Chapter 67: The Tomb of Wang Guangchuan (Part 2)

  Wan Xi Jing Hou helped Wen Bai Yu up, and just then saw Xi Chi walking over with a smile, beckoning to Wen Bai Yu, saying: "Return my claws to me."

  Wen Baiyu finally removed the golden claw from his hand and threw it to Xi Chi. Xi Chi's hands were slender and white, and the golden claw was made according to his specifications. Wen Baiyu had worn it for a while, and his fingers had left a ring of marks.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou stretched out his hand to hold Wen Bai Yu's hand and kissed it gently.

  Wen Baiyu glared at him and said, "Don't move your hands or feet."

  Wan Qi Jing Hou said faintly: "But I'm just moving my mouth."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Everyone was unharmed, and Wan Xi Jing Hou had just entered the tomb through a secret passage. As soon as he entered, he encountered a red-haired zombie. The first thing that came to his mind was to return from the secret passage, after all, he had promised Wen Bai Yu to be back in three minutes.

  However, the red-haired cornel although physically strong, would get angry as soon as he saw people, and actually followed Wan Xi Jing Hou into the thief cave. Fortunately, the thief cave was very narrow, and the red-haired cornel couldn't move around, but seeing that the rope above was about to pull the red-haired cornel up, Wan Xi Jing Hou used the dragon scale dagger to cut off the rope.

  Fortunately, no one was injured, and everyone prepared to go inside.

  He took the folded wheelchair off his back, put it on the ground and quickly opened it up. Then he placed Zou on the wheelchair and pulled out a blanket from his backpack to cover his legs.

  Zou Cheng nodded slightly, indicating he was done.

  Wen Baiyu looked at the situation and didn't know if they were really there to fight or not. They were even pushing a wheelchair in the tomb, fully equipped, it was as if they thought they were visiting a museum...

  They walked on and heard "click, click, click..."

  Everyone's footsteps paused, and after that voice struck three times, it quickly disappeared.

  Wen Baiyu shone her flashlight around with her hand, but there was nothing. The sound had come from the front.

  The crowd did not rush forward, and soon they heard "click, click, click..." three times, with a more urgent tone than before.

  It's just like...

  Knock on the door.

  Knock, knock, knock...

  "Knock knock knock..."

  The sound grew more urgent, appearing intermittently, and the crowd looked at the dark passageway, their backs chilled in unison. Who was knocking on the door in the tomb passage? Was it really knocking on the tomb door? That's too eerie.

  Knock, knock, knock...

  The knocking sound was getting more and more urgent, with a rhythmic pattern.

  Everyone felt a chill, Wen Baiyu glanced around at everyone, and they all nodded. Then, they slowly advanced forward in a crushing manner, their nerves stretched taut.

  "Knock... knock... knock..."

  The sound was still thinking, and it would ring out every now and then. The further they walked forward, the clearer the sound became. Moreover, they also heard another sound, in the interval between the knocking on the door, there was a slight "rustling" sound, as if someone was moving on the ground.

  A tomb appeared in front of me, without a gate. Compared with the dark tomb passage, it was not pitch black inside, and there were flickering lights.

  Someone!

  Everyone's first reaction was that there were people inside the tomb chamber, who had entered the tomb before them.

  This reaction caused everyone to turn off their flashlights at the same time, and the tomb passage suddenly became pitch black. No one knew who was inside.

  Soon, Wen Baiyu felt that something was off. If it were a person, there should be the glow of a lamp coming from inside the tomb, but instead, flickering flames were emanating from within, illuminating even the outside of the tomb to some extent, and the fire seemed quite large.

  How can people who are now fighting use such outdated equipment?

  Just as they were suspicious, there was another "knock knock knock" sound coming from inside, very clear, definitely coming from inside, and they were only separated from the sound by a tomb wall.

  The knocking sound was only three times, and then it was a "rustling" sound, like the sound of rubbing and moving on the ground, which was also very clear.

  Wen Baihe and others stood in the passageway attached to one side, looking inward from the tomb gate, and soon saw a figure projected onto the wall of the tomb chamber by the firelight.

  The shadow of a grown man, his figure was very strange, his shadow wasn't standing upright but crouched on the ground, with both hands hanging down, half-crouching and half-crawling forward, making "rustling" sounds, stopping from time to time, doing who-knows-what.

  This person's movements are too strange, not like a normal person at all. His shadow is cast on the wall, constantly moving back and forth in a half-crouching, half-crawling manner, occasionally stopping to make three knocking sounds: "knock knock knock".

  Wen Baiyu turned around and looked at everyone, but no one knew what the person inside was doing.

  At this moment, the people in the tomb began to move again, starting to move towards them. Everyone held their breath as the figures gradually grew larger, and then they saw a pair of hands covered with white hair stretching out from the tomb...

  It's zongzi!

  Everyone's heart tightened, if it wasn't for the zongzi, who would have so much body hair on their hands, and it was white, just like moldy long hair.

  In the blink of an eye, they saw a white big head stretched out from the tomb door, with the jumping firelight, that head was also covered with white hair, eyes sunken in, eyeballs shriveled up, he not only had white hair on his hands and head, but also exposed upper body was hairy, squatting on the ground, suddenly raised his head, looking at everyone.

  Wen Baiyu gripped the phoenix bone dagger tightly in his hand, and everyone thought that taking control of the situation would be better, otherwise, once White Hair Ball got angry, they would be at a disadvantage.

  Just as the lightning flashed, the white-haired cornel suddenly let out a loud "Keng---" roar, then quickly retreated into the tomb, making a rustling sound, as if hiding.

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  "What's going on with this zongzi?"

  Everyone shook their heads, was it because the zongzi was afraid of them? Was this zongzi particularly timid?

  Wan Xi Jing Hou beckoned with his hand and led the way into the tomb, where he saw that the white-haired old man had shrunk up into a ball, almost curled up into a single entity, trembling with fear in the corner of the tomb.

  Wen Baiyu looked at Xi Chi and said: "I think he's scared..."

  The white-haired corn husk hid in the corner, covering its head with its hands and making a "heh heh..." sound, extremely weak, like the sound of teeth chattering.

  The tomb is very special, as soon as you enter, you can see two large pots, one on each side, with a fire burning underneath, surprisingly, it's an eternal flame, using this flame to cook the pot, people have never seen it before.

  There's no telling what's in the pot, but if there is something, it must have been cooked dry after all these thousands of years.

  Apart from this, there is nothing else in the tomb chamber.

  Why are there two pots in the tomb of Guangwang King? This is too unusual.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Is it also for boiling people?"

  Everyone shook their heads, this was unknown, unless they looked back at the past, but first they had to deal with this white-haired dumpling, otherwise things would keep popping out of the pot and they would be attacked from both sides.

  The white-haired corn was always curled up in the corner, seemingly very timid.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou looked around the tomb and suddenly said: "I know what he was looking for just now."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou said, pointing to a corner of the place.

  Everyone followed his pointing direction and looked over, only to see that the tomb room was paved with floorboards. However, in the corner, a stone slab was obviously missing, which had been turned over by someone. A discerning person could tell at a glance that a hole had been dug there, but later filled with soil.

  And judging from this appearance, this filled-in hole is actually an escape tunnel.

  Wan Qi Jinghou said: "After the craftsmen finish repairing the tomb, they will be locked in the tomb to prevent them from revealing the news and attracting grave robbers. Therefore, many craftsmen will dig an escape passage when repairing the tomb. The Feng Shui of the tomb emphasizes hiding the wind, that is, sealing it tightly. Once an escape hole appears, it will inevitably affect the Feng Shui of the tomb. I guess this dumpling was probably prepared by a craftsman who was preparing to escape, dug a passage but was discovered."

  Everyone thinks it makes sense, but whether it's an escape route or not can only be determined by taking a closer look.

  Wen Kai and Wen Jiu Mu He Yi Chi were very familiar with this, so they walked over and squatted down.

  He pinched a handful of soil and sniffed it, then reached out to touch the side, and went on to touch the tomb wall, and suddenly smiled, saying: "Absolutely no mistake, this is an escape tunnel, but it was buried. The tomb walls around here are very thin, and the building structure is also weak, it should be a deliberate act by the craftsmen."

  He said, suddenly heard Zou Cheng yelled "Watch out!"

  That white-haired zongzi suddenly bounced on the ground and rushed over like a cannonball.

  Zhong Jian was shocked and immediately rushed up, embracing Xi Chi in his arms and dodging to the side. With a "thud", the two of them rolled onto the ground.

  Zhong Jian immediately grabbed Xi Chi and said: "Are you okay?"

