everyone started walking forward, all somewhat excited, it's said that there are good things in this tomb, and it's a big deal.

  However, this tomb does not look very exquisite, and it really looks like a Qin Dynasty tomb. The tomb passage is empty, and after walking tens of meters, I saw a burial chamber.

  "Look, there is a tomb in front of us."

  "Grandfather Peng said again, 'Don't touch anything.'"

  Those who went in first just stood at the door, shining their flashlights inside, and suddenly took a breath of cold air, revealing a look of surprise.

  Wen Baiyu was a bit curious, what thing could make these people reveal surprised expressions, and immediately followed up, using his flashlight to shine inside.

  He saw a huge tomb, to be exact, Wen Baiyu didn't want to use the word "tomb" to describe what he saw, it was more like a warehouse, and inside the warehouse were stacked with "containers".

  One by one, black coffins were lined up neatly, from one corner of the warehouse to another, densely packed like goods, it's hard to describe the feeling.

  Those who saw so many coffins were first surprised, then excited, saying: "So many coffins? How much burial goods are there? We're rich this time!"

  Fang Jing walked in with a cold face and said: "Don't embarrass me, didn't Fourth Master say that nothing can be moved?"

  He was speaking when he saw Wan Qi Jing Hou walk in from the side, and was the first to enter the tomb. Wen Bai Yu hastily followed him.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou did not touch those coffins that fell very high, but he carefully looked and suddenly frowned, saying: "None of the coffins are sealed."

  As soon as he said that, everyone became tense and said: "What? The coffin hasn't been sealed yet? Won't the zongzi come back to life at any moment?"

  Wen Baiyu also turned around in a circle, not to mention that the coffin was not sealed, all the coffins here were rough coffins, simply put, they were made of inferior materials, and some coffins were even thinner than paper. Moreover, they had been here for too long, and with just one move, they would crumble. Some coffins had already rotted away, and if they weren't pressed down at the bottom, it's likely that the corpses inside would have been exposed by now.

  Wen Baiyu felt more and more that this was just a warehouse, only used to store things for others, and these things were nothing but coffins filled with corpses.

  The tomb was very gloomy, possibly due to the numerous coffins piled up. Peng Siye and Mo Yang were not surprised, perhaps they had been surprised last time they came.

  "Old Peng said: 'There's no grave goods here, let's keep going.'"

  He said that and took the lead in walking forward, the hands were somewhat disappointed, they came in to take a look around and found out too, they were all "low-grade goods", indeed there was no possibility of having burial objects.

  But then the question arises, what's the point of having so many corpses? I've never seen such a weird burial practice. If it's to increase the yin energy in the tomb, why add coffins?

  The crowd left the tomb and continued walking forward. After a long distance, they saw another huge tomb, which was not like a warehouse this time.

  Inside the tomb, there is a huge dan furnace, and around it are placed many coffins. These coffins are all made of black wood, which should be coated with lacquer on the outside. They are arranged in a disorderly manner, looking chaotic and disorganized. The only thing that can be confirmed is that among these coffins, there is a large furnace.

  The big stove has naturally gone out of use and looks like it's been abandoned for too long, with a layer of rust already growing on the outside.

  Everyone's eyes lit up and they said: "Who knows if there is an elixir of immortality in this furnace? Didn't the ancients all pursue this?"

  The origin of alchemy is very early, and the pre-Qin Fangshi was prevalent. By the time of Qin Shi Huang, because Qin Shi Huang had a unique affection for longevity, he even personally refined elixirs, making Fangshi an extremely sought-after profession, with mercury and cinnabar selling at prices much higher than before.

  Many people think that after Qin Shi Huang's death, his mausoleum was surrounded by mercury, which is also a kind of infatuation with alchemy. He hoped that mercury could bring him eternal life.

  However, at that time many people took external medicinal dan or semi-finished products directly orally, and mercury is a highly toxic substance, it can be imagined what the result would be.

  Wen Baiyu looked at the arrangement in the tomb chamber with a puzzled expression and said: "I can understand the dan furnace, but why are these coffins placed like this?"

  "This is arranged according to a unique star position."

  Star position?

  Ancient people worshipped nature and astrology was well-developed, but Wen Baiyu didn't understand much about it.

  The coffins in this tomb are different from those in other tombs. The coffins in the tomb are all made of good materials, but these coffins are very strange. There is a pile of ghostly symbols on the coffin lid, and the coffins are also tightly tied with bronze chains, as if they are afraid that something inside will run out.

  Wen Baiyu said: "What does this ghostly symbol on top mean?"

  Xue Bai lowered his head and said: "It's a kind of symbol/spell, the coffins here are all locked with very ferocious things inside."

  As soon as he spoke, everyone was shocked and said: "Is it a zongzi?"

  Fang Jing thought it was a rumor, after all Xue Bai looked like a boss and might be the master of those people, what kind of rustic scholar would he be, probably just nonsense.

  After a long time of walking, some people were studying these things while others sat down to rest.

