Chapter 90 Bronze Cauldron 5

  As soon as Wan Kuang Jing Hou's voice fell, a loud roar of "Hou----" was heard, and then a white tiger rushed out from the tomb passage.

  "Old tiger?!" Fang Jing exclaimed in fright.

  The tiger rushed out, with green eyes, a white body, and black stripes. Its physique was strong, and it ran with great force. As its back kept twitching, two black fleshy wings could be seen on the tiger's back.

  The wings are too small, let alone fly, I guess it's just for show, but the long-winged tigers they really haven't seen before.

  The tiger came running wildly, its huge body almost filling the entire corridor, with all four paws grasping the floor of the corridor, making a "thumping" sound.

  Fang Jing was so frightened that he retreated backward, and saw the huge tiger's eyes emitting a green glow, rushing straight towards Wan Qi Jing Hou.

  Wen Baiyu couldn't help but wipe away a cold sweat and shouted: "Be careful!"

  Everyone saw that Wan Gui Jing Hou did not retreat or advance, his legs were as if nailed to the ground, and with a turn of the dragon-scale dagger in his hand, a burst of red flames suddenly erupted on the blade, and the massive flames seemed to burn the entire tomb chamber.

  Fang Jing was so frightened that he stuttered: "It... it's on fire..."

  The tiger hesitated for a moment, but still rushed forward wildly. Wan Zongjing suddenly jumped up and leaped into the air. As he did so, the tiger couldn't stop itself and charged towards the crowd.

  Fang Jing let out a loud "Ahhhhh!"

  Just as the tiger was about to pounce, General Wan Zijun had already landed steadily on the tiger's back, reached out and grabbed the tiger's ear with one hand, and pulled it backwards with force.

  The tiger was in pain, just like being pulled by the reins of a horse. Suddenly all four paws grasped the ground and it stopped immediately, stirring up a cloud of dust on the path.

  The tiger was in pain, its neck arched in anger, continuously arching its back as if it wanted to shake off the Wan Guizhou on its back.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou's eyes were bloodshot, with a hint of confusion inside. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and with a burst of strength, let out a loud "ROAR!!" The sound was accompanied by a massive splatter of red blood that sprayed everywhere, covering Wan Kuang Jing Hou's face completely.

  The crowd took a deep breath, and Wan Qi Jing Hou actually tore off one of the tiger's flesh wings alive.

  The tiger lost a flesh wing and suddenly became furious, flying up and jumping up, constantly hitting the tomb top with its back, making "Boom! Boom!" sounds.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou's body sank, and he immediately grabbed the other wing with both hands. With a swoop, he slid to the side of the tiger. Even though the tiger continued to ram into the tomb, it couldn't harm Wan Jie Jing Hou.

  Wan Kuang's face was covered in blood, but he didn't use his hand to wipe it away, as if he hadn't felt anything at all.

  Wen Baiyu saw this scene, and his heart skipped a beat. Wan Jingshou was clearly about to lose control again. Wan Jingshou had always been hot-tempered, and after the return of the dragon candle, he became even more violent. In recent days, he had learned to restrain himself by following Wen Baiyu, but unexpectedly, he had taken that blue needle agent with unknown ingredients again.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou's eyes were bloodshot, emitting a terrifying red glow. The tiger seemed to have softened, its head spinning and dizzy from the impact, gradually losing strength.

  As soon as Peng Siye saw that something was off about Wan Kuang Jinghou, he immediately said: "Don't let him kill the tiger, this tiger should be the guardian deity of Peng Zu's tomb."

  Wen Baiyu raised her eyes to look at Wan Jingshou, whose eyes had already completely lost their luster. With a swift pull of his hands, he immediately leapt up from the side of the tiger. At the same time, the dragon-scale dagger in his hand flashed with intense light, and in an instant, it was raised high, ready to come crashing down.

  Wen Baiyu gritted his teeth and immediately rushed over, jumping up to grab the tiger's meat wing, and imitating Wan Yu Jinghou's style, he swung upwards. Before he could say a word, he pounced on him, and with one move, he knocked Wan Yu Jinghou off the tiger's back.

  Tigers are ferocious beasts, naturally carrying an aura of evil, this breath has completely affected Wan Jie Jing Hou. Wan Jie Jing Hou's murderous intent has already arisen, and he didn't notice Wen Bai Yu at all. He was pounced on by Wen Bai Yu, and the two people fell off the tiger's back with a "thud" sound, landing on the ground.

  The tiger was already injured, with one of its flesh wings fallen to the ground. Seeing Wan Qi Jing Hou falling from behind, it no longer attacked him. In its green eyes, there seemed to be some fear. It immediately turned around and ran deep into the tomb passage.

  Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the tiger leave, but Wan Zongjing's state was completely unsettling.

  Wen Baiyu knocked down Wan Jie Jinghou from the tiger's back, and the two of them fell to the ground together. Wan Jie Jinghou immediately reacted, his red eyes staring at Wen Baiyu, who saw that his eyes were not right, and he quickly reached out to hit him, wanting to snatch the dragon-scale dagger from his hand.

  But Wan Jie Jing Hou reacted too quickly, and as soon as Wen Bai Yu's hand reached out, he felt a burning sensation in his wrist, and was suddenly grabbed by Wan Jie Jing Hou. His palm emitted intense heat, igniting a flame that locked onto Wen Bai Yu's wrist like a handcuff.

  "Uh..."

  Wen Baiyu himself was a phoenix and wasn't afraid of flames, but the candle dragon's flames weren't ordinary flames that could be compared to. Wen Baiyu suddenly felt like his wrist had lost a layer of skin, the intense pain making his arm tremble.

  At the same time, Wan Xi Jing Hou's other hand came over, and Wen Bai Yu immediately raised his hand to block it. However, Wan Xi Jing Hou stretched out his hand and twisted it. If Wen Bai Yu hadn't reacted quickly and bent his arm along with the motion, his arm would probably have been twisted off by now.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou immediately let go of his hand and grabbed his neck.

  "Hmm..."

  Wen Baiyu took a deep breath, feeling suffocated, and stared at Wan Jinhong with wide eyes.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou didn't have any consciousness, one hand grasped his wrist, the other hand grasped his neck, and fiercely clenched both hands.

  Wen Baiyu's eyes widened, a suffocating feeling rushed up, causing his head to spin and his vision to blur, his eyes slowly turning red.

  Everyone watched from a distance, and Wan Kuang Jing Hou reacted too quickly. Moreover, Wen Bai Yu seemed to have spared him, making the situation even more precarious.

  The little cart said: "This won't do."

  Mo Yang glanced at Peng Siye and said: "You cover me with gunfire."

  He said, suddenly rushed up, Peng Siye couldn't stop him in time, and saw that he exposed a few peach wood needles at the tip of his fingers.

  Peng Siye heavily clicked his tongue and immediately picked up the gun, with only five bullets left. They had already experienced Wan Kuangjing's ferocity and his reaction speed was much faster than the bullets. It was unknown whether he could successfully cover Mo Yang.

  Peng Siye took advantage of the moment and suddenly fired a shot with a loud "bang".

  Wan Xi Jing Hou indeed heard the movement behind him, suddenly loosening his right hand that was gripping Wen Bai Yu's neck, stretching out his hand to grab backwards, easily catching the bullet in his palm, and then fiercely throwing it away.

  "Whoosh!" With a sudden movement, Peng Siye dodged to the side, and Zi Che also dodged with Xue Bai. A loud "bang" was heard as the bullet hit the ground of the tomb passage, instantly creating a large hole.

  Peng Siye rolled on the ground and jumped up, unable to care about too much, and immediately fired another shot. He had to divert Wan Kuangjing's attention.

  Wen Baiyu's arms were loosened, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move. The burn marks on his neck made him feel severely suffocated, and his head was spinning with dizziness and nausea. Moreover, his other hand was still being held by Wan Jinhou, making it impossible for him to escape. Wen Baiyu hadn't forgotten the ruthless force Wan Jinhou had used earlier, which had almost broken his arm.

  Mo Yang rushed over from behind, and Peng Siye fired two more shots. Including the one earlier, a total of three bullets were used, leaving only two remaining. He hadn't expected to waste these five precious bullets on his own people. The thought made him feel a little painful.

  Mo Yang rushed over under Peng Siye's cover and Wen Baiyu shouted "Be careful!" as soon as he saw him coming.

  Mo Yang was no match for Wan Kuang Jing Hou. With a flick of his wrist, a flame ignited in the palm of his hand. Mo Yang's physical body would be incinerated by the fire spirit, leaving not even ashes behind.

