Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

"If this is what you really mean, Senior."

"Why would I wait until you come down the mountain?"

Seeing his face full of self-blame and pain, Chen Yulou sighed and patted his shoulder gently.

"Brother Yang Fang, don't think too much. Senior Jin Suanpan is a very lucky person. He might be living in seclusion in some mountain like Elder Liaochen."

Hear the words.

Yang Fang was slightly startled, and a glimmer of hope flashed in the depths of his eyes.

but……

next moment.

The fire glowed and then dimmed.

He knew his master's character and methods very well.

It can be said that the two of them are of the same lineage.

If nothing happened, he would never be the kind of person who would be content with silence and reading books.

and.

In the past, he might have thought so.

But since the trip to Mount Kuang Lu, they learned from their master, Elder Liaochen, the truth about the tragic death of their uncle Tiemotou outside the city of Luoyang.

In fact, he understood that the saying "Tomb Raiders, if they unite, they will live, but if they separate, they will die" was not groundless.

Although the master is cautious.

But if you walk by the river often, how can you not get your feet wet?

"Thank you for your comfort."

"Yang Fang, I appreciate your kindness..."

With a hint of bitterness in the corner of his eyes, Yang Fang clenched his fist and bowed to several people.

"It's just that everyone has their own destiny, and it's all unreasonable."

"I have figured it out, but as a disciple, I must see the person alive or the body dead no matter what."

"Yang Fang is already very grateful to you all for coming here with me. As for the trip to Longling..."

Yang Fang showed a serious look on his face, "Just let me go alone."

He thought very clearly.

Even the master of Longling Dadoulian lost his horse and fell into a ditch, so you can imagine how dangerous that place is.

Shopkeeper Chen and his companions were able to accompany him here, which was already a gesture of great loyalty.

Not to mention, if it weren't for the few people he had been with in Chenjiazhuang for a few months, he wouldn't be where he is today.

He, Yang Fang, would never drag these people into this, otherwise, wouldn't he be considered an unkind and unjust person?

"What are you talking about?"

Chen Yulou frowned and said angrily, which was rare.

"Are we so unbearable in your eyes?"

He just finished speaking.

The old foreigner's furious voice also rang out.

"That's right, what nonsense are you talking about? We have entered the Jingjue, suppressed the ancient gods, and destroyed the demon tower. We have seen all kinds of dangers, including demons, evil gods, and evil ghosts. What are you afraid of with just a Dragon Ridge?"

"To take this step today is nothing more than severing our ties of friendship."

"Brother Yang Fang, this is indeed a bit too much. If we were ungrateful, we wouldn't have come here in the first place."

"This……"

I saw several people speaking out.

Yang Fang, who was always carefree, suddenly had his eyes red and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

He has been on the road for some years.

From being full of enthusiasm at the beginning, but later, after seeing the darkness of the world and the wickedness of human nature, my enthusiasm gradually cooled, and I no longer had the initial naivety and ignorance.

But from Chen Yulou, Partridge Whistle, Kunlun, the old foreigner, Hua Ling, Hong Girl, and Guaizi, he once again felt what it meant to be unrestrained and chivalrous.

"Today we will assume that you are talking nonsense because you are in a hurry."

He patted him hard on the back.

Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.

"But there will never be a third time. There can't be a next time."

As he spoke, he jumped onto his horse and glanced at Yang Fang, who looked a little stunned. "Why are you still standing there? Time is urgent and there is no time to waste. Let's get to Longling as soon as possible."

"okay."

Hear this.

Yang Fang finally came to his senses.

He felt his blood suddenly become boiling hot. He nodded heavily, grabbed the saddle and jumped up, facing the cold wind that carried the moisture of the Yellow River, and looked up to swallow back his tears.

"go!"

Chen Yulou waved his hand.

time.

The thunderous sound of horse hooves echoed throughout the ancient city.

Under the curious and amazed gazes of others, the group walked out of the city gate, followed the ancient road along the bank of the Yellow River, headed north all the way to Gulan County.

to be frank.

Before coming here, Chen Yulou was a little nervous and didn't know how to tell Yang Fang about this.

now.

This result is actually quite good.

Through Meng Huaiyi's mouth, the Longling Tomb was revealed.

Next, I think things will go much more smoothly.

I just don’t know whether Yang Fang can accept such a blow when that scene comes.

While watching the tide, I glanced behind me.

He was sitting on the horse with a lonely look on his face, and there was an intense and insoluble sorrow between his brows. He was completely different from the carefree and heartless young man of the past.

Also.

Although compared to them.

Yang Fang has only been in the martial arts world for a short time.

But compared to ordinary people, he has seen a lot.

How could I not guess it?

Or.

Before, in the Meng family's attic, I had already had a vague sense of it from Master Meng's astonishment.

He has been down the mountain for so many years.