  Wen Baiyu was also a bit tired, so she leaned against Wan Kuang Jinghou and sat down. Mainly because they were in this tomb with no daylight, they had no idea what time it was now. They didn't have a regular schedule for eating or sleeping, just ate when hungry and rested for five minutes to half an hour when tired, without having a proper sleep yet.

  Mo Yang's face was very pale. Although the wound had healed, injuring tendons and bones hurt one's vitality the most. Once vitality was lost, it couldn't be replenished. To consolidate his vitality, he could only rest more.

  Mo Yang's physical strength was slightly unable to keep up, and he also sat down to rest.

  "Everyone take a rest, we're all tired. Let's sleep for a while and continue on our way when we wake up."

  Mr. Peng has spoken, and everyone immediately sat down. Before going to sleep, they must replenish their energy, as an empty stomach can't do anything.

  Everyone took out food and started sharing it, then brought out sleeping bags.

  Wen Baihe and they walked quickly, with few people, carrying food and tools felt heavy, sleeping bags were not brought, the other side did not have extra ones.

  The little cart immediately took off its outer garment and spread it on the ground, saying: "Uncle, take a rest for a while."

  Xue Bai looked at Zi Che's movements, couldn't help but feel a bit helpless, smiled, reached out to hook his shoulder, pulled him over, and helped him put on his jacket again. He pressed down on Zi Che, letting him rest his head on his leg, saying: "Good kid, you're tired too, go to sleep."

  The little cart struggled to get up, Xue Bai said: "Hurry and rest, otherwise father will be angry."

  Zi Che was completely taken in by this move, and would absolutely not let Xue Bai get angry. He immediately stiffened his body and didn't move again, but lay on Xue Bai's leg. This action made Zi Che's heart beat wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his mouth at any moment. His face couldn't help but feel a little hot.

  Xue Bai leaned back against the wall, his hand resting on Zi Che's shoulder, occasionally reaching out to touch Zi Che's cheek and soft black hair. Zi Che's hair was very obedient, just like his attitude towards Xue Bai, which made Xue Bai fascinated with this feeling.

  The child was made even more uncomfortable by Xue Bai's touch, and lay on Xue Bai's leg, not knowing what was wrong with himself, but somehow kept thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking about, and for a moment his body felt a little hot.

  The child was stiff for half a day without moving, and when Xue Bai's hand finally stopped moving, he stiffly raised his head, slightly moved it, and didn't expect Xue Bai to immediately react, lowering his head to look at him, thinking he had something to say.

  Zi Yu's face turned bright red after being bumped into by Xue Bai. Xue Bai asked him what was wrong, but Zi Yu couldn't speak well and stuttered out a sentence. At first, Xue Bai didn't hear clearly, then he picked up Zi Yu and held him in his arms, kissing him on the lips.

  Zi Che hurriedly struggled, afraid that others would discover it. Xue Bai was a businessman after all, and businessmen valued their reputation the most. Zi Che knew this, after all, Xue Bai wasn't like Wan Kuang Jing Hou.

  Xue Bai however held down his arm, and tightly hugged the person in his bosom. His voice was very low as he said: "Good child, come give your adoptive father a kiss, they are all asleep, no one has seen."

  Xue Bai's voice was full of emotion, and Zi Che felt a shiver run down his spine as he listened. His lips trembled slightly, but he still lifted his head and slowly covered Xue Bai's mouth with his own.

  Xue Bai smiled and gently stroked his back, his voice very gentle, guiding him to say: "Right... right, what about the tongue? Hmm? Don't kiss your adoptive father?"

  The child's face turned bright red as he was gently coaxed by Xue Bai's soft voice, and he couldn't help but summon up the courage to stretch out his hand and hug Xue Bai, sticking out his tongue tip to lightly lick Xue Bai's lips.

  Wen Baiyu was a bit tired, but she couldn't fall asleep for a while. There was no one on night watch here, and she didn't know how the leader Fang Jing had arranged things, so Wen Baiyu became even more awake.

  Then she heard something she shouldn't have, Xue Bai's voice was small, but Wen Baiyu's hearing was good, and she heard it clearly, just like a big tail wolf, step by step, luring Zi Che into the trap.

  Obviously, the child has been eaten to death...

  Wen Baiyu stealthily opened one eye, and those two people had already fallen down in a heap in the darkness. Xue Bo's movements were somewhat urgent, pinning Zi Che under his body.

  Their flashlights were all turned off, after all, electricity is limited, but because they were in a tomb, they still left one lamp on the coffin in the middle to illuminate it.

  So Wen Baiyu saw it particularly clearly, Wen Baiyu felt a bit embarrassed and quickly closed his eyes. As a result, his fingers were pinched, and when he turned his head to look, it was unexpectedly Wan Kuang Jing Hou.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou still had his eyes closed, leaning against the tomb wall, but his fingers were constantly disturbing Wen Bai Yu's fingers.

