The sound of footsteps approaching from afar interrupted their conversation. Fatty and the others hurried over and helped Wu Xie, who was still lying on the ground.

"Naive! Wake up! Naive!"

"Little Third Master!"

The two's urgent calls slowly woke up the unconscious Wu Xie.

He opened his eyes and looked at the fat hands shaking in front of him, and his dizzy head felt even more dizzy.

"Okay Fatty, stop shaking. It's making me feel sick."

"Your kindness is taken for granted. I am just worried that you might get hurt. We won't be able to explain to your parents."

With the help of the two, Wu Xie staggered to his feet, shook his still dizzy head, and looked around.

"I remember I fell off the stone bridge. Could this be the riverbed of the moat?"

"Congratulations on your correct answer! But there is no reward... Well, you still have normal thinking ability, so it seems that you are not broken, which is good."

Faced with the fat man's teasing, Wu Xie, who was in pain all over his body, was not in the mood to pay attention.

He looked at Zhang Qiling who was standing in the distance and asked, "Brother, where should we go next?"

Zhang Qiling looked towards the riverbed ahead and said, "Let's go straight ahead along the riverbed."

"Okay, Panzi, let's go."

Pan Zi supported Wu Xie, who was walking a little unsteadily, and moved forward with one step deep and one step shallow.

At the end of the ditch is a huge stone river wall, on which is carved an object as huge as the Leshan Giant Buddha. The visibility of the flashlight is limited and the full picture cannot be seen clearly.

Under the river wall, there is a square cave covered by rubble. Many of the stones at the entrance of the cave have been moved away, revealing a pitch-black cave entrance.

Zhang Hanyan shone the beam of her flashlight on the square hole, and at a glance she could see several twisted foreign characters that had been artificially carved on it.

Oh my god! What's going on? This is clearly the first time my brother and I have come here, how come there is a carving by my brother on this square hole?

[Host, this is the power of Heaven... There is another possibility, these words were carved by Chen Wenjin and the others when they came here.]

It couldn't be Chen Wenjin. I remember very clearly that in the original text, the only one who liked to make this kind of mark was the young man.

Heh...it seems like it's that dog Tiandao again...

[Host! Be careful with your words! ]

A deafening thunder exploded above their heads, and everyone was frightened and shrank.

【Look, retribution is coming...】

"Oh my god, why is there thunder in this underground palace? Is this a ghost?"

"Maybe the sound insulation of this underground palace is not very good..."

Hei Xia Zi leaned aside, joked, and laughed, not caring whether others paid attention to him or not, looking completely immersed in his own world.

Zhang Qiling stared at the distorted foreign words engraved on the square hole. He had seen these words at the stele pool in the underwater tomb.

A seemingly accidental glance at them once made him remember those symbols until now.

Now, the two identical marks overlapped each other, and a thought that he had never had before flashed through his mind, but the thought disappeared so quickly that he didn't have time to catch it.

The square holes were dug in parallel, and everyone had to bend over and move forward slowly.

They walked for a long time, and bent over for so long that they felt their waists were almost broken.

"Hey! Tian Zhen, we're here! Fatty, I can see the sealing stones outside!"

The fat man threw a cold firework out of the cave and couldn't wait to climb out of the cave. The moment he straightened his back, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"I am so tired, my old waist is about to break..."

The place where they came out was a tomb chamber built of black rocks. Inside the tomb were earthenware jars half a person's height. There were so many of them that it was roughly estimated that there were thousands of them.

"My goodness, there are so many fine wines. Open one and have a look."

As the sealed lid on the wine jar was opened, the rich and fragrant smell of wine instantly drifted into the tomb.

"What kind of wine is this? It smells so good?"

The fat man stood on tiptoe to look into the wine jar. The wine was pure black with many dark red flocs floating on the surface.

"What is this? It looks like hair and is disgusting."

"Monkey head wine, it's good for male sexual performance, you can drink a few more sips, Fatty."

Zhang Hanyan came back from exploring the way and saw Fatty and Wu Xie lying next to the wine jar, ready to reach out to scoop up the floating objects inside.

When Zhang Qiling heard Wu Xie's words and saw Zhang Hanyan walking towards him, his eyes unconsciously glanced at the countless wine jars in the tomb. He remained silent, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"That's not necessary. I'm still in good health, okay... Hahaha, Hanyan, you're back from exploring the way. Where should we go next?"

"I also found a symbol with the same imprint on a square hole in the next tomb. I thought, since that symbol can lead us here, let's follow it this time."

"Okay, let's go... After all this time, my patience is almost exhausted!"

Amid the fat man's constant complaints, Zhang Hanyan led them step by step towards the marked place.

Zhang Qiling followed her closely and saw the foreign words carved on the stone wall at a glance.

This time, the thought that inexplicably emerged in his mind became clearer and clearer, as if something was about to break free and reappear before his eyes.

[Host, Zhang Qiling is not right! From the first moment he saw this mark in Fangdong just now, he knew something was wrong! ]

Zhang Hanyan quickly turned his head and looked at Zhang Qiling who was standing behind him. He was pale and there was a hint of pain in his expression.

"Wu Xie, the four of you go ahead. My brother and I will go find you in a while. If we don't show up in half an hour, you can continue forward without waiting for us."

"Ah? Then we..."

Wu Xie was hesitant. During these times when he went to the tomb, he had always been protected. Even when he had to fight alone, he was not afraid, because he knew that he had two powerful friends behind him.

But now, they had to separate, and in this dangerous place. For the first time, he didn't know what to do.

Zhang Hanyan saw his hesitation and comforted him, "It's okay, Hei Ye is here, he is very capable and can protect you.

Wu Xie, believe in yourself. There are some things that you can do well even if you face them alone. "

Wu Xie wanted to say something, but before he could, he was pushed into the tomb passage by Hei Xia Zi beside him.

"Han Yan, little brother, please be careful. I'm waiting for you in front. Pan Zi, let's go!"

After Wu Xie and the others left, only Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling were left in the empty tomb, and they no longer had anything to worry about.

She carefully supported Zhang Qiling and let him slowly sit on the stone steps in the corner of the tomb.

She pursed her lips slightly, took out a meditation talisman that emitted a faint spiritual power from the space, and placed it on Zhang Qiling's chest.

She stared at his face quietly, carefully observing every subtle change in his expression.

He closed his eyes tightly, his brows slightly furrowed, and he looked as if he was going through an inner struggle.

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