  Wen Baiyu couldn't care about anything else, and immediately jumped up. However, one of his wrists was still in the hands of Wan Kuangjinghou, so he could only engage in close combat with him. With a sudden pounce, Wen Baiyu knocked Wan Kuangjinghou to the ground, using force to pin down Wan's arm. The two people instantly started rolling on the ground.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou was apparently enraged by the gunshot, and Wen Bai Yu grabbed his arm. He used both hands to struggle free, and Wen Bai Yu suddenly cried out in pain, feeling like her arm was going to be pulled off, as if it had been dislocated. At the same time, Mo Yang rushed over, quickly stabbing Wan Kuang Jing Hou with the peach wood needle in her hand.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou turned his head to look at Mo Yang, his eyes filled with coldness and murderous intent. Wen Bai Yu was afraid he would really make a move, so she didn't care about the pain, stretched out her hand and hugged Wan Kuang Jing Hou, shouting: "Wan Kuang Jing Hou you bastard!"

  Mo Yang's needle went down, stabbing into Wan Kuang Jing Hou's body. The peach wood itself had the effect of warding off evil spirits and was one of the most common tools used to drive out evil. Adding to that, Mo Yang wanted him to calm down, so he stabbed a few more acupoints.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou's body suddenly stiffened, and Wen Bai Yu immediately felt Wan Jie Jing Hou's softening, struggling was not that intense anymore.

  Mo Yang's needle pierced very deeply, and as soon as it came out, Wan Kuang Jing Hou's body shuddered, his heavy breathing started, the blood color in his eyes faded a bit, and slowly reflected Wen Bai Yu's shadow, but his eyes remained red.

  Mo Yang picked up the needle and took two steps back, Wan Xi Jing Hou's emotions stabilized a bit, but he still pressed down on Wen Bai Yu. Mo Yang was preparing to see if he needed to make another stitch.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou suddenly shook his head, as if he had already sobered up. He slowly let go of Wen Bai Yu's hand, and Wen Bai Yu finally panted heavily and released his arm, collapsing to the ground with a loud gasp, feeling like half his life was gone.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou seemed somewhat surprised, seeing the burns on Wen Bai Yu's neck and wrists, with skin slightly charred and scorch marks. The flames that could scorch Wen Bai Yu were probably only those of the fire essence in this world.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou slowly got up, looked at his own hands, and revealed a disbelieving gaze. He then turned to look at Wen Bai Yu, who was staring back at him weakly and asked: "You're awake?"

  Wan Kuang's eyes flickered for a moment, and he turned his head to the side, only slightly nodding before standing up from the ground.

  He stood up afterwards, still didn't speak, only stretched out his hand, seemingly wanting to pull Wen Baiyu from the ground.

  Wen Baiyu also reached out his hand, but with a sudden pull, he felt as if his wrist was going to fall off. He let out a loud "Ah!" and Wan Kuangjing also saw his wrist and heard him cry out in pain, immediately loosening his grip.

  Wen Baiyu was completely unprepared, and with a "thud" he fell to the ground, hitting the back of his head first. He almost got stunned, hugging his own head, and just barely avoided rolling on the ground, shouting: "Wan Kuang Jing Hou you bastard, do you want to stun me to death?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's eyes flickered, and he looked at his own palm again. His voice was very hoarse, with a deep, husky tone, saying: "Sorry."

  He finished speaking and surprisingly turned his head and walked to the side of the tomb path, leaning against the wall thinking about something.

  Mo Yang saw that Wan Kuang didn't help Wen Bai Yu up, so he immediately ran over and helped Wen Bai Yu up, saying: "How are you? Let's bandage your wound!"

  Wen Baiyu sat up, shook his head, and looked at Wan Kuang Jing Hou. Wan Kuang Jing Hou's gaze had been on him all along, but he didn't dare to look directly at him. When he saw Wen Baiyu's eyes drifting over, he immediately turned away his gaze.

  Everyone who saw this scene felt a bit awkward. Wan Jie Jing Hou was unusually calm, and those with discerning eyes could see that he was extremely good to Wen Bai Yu, but was cold and indifferent to everyone else. However, whenever it came to Wen Bai Yu, he was always warm and gentle. But now, Wan Jie Jing Hou's attitude seemed to be the same towards everyone, unwilling to say an extra word to anyone.

  Xue Bai leaned against the tomb wall and said: "Fang Jing is gone."

  His words did not alleviate the awkwardness, but instead escalated it. Fang Jing said he knew the terrain of the tomb passage, and as a result, during the internal conflict that had just occurred among the crowd, Fang Jing took advantage of the chaos to escape.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou immediately kicked a foot on the tomb wall, took a deep breath and said: "You rest for a while, I'll go find him back."

  He said and was about to move forward, Wen Baiyu immediately stood up and said: "Wait, let's go together."

  Wan Qi Jing Hou's footsteps paused for a moment, neither saying it was good nor bad, but he waited for them.

  The crowd immediately stood up and walked along the tomb path towards the inside.

  Wen Baiyu walked up to Wan Jieying Hou's side, just about to speak, when he saw that Wan Jieying Hou had deliberately fallen back a few steps, keeping a certain distance from him.

  Wen Baiyu almost suffocated himself with a mouthful of air, and he also slowed down his pace. As a result, Wan Jinhou walked even slower, and the two people still maintained a certain distance between them.

  The people in front walked and walked, only to find that two people had fallen behind, so they had no choice but to slow down their pace. As a result, Wen Baiyu and Wan Qi Jinghou ended up walking much slower than Xue Bo, the injured person, almost at a snail's pace.

  Old Peng smiled and beckoned to everyone, saying: "There's a tomb chamber ahead, let's go take a look."

  Others were also embarrassed, seeing a tomb, suddenly like seeing a lifesaver, nodded in unison.

  Peng Siye led everyone inside.

  Wen Baiyu saw that everyone had entered the tomb, and at this time he could no longer bear it. He finally stopped with his arms around him, waiting for Wan Kuang Jing Hou to come over himself.

  After waiting for five seconds, he found that there was no movement behind him. He turned his head to look back and found that Wan Jie also stopped, still keeping a certain distance from him.

  The warm white feather-like air was making me pant heavily, and I felt like my teeth were aching from the cold.

  He turned his head, staring at Wan Jie Jing Hou with a bad tone, saying: "Come over."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's gaze was very calm, staring at him with red eyes for one second, two seconds, three seconds, without speaking or moving.

  Wen Baiyu rubbed his face with a stretched out hand, feeling like his head was buzzing with anger. He gritted his teeth and said: "I'll count to three, you'd better come over immediately, otherwise you'll have to bear the consequences... Three! Come here!"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou raised his head and said, "You haven't said one and two yet."

  Wen Baiyu said: "I am willing."

  Wan Jie Jing Hou still didn't move, Wen Bai Yu was so angry he wanted to kick the wall, finally took two deep breaths, everything is relative, since Wan Jie Jing Hou's feet were nailed down and couldn't move, Wen Bai Yu decided to be magnanimous and walk over.

  Wen Baiyu first lifted his foot and kicked the tomb wall twice, then took big strides to walk over. Who knew that as soon as he moved, Wan Jingshou also moved, retreating two steps back.

  "Wen Baiyu suddenly shouted: 'You dare to move and try it.'"

  Wen Baiyu said, taking a step forward, and Wan Jingshou indeed took another step back. Wen Baiyu was so angry that he didn't even know his own surname, and stood there panting heavily, saying: "Forget it, anyway you don't seem to want to see me either, I'll leave, I'll go find someone else."

  He said, turning his head and walking forward, Wan Qi Jing Hou followed up two steps, and he stretched out his hand to say lightly: "What do you mean by finding someone else?"

  Wen Baiyu said: "Literally, what other meaning can it have? I think Peng Sanye is not bad, he's quite handsome and has money. Anyway, I feel that I like men without any pressure now. Peng Sanye hasn't gotten married yet, even if he's a bit older, but thinking about it, I'm also several thousand years old..."

  Wan Xi Jinghou suddenly felt a surge of anger and seemed to know that Wen Baiyu was intentionally saying it, but still said: "Not allowed to go."

  Wen Baiyu stopped in her tracks, turned around and said: "Why can't I go? You don't listen to me when I talk, and you won't come over even when I ask you to."

  Wen Baiyu intentionally quickened his pace, and just as he heard a gust of wind behind him, he felt the world spinning around him. With a "thud", he crashed into the tomb wall. Opening his eyes, he saw Wan Jingshou with a flustered expression pressing down on him. His hands were curved over Wen Baiyu's shoulders, pinning him against the wall, and wrapping him entirely in his arms. "Don't go."