  Wen Baiyu was a bit annoyed, and withdrew her fingers. However, the person took advantage of the situation, and their hand slid up Wen Baiyu's thigh, making her leg numb and itchy. It seemed like they were about to reach the top of her thigh, and Wen Baiyu couldn't withstand the pressure anymore. She had no choice but to insert her own fingers into Wang Qi Jing Hou's palm.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou silently laughed at this time, the corner of his mouth obviously curved upwards, Wen Bai Yu saw everything in her eyes, and helplessly rolled her eyes.

  Wen Baiyu's helpless pout suddenly saw a huge dan furnace behind, revealing a black shadow, like the rising sun, little by little, slowly, with a sense of oppression, the black shadow rose higher and higher.

  Wen Baiyu's body stiffened instantly, and he grasped Wan Qi Jinghou's hand tightly. Wan Qi Jinghou felt his change and immediately opened his eyes to see the black shadow.

  Because the lamp for charging is placed on top of the coffin, with the lamp as the center, the brightness spreads outward, and the surroundings are relatively dark. The huge black shadow hidden behind the censer is clearly visible in the dimly lit tomb.

  That black semicircular shadow rose up and up, and when it reached a certain height, Wen Baiyu was shocked to discover that it was actually a person, someone hiding behind the censer.

  Wen Baiyu quickly swept a glance over the crowd, no one was missing, they were all here. Who was behind that dan furnace?

  He has been hiding in this tomb all along, and will only appear after everyone else has fallen asleep. What is he going to do?

  Moreover, Wen Baiyu did not hear any breathing sound. It is impossible for a person to hold their breath for so long. That's probably the zongzi (glutinous rice dumpling).

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou exerted force around his waist and slowly sat up.

  On the other side, Zǐ Jū and Xue Bai also seemed to have discovered something was off. Zǐ Jū wanted to sit up immediately, but Xue Bai pressed him down and made a silencing gesture, as if afraid of startling the snake in the grass.

  That black shadow crouched behind the dan furnace, and the edge of the shadow was not smooth, but rather rough and hairy, looking like a person covered in hair all over.

  Wen Baiyu's heart tightened, could it be Hei Mao Zongzi?

  At this moment, the black shadow slowly began to move, and it was surprisingly quiet. It started crawling out from behind the dan furnace, slowly moving outward, directly towards Mo Yang and Peng Siye who were closest to it.

  Wen Baiyu immediately straightened up, Mo Yang and Peng Siye didn't move at all, don't know if they fell asleep or not. Just as Wen Baiyu wanted to go help, Wan Jingshou suddenly grabbed his arm, shook his head at him, raised his chin, indicating for him to look ahead.

  Old Peng suddenly woke up and just as the black shadow was crawling over, Old Peng suddenly flipped his body and jumped up, with the gun in his hand ready to fire at any moment, knocking the black shadow to the ground.

  Peng Siye's movements revealed a fierce and sinister aura, as if he was indeed ill-tempered, just like he said.

  That black thing fell to the ground with a loud "huff", and indeed it was a black-haired zongzi.

  This loud roar suddenly woke up all the others. Wen Baiyu immediately got up, turned on the flashlight to its maximum brightness and shone it over.

  Peng Siye threw the black-haired zongzi to the ground, and on the other side, Mo Yang had also jumped up from the ground.

  This black/haired rascal seemed even more robust than before, especially his upper limbs, which were extremely thick and powerful. In an instant, he suddenly let out a loud roar, turned around, pulled up Peng Siye, slammed him to the ground with a "thud", and made a "gurgling" sound in his throat as he pinched Peng Siye's neck.

  The crowd saw this and immediately shouted: "Open fire! Quickly save Fourth Master!!"

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Several shots were fired, and the black-haired dumpling's body was hit by bullets, but it still held onto Old Peng's neck. Old Peng's face turned pale, he raised his hand, aimed at the black-haired dumpling, and fired two more shots.

  The eyeballs of Hei/Mao Zongzi were suddenly knocked flying, Peng Sanye's marksmanship was too ruthless, Hei/Mao Zongzi's grip finally loosened, but it also thoroughly enraged him.

  Finally figured it out, to deal with this black/hairy zombie, you have to hit its head, and one shot is not enough, the skull is very hard, you must crack open the skull to kill the sea worm controlling the corpse inside.

  Suddenly, the sound of gunfire crackled and popped all around, Zi Che looked anxious, gripped the gun in his hand tightly, and said: "Father, I'll go help."

  Xue Baigang was about to speak, when suddenly the car rolled over and quickly rushed over. He rushed up, jumped up, and with a loud "bang" sound, he knocked the black-haired man to the ground. The car pinned down the black-haired man, and in an instant, Xue Baigang grabbed the gun in his hand, aimed at the black-haired man's head, and fired several shots in quick succession: "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  "Ding-dong......"

  Wen Baiyu's palms were sweating, the child was too close to Hei/Mao Zongzi, and no one else could help. Wen Baiyu didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to have heard a faint sound of a copper bell, which disappeared in an instant, mixed with the intense gunfire, like an hallucination.