  Xi Chi actually had nothing to do, even if the white-haired dumpling suddenly launched a sneak attack, he was wearing golden claws on his hands and had a weapon for self-defense. However, Zhong Jian's face was anxious as he rushed over to save him. Xi Chi's mood was very good, and he pretended to say: "Ah... Ah... My foot seems to be twisted."

  Zhong Jian was even more tense at this time, and let Xi Chi hurry up and sit down.

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  That white-haired corn rushed over, but did not attack Xi Chi. Wen Lei and Wen Jiu Mu quickly retreated, just to see the white-haired corn suddenly kneel down in front of the blocked escape hole, making a "gagging" sound in its throat, then suddenly fell to the ground, motionless.

  Wen Baiyu looked at Wan Qi Jinghou and said, "You really guessed it right, this zongzi is probably unfulfilled in its wish, so it became a zombie. Now that the wish is fulfilled."

  Zou Chengyi said: "It's not that he's a bad person, but rather a pitiful one. When we leave, let's take him with us and bury him outside."

  Wen Baiyu smiled and looked at Zou Chengyi, saying: "We've buried two people all the way here, this makes three."

  They were talking when suddenly a low voice said: "Young Master."

  Zou Chengyi immediately looked at him, Yi Feng stretched out his hand to push his wheelchair and pushed it back, then said: "There's something in the pot."

  As he spoke, everyone heard a "humming" sound coming from the large pot that was burning, as if something was moving back and forth inside the pot.

  The pot has been burning all along, and there are still things alive? Is it like those in the corpse cave again?

  The yin and resentment in the corpse cave are too strong, and Guangchuan Wang's means are too cruel. It's hard to make this kind of zongzi surrender to the corpse.

  Everyone held their breath, and then they heard General Wan Ji suddenly say: "He's here."

  As soon as he spoke, a large pot suddenly made a "hollow" sound and began to sway back and forth, as if something inside was constantly colliding.

  The big pot was supported by two brackets, suspended over the fire, although it was very sturdy, but couldn't withstand the left and right impacts, soon making a "crash" sound, tilting to one side.

  When the pot is tilted, everyone sees a dark patch inside. Because they don't dare to get close, what they see isn't very clear.

  "Boom!"

  The big pot finally couldn't bear the commotion, and with a loud crash, it fell to the ground, rolling "gululu" twice before continuing to roll slowly on the ground. Then, a bright metal hook extended from inside the big pot.

  Everyone was stunned, and Wen Jiumu said: "Weapons?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Qi Jing Hou stretched out his hand to stop everyone from retreating and said, "It's a snake."

  At the same time, a bright metal-colored hook suddenly emerged from the pot with a "whoosh" sound. To everyone's surprise, it was actually a snake, as thick as a person's forearm, with a tail that resembled a metal hook. It flew out of the large pot, coiled its tail, stood up straight, opened its big mouth, protruded its fangs, and made a "hissing" sound, seemingly searching for an opening to attack everyone.

  This snake is something that nobody has ever seen before. Even the wise and knowledgeable Wan Xizhou and Xi Qi have never seen such a strange and sinister snake.

  The snake's body is covered with thick, overlapping scales that resemble armor plates. The head of the snake is unusually large and resembles a lizard's head. The body of the snake is quite stout but not too long, and when fully extended, it is roughly the same size as an adult human.

  The strange snake stood upright with its upper body, staring with a pair of eyes, opening its big mouth, and two fangs in its mouth, which should be venomous.

  Moreover, this snake was indigestible and had been cooking in the pot for who knows how many years, it's unknown whether it was fireproof or not.

  Wen Baiyu gripped the phoenix bone dagger tightly in her hand, thinking to herself that she wouldn't know if she was afraid of fire unless she tried it out, and maybe she just wasn't afraid of ordinary flames.

  He was thinking, when the strange snake had swept its gaze over everyone, then fixed its eyes on Wen Jiumu.

  Wen Baiyu's heart skipped a beat. Was it because Wen Jiumu had only yin energy and no yang energy, so the strange snake planned to attack Wen Jiumu?

  Wen Baiyu was slightly on guard, when suddenly a "hiss" sound was heard. The strange snake suddenly rose from the ground and quickly pounced forward. Everyone had seen the snake's movement, and everyone's eyes were now fixed on Wen Jiumu.

  In the instant that the strange snake pounced, everyone reacted, but unexpectedly this strange snake was extremely cunning. The motion of pouncing on Wen Jiuzu was actually a feint, and the snake's body suddenly coiled in mid-air, changing direction.

  Just then, there was a loud "ah..." followed by a crash. Zou Chengyi's wheelchair flipped over and he was wrapped around the body of the strange snake, which had slammed him to the ground with a "whoosh".

  The monster snake's movements were extremely swift, its tail coiled around Zou Chengyi's legs, and its upper body quickly wrapped around him, instantly turning into a rope-like shape. Then the snake's body rapidly tightened, and its head poked out.

  Zou Chengyi was entwined by the strange snake, but he reacted extremely quickly. The blade on his finger ring popped out with a "click" and stabbed swiftly and accurately into the snake's seventh inch.

  Then all that was heard was a "click" sound, the knife blade seemed to be stuck by something, Zou Cheng's face turned pale in an instant, he stretched out his hand and pricked it, and then heard a "hiss" sound, the snake head shook once, and a scale was actually cut off by Zou Cheng.

  However, the seven-inch-long scales of the strange snake were actually double-layered, and in an instant, the strange snake reacted, "hiss" wrapping around Zou Chengyi's hands, shrinking its body tightly.

  "Ah..."

  Zou Chengyi's breath was choked, and a strange snake poked its head down and bit his neck.

  The snake's movements were too fast, and Zou Chengyi was entangled with it on the ground, no one could help, fire couldn't burn it, bullets couldn't shoot it, all fearing to hurt Zou Chengyi.

  Zou Chengyi was bitten, and everyone's heart skipped a beat. They had to rush to save him. This snake must be venomous, but they didn't know how toxic it was.

  Wan Qi Jinghou rushed forward and stretched out his hand to pinch the snake's head. The strange snake moved very quickly, wrapping around Zou Chengyi, and swiftly flashed by, making a "hiss" sound. Zou Chengyi was wrapped up by the strange snake and crashed into the corner of the tomb wall.

  Zou Chengyi was bitten by a strange snake and his body was immediately paralyzed, without even the strength to blink, and could only be rolled away by the strange snake.

  The strange snake did not rush to enjoy its prey, but instead used the hook on its tail to rip open Zou Chengyi's clothes with a "whooshing" sound. The snake's tail rolled up and actually drilled into Zou Chengyi's lower body.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou didn't catch it the first time, so he immediately went to grab again. The strange snake was disturbed and quickly rolled its body open, just at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly pounced out, just in time to block the other side, and Wan Kuang Jing Hou came with a left and right pincer attack.

  The strange snake wanted to change direction, but it was too late. Just as it did, a strong gust of wind blew over and grabbed the snake's head with one swift motion.

  The strange snake had no choice but to release Zou Chengyi and flung him out, then used the metal hook on its tail to swing at the wind.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's eyes were quick and his hands were fast, with a "whoosh" sound, he threw out the dragon scale dagger. The strange snake let out a loud hiss, its tail was nailed to the ground, struggling for a few moments.

  The strange snake struggled to free its tail, opened its mouth to bite the wind, and the wind pushed both hands to pry open the snake's mouth. Everyone took a breath of cold air, this action was too dangerous, the snake's mouth was very powerful, and it was spitting out venom.

  He suddenly flipped over with a gust of wind, his movements extremely nimble. Then, with a "bang!" he heard himself shouting, his hands propping up the snake's mouth, his knees pressed against the seven-inch mark on the strange snake's body.

  The glasses of the man who had just pounced out fell to the ground and were crushed by a strange snake. His eyes were not big, but slightly narrow and long. He usually wore glasses, which made him look a bit gentle, but he didn't talk much and was cold in his attitude. Now that he had lost his glasses, the man's narrow eyes narrowed, and on his face, apart from being cold, a hint of ferocity appeared.

  Just then, "pa" sound, the second layer of scales protecting the seven-inch snake was pressed by Yi Feng's knee cover, making a sharp blade piercing into the flesh, the scales had already sunk into the snake's meat, and a burst of blood spurted out, just splashing onto Yi Feng's shirt.

  The snake shook its head on the ground and made a "hiss" sound. It quickly stopped moving after shaking its head once.

  Wen Baiyu caught Zhou Chengyi, who had been flung out. Zhou Chengyi's whole body was shaking unnaturally, but his body was paralyzed and he couldn't even move his eyelids. Wen Baiyu quickly rummaged through her backpack for serum and pulled open Zhou Chengyi's collar to take a look.

  The strange snake didn't know what kind of poison it was, Zou Chengyi's neck had two small holes, still bleeding, but the blood color was not black, and there were no signs of festering or swelling at the wound.