  Wen Baiyu saw that he had finally come over, and Wan Kuang Jinghou put his chin on his shoulder and said, "Sorry, I was wrong."

  Wen Baiyu felt his breath spraying against his ear, a bit warm and moist. He turned away and said, "I don't want to hear your apology, you've been apologizing a lot lately."

  "What do you want to hear then."

  Wen Baiyu turned her face over, reached out and grabbed Wan Jingshou's collar, saying: "This isn't your fault, you don't need to apologize. And I'm not stupid either, I can see that you've been holding back all along. Wan Jingshou, I like you, and I'm willing to make sacrifices for you..."

  Wen Baiyu was halfway through speaking when he saw Wan Kuang Jinghou's eyes suddenly deepen, with a crimson glow inside, as if flames were dancing within. Wen Baiyu's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself how could he possibly go mad again?

  Wan Xi Jing Hou then tightly hugged him in his arms, his voice husky with low laughter, saying: "Bai Yu, I'm very happy... is this a confession?"

  Wen Baiyu didn't notice what she had just said, now that she thought about it, her brain must have been muddled. Suddenly, her face felt a wave of heat, and she almost wanted to crawl into a crack in the ground.

  Wen Baiyu coughed, trying to shift the attention, but Wan Jingshou instead caught his earlobe and started nibbling and licking it. Wen Baiyu was startled and said: "What are you doing? We haven't finished discussing your attitude problem yet!"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou then said in a low voice, repeating: "Bai Yu, I'm very happy, very happy..."

  Wen Baiyu felt even more embarrassed, just be happy, why say so many times.

  He was just about to push open the door when he felt something pressing against his abdomen.

  Wen Baiyu was taken aback for a moment, and then looked foolish. Wan Jingshou smiled and said, "This is all your fault."

  Wen Baiyu's eyes widened and she said: "You always get emotional at any time and place, yet you blame me."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou wrapped his arms around his waist and said: "I'm already excited just by looking at you, who told you to say such things."

  Wen Baiyu almost wanted to crack open Wan Jingshou's skull when he heard him say, "Your hands and neck are still injured."

  Wen Baiyu looked at her wrist and saw that it wasn't too serious, but the burn from the fire essence would take a few days to heal.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou lowered his head and said: "I'll help you."

  Wen Baiyu suddenly felt a sense of foreboding...

  Peng Siye and the others entered the tomb chamber, where there were burial objects and offerings all around. The walls were painted with murals depicting a woman with only one breast, clearly the female ghost of Guo State.

  That is Peng Zu's mother.

  It is said that Lù Zhōng married a ghost woman from the Guī Fāng country, and she became pregnant for three years but still did not give birth to any children. Lù Zhōng had no choice but to cut open her left ribcage and take out three children, then he cut open her right ribcage and took out another three children.

  Peng Zu was the third son of Lu Zhong.

  Peng Siye told the crowd about these murals, saying: "Later, the Great Peng State developed rapidly. After Wu Ding came to power, he wanted to destroy the Great Peng State, but he first started with the small countries on the periphery. The target of his attack was the Guifang State, a relative of the Great Peng State by marriage. The Great Peng State had prospered for 800 years and finally could not escape destruction."

  Just then, a sudden "ah..." was heard, followed by Wen Baiyu's voice, somewhat urgent and continuously letting out unbearable moans, saying: "Wan Kuang Jing Hou, are you a dog or something? Stop licking... I... I'm in agony, my wound doesn't hurt at all anymore..."

  Mo Yang and Zi Che are the type of people who can't hide their emotions, but Zi Che always has a poker face, except when he's with Xue Bai. Mo Yang, on the other hand, has been through a life-or-death experience and has tempered himself for three years, so he's no longer the young man he used to be.

  Peng Siye smiled and said, "It seems we'll have to wait a while, why don't everyone take a rest first."

  He sat down and leaned against the wall of the tomb, resting himself; the others did the same.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou told Wen Bai Yu to heal the wound, Wan Jie Jing Hou would definitely use blood for others, but for Wen Bai Yu, he naturally used his tongue. In fact, he wanted to use another faster and more effective method than blood, but it was not suitable at the moment.

  Wen Baiyu's whole body was powerless, and Wan Jingshou seemed to have a good grasp of his physical condition. Moreover, it had to be said that Wan Jingshou's skills were too good. Wen Baiyu covered his eyes with his hand, he was so sad that he wanted to cry. Wan Jingshou actually licked him until he ejaculated.

  Wen Baiyu raised his hand and saw Wan Kuang Jing Hou's smile, which also brought a dizziness to his brain, similar to the intoxication of drinking too much wine. His old face suddenly turned bright red.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou wrapped his arms around him, exerting force to hold down his body. The lower part was still hard as iron. Wen Bai Yu suddenly tensed up and said: "You're simply unreasonable, how can you still not...".

  "Shh... I won't mess around, let me hold you for a bit."

  He said, pulling his arms back, burying his head in the deep nape of Wen Baiyu's neck and taking a deep breath, as if he wanted to feel the aura on Wen Baiyu's body.

  Wen Bai's face was still red and hadn't faded away, but now it was even hotter. However, he couldn't help himself, looking at Wan Jingshou's suppressed expression, his heart trembled with each passing moment, and he couldn't resist wrapping his arms around him.

  The two people stood like this for fifteen minutes, Wen Baiyu had just finished venting and her legs were weak, she really couldn't stand anymore, and her arms were numb from hugging, saying: "Hey, how much longer do you want to stand?"

  Wan Ji Jing Hou suddenly laughed and said in a hoarse voice, biting Wen Bai Yu's earlobe: "How long have you been standing there? Where did you ask?"

  Wen Baiyu's mind went "ding" and suddenly, Wan Kuang Jinghou was like an ancient old rascal, having lived too long, his rogue factor had reached the max.

  Wen Baiyu didn't say a word, and Wan Xi Jinghou said again: "How long do you want it to stand, huh?"

  Wen Bai's leg was about to kick him in the stomach when Wan Jie Jing Hou raised his hand and stopped him, saying "Don't ruin it."

  Wen Baiyu stretched out her hand and rubbed her face, saying: "You'd better leave me alone..."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou shook his head solemnly and said, "No."

  Just as Peng Siye and the others had waited for almost half an hour, Wen Baiyu and Wan Jijinghou finally came in. Wan Jijinghou's ruby-like eyes coldly swept over Peng Siye before turning away.

  Peng Siye: "......"

  Peng Siye suddenly felt a chill down his spine, sensing that Wan Guozhong's attitude towards him was somewhat off, as if they were old enemies meeting on a narrow road.

  But Peng Siye couldn't remember when he had offended Wan Kuangjinghou, they had cooperated before and the business was quite pleasant.

  Peng Siye didn't know what had happened in the past half hour, and he even more didn't know that in Wan Kuang's eyes, he had already become cannon fodder, a complete victim of circumstance.

  Peng Siye stretched out his hand and beckoned to Mo Yang, who said: "What's up?"

  "Old Peng the Fourth touched his own face and said: 'What's on my face?'"

  Mo Yang looked at him with a puzzled expression and said, "Have you also been possessed by an evil spirit?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou turned around in the tomb chamber and didn't find anything worth noticing.

  The crowd quickly came out of the tomb and continued walking forward, unaware of where Fang Jing had gone.

  The tomb looks very grand and soon two branching paths appear in front.

  Wen Baiyu touched his chin and said: "I think this tomb is not simple at all, but Fang Jing said the map was very simple."

  "Old Peng said: "This is simple, there are only two possibilities. One is that Fang Jing cheated us, and the other is that the employer cheated Fang Jing."

  He finished speaking, feeling that he had said something quite right, but then saw Wan Jie Jing Hou glance at him again with a faintly cold gaze, which was filled with indifference and... hostility.

  Peng Siye coughed and turned his head to ask Mo Yang, "Is there really nothing on my face?"

  Mo Yang stared at him like an idiot.

  Wen Baiyu didn't notice Wan Jingshou's gaze at all, after all, he was just joking at the time and didn't expect to make Peng Sanye a scapegoat, nor did he expect Wan Jingshou to be so petty.

  Wen Baiyu tilted her head to look at Wan Kuang Jing Hou and said: "What do you think, which possibility is a bit bigger?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou saw him and asked himself, his mood immediately improved a lot, stretched out his hand to grab Wen Bai Yu's palm, and kept making small movements, using his little finger to gently scratch the center of his palm, making Wen Bai Yu feel extremely annoyed.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "The second possibility is greater."