The master has never appeared in the world.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou secretly sighed. When they were in the ancient city of Hanzhong, they parted ways and the atmosphere was already heartbreaking, let alone a true separation of life and death?

In this line of work.

Everyone says that what is more terrible than death is poverty and hunger.

He had a big scar on his head, but he was a brave man again eighteen years later.

But when death really comes, how many people can face it calmly?

Even Chen Yulou himself couldn't do it.

So, he didn't say anything else, leaving him alone, but he didn't forget to cast a look at Kunlun and the old foreigner, signaling them to look after him.

Outside is a turbulent and dangerous river.

In case you are too distracted.

Fall into the water.

Even if nothing bad happens with his strength, it's not a good thing after all.

The two men nodded, one on the left and one on the right, surrounding him in the middle.

See this situation.

Chen Yulou finally felt relieved and looked out towards the river. On the winter water, mud and sand were carrying ice cubes, rolling down the river.

From time to time, you can see large ships sailing on the water.

In the waves, you can also see big fish breaking through the waves.

Seeing this scene, he suddenly remembered that Jin Suanpan went to Longling to build a temple with the help of the Iron-headed Dragon King. He wondered if he would have the chance to see that big water monster during this trip?

Except for dragons, turtles and crocodiles.

Since ancient times.

The Yellow River is unknown because of its mystery.

There are too many secrets hidden beneath the mud and sand.

Just from what he knew, there were ghost coffins, dragon bones, stone men in the river, and carp leaping over the Dragon Gate and turning into a dragon.

These rumors spread like wildfire.

It is not only found in the marketplace, but is also widely recorded in county annals along the Yellow River, making it difficult to tell the truth from the false.

"Brother Daoist, I heard you say before that the elders of the Banshan lineage found a large cauldron in the Yellow River, and that was how the Zhuchen Pearl was able to break the ghost curse?"

Suddenly.

Chen Yulou seemed to have thought of something, and rode his horse to catch up with the Partridge Whistle in front and whispered.

Compared to big monsters, dragon bones, and coffins.

He was even more curious about the strange objects that had been sunk into the Yellow River throughout the ages in order to suppress the endless floods in the river.

At this moment, Partridge Whistle was sitting on the horse's back, staring at the river in a daze.

Hearing this, he did not hesitate, but nodded subconsciously.

"Yes, that was during the Northern Song Dynasty."

"At that time, the Yellow River was flooded and the lower reaches burst its banks. A large tripod with four legs emerged from the water. There were mysterious cicada patterns engraved on the tripod. People at that time believed that it was one of the Nine Tripods left by Dayu to control the flood."

"This matter caused a lot of uproar. After hearing about it, the senior who moved to the area went there. Unexpectedly, he found an inscription on the tripod."

"It records the story of Wu Ding finding a jade eyeball covered in gold liquid from a collapsed mountain."

Partridge Whistle narrated calmly.

Compared to the past, now when he mentioned the Ghost Curse and the Zhuchen Pearl, he no longer felt uneasy or painful, only endless peace.

"What happened to the big tripod in the end?"

"I don't know about that." Partridge Whistle shook his head. "I guess it either re-entered the water or was taken back by the government."

He had only heard of this incident through word of mouth among his tribe.

About the whereabouts of the bronze tripod.

He really didn't know.

"Since ancient times, the objects used to suppress water are nothing more than bronze bulls, iron rhinos, and stone vipers. Using a tripod to ward off water is rare."

Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.

The Northern Song Dynasty was too long ago, so it was understandable that the bronze tripod was missing. He just asked casually.

Just curious.

Water-guarding beasts, like tomb-guarding beasts, are not rare.

It can be seen not only in the Yellow River, but also in almost all water bodies, big or small.

But most of them are related to water, either belonging to the water element in the five elements, or they are dragon-related.

"Maybe someone pushed me into this on purpose."

Hearing him talk about those things, Partridge Whistle shrugged.

When he crossed the Yellow River, he heard from the old ferryman that there were many customs along the Yellow River, even such evil rituals as drowning young boys and girls.

"Too."

Chen Yulou nodded.

Don't dwell on this matter any further.

Because it is winter now, there are hardly any people on the shore except for fishing boats.

Plus they were in a hurry to get on the road.

I didn't have much energy to appreciate the scenery.

If it were in the past, seeing such a scene, I would not only stay here for a few days, but at least take a boat into the river to watch the tide, which would be of great benefit to my spiritual practice.

along the way.

Apart from eating, feeding the horses and taking a short rest.

The five of them worked almost non-stop.

As the golden crow set in the west and the sky was about to darken, they finally stepped into the territory of Gulan County.

Like Yang County, Gulan is also located by the water, but in terms of terrain, it is closer to northern Shaanxi than Yang County.

The loess plateau landform can be seen with the naked eye.

Standing by the Yellow River, you can even see large sections of cliffs falling and rolling into the river, creating huge waves that are swallowed up in the blink of an eye, which makes people feel chilled.