  Wen Baiyu quickly gave Zou Chengyi a bloodletting, and then injected serum. Zou Chengyi's whole body was still paralyzed, unable to move at all. If it weren't for his eyes being open, with his chest heaving and gasping, Wen Baiyu would have thought that Zou Chengyi was beyond saving.

  Wan Qi Jing Hou walked over to check and said: "It should just be the anesthetic, it will be fine after a while."

  Everyone let out a sigh of relief, at this time Yi Feng also walked over, the strange snake was covered in blood, Yi Feng's body was also covered in blood, his black windbreaker was unzipped, without any buttons, fresh blood splattered on his white shirt, looking quite eerie.

  He first took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood off his hands, then he took off his own jacket and covered Zou Chengyi with it.

  His clothes were scratched by the strange snake's hook and his calves and knees were already exposed. Fortunately, the windbreaker was very long and covered Zhou Chengyi completely.

  The wind blew the wheelchair up, fortunately it was just a bump, and the wheelchair didn't collapse. Then they put Zou Chengyi back in the wheelchair, but his body was so weak that he could hardly sit upright.

  The crowd walked over, and the strange snake was already dead, its scales stuck into the flesh, a piece of blood and flesh blurred together. Wen Baiyu looked down and saw that Yi Feng's arm was almost as thick as the snake's body. The snake's head was twisted on the ground, and its mouth was wide open, definitely torn apart by Yi Feng just now.

  Wen Baiyu glanced at another pot, inside which was a sticky lump, and faintly visible was a metallic hook.

  Wen Baiyu stretched out his hand to invite everyone over, and when they looked into the pot, it was already a mess inside. Except for a hook, everything else was in clumps, looking very disgusting.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Did this pot also cook a snake? And it's been cooked to nothing?"

  Wan Qi Jinghou suddenly pulled out a ladle and stirred the pot, then scooped up some of the contents. The onlookers heard an unpleasant gurgling sound, like something sticky was being stirred. The noise was so disturbing that Wen Baiyu got goosebumps all over her body. In contrast, Wan Qi Jinghou's expression remained calm and collected.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou quickly pulled out the hook from inside and also pulled out something else, a red pill-like object.

  "What is this thing?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou shook his head and said: "I don't know, it should be after the snake was cooked."

  As they spoke, they saw Zou Chengyi constantly looking over here with his eyes sideways, his body unable to move, not even his lips could tremble, but his eyes kept moving, seemingly somewhat anxious.

  Wen Baiyu walked over, squatted down, and looked at Zou Chengyi sitting in a wheelchair, saying: "Do you know what this is for?"

  Zou Chengyi's tea-colored eyes moved slightly, looking up and down, as if nodding, but he still couldn't speak.

  "Let's take a break here and wait for Zou Chengyi to recover, otherwise it won't work if he remains numb like this."

  Everyone sat down to rest, they entered the tomb and encountered red-haired zongzi, then white-haired zongzi. Although the white-haired zongzi did not attack them, the "knock knock knock" sound of the door made everyone dizzy. Finally, there was a battle with the strange snake, which had already consumed a lot of physical strength.

  Everyone rested and had some dry rations, there was already a fire, which could also be used to heat up food.

  After resting for an hour, Zou Chengyi still couldn't move, and everyone was getting worried. The anaesthetic properties of the snake venom were surprisingly so powerful?

  Moreover, Zou Cheng's face began to show an abnormal flush, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Wen Baiyu said: "Could the snake venom be taking effect?"

  Zou Chengyi couldn't move, but his chest was heaving rapidly. Wen Baiyu reached out to touch his face, which felt scorching hot. His body temperature had risen to nearly 40 degrees Celsius. His pale face was flushed red, and his neck, ear roots, and exposed hands were all red. The brown irises of his eyes and the faintly blue whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot streaks.

  Wen Baiyu touched him, and although Zou Chengyi couldn't speak, his chest heaved rapidly twice, and his tea-colored eyes also moved, revealing a hint of panic.

  Wen Baiyu still thought that Zou Chengyi was too fierce, just about to speak, when Wan Kuang Jinghou suddenly beckoned him over, saying: "Baiyu, come here."

  Wen Baiyu walked over, rummaging through the backpack beside Wan Kuang Jing Hou, saying: "Did we bring any antipyretics? Zhou Cheng's physique is so poor, if he keeps burning up like this, it'll be fatal."

  He hadn't found it yet, but Wan Xi Jing Hou had already reached out and pressed down on his hand, saying: "Don't look anymore, come over and rest for a bit, if you can sleep then sleep."

  Wen Baihe and Qi Guai, Wan Zongjing Hou's attitude was very calm, as if he didn't care about Zou Chengyi at all.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou stretched out his hand and pressed his head onto his own shoulder, saying: "Close your eyes, go to sleep."

  He said, and kindly added a sentence: "If you don't sleep for a while and hear some noise, don't be embarrassed."

  Wen Baiyu blinked, looked up and saw Xi Chi smiling at herself with a particularly meaningful gaze. Her bright eyes glanced in the direction of Zou Chengyi, then lowered her voice and leaned over to say: "Hey, you're even more innocent than Zhong Jian."

  Wen Baiyu said: "What's wrong with Zhong Jian?"

  Xie Chi smiled slyly and said, "You're stupid, snakes are lustful, the fangs of that strange snake just now had anesthetic and that kind of thing, do you understand?"

  Wen Baiyu's face stiffened as soon as she heard it, coughed, and immediately buried her head in Wang Ju's shoulder to pretend to sleep.

  Everyone gathered in the tomb, which was not very large. The movement of that strange snake just now made many people aware that it had wrapped itself around Zou Chengyi, and the hook on its tail was coiled around Zou Chengyi's lower body, clearly indicating that it wanted to mate.

  Zou Chengyi is now uncomfortable, hot like fire, and can't move. Although everyone is embarrassed, they can't leave the tomb chamber. Who knows what will happen when they go out? Moreover, Zou Chengyi can't be left alone either.

  Zou Chengyi lay back in his wheelchair, his body unable to stay still, constantly sliding down. The wind picked him up and put him back up, touching Zou Chengyi's exposed hand. Zou Chengyi's eyes suddenly shook, his eyes filled with bloodshot, the tea-colored pupils already had a layer of mist, as if he had endured to the limit.

  He stretched out his hand and rummaged through his pocket, pulled out a new pair of glasses and put them on, saying softly: "Young master?"

  Zou Chengyi couldn't answer him, his throat let out a faint tremble of "hng", as if he had used up all his strength.

  Yi Feng's eyes hid behind his glasses, sliding up and down, as if sizing up Zou Chengyi, then still expressionless on the surface, he reached out to wrap his arms around Zou Chengyi, suddenly touching the place that had already been excited by the snake venom.

  Wen Baiyu pretended to fall asleep, and soon heard a "hiss" sound of gasping for air. Without thinking, it was Zou Chengyi who made the sound, followed by heavy panting.

  Wen Bai's face suddenly turned red, and then her feet felt numb, she didn't know how to arrange her hands properly.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou chuckled and said, "Sleeping, don't look at what's not proper."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou pinched his chin, gave him a peck on the lips and said: "If you can't sleep, let's exercise."

  Wen Baiyu wanted to vomit, this tomb was visible at a glance, and next to him sat Xi Chi, who feared that the world would not be chaotic, as well as his two uncles. Wen Baiyu did not have the mood to perform in front of everyone.

  Zou Chengyi slumped in his wheelchair, almost being held in Xi Feng's arms, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, his chest heaving rapidly, his tea-colored eyes darting back and forth, filled with humiliation and yet, an irrepressible longing, gazing complexly at the expressionless Xi Feng.

  Yi Feng lowered his head and looked at Zou Chengyi, whose face had turned red enough to bleed, and his lips had also turned red due to the heat. Yi Feng's face was cold and detached, and he suddenly said: "Young Master, I apologize for my rudeness."

  He said, taking off his glasses and suddenly bowing his head.

  Zou Chengyi's eyes suddenly widened in incredulity, and his lips were immediately covered by the wind.

  His lips parted slightly, with no strength at all, and the wind first held his lips, then his tongue came in, prying open his teeth, and swept over his tongue.

  Zou Chengyi's eyes widened, his eyeballs trembling wildly, his tongue was unable to move, but it was exceptionally soft, passively enduring the pull of the wind.

  The wind's kiss changed from gentle to violent, Zou Chengyi felt his tongue root numb and a little painful, but the pain became very strange, rushing straight to the brain.

  He couldn't move, his throat couldn't swallow, the kiss was so intense that a silver thread flowed from Zou Chengyi's mouth, and his face turned even redder. Shame made his eyes sour, and the mist grew thicker and thicker. In the end, he didn't know whether it was shame or comfort, but his eyes welled up with tears, and as his tea-colored eyes trembled, a stifled "hicc" sound came from his throat, and Zou Chengyi finally let go.