  Mo Yang said: "Why?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "It's simple, cut the grass and eliminate the roots. The employer has always refused to show his true face, obviously not wanting others to know who he is. If someone knows the inside story, it's definitely not safe."

  Wen Baiyu thought for a moment, and indeed it was this reason. The second letter that the employer handed to Fang Jing was a blue needle agent. He must have known the effect of taking things on Wan Kuangjing Hou. It is absolutely unimaginable how destructive Wan Kuangjing Hou became after turning into a candle dragon. The tomb collapsed, and Fang Jing was also in danger. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like he wants to give him a way out.

  Wen Baiyu's face turned red with rage and he clenched his fists, saying: "If I had known earlier that Fang Jing was useless, I would have killed him."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou An Fu said: "It doesn't matter."

  Then everyone heard Wan Jie Jing Hou continue to say faintly: "There is still a chance."

  Everyone was suddenly speechless.

  They looked at both paths and couldn't tell which one to take, so they went into the left path first.

  Wen Baiyu said: "I don't know where that old tiger ran off to, it was just scared off by Wan Qi Jinghou."

  "Although that tiger is a fierce beast, it looks like it should be Peng Zu's pet, the guardian deity of the tomb. Legend has it that Peng Zu often eats cassia and has two white tigers by his side, I reckon the one just now was one of them."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou unconsciously looked at his palm again, although he had lost consciousness earlier, but the memory remained. He suddenly tore off Bai Hu's meat wing, and that brutal feeling made him have lingering fears. Every time he thought of that feeling, the bloodthirsty and brutal desire seemed to be a kind of poison, constantly growing in his heart. His nature yearned for this taste, but this nature made it difficult for him to get along with others. Just like when he was still Xiang Wang, he didn't know how to restrain himself. As the ruler of a country, he was even more arrogant, wanting whatever he desired and taking it by force. He had hurt Wen Bai Yu back then, and the memory still lingered in his mind.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou took a deep breath and Wen Bai Yu looked at him with concern, saying: "What's wrong, are you feeling unwell again?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's annoyed expression was withdrawn, and he smiled, saying: "I want to kiss you."

  Wen Baiyu's face suddenly turned red, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Get out of here."

  They went all the way in without seeing anything unusual, the tomb chamber was well preserved, but there were no extra coffins, only some burial objects.

  Moreover, there were no zongzi (glutinous rice dumplings), and it seemed that the tomb had been in a state of equilibrium before they entered, with no signs of grave robbery or desecration.

  They soon reached the end of the tomb passage, with a burial chamber at the front and nothing else in sight. The crowd prepared to go in and take a look before turning around and continuing in another direction.

  Their goal was actually to get out of here, but on the way, Wan Kuang Jing Hou was an expert and said that the brick wall of this tomb was too strong. The stone bricks were poured with copper water between them. If they didn't have explosives, there was no way to dig their way out. Moreover, they didn't even have shovels, so they would definitely have to dig by hand, which made it even more impossible.

  You have to find a relatively weak spot, and Peng Zu's tomb is underwater. What if you dig it open and it's a big water, wouldn't that destroy the tomb?

  Just as everyone was about to enter the tomb, they heard a "gurgling" sound coming from inside, like the low growl of a wild beast.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Wait, there's a sound, what is it?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou tilted his head and listened carefully for a moment, then said: "It's that white tiger from earlier."

  As soon as he said that, everyone was shocked and some looked at Wan Qi Jing Hou with concern, fearing that he would be affected by the beast and start going crazy again.

  As the crowd slowly approached the tomb, they heard a "whoosh" sound, and immediately, a white object inside lifted its head, watching them vigilantly.

  The white tiger's eyes are green, revealing a glimmer of light. At first glance, it looks very majestic, but at this time the white tiger is injured, with only one wing left, and its back is still bleeding. The most pitiful thing is that the white tiger can't even lick the wound on its back.

  Bai/Hu saw the crowd come in, and immediately became guarded and fearful. At a glance, it was clear that they had been intimidated by Wan Qi Jing Hou, and involuntarily took several steps back, with a pair of green eyes staring at them.

  The white tiger's body is filled with a strong yang energy, although fierce and full of killing intent, it has been the ultimate symbol since ancient times, not an evil spirit.

  In the tomb, there was only one white tiger. It was lying on the ground, and Wen Baiyu looked down to see that there were also some black things on the ground that resembled fruit. The white tiger had probably been licking these fruits before they came in.

  The white tiger's flesh wings shook twice, it itself was white, but the flesh wings were black, looking particularly conspicuous.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou slowly walked over, the white tiger was frightened and retreated a few steps back, retreating to the edge of the tomb chamber. Wan Jie Jing Hou didn't stop, quickly walking past, the white tiger immediately lowered its body, seemingly somewhat submissive. Wan Jie Jing Hou reached out to press on its back, touching its wound.

  The blood is still flowing, and the wound looks gruesome.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou narrowed his eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled out the dragon scale dagger, made a cut on his own palm, blood gushed out, sprinkling it on the white tiger's back.

  Bai/Hu let out a low growl, raised its neck, and continuously shook its back. Under everyone's gaze, the wound on its back slowly healed, and a new flesh wing gradually grew out.

  White/Tiger suddenly revealed a surprised gaze, as if very spiritual, jumped up, shaking its own wings, the two small wings were really too small, just like toys.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou patted the back of Bai Hu and said: "Sorry about earlier."

  Bai/Hu raised his eyes to look at him, let out a low growl, as if responding, but everyone couldn't understand. Bai/Hu also rubbed against Wang Jing's hand with his huge head, looking like a large white cat.

  Wen Baiyu saw it, and Wan Xizonghou actually had the ability to tame a wild beast. Looking at the white tiger's big head rubbing back and forth, he couldn't help but want to touch it too.

  Bai/Hu wasn't afraid of being touched, and after being petted, he rubbed against Wen Baiyu's hand, then happily lay down on the ground, continuing to lick those black fruits.

  Wen Baiyu looked at those fruits and said, "What are these things?"

  Peng Siye said: "This is the seed of the tea tree, but it's an old thing, looks like it has some age. Legend has it that Peng Zu was sealed in Da Peng Guo because of these seeds. At that time, Emperor Yao was exhausted from his work and couldn't eat or drink anything. Peng Zu knew the way of nurturing life, so he specially made a tea soup for Emperor Yao, who drank it and regained his vitality, never to fall ill again. As a reward for Peng Zu's merit, Emperor Yao sealed him in Peng City. The 'Peng Zu Yang Dao' records this tea soup, the key is that the seed of the tea tree was added to the soup."

  Wen Baiyu said: "So amazing?"

  Old Peng said with a smile: "There must be some divine elements, but tea seeds are indeed nourishing to health. And this thing has been buried in the tomb for thousands of years, I reckon it's about to become a spirit."

  He finished speaking, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in his chest, and immediately covered his mouth to cough. Peng Siye's cough was quite severe, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Afterwards, it was as if the dam had burst, and he vomited two more mouthfuls.

  Peng Siye looked at the blood in his palm, a chill suddenly surged up, and he immediately retracted his smile. He really couldn't laugh anymore. After coughing, he could still feel a sharp pain in his chest, which was derived from his internal organs and couldn't be stopped.

  Everyone was shocked, Peng Siye's illness seemed to have worsened rapidly after the burial.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "The yin energy of the tomb is too heavy, find a way out as soon as possible."

  He said, and saw that the white tiger suddenly rubbed against Wang Zijun's hand, then walked to a pile of burial objects and rubbed its head against one of the large jars.

  The large jar seems to be made of pottery, the ancient bronze craftsmanship has begun to develop, and by the time of Da Yu's bronze tripod, the bronze craftsmanship has reached its peak. Bronze vessels are cast, requiring a pottery mold to be pinched out first, then copper water is poured in, and after the copper water cools down, the mold is removed, and the pottery is the source of the mold.

  The earthenware jar was pushed by the white tiger, and it shook immediately. With a "crash", it fell to the ground, and suddenly many black lacquered fruits spilled out.

  Everyone fixed their eyes on it and found that there were so many ancient tree seeds, all of which were absolutely antique, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth in Peng Zu's tomb for thousands of years.

  Bai/Hu used his claws to gently move those fruits and pushed them in front of Peng Siye, letting out a low growl.

  "Give me some food?" said Peng Siye in surprise.

  The white tiger statue nodded immediately as if it could understand human language.

  Everyone was a bit surprised that all the tea seeds were going to turn into fossils, and they didn't know what it would be like to eat them. However, Bai Hu had been licking the tea seeds just now, and it seemed like nothing was wrong.