Even the ancient trees on the cliffs are like this.

What’s more, people?

In such a rapid current and huge tide, it would be easy to capsize even a large ship.

No wonder there were hardly any people along the way.

"First go into the city and ask someone for directions."

Chen Yulou withdrew his gaze, but the complexity in his eyes could not be concealed.

The longer one practices, the more intuitively one's fear of heaven and earth becomes than that of ordinary people.

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

In front of them, humans are really too weak.

"it is good."

Hear this.

Several people behind him responded one after another.

After running all the way, Yang Fang gradually calmed down.

He also knew that what had happened had already happened, and what he had to do next was to face it calmly.

If God blesses, the master is really just trapped in the mountains and there is still a chance to rescue people. If something unexpected happens, as a disciple, he will bring the master's remains out no matter what.

I have been busy all my life.

The leaves must return to their roots.

Riding a horse along the mountain road, looking up, I saw yellow earth hills everywhere, with very few grasses and trees, and most of the people I saw along the way had pale faces.

Follow the official road and enter the city.

A few people found a roadside restaurant.

In stark contrast to the bustling scene of Yang County wharf with thousands of ships passing by, in Gulan County, apart from fishing and ferrying, there are almost no canal wharves or sailing ferries.

The store was even more depressed.

You know, it was dinner time, and apart from them, there was no other customer. This was obviously not right.

After the boss finished serving the food, he leaned on the counter with his chin on his head, looking sad, like an eggplant hit by frost, without any energy at all.

Chen Yulou asked.

"From your accents, are you from other places?"

Seeing them asking, the boss finally became interested. After getting a positive answer, he took off the towel on his shoulders, pulled a chair and sat aside.

"You have come from afar, so it's normal that you don't know the whole story."

"Our depression and loneliness...is not due to anything else."

"It is said that he offended the Dragon King in the river!"

I saw that he spoke very seriously.

The eyes of the people eating at the table suddenly met.

"Live by the water, live by the water, this has been a custom for thousands of years, how can we offend the Dragon King?"

Chen Yulou pretended to be curious, took a sip from the wine cup and asked.

"Who says it isn't?"

"Here, we have been offering sacrifices to the Dragon King for at least several hundred years. Every year around the Mid-Autumn Festival, we kill three animals and fire cannons at the bank of the Yellow River to offer sacrifices."

“It’s like this every year.”

"Lord Dragon, may we have favorable weather and a good harvest."

"but……"

At this point, the boss slapped his forehead with a complicated expression, "A few years ago, a huge fish suddenly rushed up from Zhangjiawan. It must have been as tall as a two-story building."

"Not only Gulan County, but also the surrounding villages and towns were all alarmed. Even high-ranking officials from the provincial capital came here."

"For more than half a month, people gathered around to watch the fun, but no one could explain why. To be honest, I have lived by the Yellow River for decades, but I have never heard of such a big fish in the river."

"By the end of the day, the fish had all rotted and the stench could be smelled dozens of miles away."

"But no one dares to move, in case something goes wrong."

Iron-headed Dragon King?!

I heard him narrate orally and demonstrate with his hands.

Partridge Whistle and the others looked even more shocked.

It was more than ten meters long, two stories high. Even though they were well-informed, it was hard for them to imagine what kind of monster it was.

Even the old turtle seen in the Nanpan River that day seemed to be no more than this.

"That's strange."

"After the death of the big fish, there was no rain in Gulan County for several years. Due to the drought, the crops were completely destroyed. Countless people were displaced and their families were destroyed."

The old foreigner frowned, "Could the drought be related to that big fish?"

"No!"

The boss gritted his teeth and continued.

"Until seven or eight years ago, a fortune teller came to the county one day. He found the master in the government office and said that the big fish in Zhangjiawan was actually the Iron-headed Dragon King in the Yellow River."

"It has lived in the water for thousands of years."

"But now he has died a violent death and offended the Dragon King, which has led to a three-year drought in Gulan County, leaving thousands of miles of barren land."

"He spoke with such confidence that no one dared to disbelieve him, so we asked him what to do."

"The fortune teller said that we need to build a Dragon King Temple with dragon bones, and offer sacrifices to it from time to time, and the matter can only be resolved. Everyone in the county was frightened by him, and the wealthy families even contributed money to build the temple."

That's what has been said.

The people at the table looked at each other, and they already had some guesses in their minds.

"Then Boss...where is the temple built?"

"I wonder if we could go take a look?"

Although the boss was surprised that these outsiders were interested in the Dragon King Temple, he thought it was normal for them to worship the mountains and offer sacrifices to the water and burn incense in the temple.

"Of course it's okay."

"But... the temple is quite far away, deep in the Dragon Ridge, around Panshepo. If you want to go there, you'd better wait until tomorrow. It's almost night, and the road there is not easy to walk on. There are big potholes everywhere. If you step into it, it will be gone."