  He slowly opened his lips, which were slightly swollen and red, and his tongue felt sour and numb. The shame of having just been ravished made him stare at Yi Feng with wide eyes.

  Yi Feng's expression remained indifferent from start to finish, his index finger wiping away the silver thread at the corner of his mouth. He took out clothes from his backpack and gave Zou Cheng a simple wipe down before changing into them. Only after he was all set did he put his jacket back on, seemingly unaware of anything else.

  Wen Baiyu was still pretending to be a ostrich, but the two of them on that side seemed particularly intense. Listening to it made Wen Baiyu feel both embarrassed and awkward, and Wan Jingshou even came over to hold his hand, making him feel like his palm was burning with fire.

  When the two people on that side were done, Wen Baiyu couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh of relief. She raised her head to see that most people looked embarrassed, only Wan Jingshou was calm and collected, Xi Chi had an excited face, and the rest of the people were in the same normal reaction category as Wen Baiyu...

  After venting, the numbness gradually improved a bit. After half an hour, the numbness finally receded, his hands could move, his throat was hoarse, and his waist had no strength.

  He took out a bottle of water from his backpack and handed it to Zou Chengyi, who tried to twist the cap open but couldn't muster up enough strength after two attempts. When he finally managed to open it, he almost threw the bottle at himself.

  He was still quick-handed and sharp-eyed, so he helped him out with a hand. As their hands touched, Zou Chengyi immediately looked up at him, and Xiao Feng naturally withdrew his hand.

  Zou Chengyi drank a lot of water, his throat seemed to be on fire, his tongue was extremely hot, the temperature in his mouth seemed higher than usual, and his lips hurt. He fiercely wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

  Everyone had eaten, and Zou Chengyi's numbness receded, so he also ate a bit. Wen Baiyu hastily eased the awkwardness, saying: "That... earlier you seemed to know what was in the pot?"

  Zou Cheng opened his mouth, but his throat was hoarse and his voice was a bit husky. He said: "This snake was extremely rare during the Western Han Dynasty. It's a species from the Western Regions that I've seen in ancient books. The silver hook on its tail can be used to cook it into a red medicinal pellet. Although this snake belongs to yin evil, its scales are full of yang energy and is a rare medicine guide. I think its appearance here may have something to do with the Dan medicine we're looking for."

  Wen Baiyu quickly got up from the ground, brushed off his pants and said, "It's still better to bring this thing along."

  He said, rummaging through his backpack and pulling out an empty box, then filling it with the red dan medicine.

  The crowd stayed for a considerable amount of time, fortunately, they also recovered their strength and were ready to set off.

  They encountered a total of two tomb chambers, and further inside, they saw an aqueduct bridge. The water under it had not dried up, and the scale was very large. After crossing the entire bridge, there was a huge stone gate in front.

  Behind this stone gate should be the real tomb of Guangwang King.

  Everyone walked over to take a look, and under the stone gate, there was a gap. Wen Baiyu could feel a cold air gushing out and smiled, saying: "I know, behind it must be a thousand-year-old ice-made self-springing stone."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou stretched out his hand and felt around the gap under the stone gate, nodded and said: "This thousand-year-old ice shouldn't be small."

  Wen Baiyu smiled and said: "I'm coming, I'm coming."

  He said, letting Wan Qi Jinghou block him for a moment, so that Zou Chengyi and Xi Feng wouldn't see it and have to explain.

  Wen Baiyu's hand slid along the gap in the stone gate, and then a flame suddenly burst out of his palm. A loud rumbling sound was heard, and something behind the stone gate broke off and smashed to the ground.

  Everyone worked together to push open the door, and behind it was a giant stone slab that had been broken into two pieces. This thousand-year-old ice, even though it had been broken in two, was still incredibly massive, and it's unknown how much manpower and resources Guangchuan Wang spent on this tomb.

  The crowd easily broke through the tombstone and walked into the grave.

  After passing through the stone gate, it turned out to be a magnificent palace with huge halls, high domes and four towering stone pillars that reached the top of the hall. Two rows of guards stood on either side.

  Xie Chi sneered and said, "The King of Guangchuan is quite good at enjoying himself."

  Inside the grand hall, countless rare and precious treasures were on display, shining with a dazzling brilliance that was beyond words. After taking a look around, General Wan said, "Most of these are antiques from the Warring States period; they must have been dug up by Guangchuan Wang from his tomb."

  Xie Chi nodded and said, "His money is almost all earned through hard work."

  They walked in and heard Wen Baiyu say "Huh?" then pointed to the four load-bearing pillars, saying: "You see, Chui Long."

  Four pillars supporting the weight have a carving of clawless dragons coiled around them, from the bottom up, the dragon gods seem to be rising and falling, the dragon heads are still, the carvings are vivid and lifelike, as if they could come alive at any moment.

  Xie Chi said, "The Candle Dragon is a representative of the heavenly gods. The Guangchuan King indeed wanted to capture the Candle Dragon, but in ancient times, everyone was capturing the Candle Dragon, and it's almost extinct now. I reckon the Guangchuan King didn't catch one, so let's just console ourselves with that."

  The crowd walked through the grand hall filled with burial objects and entered the tomb passage. After about ten minutes, they suddenly heard the sound of rushing water, and a wave of moisture hit their faces.

  Wen Baiyu used her flashlight to illuminate the area, and suddenly saw four large white bridges in front of her. They seemed to be carved out of a single piece of white jade, spanning across the water's surface. Although the bridges weren't particularly big, finding four pieces of jade this size that could be carved intact was indeed no easy feat.

  Everyone walked onto the Jade Bridge, on which were also carved candle dragons. Further ahead was a flight of white jade steps that seemed to stretch on forever.

  Everyone looked up and saw that the steps went up layer by layer, with at least a few hundred steps. On the distant steps above, a palace was situated.

  The stairs were not too high, but very long. Yi Feng folded up the wheelchair and carried it on his back, then picked up Zou Chengyi. Zou Chengyi had some resistance to Yi Feng's touch after what happened earlier, but he couldn't walk himself and had no other choice.

  As the crowd walked up to the steps, they got closer to the palace and saw that it was actually a palace made of gold. On top of the golden hall stood two golden phoenixes with their heads held high and their wings spread wide, their long tails hanging down on either side of the gate.

  The temple gate was not locked, and Wen Baiyu pushed it open with one hand.

  The grand hall is extremely luxurious, with golden floors, golden load-bearing pillars, walls inlaid with gems, and ancient ritual vessels placed on the golden tables around.

  In the center of the great hall stood a huge coffin, behind which was a phoenix chair.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Look at this scale, is it Yang Chengzhaoxin's coffin?"

  Xie Chi smiled and said: "Does she still want to learn from Emperor Wu of Han's golden house and hidden concubine?"

  The palace is right in front of us, Wan Xi Jing Hou reminds everyone: "There should be poison on the golden objects, don't touch anything."

  Many palace maids were serving beside the coffin, but the appearance of the palace maids was very ugly, and all of them were short and stout.

  Wen Baiyu smiled and said: "Hey, did she deliberately choose these palace maids? Is she afraid of losing favor? Even the palace maids are chosen like this?"

  Yang Chengzhao was notorious for being jealous and ruthless, and it was well-known that she would not spare even the palace maids of those concubines she killed. It's only natural that she wouldn't trust them, so it's understandable that her own palace maids are as ugly as they are.

  Wen Baiyu walked around the coffin twice, the coffin was tightly closed. From this luxurious degree, it should be filled with burial objects inside.

  Wen Baiyu and they were looking for the elixir, the elixir that could cure strange diseases shouldn't be given to Yang Chengxiang as a burial object, right? Wen Baiyu didn't plan to open this coffin. "That woman was so vicious and poisonous, she might have turned into a rice ball after death, it's better not to open it."

  Xie Chi said: "How do you know that the elixir won't be buried with her, and those who helped Guangchuan King strategize and remove bones are all Yang Chengzhao?"

  Wen Baiyu looked at him and said, "You really aren't planning on using public power for personal revenge?"

  Xie Chi smiled and said, "It's just a coincidence that I happened to whip the corpse."

  Wen Baiyu suddenly shuddered and said: "Then open the coffin."

  After all, regarding Wen Xue and Zou Chengyi's life and death, she couldn't let go of this opportunity. Wen Baiyu retreated two steps back, allowing Xi Chi to open the coffin.

  The coffin is made of gold, so it's not nailed shut. Instead, two clasps are used to secure the lid in place, but these clasps are inside and once they're locked, they can't be opened from the outside.