  Mr. Peng bent down, picked up a tea seed and took a look at it. The black fruit looked like a gemstone, bigger and plumper than the usual tea seeds he had seen before. It looked quite cute, but he had no idea how to eat it. Was he supposed to swallow it directly?

  And thinking of this thing being buried for thousands of years, Peng Siye suddenly couldn't swallow his food.

  Just as he hesitated, a faint "ahhh..." sound suddenly came from the tomb passage, but it was so soft that it seemed like an auditory hallucination, coming from a very, very far away place, because of the sealed tomb, it had traveled along the passage.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou narrowed his eyes and said: "Fang Jing."

  Wen Baiyu said: "Fang Jing?"

  Mo Yang said: "Did he encounter a traffic jam?"

  "Go take a look and you'll know, we've reached the end here, just in time to head back."

  Everyone agreed, and Peng Siye picked up two tea seeds and put them in his pocket. If he was lucky enough to get out, he would have someone check if they could be eaten. It's better to be cautious with things from the tomb.

  They walked out of the tomb, and to their surprise, the white tiger also followed them out, swinging its tail and two wings, following behind them like a pet.

  Wen Baiyu turned his head to look at it, and the white old tiger was still wagging its tail at him, as if it was acting cute!

  Wen Baiyu was speechless for a moment and said, "Does it want to follow us all the time?"

  Wan Qi Jinghou said: "This is also good, this old tiger is very familiar with the tomb, and it's more convenient to have it follow us."

  The white tiger's body is a bit larger, following them from behind, but unexpectedly very light and agile, walking without making any sound, just like a cat.

  The path wasn't too long, otherwise the sound wouldn't have carried over. They quickly arrived at the fork in the road, and everyone saw that there was a bit of blood on the ground at the intersection, which looked very fresh.

  The white tiger caught a whiff of blood and immediately became excited, circling around the bloody spot with heavy breathing.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou stretched out his hand and placed it on the white tiger's head, stroking it twice. The white tiger suddenly became tame, lying down on the ground with its tail wagging, no longer looking at the bloodstain.

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  This tiger is just like one of the Wan family's pets!

  The crowd followed the fork in the road and entered another tomb passage. There were also residual bloodstains in the tomb passage, which wound forward. If the bloodstain was Fang Jing's, then Fang Jing's injury should not be light.

  The crowd continued to walk in, with nothing on either side but the tomb path. The stone walls were carved with patterns and allusions. Suddenly, Wan Qi Jinghou furrowed his brow and said, "It's yin qi."

  Mo Yang said in surprise: "There are zongzi here? Has Peng Zu risen from the dead?"

  He said that, Wen Baiyu was startled, Peng Zu's corpse would be older than Wan Zhi Jing Hou's age, several thousand years old zongzi, I don't know if it can be handled.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou suddenly raised his hand, and everyone immediately fell silent. The surroundings became quiet, the tomb passage was extremely still, and the front was pitch black. There was no longer any sound of Fang Jing's shouting.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou suddenly said: "Yin energy is a black-haired zombie."

  Black/Hairy Zombie?

  Everyone was stunned, and then they thought of it. During the Qin Shi Huang's time, a bronze gate was cast to separate the tomb from Peng Zu's tomb. It is clear that someone had entered Peng Zu's tomb before, and maybe some black-haired zombies were left in the tomb. It's not surprising that black-haired zombies appeared here.

  But I don't know how many there are.

  The crowd slowly moved forward, and Wen Baiyu took out the light sticks from his backpack. They had not had a chance to use them yet, and did not know if they would need them soon.

  As they walked deeper into the tomb passage, they could feel an increasingly strong aura of death, and soon heard a faint "heh heh... heh heh..." sound coming from ahead.

  As the crowd walked past, they heard that the voice was coming from the tomb chamber in front of them. The tomb chamber seemed to have a light source, which should be a kind of long-lasting lamp, and it didn't seem to be a handheld lighting device. The brightness and darkness inside the tomb chamber were jumping very obviously.

  In the midst of this flickering light and darkness, they also saw a human figure. The figure seemed to be sitting on the ground, his head was rotating mechanically, with an extremely frightening angle of rotation. An ordinary person's head would turn within a certain range, but that head was like it was screwed onto the neck, able to rotate 360 degrees.

  Everyone saw the shadow being stretched by the light, projected from the tomb chamber and hanging on the opposite tomb passage wall, all having a hairy/bony/chilling feeling, not knowing what it was.

  Perhaps it's a dark/moldy zombie, after all the corpse energy in the tomb is very strong, and there is also a strong bloody smell.

  Wan Xi Jinghou made a gesture for them to stay still, and he quietly walked over, standing behind the tomb wall, ready to rush over and take a look at any moment.

  At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the tomb, and it was actually Fang Jing's voice!

  Fang Jing seemed to be pinching his voice as he spoke, speaking with a gentle tone that was like water, and he couldn't help but want to pinch out a big handful of sticky soup.

  Fang Jing's voice was soft and shy as she said, "Wan Qi big brother."

  Everyone's back shivered at this strange voice, and it seemed to know that General Wan Yi was just outside the tomb wall.

  The white tiger behind Wan Jie Jing Hou suddenly became furious, its paws constantly scraping the ground. Wan Jie Jing Hou turned his head and pressed down with his hand, and the white tiger immediately softened, putting its head on the ground.

  Fang Jing's voice paused, and that strange cry seemed like an illusion. Just as everyone let out a sigh of relief, the shadow's head turned again, its voice gentle as water, saying: "Wan Ku Da Ge."

  Wen Baiyu's back was instantly covered in cold sweat as he thought to himself, "Just now Fang Jing was screaming miserably, and now she's become like this. Has she been possessed by an evil spirit?"

  Just then, Fang Jing's voice said: "Wan Kuai big brother..."

  It was always this sentence, but at the same time, the figure projected on the opposite tomb wall actually stood up, swayed its body, and seemed to be walking out of the tomb.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou's eyes narrowed, and he immediately pounced out, ready to strike first. Everyone was outside and had no idea what was happening, but they heard a gentle voice calling "Big Brother Wan Kuang" from inside, accompanied by a loud "Bang!"

  Wen Baiyu couldn't help it anymore and immediately rushed over. The white tiger was lying on the ground, its green eyes saw Wen Baiyu rushing in, and it immediately raised its head and followed with great interest.

  Inside the tomb, Fang Jing's face was pale, with blood flowing from his five senses, and a ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Under the dim light of the tomb, it looked exceptionally terrifying.

  Fang Jing rushed towards Wan Jie Jing Hou, who kicked him away with one foot. Fang Jing fell to the ground with a "thud", and at the same time got up again, continuing to rush forward like a machine.

  Fang Jing had already been beaten half to death by Wen Baiyu, and he was originally injured, always showing signs of physical exhaustion. Now, however, he seemed to feel nothing at all. Everyone knew the strength of Wan Qi Jing Hou's hands, and they heard the sound of "thud! thud!" one after another, but Fang Jing seemed completely unconscious.

  "What's wrong with him?" said Wen Baiyu.

  Mo Yang said: "Like before."

  The little cart seemed a bit tense and said, "Is there also that kind of bell in this tomb?"

  Xue Bai comfortingly patted Zi Che's hand and said: "It's okay."

  Just then, Old Man Peng suddenly turned his head and said: "Something has passed by!"

  All of a sudden, there was a rustling sound, and a black shadow flashed by outside the tomb passage, as if it had quickly crawled over, and then disappeared.

  Wen Baiyu's mind flashed, and he suddenly remembered that they had just heard the "gulugulu" roar, which was absolutely the sound of a Zongzi. Wan Qi Jinghou also felt it, and there were black-haired Zongzi in this tomb, but now they only saw a possessed Fang Jing, without any sign of the black-haired Zongzi.

  Is that black-haired Zongzi trying to stall for time with Fang Jing?

  What does he want to do?

  However, Zongzi is completely unaware/conscious, how could he think of delaying time.

  Wen Baiyu thought of this and immediately turned around and rushed out of the tomb chamber, chasing along the tomb path.

  As soon as everyone saw Wen Baiyu rush out, they immediately shouted, but Wen Baiyu ran so fast that he didn't even respond. Wan Jingshou kicked away Fang Jing who was about to pounce on him and quickly rushed out of the tomb chamber, chasing after Wen Baiyu who was about to be engulfed in darkness.

  As soon as everyone saw it, they immediately rushed out quickly.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou caught up from behind and shouted: "Bai Yu."

  Wen Baiyu turned his head and looked at him, saying: "The zongzi is ahead, hurry up and chase."