  The child fired several shots in a row, and at this moment, he didn't even care about wasting bullets. All the bullets were shot clean, and the ground was covered with a blur. That black-haired boy was still bouncing his body constantly, it's unknown whether he was already dead or not.

  The little cart didn't dare to relax, one hand touched, took out a dagger, along the black-haired corn's neck, made an effort to turn, and heard a "gag" sound, the action was neat and tidy, making people's back feel cool, couldn't help but stretch out their hands to touch their own neck.

  Hei/Mao Zongzi finally stopped moving after a while, the child cart had passed for a long time, panting heavily twice, his forehead was full of hot sweat, only then did he relax his legs, propped up with one hand and got up from the ground.

  Peng Siye was pinched by the leech on his neck, with a ring of bruise on his neck, looking a bit scary, as if it's poisonous. How could such a hairy leech not be poisonous?

  All these were secondary, and Peng Siye's cough seemed to have recurred, with violent coughing, stretching out his hand from his pocket to grab a handkerchief, but failed. Mo Yang saw that he was coughing violently and thought of going over to ask him if he wanted to drink some water.

  Mo Yang had just taken the water and walked over, when he heard a "whooshing" sound. He lowered his head to take a look and was immediately stunned. Peng Siye had spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered everywhere, including onto his clothes. The color was already somewhat reddish, but it looked a bit like diluted blood.

  Peng Siye still had a lot of bloodstains on the corners of his mouth, he narrowed his eyes, quickly pulled out some tissues, roughly wiped his mouth and hands, took half a second to calm himself down, handed Mo Yang a few tissues and said: "Sorry, got your clothes dirty."

  Mo Yang was really stupid, Peng Siye was this disease root, always coughing up blood?

  Just as Mo Yang was stunned, Zi Che was also stunned. He didn't leave the body of Hei Maozong immediately, but instead lowered his head and seemed to have found something. At first, he frowned and looked again, and then his eyes suddenly became dull...

  Everyone saw his serious expression and didn't dare to go over at first, fearing that the black-haired corn would jump up again. However, later on, the child's expression seemed a bit off, and he even stretched out his hand to touch the black-haired corn's neck, touching it with a bloody hand.

  The child's movements were too strange, and everyone looked a bit silly.

  Xue Bai immediately ran over and said, "Zi Che?"

  The child was called by him and immediately woke up, looked at Xue Bai with a confused expression and said: "Father? I..."

  Xue Bai pulled him up, washed his hands with water and said: "Zi Che, what's wrong with you?"

  The child's expression looked confused and said: "I... I don't know either, it seems like... I just fell asleep?"

  The child doesn't remember what happened just now, he just feels extremely tired, perhaps it's because of the intense fight with Zongzi, the child is covered in sweat and looks pale.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou walked over to examine the corpse of Hei Mao Zong Zi, his neck was broken, Zi Che's technique was very accurate, using a clever and powerful move, green brain matter was scattered everywhere, it was already impossible to distinguish whether it was brain matter or insects.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou suddenly furrowed his brow, and Wen Bai Yu asked him: "What's wrong?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou squatted down, using his chopsticks to point at the black-haired rice dumpling's neck, saying: "Look at the hair on its neck."

  Wen Baiyu also let out a "huh" and said: "This place, why does it seem like there's a noose around its neck, always being pressed down with marks?"

  Wen Baiyu had just spoken when Fang Jing, who was standing beside him, suddenly sneered and said: "Put a collar on the black-haired rice dumpling? Only you could be so naive as to think of that."

  Wen Baiyu rolled her eyes and ignored him.

  Peng Siye has no external injuries, but his internal injuries are quite severe and seem to be rapidly deteriorating.

  Mo Yang was somewhat worried about him, but what had happened between the two of them before, there were many old scores to settle, Mo Yang seemed unable to pretend it hadn't happened, and after looking at Peng Siye for a while, he didn't say anything else.

  Everyone solved the black/rice dumplings and couldn't sleep again, so they all got up to continue walking forward, probably having slept for only about two hours at most.

  Everyone packed up their luggage and left the tomb chamber, continuing inside. Old Peng said that this mausoleum was very large and had many precious things inside.

  The crowd continued to walk in, and it was very dark inside the tomb passage. As they walked, they suddenly heard a "ding ling" sound.

  The sound of a copper bell...

  Wen Baiyu was certain that he had not misheard, and after a faint rustling sound, the tomb passage suddenly transmitted the roar of Hei Maozongzi. They had just walked out of the tomb chamber not far away, and the voice came from inside the tomb chamber. Immediately afterwards, there were several "bang! bang!" sounds of iron chains breaking.

  Everyone looked back in astonishment, holding their breath and concentrating. At this moment, no one could say a word, the sound was too much, it seemed like countless black-haired zombies were crawling out of the coffin.

  They suddenly thought of what Xue Bai said earlier, that the ghost symbols on top of the coffins were meant to suppress the very ferocious things inside, could it be that those coffins were all filled with black-haired zombies?