  Xī Chí put the golden claw on his hand, Zhōng Jiǎn was worried about him, he wanted to open the lid, and must be in close proximity to the coffin. Yáng Chéng Shuò was ruthless and cruel when he was alive, he feared that Xī Chí would get hurt.

  He waved his hand and said, "I have a measure."

  He said, and the golden claw touched around the coffin, immediately hearing a "click" sound, the golden claw had already inserted into the gap of the coffin board, the tightly closed coffin was scratched by his claws, revealing a seam.

  Wen Ke and Wen Jiu Mu watched from the side, they didn't know what kind of background Xi Chi had. Looking at each other, they thought he was just a young master from some family, thinking it would be fun to follow him, but unexpectedly, although Xi Chi looked young, his skills were surprisingly mature and proficient.

  Xī Chí didn't open it all the way, just cracked a seam, and then heard a "whooshing" sound. Zhōng Jiǎn reached out to grab Xī Chí's shoulder, covering his mouth and nose, and pulled him back several steps.

  Everyone also saw a black smoke emerging from the golden coffin, and they all covered their mouths and noses and retreated.

  He quickly opened the wheelchair, put Zou Chengyi on it, then took out a gas mask from his backpack and put it on. He also took out an air extraction device and walked over to extract the black gas emanating from the coffin.

  It wasn't until about fifteen minutes later that all the black air was sucked away and nothing else came out of the coffin's seams.

  Turn off the instrument for drawing wind and then take off the gas mask.

  Yi Feng turned his head and said to the crowd: "The thing in this coffin shouldn't be simple, I'll take care of the rest."

  He said, his two hands "cracked" and grasped the coffin board, and with a loud "hiss", the coffin board was blown away by an internal force, spinning in mid-air, and landed on the ground with a "thud".

  Everyone secretly cried out in dismay, just as a withered hand stretched out from the coffin and grabbed Yifeng's wrist with a "slap". With a rustling sound, Yifeng's sleeve instantly turned black, seemingly corroded by something extremely potent.

  "Good grief!"

  Zou Chengyi shouted.

  Everyone saw a woman suddenly sitting up in the coffin, her face was well preserved, she died young, with a beautiful face and a charming and seductive aura, as if born to attract men. However, the body that climbed out, including hands and arms, had already turned into mummies.

  Zongzi's withered hand grasped the railing, and her charming face smiled at the wind.

  Suddenly, a "Bang!" was heard, followed by a sharp cry of "Ahhhhh!!"

  Only to see Ah Feng's right hand move, suddenly lift up, and fire a shot at Zongzi's face. Zongzi's face was instantly blown out with a big hole, and his hand relaxed, Ah Feng's body quickly retreated backwards.

  Zongzi was hit by a bullet and fell heavily into the coffin. A scream came from inside the coffin, followed by loud wailing: "My face... my face..."

  Wen Baiyu said: "This is terrible, this zongzi actually has consciousness."

  Generally, after a zongzi dies and its body changes, it will lose consciousness. It's just like the white-haired zongzi they saw - even if he knew where the escape passage was when he was alive, he couldn't find it after death. So, he kept searching but wouldn't speak, only making sounds similar to a frog's croak.

  And this zongzi can actually talk and seems to be very clear-headed.

  Zongzi was yelling loudly in the coffin, and the coffin kept shaking. The wind retreated and came back, saying: "There is a special burial box in the coffin."

  As soon as he spoke, everyone's heart skipped a beat, it seemed they would have to deal with this dumpling after all.

  Zongzi was yelling in the coffin, two withered hands grasped the edge of the coffin, a face had been shot, and there was an extra hole on his forehead, his hair was also disheveled from falling into the coffin, and the decorations on his head were slightly disheveled. Zongzi's expression was extremely ferocious as he struggled to climb out of the coffin.

  "What should we do now?"

  Wen Baiyu's eyes rolled around and said, "Our goal is the things in the coffin. Let's see if we can find what we're looking for. This zongzi is not easy to mess with, we need someone to hold him down, then someone goes into the coffin to dig out the stuff."

  As soon as he spoke, the task of luring someone out naturally fell on Yi Feng's shoulders. After all, he had just fired a shot and hit Zongzi in the face. With Zongzi's well-maintained face, he would definitely hold a grudge against Yi Feng, making him the most stable choice for pulling hatred values.

  However, Ah Feng's left hand was injured, his wrist had turned black in a circle, as if a layer of skin had been corroded away.

  Yi Feng moved his hand slightly, took off his glasses and handed them to Zou Chengyi, saying: "Trouble you, young master, to take care of it for me."

  He said, and added another sentence: "This is a spare, if it breaks again, there will be no more."

  Zou Chengyi looked at the glasses in his hand, then raised his head to glance at Yi Feng. Yi Feng's face was extremely cold and expressionless, making him look somewhat unapproachable without his glasses.

  Zou Cheng paused for a moment and said, "Be careful."

  Wen Baiyu said: "Alright, let's do it this way. I'll go dig things up with Xi Chi, Wan Sui Jinghou and Zhong Jian will help Yi Feng hold the zongzi, and the two uncles will take care of Zou Chengyi."

  He nodded slightly.

  Xī Chí said discontentedly: "I want to make zongzi."

  Wen Baiyu said: "I'm afraid you'll use excessive force and take revenge on me, come with me to dig up the coffin."

  Xie Chi said discontentedly: "I just want to make zongzi."

  Wen Baiyu: "......"

  Zhong Jian saw that Xi Chi was not cooperating and said: "You're wrapped around the rice dumpling, I'm also worried, you go dig up the coffin and I'll protect you."

  "Then give me a kiss."

  Zhong Jian's face turned red, and Wen Baiyu was speechless. He rushed to Yi Chi and said: "The zongzi is already coming! Are you still flirting? Can't you be more professional?"

  Xi Chi let out a hum, quickly rolled along the ground, and slid out very far. Zongzi pounced over, indeed towards Xi Feng, on one side baring his teeth and claws to pounce, using his withered hand to grab, while roaring: "My face... you actually dare to hurt my face..."

  Wen Baiyu immediately caught up with Xi Chi, and the two of them rushed to the side of the golden coffin in a few steps. Looking around, they saw that the coffin was filled with burial objects, countless in number.

  "What box? So many boxes!"

  Wen Baiyu's eyes swept around in a circle, the fight over there was extremely fierce, Zongzi's resentment was too strong, the shouting shook the sky, almost collapsing the roof.

  Zongzi rushed over to catch Yi Feng, but beside him were Wan Kuang Jing Hou and Zhong Jian. The two men's skills didn't need to be mentioned, and Yi Feng's movements were also very agile. Three people dealing with one Zongzi was more than enough.

  At this moment, Zongzi saw Wan Qi Jinghou and stopped chasing after the wind. With a withered bony hand, she touched her beautiful hair, smiled at Wan Qi Jinghou, and threw him a flirtatious glance, whispering: "Am I beautiful? Am I not very beautiful?"

  Wen Baiyu anxiously searched for the box that Yi Feng had mentioned, but over there was a cacophony of shouting and fighting. Wen Baiyu's heart was actually under great pressure, when suddenly she heard Zongzi's voice on the frequency, and couldn't help but burst out laughing, saying: "Your man is really lovestruck at first sight."

  Wen Bai's face was not light, she raised her head and glared at Wan Qi Jing Hou. She saw that Zongzi was using his withered hand to gently comb his own hair. If you ignored his body and only looked at his face, he was indeed a beauty. No wonder he could enchant the Guangchuan King. But now it's extremely eerie.

  Wen Baiyu glared at Xi Qi with a bad temper, her eyes paused for a moment, and suddenly saw a pale blue jade box in the coffin. She pointed to the box and said: "This! It should be this one, it's the bone!"

  He said, quickly putting on his gloves and reaching for the box. As soon as he touched it, he felt something was off - there was a mechanism on the box.

  Just then, "Ka-chak..." sounded, and Wen Baiyu let out a loud roar: "Get down!"

  Everyone immediately fell to the ground, Zou Chengyi's body tilted to one side, and he fell from his wheelchair, also falling to the ground. The glasses in his hand flew out, and Zou Chengyi looked up at the glasses not far away, stretching out his hand to reach for them.

  Just then, a loud "whooshing" sound was heard, and Zou Chengyi was suddenly pressed to the ground by an invisible force. The wind pinned people to the ground, and everyone stuck tightly to the earth, not even daring to breathe.

  Accompanied by a "whooshing" sound, the zongzi let out a strange and mournful howl, "I... my face!! Ahhhhhh!!!"

  The sound of the crossbow/arrows finally subsided, and everyone looked up to see that Zongzi had been turned into a sieve, pierced by countless arrows and nailed to the wall. Of course, her proud face had also been nailed into a beehive-like state, making it absolutely impossible for her to rise again. The sight was exceptionally terrifying.