  They ran forward quickly, the zongzi crawling rapidly on the ground, but was soon caught up. It turned out to be a black-haired zombie. This black-haired zombie had a strong physique, with well-developed muscles in its arms and legs, and long black hair all over its body. There were no eyeballs in its eye sockets.

  Wen Baiyu rushed up, but Wan Xi Jinghou had already surpassed him. He lowered his body and pushed forward with one hand, while stretching out his leg to sweep horizontally.

  That zongzi seemed to have discovered Wan Xi Jing Hou behind him, and quickly rolled on the ground. Wan Xi Jing Hou also rolled on the ground, stretched out his hand and shook it off, and heard a "bang!" sound. The dragon scale dagger flew out and was inserted into the arm of the black-haired zongzi.

  The power of the dragon scale dagger was immense, and Zongzi's arm was instantly charred, letting out a loud "Kaka" cry. The charred arm flailed wildly, slamming into the tomb wall with a "pa" sound, and finally the dagger flew out.

  That black-haired corn didn't stop, even with a knife stuck in his arm, he continued to crawl forward at an incredible speed using both hands and feet.

  Within this brief moment, Wen Baiyu had already seen clearly that on the temple of Hei Maozi, there was indeed a faint bloodstain, but because his hair was too long, only a rough outline could be seen.

  Wen Baiyu ran with sweat all over his body, couldn't help but bend down halfway, propped up his knees and panted heavily for two mouthfuls, saying: "I think this thing is not right. If the black-haired zombies were used to desecrate Peng Zu's tomb during the Qin Shi Huang period, then the sea worms should have been activated long ago. Over several thousand years, the sea worms would have swollen up and eaten all the zombies, leaving no residue behind. But the zombies just now were still jumping around vigorously, and they had a very strong sense of purpose, definitely newly raised."

  Everyone ran over from behind, Wen Baiyu said: "Don't stop, we have to catch up and take a look."

  Fortunately, there was only one path in the cemetery, and no matter how fast Hei Maozong ran, he couldn't squeeze into the cracks in the ground.

  This tomb passage is much longer than the previous one, but not far from the end, a huge tomb chamber appeared in front of everyone, the bronze door was open, and the crowd squeezed in, without seeing Hei/Mao Zongzi.

  At the other end of the huge tomb chamber was another bronze gate, which seemed to lead to the opposite side. The door on that side was also open. Mo Yang said: "Is it over?"

  "Shall we continue chasing?" said Peng Siye.

  At this moment, the white tiger suddenly roared twice and then bumped them with its head. The tiger's body was very large, so the force of its bump was naturally also very great. Wen Baiyu was bumped by it, and having run too hastily just before, her legs were already weak, and she almost fell to the ground at once.

  Wan Kuang hurriedly stretched out his hand and caught her, and Wen Baiyu immediately threw herself into his arms.

  The white tiger urged them forward, making them move ahead.

  There was no coffin in the tomb, it was very empty. In the center of the tomb, there was a huge stone altar, but unexpectedly, there was nothing on the altar.

  Wen Baiyu walked over and took a look. On the altar, there were several marks. Originally, something very heavy should have been placed on this platform, but now it was empty.

  "Wen Baiyu looked at the mark and exclaimed in surprise: "Bronze Cauldron?!"

  Those marks were caused by the feet of a bronze tripod, because the bronze tripod was extremely large and heavy. The feet were placed on the stone altar, and over the years, they actually pressed out an impression.

  They had seen the bronze tripod in the underground chamber before, and they would absolutely not mistake it. The Xiajiu Ding represents the nine states, each with one of the tripods carved on it, with very intricate patterns, even the feet of the tripod have patterns.

  It turned out that the Si River really had a bronze tripod, but the bronze tripod was not submerged in the water, it was placed in Peng Zu's tomb, however, someone had come in and taken away this bronze tripod.

  The white tiger obviously didn't let them see the bronze tripod, and continued to push them forward, pushing everyone a bit further ahead. Only then did they discover that behind the stone altar was actually hidden a coffin!

  A coffin made of jade.

  But if it's a coffin, it's too small. Wen Baiyu immediately thought of Huai An Guo people. How could there be Huai An Guo people in Peng Zu's tomb?

  The coffin lid fits, but at a glance, it's not seamless. The coffin board was opened and closed again, and it wasn't sealed again.

  Everyone exchanged a glance and felt that this coffin was particularly suspicious.

  The white tiger's reaction was even more astonishing, the white tiger seemed particularly excited, circling around the small jade coffin, really turning into a big cat, its tail constantly swishing back and forth, its two wings flapping wildly, looking especially excited, being extremely fond of this thing.

  Wen Bai's hand hesitated in mid-air as he reached out, but Wan Qi Jing Hou suddenly said: "Wait, I'll do it."

  Wen Baiyu had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou used a chopstick to pry open the coffin lid, and with a bit of effort, he managed to push it open a crack, revealing a sliver of what was inside.

  Everyone stared intently and Mo Yang said: "Empty?"

  Wen Baiyu shook her head and said, "No, what's inside this? Mud?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou finally pushed open all the coffin lids, only to find that there was no corpse inside, nor any burial objects, and it wasn't even a tomb of the Huai An people. Inside one jade coffin was something resembling mud.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou frowned and said: "It's pottery."

  "Could it be a mold for casting bronze tripods?" said Peng Siye.

  Everyone was silent for a moment, and no one knew why a pile of pottery soil was placed in such an exquisite jade coffin. If it wasn't the pottery soil used to cast bronze tripods, then they really didn't know what it was used for.

  And looking at this specification, the grade of these ceramics is quite high. After all, there are many burial objects in the tomb chamber, and the carving of this huge tomb chamber is also very exquisite. The jade coffin looks like it's worth a lot of money, and since it's from Peng Zu's tomb, it's probably priceless.

  Mo Yan said: "The bronze tripod is so big, but the pottery clay for making the mold is only this little?"

  Peng Siye looked at the pottery clay and said, "I have read in my family's classics that for casting bronze, the pottery clay used as a mold is also very important. The reason why the Nine Cauldrons became national treasures and were passed down through generations as 'the one who possesses the Nine Cauldrons will rule the world' is because they possess the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. These pottery clays used as molds have also been tempered and absorbed the spiritual essence of heaven and earth. After the Great Peng State was destroyed by Wu Ding, many descendants of the Peng clan were scattered across the land, always seeking an opportunity to avenge themselves. I have read in my classics about their burial methods - they do not use nails or pegs to seal the coffin, but instead use a special kind of sealing mud."

  Wen Baiyu's mind flashed and he said, "Wait a minute, seal mud?"

  Peng Siye nodded and said, "The classics recorded that this seal mud was mentioned many times before, and I was also very puzzled at the time. Why use this thing to seal the coffin? Think about it, if the Peng family's seal mud for sealing coffins is actually the same as the pottery used to cast the nine tripods, then the seal mud can provide a constant supply of heavenly and earthly spiritual energy for the tomb owner. This is absolutely stronger than using nails."

  Mo Yang was shocked and said: "You're saying......"

  "But I'm just guessing," said Peng Siye. "There's so little clay here, it's possible that only a portion of it is left, and the rest was taken away by Peng Zu's descendants."

  He said with a shrug, "However, by the time it was passed down to my generation, none of these could be verified, and I've never seen that kind of sealed mud either."

  Wen Baiyu's mind just flashed by, something quickly flashed past, but he didn't catch it. He always felt that the two words "Feng Ni" were very strange.

  "Old Peng said: 'If this is really the clay of the Nine Tripods, it's a spiritual thing. It's better to close the lid.'"

  As he spoke, he reached down to pick up the coffin lid on the ground. Just as he was about to lift his head, he suddenly saw a black object flashing in the pile of offerings not far away.

  Old Man Peng's hand stopped momentarily, but only for a moment. He still picked up the coffin lid and put it back on.

  Peng Siye put the lid back on, scanned the crowd with his eyes, and then slowly reached into his pocket to grab a gun. This action was very obvious, it was a hint to the crowd to be vigilant, and immediately his eyes swept towards the position just now.

  Everyone immediately became vigilant and saw that behind the funeral objects and offerings, something was moving, but very weakly. Black long hair slowly stretched out from behind.

  It's a black/goth zombie!

  He actually hid behind the offerings and didn't run away, hiding in this tomb all along. The black-haired zombie's purposefulness was very strong, it was being controlled by someone, there must be something he wanted in this tomb, the black-haired zombie wanted to wait for them to leave before coming out again.

  Wen Baiyu's eyes quickly scanned the tomb, the offerings were just like that, and the burials were all old tricks. The most valuable thing here should be the bronze tripod, but now it's gone.