  They had a hard time dealing with that black-haired zombie on the way, and if they counted the coffins in the tomb, there were at least twenty of them. With such a large number, it was impossible to kill them all at once, and their physical strength was so strong...

  Everyone thought about it and felt extremely frightened, with their hearts racing violently.

  A dark shadow crawled out of the tomb, making a "giggle" sound, and it seemed to be followed by another dark shadow.

  At this moment, Wen Baiyu's flashlight suddenly went out.

  The light dimmed, he shook his flashlight, and it was out of power at this time. The flashlights of the other few people were all the same model, and they had been used for about the same amount of time, so they went out one after another.

  The crowd let out a collective gasp, and then Fang Jing shouted: "Spare flashlight! Quick!"

  A group of people started frantically searching for flashlights, when Wan Qi Jing Hou suddenly said: "It's too late."

  He said, and then heard a strong gust of wind rushing over, his body tilted to one side. At the same time, Long Xuan's dagger flashed out, and a loud "ah" cry was heard. A black-haired man suddenly fell to the ground.

  "Fire! Fire!!"

  "Don't shoot randomly!!"

  "Don't hit your own people!"

  "Don't panic! Don't panic!!!"

  The tomb passage was in a mess, with several flashlights still shining, but the light was too dim. Those black-haired zombies were also black, seemingly conducive to hiding and lurking around them, ready to ambush at any time.

  Just at this moment, Fang Jing and others quickly took out their flashlights and threw them to others. Suddenly, the tomb passage was lit up by everyone.

  There are five or six black-haired zongzi surrounding it, which is still a small number. It seems that not all the zongzi in the tomb have been mobilized.

  Everyone let out a sigh of relief, but then took another deep breath, five or six are not easy to deal with either.

  "Are our people few in number?"

  Fang Jing glanced at him and said, "No, Fourth Master."

  At this time, Xue Bai said: "The child's car is gone."

  His voice was cold, almost icy. It was clear that Xue Bo cared deeply about Zi Che, who was his lifeblood, and now he was nowhere to be found.

  Wen Baiyu took a rough look and said: "The dumpling that was injured by General Wan earlier is also gone."

  Xue Bai's emotions were unstable, holding a gun in his hand, filled with a violent aura.

  Everyone gathered together, guarding all sides, and those zongzi seemed to have a sense of teamwork as well, surrounding them in clusters.

  "Boom!"

  Someone fired a shot, and the black-haired corns all rushed up instantly. Wen Baiyu kicked away one of the black-haired corns that rushed up, feeling as if his leg bones were about to break. This black-haired corn was strong like an iron block, and the force of kicking it out made him bear it himself. Wen Baiyu's legs suddenly went numb.

  These dumplings are obviously carefully cultivated, but there are actually people who cultivate dumplings. Isn't this just like Dr. Wang, being perverted and trying to trend corpses? Corpses have no consciousness after death, this is no different from playing with fire, if not careful, you'll end up burning yourself to death.

  Perhaps there were so many iron chains in the tomb that the master here also found out about his own fire-playing behavior, but the dumplings had already been cooked and couldn't be helped.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou heard Wen Bai Yu's gasping sound and immediately came over, saying: "Are you okay?"

  Wen Baiyu shook his head and said: "Nothing, just almost cramped..."

  Fang Jing sneered on one side and said: "So useless, still coming to fight?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Baiyu's eyes narrowed and his hand lifted, and with a "whooshing" sound, the phoenix bone dagger flew out, brushing past Fang Jing's ear.

  Fang Jing thought he was going to take revenge on himself, and his back was sweating profusely. As a result, he heard a loud shout of "Ka!" and suddenly there was a black-haired hedgehog behind Fang Jing, its quills inserted into his forehead, causing the hedgehog to become flustered.

  Wan Qi Jinghou suddenly raised his hand, aimed at the black-haired rice dumpling and fired three shots in a row. The three shots hit the same spot, and the black-haired rice dumpling shook twice before falling to the ground with a thud, motionless.

  Fang Jing was first scared by Wen Baiyu, and Wan Qi Jinghou was even more ruthless, directly letting the bullet graze past Fang Jing's ear, Fang Jing's body was splattered with blood and flesh of corpses, his ears buzzing, almost deafening him.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou quickly stepped on the gun, jumped up, and kicked another black-haired bun that was pouncing over, using the force to flip his body out. With a "whoosh", he pulled out the phoenix bone dagger, quickly shuttled back, and even wiped the dagger clean before returning it to Wen Bai Yu.

  The six black-haired zombies were not easy to deal with, the hands were in a mess, Peng Siye was not injured on the surface, but he was seriously injured internally, his internal organs had a burning sensation, especially when coughing, and entangling with the black-haired zombies didn't have that fierce momentum as when they first entered the tomb.

  Mo Yang has recovered a bit, protecting Peng Siye while fighting and retreating. Someone shouted: "The sky is falling! The zongzi are coming again! It's no good, we can't hold on! We can't fight anymore! Let's run quickly!"