  Never thought this mechanism would end up killing itself.

  The wind rose from the ground and grabbed Zou Chengyi, saying: "Don't you want to live? Haven't you seen the crossbow arrows flying over?"

  Yi Feng's tone was harsh, and his voice wasn't soft either. Zou Chengyi was taken aback by such a tone, and immediately turned red in the face. His tea-colored eyes were filled with anger and humiliation. He picked up the glasses on the ground and threw them at Yi Feng's face, then pushed him away.

  The wind was taken aback for a moment, then put on his glasses and said, "Sorry, young master, I lost my composure for a moment."

  Zou Chengyi ignored him and crawled in the direction of the wheelchair, but the force of the crossbow/arrows was too great, the wheelchair had been knocked flying, one wheel was deformed, it was completely unusable.

  The wind rushed over and picked up Zou Chengyi, saying: "Young Master..."

  Zou Cheng glared at him with his eyes wide open and growled in a low voice, "Get out."

  "Ah, wind pushed his glasses and said: 'Young master, it's my fault.'"

  He stretched out his two arms and leaned on the edge of the coffin, laughing with a "heh heh heh" as if hoping for chaos in the world, saying: "Hmph, it seems like they're quarreling over there."

  Wen Baiyu poked him and said, "Stop staring, hurry up and take out the box."

  Xie Chi put on his gloves, reached into the coffin and felt around. At the bottom of the box was tied a very thin silver thread. If one didn't have experience, pulling it upwards would trigger the mechanism, and he wouldn't know if the crossbow/arrow had finished shooting or not, or if there would be a second wave.

  Xie Chi lifted the box up with a seam, then let Wen Baiyu use the phoenix bone dagger to cut off the silver thread, and smoothly took the box out from inside.

  They took out the box, which was sealed. Everyone gathered around. This bone box was particularly exquisite and had a tree carved on it. It's unknown what this tree represents.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Open and take a look?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou put on gloves and took a look, saying: "There should be no mechanism."

  Everyone was about to open it and take a look, but Zou Chengyi suddenly said: "Don't open it."

  Wen Baiyu looked at his pale face and said: "What's wrong? Is there a mechanism in this box or something like poisonous insects?"

  Zou Cheng shook his head, his face still pale, and his whole body trembled as he looked at the box. "I don't know, but... I can feel that there's something inside the box... it's very dangerous."

  His face was extremely pale and kept trembling, looking extremely frightened. Everyone had also understood Zhou Chengyi's temper along the way.

  Zou Chengyi, although disabled, has a strong personality and would never show his weak side unless absolutely necessary. But now Zou Chengyi is scared pale, trembling all over, as if the box really does contain something that terrifies him.

  But Zou Chengyi couldn't say anything else.

  Everyone was in trouble at the same time.

  Zhong Jian said: "Then let's pack up first and wait until we go out again to open it. Let's head inside for now."

  Everyone nodded, anyway, the box had been taken away, and it was impossible to grow wings and fly away, so they didn't rush to open it and just put it in their backpack.

  This thing makes Wan Jie Jing Hou carry it on his back safest, and several people give it to Wan Jie Jing Hou to carry on his back.

  Zongzi was nailed on the wall, with his eyes wide open, refusing to die.

  The crowd walked past from the side, went out of the back door of the Golden Temple, and then walked in to see two empty temples with burial objects on display. After passing through a stone gate, there was another magnificent grand hall.

  They entered the grand hall, where a coffin was placed inside, with an offering table behind it, on which a bronze sword was still inserted.

  As soon as he saw that treasured sword, his emotions suddenly became somewhat agitated, and his whole body trembled, as if suppressing anger.

  Wen Baiyu looked at Xi Chi and said: "Is this really the coffin of Guangchuan King?"

  However, it is not correct that Guangchuan Wang was also a vassal level, and there should be layers, but this is indeed a coffin, and there is no outer coffin.

  Xie Chi sneered and said: "This is not Guangchuan Wang's, but his dog-headed military advisor's."

  As soon as he said that, Wen Baiyu knew that this was the military strategist who had come up with a plan for Guangchuan Wang, or rather, the person who had suggested that Guangchuan Wang should take the initiative to kill Heye Hou, and also the one who had come up with the idea of crushing Zhong Jian's bones and ashes.

  Xī Zhì pointed to the precious sword on the offering table and said, "This sword was taken out of the tomb by me. At that time, this military strategist was highly favored, and Liu went to reward him with a sword. Even if it's turned into ashes, I can still recognize it."

  He said that and was about to walk over. It seemed like it wasn't just a simple case of whipping the corpse. Zhong Jian quickly stopped him, saying: "Calm down."

  He ignored him, his whole body trembling, the golden claws opening and closing with his hands, a low growl like a wild beast coming from his throat, as if even Zhong Jian was invisible.

  The Hua Yu Hou, who was actually wandering among the tombs, sounded powerful and prestigious, but in reality, every time he fought, it was a test of life and death. Don't look at Xi Chi's cute appearance, she was also a ruthless character. Now, with this expression, revealing a hint of ferocity, everyone was startled.

  Zhong Jian stretched out his hand and tightly hugged Xi Chi, saying: "When we came out, we agreed that this time you would listen to me. Xi Chi, Xi Chi, did you hear?"

  Xie Chi seemed to have not heard anything, didn't even glance at Zhong Jian, Golden Claw suddenly lifted up, with a "whoosh" sound, Zhong Jian let out a loud hum, and actually scratched his arm.

  Xie Chi's golden claw had previously stained the blood of Hong Mao Zongzi, which was poisonous. It scratched Zhong Jian's arm, and his wound instantly turned black and swelled up quickly.

  Wen Baiyu was shocked, Xi Chi had been searching for Zhong Jian for two thousand years, and had gone through so much suffering. Wen Baiyu knew that Xi Chi absolutely could not harm Zhong Jian, even if he was faced with his arch-nemesis, Xi Chi still couldn't bring himself to hurt Zhong Jian.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Something's off, Xi Chi's behavior is off."

  Wan Qi Jing Hou looked at the coffin and said, "There's a problem with the wood of the coffin."

  Xie Chi's emotions were extremely violent, and he didn't even glance at the injured Zhong Jian, already walking towards the coffin.

  Wen Baiyu said: "Don't let him pass."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou immediately stepped forward, blocking Xi Chi with one hand. Xi Chi's golden claw swiped through the air with a "whooshing" sound, and Wan Xi Jing Hou quickly withdrew his hand to avoid it. Then, he grasped Xi Chi's shoulder, causing Xi Chi to let out an "ah..." as he suddenly knelt down on the ground, his knees thudding against the earth with a loud "thud", almost creating a large hole in the ground.

  Zhong Jian's arm had gone numb, but he struggled to get up. Wen Baiyu hastily stopped him and said to Wan Kuang Jing Hou: "Don't hit too hard."

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou relaxed his grip a bit, and Xi Chi suddenly sprang up from the ground, fiercely pouncing towards the coffin.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou's hand grasped and suddenly pressed down on Xi Chi, then with a flick forward, there was a loud "bang" sound. Xi Chi flew out and crashed onto the sword on the offering table, causing the sword to fall to the ground. The floorboards of the great hall emitted a thunderous rumble.

  Zou Chengyi's eyes widened as he said, "It's going to collapse."

  As he spoke, the huge coffin had "rumbling" sound first collapsed, followed by other floors, shaking one after another, and then falling down.

  Zhong Jian couldn't care less about anything else and rushed over to hug Qi Chi, who had almost fainted from being smashed. His feet felt light for a moment, and then he sank down all of a sudden.

  Everyone had nowhere to escape, the floor of the great hall suddenly collapsed, and all the people fell down instantly.

  Wen Baiyu fell with a thud, but fortunately the distance was not far, and everyone let out a painful cry as they quickly scrambled to their feet.

  Xie Chi was shaken awake and saw Zhong Jian holding him, next to a scattered coffin. The coffin had been smashed open, the lid cracked, and inside it was empty!

  Everyone frowned at the cracked coffin and said: "What's going on? It seems that the coffin is empty?"

  Xī Chí woke up to see a wound on Zhōng Jiǎn's arm, which had already been treated but was still slightly swollen. Xī Chí had just been enraged by the scent of the coffin, but his memories remained. He suddenly shrunk back, looking pitifully at Zhōng Jiǎn and said: "Sorry."

  Zhong Jian saw Xi Chi like this and couldn't bear to blame him, so he quickly hugged him in his arms and comforted him, saying: "It's okay, really, the wound isn't deep."

  Wen Baiyu touched his nose, these two people are really annoying.

  Everyone got up from the ground, below was pitch black, they all turned on their flashlights and looked at each other, seemingly no one was injured.