  What's left?

  Wen Baiyu's eyes immediately fixed on the jade coffin, and her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Hei Mao Jiangshi wanted this jade coffin?

  Wen Baiyu thought for a moment, then suddenly picked up the jade coffin from the ground. The jade coffin felt particularly heavy in his hand, and it seemed that this piece of jade was good stuff. Moreover, due to its long history, although the jade was not pure, it had already become very warm and smooth, with a hint of spiritual transparency.

  Perhaps these clays are really spiritual and can actually make jade coffins so transparent.

  Everyone saw Wen Baiyu's movement and was stunned for a moment, then they heard Wan Kuang Jinghou say: "Be careful."

  These words were meant for Wen Baiyu's ears alone.

  It was clear that Wen Baiyu's judgment was correct. Just as he picked up the jade coffin, the black-haired creature seemed to be about to go wild, suddenly bursting into a rage, stirring behind the offerings, and then rushing out.

  The black-haired zombie rushed towards Wen Baiyu, and Wan Qi Jinghou grabbed Wen Baiyu's waist and quickly pulled him to the side. Just then, a gunshot was heard, and Peng Sanye had fired a shot that hit the black-haired zombie right between the eyes.

  The black-haired zombie was knocked to the ground by bullets, but it seemed that the sea worm controlling the zombie was not injured. The black-haired zombie immediately got up from the ground and was completely enraged by Peng Sanye, turning around and pouncing on him again.

  Peng Siye took two steps back, wanting to fire his gun, but he only had one bullet left. This last bullet probably wouldn't be able to penetrate those sea creatures either. If he fired rashly, he would lose his last trump card.

  Black-haired zombies rushed over, Peng Siye wanted to dodge, but at this moment his chest felt like it was going to explode, a piercing pain surged up, and he immediately wanted to cough.

  Peng Siye's movements were a bit slow, the black-haired zombie had already rushed over, but just at this moment, the zombie suddenly leaned back and fell to the ground with a "thud".

  Peng Siye saw Moyang stretch out his hand to hook the zombie's neck, and both Moyang and the zombie fell to the ground. The zombie's hands were constantly struggling, its dark green fingernails scratching Moyang's arm. Moyang's one hand was tightly hooked around the zombie's neck, while the other hand revealed a peach wood needle, which was suddenly stabbed into the zombie's temple.

  "Heh heh!"

  The black-haired zombie let out a loud roar, and with a fierce crash, his entire body slammed into Mo Yang's, causing Mo Yang to cry out in pain. He was almost crushed internally, but he didn't loosen his grip, desperately holding onto the zombie's neck. The peach wood needle was pulled out, and then stabbed back in again with great force.

  "Cough! Cough!!"

  The black-haired zombie seemed to feel pain, constantly struggling, its strong body suddenly propped up from the ground and bounced back, and with a fierce swing, it flung Mo Yang out heavily.

  "Mo Yang!"

  Peng Siye shouted and immediately rushed out, violently embracing Moyang in his arms. The black-haired zombie's strength was great, Peng Siye caught Moyang and continuously retreated four or five steps, "thud" - a sound of collision with the tomb wall, knocking over a row of burial objects.

  The black-haired zombie was about to rush towards Peng Siye and Mo Yang again, when Wan Kuang Jinghou's eyes scanned the ground and spotted a small cloth package scattered on the floor, with many peach wood needles inserted inside.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou kicked the small package with one foot, and it immediately flew up, rushing forward fiercely. Just as he was about to reach Hei Mao Zong's back, he suddenly jumped up, his legs tangled together, and a loud "boom" sound was heard. Wan Jie Jing Hou had knocked Hei Mao Zong to the ground in an instant. Immediately after, there was a crisp cracking sound, and Hei Mao Zong tried to stretch out his arm to grab Wan Jie Jing Hou, but Wan Jie Jing Hou reached out and twisted it, causing the thick arm to break off at once.

  At the same time, Wan Kuang Jinghou suddenly raised his right hand, in which was a large handful of peach wood needles. "Hiss—" A sharp thrust inserted them into the temple of the black-haired zombie.

  "Achoo!!!"

  Hei Mao Zongzi let out a furious roar, struggling incessantly to bounce back up from the ground. However, Wan Kuang Jing Hou's waist strength was not to be underestimated, his legs remained tight and he continued to exert force on Hei Mao Zongzi's neck. With a twist of his wrist, the peach wood needle that had been inserted into Hei Mao Zongzi's temple suddenly twisted as a whole, followed by a "hiss" sound.

  The child blocked Xue Bai, who was injured, and didn't dare to take a step back. At this time, he heard the sound of flesh tearing apart, and even if he had a poker face, his eyelids still twitched wildly.

  The struggles of the black-haired zongzi obviously weakened a lot, and Wan Qi Jinghou's fiery eyes narrowed, stretched out his hand to pat, instantly slapping a peach wood needle completely into the brain of the black-haired zongzi.

  The black-haired zongzi let out a low growl, "Grrr...", its body twitched twice, and then it stopped moving.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou immediately sprang up from the ground, brushed off his clothes, and Wen Bai Yu was worried that he would lose control again after being provoked by the black-haired zombie, so she hurried over to take a look.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou's face didn't show any abnormalities, just his breathing was a bit hurried. There wasn't any sweat on his forehead, not because the movement of subduing the zombie earlier was too intense, but rather Wan Kuang Jing Hou had some turmoil in his heart. He could only resolve one zombie, and the brutality in his heart couldn't be vented out, so he had to force himself to hold it back, which made his breathing a bit coarser.

  "Are you okay?" Wen Baiyu asked immediately.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou shook his head, and Wen Bai Yu lowered his head to take a look. He saw that the peach wood needles had already been completely embedded in the black-haired man's brain. Wan Xi Jing Hou's movements were incredibly fast and ruthless.

  Wen Baiyu saw that the black-haired man was completely dead, so she put the jade coffin back. The jade coffin was particularly heavy, and Wen Baiyu felt her arms ache after hugging it for a while.

  The white tiger saw the jade coffin and put it back, then lowered its head and circled around the jade coffin, swinging its tail.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou took a look at this tomb chamber. The structure of the tomb chamber was very solid, and they still had to continue walking and looking around.

  The crowd passed through the bronze gate opposite, and immediately saw a larger tomb chamber than before. In the center of the tomb chamber was a coffin, which looked very solemn. Although there were not many burial objects in the tomb chamber, they were all exquisite. The four walls were engraved with Peng Zu's life story.

  Everyone stood at the door and took a look. Peng Siye smiled and said, "We want to dig a tunnel, but we can't dig it in Peng Zu's tomb, can we?"

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou looked around and indeed this place was solid, it should be the most secure place for burial, it's impossible to dig a tunnel here.

  The crowd didn't have the intention to open the coffin, after all, Peng Siye was a descendant of Peng Zu. They went in, knelt down and paid their respects, which could be considered as having seen the old ancestor.

  That white tiger was wandering outside the tomb, silent and well-behaved, just like a big white cat, as if it didn't dare to be presumptuous.

  Everyone left the main tomb chamber, and Wen Baiyu said: "This mausoleum is so solid, where is the weakest?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "The place we're entering is relatively weak, but underwater, we still need to dig a tunnel in the tomb passage."

  He said, waving his hand, and let everyone follow him, and everyone walked back from the main tomb chamber.

  Wen Baiyu walked and said: "Right, where's Fang Jing? He was chasing the black-haired zombie just now, I forgot about him."

  Everyone ignored him, Fang Jing took a look and knew he was possessed, but his combat value was far inferior to Zi Che's. At that time, the situation was urgent, so no one paid attention to him.

  Everyone was walking back and forth along the tomb path, but they didn't see Fang Jing anywhere. Just then, a loud rumbling sound suddenly shook the air: "BOOM!!!"

  The tomb passage began to shake violently, and the sound of collapse came from afar. At the same time, a huge gust of air rushed over, and Wan Qi Jing Hou immediately shouted: "Get down!"

  Everyone immediately fell to the ground, holding their heads in their hands, and felt a huge gust of air rush over them. If they hadn't been crouching down, they would have definitely been blown away.

  The air current in the tomb passage made a deafening sound, and the sound of the tomb collapsing came from afar, getting closer and closer.

  Wen Baiyu's ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear himself speak. He shouted: "What's going on? Who is blasting the tomb?"

  Because he couldn't hear clearly, he thought his own voice sounded strange. Everyone else's ears were also buzzing from the blast of air, and they shook their heads.

  Mo Yang said: "There is water above, how can there be someone blasting a grave?"