  The crowd looked towards the tomb, and indeed another black-haired zombie crawled out of the tomb and rushed towards them quickly.

  Xue Bai Xin is not here, hurry to find Zi Che, the first one ran deep into the tomb path, Wen Bai Yu saw that Zi Che was already lost, and couldn't let Xue Bai lose again, saying: "Quickly, catch up."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou grabbed Wen Bai Yu's hand and quickly followed up. The others also put down their guns and ran forward while chasing after them.

  Everyone ran forward for a long time. It was a desperate moment, and they didn't feel tired anymore. They ran frantically, and everyone's physical strength was not bad, running very fast.

  In front of them was a fork in the road, and Xue Bai suddenly stopped and said, "There's blood."

  He finished speaking and turned towards the fork in the road with blood on it, running into it like a madman.

  The crowd followed him and ran for a long time, and then they couldn't hear that "gululu" cry anymore. It seemed that the zongzi had disappeared, and it was estimated that they had all run to another fork in the road.

  Everyone slowed down their pace, all feeling exhausted.

  Xue Bai didn't feel tired, but had a wave of panic, there was blood on the ground, and there were always bloody marks, I don't know if it's Zi Che's blood.

  Wen Baiyu also hastened his pace, following him as he ran forward. Suddenly, Wan Jiahui said: "There's a breathing sound ahead."

  Xue Bai went crazy and rushed forward quickly, only to see that he had already reached the end, where there was a tomb chamber.

  This tomb chamber is also a huge dan furnace, with black wooden coffins/materials all around, wrapped in iron chains, looking the same as before, and inside must be made of black glutinous rice balls, but because it's very dangerous, they are all sealed up.

  Xue Bai rushed in, and a bloody smell wafted out of the tomb, the smell was very fresh.

  Suddenly, a puddle of blood appeared on the ground, Zi Che sat on the ground, holding a gun in his hand, next to him lay a black-haired boy who was already dead, with a gaping hole in his head, disgusting to death.

  There's blood on the child's body and legs, probably injured, sitting weakly on the ground, staring blankly at that black-haired boy.

  "Get in the car!"

  Xue Bai shouted and immediately rushed up, kneeling on the ground with his knees bent, tightly hugging the paralyzed Zi Che, saying: "Good child... where did you go, don't scare your father..."

  The child seemed to have been frightened and remained still in Xue Bai's arms.

  The people behind also followed up and saw the tomb chamber like this, all of them were on guard and did not dare to enter.

  Wen Baiyu's eyes were fixed on the expression of the child in the carriage, and his gaze seemed a bit dull. Suddenly, he thought of the pile of corpses in front of the huge bronze gate, those four people also had dull eyes, sitting paralyzed on the ground.

  Wen Baiyu was just about to shout out to Xue Bo, reminding him that the child seemed a bit off, possibly having encountered something during their brief separation.

  But just as he opened his mouth, he heard "Boom... Boom! Boom!" three loud and clear sounds.

  Xue Bai's body trembled slightly, and he raised his head in surprise. His throat moved several times, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, flowing down from the corner of his mouth.

  Wen Baiyu was shocked and stunned, Zi Che fired three shots at Xue Bo, his eyes full of disgust.

  Xue Bai's body moved, and with a "bang" sound, he fell to the ground. Zi Che still hadn't woken up completely, raised his gun, and aimed at Xue Bai's temple as if aiming at a black melon, ready to pull the trigger.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou furrowed his brow and quickly rushed forward, pinching Zi Che's wrist with force, causing the gun to immediately fall out of Zi Che's hand. Zi Che reacted swiftly, attempting to draw his dagger, but Wan Jie Jing Hou twisted his wrist and swiftly seized the dagger, kicking Zi Che in the abdomen with great force.

  The child was kicked back, and with a loud crash, he landed on the black wooden coffin. Wen Baiyu was startled and rushed over quickly, but Wan Jingshou stopped him.

  The child seemed to feel no pain, still dazed, he got up and ran in front of Hei Mao Zongzi, his eyes turned red, started crying, like a half-grown kid, muttering "Father..."

  Wen Baiyu thought that Ziche must have been affected by some kind of evil spell or illusion, and his current consciousness was completely muddled, unable to distinguish between people.

  At this moment, Zi Che suddenly raised his hand, and a military knife appeared in his hand. His eyes were full of despair, as if he wanted to kill himself, and he stabbed the knife into his own body.

  Wen Baiyu quickly pinched the neck of the child cart, and the child cart fell to the ground, motionless.

  Wen Baiyu didn't have time to care about the carriage, Xue Bo was already lying on the ground, eyes closed, with a pool of blood.

  Xue Bai was seriously injured. The location of the injury wasn't immediately fatal, but it damaged his internal organs and stomach acid flowed out, which is the most painful thing.

  Xue Bai fell to the ground, convulsing nonstop. His lips opened and closed as if he wanted to speak. Wen Baiyu lowered his head and heard Xue Bai's weak voice calling out "Zi Che".