  Wen Baiyu shone his flashlight and found that this was also a tomb passage, but the things on top had fallen down, with stones and coffins scattered all over, making the entire tomb passage look somewhat disheveled.

  The crowd climbed over the rubble and saw a faint light in front of them, which seemed to be a long-burning lamp.

  They walked forward, and after a while, they saw many long lanterns shining on the tomb wall in front of them. They were all in the shape of candle dragons, with fire spirits in their mouths, and the flames of the lanterns shot out from the fire spirits.

  At the end of the tomb path was a tomb chamber, and the grandiose gate of the tomb chamber was not closed. Wen Baiyu looked up at it, thinking that this gate was so big and thick that no one could open it if it fell down. However, for some reason, the gate had not been closed, which did not conform to Cang Feng's characteristics.

  They went in, and Wan Xi Jing Hou said: "You see."

  He said, using his flashlight to shine upwards into the sky.

  All that can be seen is a huge dome, towering so high that the top cannot be seen. From the dome hang nine chains, each carved with the shape of a dragon coiled around a candle. The nine chains hold up a massive coffin, suspended in mid-air.

  Wen Baiyu laughed and said: "Still flying in the sky? Does this Guangchuan King want to become an immortal after death?"

  Nine chains of locks faintly visible in the dark tomb, at first glance it really looks like a large coffin floating in mid-air, if the lighting equipment is not ideal, I estimate that the incoming grave robbers will be frightened.

  Directly below the coffin, a huge dan furnace was placed, and the dan furnace still had fire burning inside. After such a long time, it seemed to be refining the elixir.

  Everyone who saw the alchemy furnace was overjoyed, for they were searching for Guangchuan Wang's elixir. However, at this moment, the furnace was still burning, seemingly unfinished, and no one knew when it would be completed.

  Everyone walked around the edge of the alchemy furnace and suddenly, Wen Baiyu took a deep breath. Everyone turned to look and found that there was actually a dead person leaning against the edge of the alchemy furnace. The person had already decayed into white bones, with their body twisted and leaning against the furnace.

  Wen Baiyu said: "How can there be a corpse exposed here? Isn't this a great calamity? Not to mention ascending to heaven, it's good that the King of Guangchuan didn't fake his own death."

  Everyone also felt strange, and Wan Qi Jinghou suddenly frowned and said, "Look at his legs."

  Everyone lowered their heads to look at the white bones of his legs. His leg bones were somewhat twisted, seemingly disabled, and the bones had turned black.

  "Disabled?" said Zou Chengyi.

  Xī Chí shook his head and said: "No, this is the corpse of Guangchuan King. Before Guangchuan King died suddenly, he dreamed that a white fox had injured his leg."

  Wen Baiyu raised his head and looked at the coffin above, saying: "Is this Guangchuan Wang? What's in that coffin? Can't be that Guangchuan Wang hasn't even had time to get into the coffin, and they've already hung it up in the sky?"

  Xī Chí shook his head and said: "Put down the coffin and take a look, then you'll know."

  He said, with some eagerness.

  They were talking when they suddenly heard a "creaking" sound, and everyone immediately looked up to see that the huge coffin above their heads had actually opened by itself.

  Nine iron chains were tied to a coffin, and the coffin suddenly shook violently, causing the nine iron chains to clank continuously. It seemed that something was knocking against the coffin from inside, restlessly trying to get out.

  Xie Chi smiled and said: "Now it's settled, he wants to come out himself. However, we can confirm one thing - that is, Guangchuan Wang lies here, and there is another person in the coffin."

  He said, unable to help but laugh happily: "Thinking about it, it's really a retribution. After all the effort to build an underground palace, changing the tomb site, and using obstacles to block the view, in the end, he himself was exposed outside."

  As soon as he said this, everyone couldn't help but sigh in regret. Indeed, Guangchuan Wang had been extravagant all his life, and even after death, he wanted to be buried in Shangyong, only to end up relying on the alchemy furnace to become a white skeleton.

  It was just an instant, the coffin on top of his head shook more and more violently, and inside began to make "clattering... clattering!" sounds, as if something was knocking against the coffin, wanting to run out from inside.

  Wan Kuangying blocked Wen Baiyu and retreated, saying: "Everyone retreats to the corner."

  If the huge coffin fell down, it wouldn't be a joke. Everyone retreated to the corner of the tomb chamber and stood against the wall.

  Wen Baiyu looked at the dan furnace under the coffin with some worry. If the coffin really fell down, wouldn't the dan furnace be finished?

  Wen Baiyu wanted to rescue Dan Lü, but at this moment, "Bang——" a sound, a chain could no longer withstand the pull, violently snapped, the huge coffin made a "creaking" sound, tilting to one side. Fortunately, there were nine chains, and the material did not immediately fall down.

  A huge coffin kept making "creaking" sounds, and suddenly there was a loud "crack!" The coffin split open from the middle, revealing a gap, and a hand poked out from inside.

  The person in the coffin seems to be wearing armor and has armor plates on his arms.

  A huge red scaly armor, emitting a dazzling glow, and in that hand was grasped a long spear, the whole body of which was also entirely red, similarly emitting a dazzling glow, like metal but not quite like metal.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou's eyes narrowed, his breathing paused for an instant, and his gaze fixed on the arm that emerged from the coffin.

  Wen Baiyu sensed Wan Jingshou's change in breathing and couldn't help but look at him, saying: "What is that?"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou said faintly: "It's the scale and bones of a candle dragon."

  Xī Chí's expression was somewhat surprised, saying: "This is impossible... Liu Qù really caught the Candle Dragon?!"

  Wen Baiyu's heart skipped a beat, no wonder Wan Qi Jing Hou's breathing would change for a moment.

  "He's wearing armor made from the scales of a candle dragon. The King of Guangchuan has always wanted to capture a candle dragon, and the military advisor said that its scales can be used to make a magical armor that not only makes you immune to swords and guns but also allows you to resurrect after death and even ascend to immortality. The bones of the candle dragon can also be used to make a candle dragon halberd, which is the hardest thing in the world, surpassing any other weapon by thousands or tens of thousands of times."

  Wen Baiyu looked at Wan Jijinghou with some concern, but Wan Jijinghou's expression changed only for a moment and then remained unchanged.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou suddenly said: "Be careful, it's going to break."

  He said, and then heard "Boom——" again. One side of the coffin had already tilted down, and inside, a zongzi wearing armor was struggling constantly, its arms twisting and turning, wanting to come out of the coffin.

  All of a sudden, there was a loud "Boom" sound. The huge coffin in the air burst open and a figure rushed out from inside it. With a "Bang" sound, the coffin immediately split into two halves, suspended in mid-air by chains, swinging back and forth with a "Whoosh-whoosh" sound.

  The chain "swished" down, and everyone immediately fell to the ground. The chain brought a huge coffin fragment that barely brushed over their heads, with an ear-piercing whistling sound.

  Suddenly, a chill aura filled the entire tomb, and a figure wearing armor and holding a dragon-headed spear stood in the center of the tomb. His face was exposed, his skin still intact but relatively well-preserved, but his cheeks were sunken, his skin had lost its elasticity, and he looked like a monster with a skeleton wrapped in skin.

  "Hmph!" he said with a snort, "It's that military advisor."

  As soon as he spoke, everyone suddenly understood that the military strategist wanted to resurrect the demon armor or fly into an immortal, so with great care and consideration, he threw Liu's corpse outside and put on the demon armor himself, enjoying this vast underground palace. The coffin that was shattered earlier was empty, which should have been the military strategist's coffin.

  A zongzi wearing a demon armor stood in the tomb, holding a red long spear in his hand and making a "heh heh heh" roar.

  Wen Baiyu said in surprise: "Isn't it said that you can fly with an immortal, but this zongzi doesn't even have consciousness, and it's not as good as the female zongzi in front."

  Wan Qi Jinghou said: "The problem should be with the escape pod, the seal was damaged, even if it's been repaired, it's still a difference of a thousand miles."

  As they spoke, the zongzi had already sensed the human blood and began to gradually become enraged, letting out a "gurgling" roar from its mouth. Its eyes had shrunk, but not completely, and were now about the size of green beans, suspended in their dry eye sockets. As it turned its gaze, the crowd felt an overwhelming sense of nausea, as if they were about to vomit.

  Zongzi rushed towards Wen Baiyu first, and Wan Qi Jinghou brought him with a pounce. Wen Baiyu turned around, and a flame burst out from his palm, but when the flame met the demon armor, it seemed to be absorbed.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou grabbed Wen Bai Yu again and pounced forward, just hearing a "hiss" sound. The dragon spear inserted into the floorboard, the stone brick flipped up high, splashing out.

  Wan Xi Jing Hou quickly said: "No use, his armor is made of the scales of a candle dragon, fire can't penetrate it."