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said: "It's not good, it's Fang Jing."

  Wen Baiyu said: "How could he have explosives!"

  Rumble!!

  A massive collapse sound came rushing in like a tide, the stone top of the tomb began to shake, constantly swaying back and forth, with large and small stones falling down.

  The little cart immediately carried Xue Bai on its back and said, "Father, I'll carry you."

  The collapse ahead was very severe, with rocks pouring down, and the crowd could only run to the most solid main tomb chamber. Rocks kept falling from above, constantly hitting them.

  "Bang!" With a loud noise, Moyang only felt someone push his back, and he immediately fell forward, rolling on the ground. If Moyang hadn't reacted quickly, such a huge force would have broken his neck.

  Mo Yang scrambled up and immediately looked back, only to see a huge boulder crashing down, sending up a cloud of dust. Peng Siye had already disappeared without a trace...

  Mo Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he was immediately overwhelmed with fear. He didn't dare to run forward anymore, but instead turned around and ran back.

  Wen Baiyu turned her head to call him, but also found that Peng Siye was gone. The tomb began to collapse from a distance, and the speed was extremely fast. In the moment they stopped, the tombstone above their heads began to collapse violently.

  Wan Jie Jing Hou suddenly pounced over, and Wen Bai Yu was knocked to the ground by him. As he opened his eyes to get up, he saw Wan Jie Jing Hou curling his hands, using his arms to prop himself up against the ground, arching his back upwards, seemingly using his body to form a protective shield that enveloped Wen Bai Yu inside. Rocks continued to pound against Wan Jie Jing Hou's back.

  "What are you doing!"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou held him in his arms and said: "Shh... I'm fine, I won't die."

  He said, and immediately shouted loudly towards the child's car: "Come over quickly!"

  Zi Che was carrying Xue Bai on his back. He saw Mo Yang about to run back and look for Peng Si Ye, but Peng Si Ye's shadow had disappeared. Zi Che grabbed Mo Yang's shoulder with one hand, and Mo Yang tried to struggle free. Zi Che applied force to his hand, and Mo Yang's eyes widened before he fainted.

  Zi Che carried Xue Bai on his back, using all his strength to drag the unconscious Mo Yang, and immediately gathered together with Wan Qi Jing Hou.

  "Boom——" A loud noise, the stone top of the tomb passage fell down. At the same time, a flame-like light burst out from Wan Kuang Jing Hou's eyes. He let out a loud roar and his body suddenly transformed from human to dragon. The huge dragon enveloped everyone under its body, raised its neck violently, and the giant stones fell one after another, all hitting the dragon's body. Under the dragon's continuous tossing of its head, those giant stones were smashed open and scattered in all directions.

  For the Blazing Dragon, these giant stones were nothing. The huge dragon burst through the stones and suddenly emerged from the tomb.

  Wen Bai's ears were ringing with a loud rumbling sound, and there was also a huge dragon roar, feeling almost deaf.

  After a long time, the sound of the tomb collapsing finally stopped. There was no sound of water, and outside the tomb should be the wilderness, but surprisingly, I could hear the sound of birds chirping.

  Wen Baiyu lay on the ground, her eyes lifted up to look at a piece of fiery red scales, the dragon's scales were too huge, emitting a radiant glow, like precious gems.

  Wen Baiyu couldn't help but raise her hand and gently touched the scales, warm and carrying the body temperature of Wan Kuang Jing Hou.

  Just as his hand touched the scales, the dragon suddenly shook its head violently, a furious roar bursting from its nostrils. It lowered its head and fixed its fiery red eyes on the warm white feathers below, revealing sharp fangs.

  Zi Che and Xue Bai were both awake, watching as the dragon's eyes filled with violence. Suddenly, a loud crash was heard, and the tomb collapsed. Would Wan Kuang Jing Hou lose control at this time?

  But before they could react, the dragon suddenly swung its tail and opened the stone beside it. To the dragon, the stone was like tofu dregs. As soon as the stone was opened, what was inside was revealed, and to their surprise, it was actually Old Man Peng!

  It's not just Peng Siye alone, there is also Bai Laohu.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou threw the stone away, and immediately transformed from a dragon to human form. His body swayed, heavily panting, and he slammed his hands on the broken stones on the ground twice, as if trying to relieve the intense anger in his heart.

  Wen Baiyu immediately turned over, hugged Wan Jijinghou, and Wan Jijinghou first struggled a little, then slowly hugged Wen Baiyu, carefully wiping away the dust on his face, saying: "Are you okay?"

  Wen Baiyu said: "Don't steal my lines."

  He said, immediately got up and said: "Right, let's take a look at Peng Siye first."

  He said and immediately ran over, Peng Siye was lying on the ground, Bai Laohu seemed to be fine, got up and rubbed against Peng Siye.

  Peng Siye's body flipped over, with some blood on him, his chest clothes were torn, revealing the wound, it should have been scratched by a stone. Wen Baiyu quickly checked and found that they were all superficial wounds, just looking scary, hurriedly dripped a few drops of blood for him.

  Peng Siye quickly woke up and saw Wen Baiyu looking somewhat incredulous. He suddenly sat up and said, "Where's Moyang?!"

  He sat up suddenly, and the wound on his chest cracked open again, with blood gushing out.

  "Wen Baiyu said: 'Don't worry, you can rest assured, Mo Yang is not injured. You just lie down for now and the wound will heal in a while.'"

  They were talking, and Moyang also woke up. Ziche didn't use much strength, just wanting to stop Moyang. Although Moyang's hand was not bad, Ziche said that after all, he was a descendant of Wan Kuang Jing Hou, and must have some good genes from Wan Kuang Jing Hou. He had been strictly trained since childhood, so stopping Moyang was easy.

  Mo Yang woke up and suddenly saw the pitch-black sky, instantly feeling a bit dizzy. They weren't in the tomb, how did they suddenly come out?

  The tomb collapsed and someone is blasting the grave...

  Mo Yang suddenly remembered that Peng Siye had pushed him away, and then he was instantly hit by the falling giant stone and disappeared from view.

  Mo Yang hastily sat up, somewhat dispirited and asked: "Where is Peng Siye?"

  Wen Baiyu heard Mo Yang's voice and was about to reassure him that Peng Siye was fine, but before he could speak, Peng Siye suddenly pinched Wen Baiyu's hand. Wen Baiyu looked down at him in surprise, only to see Peng Siye winking at him.

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu was unable to speak, and Mo Yang had already rushed over. Seeing Peng Siye covered in blood, his face immediately turned pale, and he knelt down trembling. He stretched out his hand but didn't dare touch Peng Siye.

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu thought that Mo Yang was actually very soft-hearted, Peng Siye had saved him, and now Peng Siye looked like he was "on the verge of death" with a "weak breath", Mo Yang would definitely feel guilty and be extremely sad.

  Wen Baiyu glanced at Peng Siye, who had an expression that seemed to say he was about to ascend to heaven and become a deity. His acting skills were truly impressive, and it was clear that he was a genuine black-hearted merchant.

  Wan Ji Jing Hou walked over at this time, stretched out his hand and pulled up Wen Bai Yu, saying: "Don't bother with other people's business."

  Wen Baiyu said, "How can this be a trivial matter?" However, seeing Wan Jiahao transform back into human form without clothes on, and still looking so natural, Wen Baiyu's eyelids twitched violently. But his clothes had already been given to Wan Jiahao, and now he didn't have any either, so he could only ask Xue Bo for one.

  Xue Bai wore a Western-style suit jacket and took it off to hand it over to Wen Baiyu, who quickly helped Wan Qi Jinghou put it on.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou was naked inside, wearing a black suit outside. His figure didn't look sturdy, but actually had substance. Xue Bai's suit jacket couldn't be zipped up, revealing a large area of bare chest muscles, smooth waistline and sensual hip line, with nothing underneath, this visual impact was simply too great.

  So sultry...

  Wen Baiyu felt her nose itching, and she immediately reached out to wipe it. Fortunately, there was no real nasal bleeding, and she quickly coughed.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou seemed to see through his thoughts, and chuckled softly, saying: "Do you like watching?"

  Wen Baiyu thought you're too self-absorbed, but then heard Wan Kuang Jing Hou continue to say: "Want to touch?"

  Wen Baiyu was about to fall over backwards when he suddenly said: "Touch your grandfather."

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said faintly: "That won't work, can only touch me."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Wen Baiyu's hand was like a magnet, instantly attracted to the exposed abdominal muscles of Wan Qi Jing Hou, and even slid lightly over them.

  Wen Baiyu suddenly heard Wan Kuangying's rough breathing, as if he was going to devour someone...