  Wen Baiyu's eyes stung and she quickly called out to Wan Qi Jing Hou, "The bullet is inside, it must be taken out!" Wan Qi Jing Hou's movements were swift and his hands were steady.

  There isn't much professional equipment here, only medical forceps, heated and disinfected, Wan Xie Jing Hou quickly removed the bullet, no anesthesia was needed, and Xue Bai fainted from pain.

  Fang Jing watched from one side and said: "It's hopeless, he has lost too much blood."

  Wen Baiyu ignored him, quickly slashing his own hand open, and blood spurted out, splashing all over Xue Bo's body. Wen Baiyu moved his palm, letting the blood drip onto Xue Bo's wound.

  Wen Baiyu's blood loss was too much, and he felt a bit weak for a moment. Wan Kuang Jinghou stopped the bleeding for him while cutting open his own palm. Xue Long's healing ability was even better, and Xue Bo's wound healed at a miraculous speed on its own.

  Fang Jing was suddenly stunned.

  Wen Baiyu didn't even have time to care about him, quickly sprinkling hemostatic medicine on Xue Bo and wrapping it with gauze.

  At this moment, the child suddenly woke up. He crawled up from the ground with tears in his eyes and something in his hand - a bronze bell.

  The child's eyes were dull and he was shaking a small bronze bell in his hand.

  "Ding... ding... "

  The bronze voice was unexpectedly clear and crisp, and soon the sound of "Huang Long! Huang Long ----" was heard, and the black wooden coffin/material bound by iron chains began to vibrate, as if something was about to rush out.

  Mo Yang shouted "Not good!" and quickly rushed over, with a peach wood needle pinched between his fingers, he jabbed several needles into several acupoints on Zi Che's body.

  The child let out a low growl, his body shook, and he suddenly became a little more awake.

  Mo Yang quickly pulled out the peach wood needle and retreated two steps back, he wasn't sure if it would be useful or not.

  The child's consciousness seemed to be a bit clearer, Xue Bai heard the child's roar in his coma and also woke up, struggling to open his eyes, softly calling out "Zi Che..."

  The child's body shook, and he suddenly looked up at Xue Bai, rushing over with a flurry of hands and feet. Xue Bai's gauze was all red, and the child's hands trembled as he said: "Father... Father, what's wrong with you... I..."

  Zi Che's mind seemed a bit confused, he remembered that just now it was like a dream, he clearly killed the black-haired Zongzi, but in an instant, the zongzi turned into his adoptive father's appearance, his adoptive father covered in blood lying on the ground. Zi Che didn't dare to believe it was done by himself, a deep despair swept over him, feeling that if Xue Bai wasn't there, or even died at his hands, then living would have no meaning...

  Xue Bai shook his head and said: "Silly child... no, no... don't think nonsense, Father's wound hurts a bit, support Father..."

  The child's hands shook violently and tightly grasped Xue Bai. Xue Bai exerted himself to pat the back of his hand, as if comforting him.

  The coffin in the tomb was shaking violently. Peng Siye said: "Quickly withdraw, the rice dumplings are going to resurrect!"

  So many dumplings, hearing the call of the copper bell, all of them are going to rise from the dead. Peng Siye shouted: "Retreat to the first floor, go to the first floor!"

  Now they have no way out, can only retreat backwards. This tomb is bigger than the previous one, and there are more coffins than before. The copper bell rang once earlier, now it's ringing multiple times. I estimate all the zongzi will be mobilized.

  Everyone quickly retreated from the tomb and rushed to the first floor. They couldn't feel tired anymore, as they heard the sound of chains breaking behind them, and Zongzi seemed to be coming.

  Everyone ran as if it were a conditioned reflex, feeling that their legs were not their own. Mo Yang's leg injury had not healed, and he really couldn't hold on anymore, so he knelt down to the ground with a thud. Peng Siye grabbed him in one swift motion, didn't say a word, and carried him on his back.

  Mo Yang shouted at him: "Don't bother about me, there's still a long way ahead, you can't carry me on your back!"

  His words were not yet finished, when Peng Siye had already growled: "Don't talk nonsense to me, I'm in a bad mood now. Do you believe that I will still use old accounts to threaten you? If you know what's good for you, shut up."

  Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, unsure of what he felt in his heart, and didn't make another sound.

  Everyone rushed towards the first floor, and the voices behind sounded like a cavalry passing by, with constant rumbling sounds in their ears.

  "We're here!!"

  "Flip!"

  "Open the flap quickly!!"

  The people in front had already seen the plank, and with a sudden pull, they jumped down recklessly, stepping on the stone steps and rushing down. At this time, even such small stone steps couldn't stop them, and no rope was needed at all.

  Xue Bai basically couldn't climb down anymore. Wan Qi Jing Hou jumped down first and rushed up, shouting: "Zi Che, let go, I'll catch you."

  The child did not hesitate, and immediately threw Xue Bai down. Xue Bai's physique was tall and sturdy, and he was not light. Wan Qi Jing Hou's arm strength was also surprisingly great, and he immediately caught Xue Bai and let him sit against the bronze door.