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou reacted quickly, Zongzi wore a huge armor, the scales of the candle dragon were very large, and the movement was naturally not as smooth, plus it was already a Zongzi, and naturally there was no living person's intelligence.

  Zongzi's eyes landed on Wen Baiyu and Wan Jinghou, but immediately shifted to Wen Kuang and Wen Jiumu. Wen Kuang was not one to be underestimated, and with a "bang bang" he fired two shots, causing Zongzi to let out a strange cry of "Kua——". He stumbled backward several steps before crashing into the tomb wall with a loud "thud".

  Wen Kai knew that the scales of the dragon candle were hard, and it was possible that they would even bounce back bullets. Naturally, he aimed at the exposed head, and one bullet hit the left eye of the zongzi.

  Zongzi was roaring crazily, although he was injured and his flesh and blood were torn apart, but he had also completely gone into a frenzy.

  His eyes were blind in one eye, couldn't see clearly, and would grab people when he saw them. Wen Xuan pressed down on Wen Jiuyi, suddenly lowered his body, and the rice dumpling pounced over, hitting nothing but air, letting out a low growl of "heh heh".

  Zongzi climbed up, let out a crazy roar, and went to grab Zou Chengyi and Xi Feng. Xi Feng hugged Zou Chengyi tightly, with no hands to fight back, he could only quickly dodge.

  Wen Baiyu felt that this wasn't a solution either, they should just take the elixir and leave. Otherwise, the demon armor was too hard and the dragon spear was too sharp, these two things were also too overpowered.

  At this moment, Zou Chengyi shouted: "The elixir is on him! On his armor!"

  Everyone was in an uproar, and as they looked over, they saw that the chest of the demon armor had three dan medicines the size of fingernails. They were not red, but rather blue, and the round dan medicines were actually being used as decorations, embedded in the chest of the demon armor.

  It seems that Dan medicine can not only relieve the onset of strange diseases but also prevent decay and embalming.

  Wen Baiyu thought that this was it, wanting to take advantage of the situation wouldn't work, she had to subdue the enraged Zongzi.

  Zongzi seemed to have also discovered that Zou Chengyi was not normal, and his movements were inconvenient. He immediately gave up chasing others and launched a fierce attack on Zou Chengyi. Yi Feng rolled around on the ground with Zou Chengyi in his arms, and a gust of wind sounded from behind him. The Dragon Halberd had already flown over, and Zou Chengyi let out a loud shout. Yi Feng quickly ducked down to block Zou Chengyi.

  Wen Baiyu felt that this was not a solution. Her eyes scanned the area and suddenly saw a long chain hanging down, with a coffin split in two halves.

  Wen Baiyu's eyes lit up and he beckoned to Wan Qi Jinghou for help. Just then, a gust of wind heard Wen Baiyu shout: "Duck!"

  The wind swept past Zou Chengyi's head, and with a loud "whooshing" sound, the black iron chain was violently thrust forward, carrying a massive coffin that swung up and struck the air, brushing against Xi Feng and Zou Chengyi's hair as it flew by. Before even reacting, a loud "crashing" sound echoed through the air as the massive coffin slammed into Zhuozi's chest. Even with his sturdy demonic armor, he couldn't withstand the enormous impact. Letting out a mighty roar, Zhuozi was sent flying backward.

  "Bang!" A loud noise, the zongzi suddenly crashed into the tomb wall, and the huge tomb wall was instantly smashed with flying stones.

  Wan Kuang Jing Hou didn't stop at all, picked up the candle dragon spear that had fallen to one side, and suddenly charged forward. The fiery candle dragon spear seemed to emit a strong red glow, and then Wan Kuang Jing Hou let out a low shout.

  "Pffft——" With a sound, the sharp tip of the dragon-headed halberd pierced into the neck of the zongzi, and the zongzi's throat emitted a "hē——hē——" gasping sound, as if someone was strangling its throat, and soon it stopped moving.

  Wen Baiyu was startled and immediately ran forward. Wan Jingshou was not injured, he loosened his hand and threw the Huo Long spear to one side, looking coldly at the motionless Zongzi.

  The crowd gathered around, and Xi Chi smiled and said: "Ah, it's really ruthless. This long spear is indeed sharp, a rare treasure, let's take it out."

  Wen Jiu Mu said: "Don't mention those things for now, quickly scrape off the medicinal pellets."

  He said and was about to move, Wen Baiyu said: "Let's take a look first, is it or not, don't eat the wrong one."

  Zou Chengyi had already been picked up by Xi Feng, he asked Xi Feng to put him down, lowered his head and looked at the three dan medicines on the demon armor, the dan medicine was light blue in color, emitting a strange glow, seemingly transparent, with some fluff inside, but not completely transparent.

  Zou Chengyi looked at it and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. He said: "It is, it's exactly the same as what I saw in the book."

  As soon as he said it, everyone's face lit up with smiles, and all their hard work in searching had finally paid off.

  He crouched down in the wind, took out a knife, and carefully pried off the medicinal dan on the demon armor.

  There were only three in total. Wen Baiyu said: "How long can this one suppress?"

  Zou Cheng shook his head and said: "I don't know, I've never seen it before, and it's not mentioned in the book either."

  The wind has already pried off two, giving one to Wen Yu and Zou Chengyi each, and then pries off the last one. Just as he was about to turn around and hand over the elixir to Zou Chengyi, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

  "Good grief!"

  Everyone was shocked, and then they saw that the wind had turned its hand, pushing Zou Cheng away with one push. At the same time, the knife in his hand made a slashing motion, "Whoosh—thud!" With one sound, it cut off the head of the rice dumpling, and the head rolled on the ground, leaving behind an eye as green as a mung bean, staring widely, mouth agape, with a ferocious expression.

  Yi Feng took a step back, his hand covering his chest. A patch of blood spurted out from the front of his chest. The dragon spear was still tightly grasped in Zongzi's hand, with the other end lodged in Yi Feng's chest.

  Zou Chengyi's eyes widened, he fell prostrate on the ground, and his lips trembled slightly.

  With a "whoosh" sound, the candle dragon spear was pulled out, and fresh blood gushed out, splashing all over Zou Chengyi's body. The candle dragon spear had pierced his chest, almost making a hole through it.

  Everyone was shocked and then Wen Baiyu shouted: "Hurry up and save him!"

  Wen Baiyu ran over, he was a Phoenix Blood, and Wan Kuang Jing Hou was a Candle Dragon. Both of their blood had healing properties, and in the past, when Zi Che was shot in the chest, they were able to save his life.

  Yi Feng took two steps back, stumbled, and sat down on the ground, pressing his hand against his wound. Fresh blood gushed out, and Yi Feng's black coat was soon soaked through. The ground was instantly covered in a patch of blood.

  Wen Baiyu was about to touch him, but Yi Feng suddenly raised his hand and waved it. Wen Baiyu's eyes widened instantly as he saw Yi Feng's wound spreading rapidly like a fire, as if it were a piece of paper being quickly burned by flames.

  The wound quickly became a big hole...

  Wen Baiyu's lips trembled slightly as she said, "You..."

  Wan Xi Jing Hou looked at Yi Feng's wound and frowned, saying: "What kind of person are you?"

  Zhulong is an ancient god, Zhulong's bones can suppress evil, the wound made by Zhulong's spear expands rapidly, almost swallowing Yifeng, this is not a normal phenomenon, indicating that Yifeng is not a normal person, in short, it means that Zhulong's spear has suppressed the evil.

  Yi Feng sat on the ground, not responding to them. Zou Cheng quickly crawled over with one arm and covered Yi Feng's rapidly expanding wound with his hand, trembling as he said: "Yi Feng..."

  He still had a cold expression on his face, took off the blood-stained glasses, stretched out his hand to grasp Zhou Chengyi's hand, and put the third elixir in his palm.

  Zou Chengyi's tea-colored eyes were filled with mist, and he said, "Hiss wind!"

  He said, with a look of panic in his eyes, turning to face General Wan Jie: "Quick...quickly save him!"

  Wan Xi Jing Hou shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want to save him. If he were an ordinary person, the wound from the Candle Dragon Halberd would just be an ordinary wound."

  The servant sighed and said, "Young Master."

  Zou Chengyi immediately turned around, trembling to cover the wound of Yi Feng, but the wound of Zhu Long Halberd quickly expanded, and Zou Chengyi's two hands were not enough to cover it tightly.

  He looked at him with a cold expression, without any sign of pain, and only said: "My life was given by the young master, it can be considered as repaying the young master. Young master, live well..."

  Zou Chengyi's tears burst out, a low growl sounded in his throat, and he stared as the wind turned into a pool of blood.

  Wen Baiyu looked at the ground in disbelief, a pool of heavy blood, only a handful of mud was left...