  Wen Baiyu was the last one left on the trampoline, watching as everyone else jumped down, and he also had to jump down, with Wan Jiahao waiting below to catch him.

  Wen Baiyu looked down and was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "Be careful!"

  At this time, Wen Baiyu had not jumped down yet. Wan Xizonghou did not notice the surroundings at all, after all, the people around were "his own", and there were many black-haired zombies coming from above, getting closer and closer.

  However, Wen Baihe and Wan Kui Jinghou did not expect that "their own people" would be the ones to launch a sneak attack.

  Wen Baiyu shouted, but it was too late. A blue-glowing needle suddenly pierced the back of Wan Kuang's neck.

  That color of thread...

  I saw Wen Baiyu before, it was still next to Dr. Wang's pipe house, Dr. Wang said that this thing is addictive and can stimulate people's potential, Wan Qi Jinghou has been through once, the first time will not be addicted, but emotional out of control many times.

  This is the second time, will it be addictive for the second time?

  Wan Xi Jinghou suddenly felt a huge violent surge inside his body, and he immediately turned around, staring at Fang Jing. Fang Jing instantly felt a wave of fear and involuntarily took several steps back, still holding the launcher in his hand, before dropping it and saying: "I..."

  He hadn't finished speaking when he saw Wan Gui Jing Hou's eyes suddenly change from black to blood red, as if there was a fiery light flowing inside.

  Not good...

  Wen Baiyu's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted twice, "Wan Kuang Jinghou!"

  However, Wan Zongjinghou didn't hear anything at all. His breathing was getting more and more unstable, his rough gasps sounded like he was going to devour someone. Wen Baiyu suddenly jumped down from the plank, and it was only then that Wan Zongjinghou saw him, immediately stretching out a hand to catch him.

  Wen Baiyu fell into Wan Jingshou's arms, feeling his body temperature scorching hot, flames burning in his eyes, and a ferocious rage filling his face.

  Wen Baiyu grabbed him and said: "Mo Jing Hou! Wake up!"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed Wen Bai Yu with great force, Wen Bai Yu was caught off guard and was knocked against the wall of the tunnel.

  Everyone didn't know what happened, only to see Fang Jing seeming to have shot a hidden arrow, then the emotions of Wan Qi Jing Hou became somewhat out of control, and he even hit Wen Bai Yu.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou let out a loud roar from his throat, and in an instant, everyone suddenly saw Wan Kuang Jing Hou disappear, followed by "BOOM!!!!!!"

  A loud roar, and a huge monster appeared before their eyes. They couldn't see the monster's entire body, it was too big. Its head was raised high, with fiery red eyes and ruby-like scales. It kept rushing towards the tomb, and they heard a "rumbling" sound. The tomb was about to collapse.

  The monster furiously swung its head, "Boom! Boom!" and crashed into the bronze gate. The gate instantly became tiny in front of it and couldn't withstand the impact.

  Mo Yang stared at the red creature in surprise and said, "Candle Dragon?"

  Wan Baiyu's eyes saw Wan Jie Jinghou turn into a dragon candle, the tomb collapsed rapidly, and the huge bronze door deformed. With a "boom" sound, it finally cracked open.

  "Ahhh!!!!"

  Among the shrill cries of the crowd, the bronze gate burst open and a huge torrent of water rushed out, sweeping everyone away at once.

  The child car rushed over and protected Xue Bai, the scales of the candle dragon scraped against his body like sharp blades. In an instant, a large amount of water burst out, and the child car struggled to grab onto Xue Bai, and the two were instantly washed away.

  Peng Siye grabbed Mo Yang and held him tightly in his arms. At that moment, he felt a sense of relief wash over him. Peng Siye thought to himself that perhaps he was born to be an apathetic and selfish person. His internal injuries were severe and worsening by the minute, with no hope of recovery. Yet, at this moment, he could hold Mo Yang in his arms, and even if he died like this, he would have no regrets.

  Wen Baiyu was completely unprepared and choked on two mouthfuls of water, his consciousness suddenly becoming somewhat fuzzy. However, he couldn't faint, so he struggled to splash the water, holding his breath for a moment, searching for Wan Kuangjing's figure.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou had already transformed from the violent dragon shape to human form, seemingly losing consciousness, and was swept away by the water. Wen Bai Yu immediately paddled over, exerting great effort to grab Wan Kuang Jing Hou and tightly embracing him. In that instant when he hugged Wan Kuang Jing Hou, Wen Bai Yu felt his strength was about to be exhausted.

  The tomb was unbearable, the stone fell down, the big water rushed over, there was no gap at all, the water was still roaring, Wen Baiyu choked several mouthfuls, finally let go of his hand, and in an instant he was about to be washed away by the water.

  At this time, Wan Kuang Jing Hou suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of eyes still terrifying blood red, face still so ferocious, brutal and frightening, yet reached out to grab Wen Bai Yu who was about to be washed away...