Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Zhang Hanyan flipped through the Jurchen characters hidden under the scales of the snake-browed bronze fish, and silently translated them in her mind as she read.

It was not until she returned the snake-browed bronze fish to Wu Xie that she organized her words and told him the translated information one by one.

“The text inside was engraved by Wang Zanghai. It records that after he was captured and taken to Dongxia, he took some treasures that Dongxia did not have, and successively excavated ancient tombs, and placed a bronze fish in the place with the most spiritual energy.

He wanted future generations to discover the secret he had learned. This secret was roughly that King Wannu of Dongxia was a monster that crawled out of the ground, a goblin.

The Wannu Kings of Dongxia were not hereditary. After the death of the previous generation, the next generation would crawl out from behind the door.

The underground gate will only open after the death of King Wannu, otherwise, the fire of hell will burn everything.

He witnessed a change of the throne with his own eyes and discovered that the King of Ten Thousand Slaves who crawled out of the underground gate was not a human but a monster.

The bronze fish records that the underground gate is under the imperial mausoleum, and the passage leading to the underground gate is guarded by a bird with a human head.

Zhang Hanyan paused, looked at everyone who was listening attentively, and continued.

"The first and second records are these. The third bronze fish records his sneaking into the underground door. The record is incoherent and I don't know what it is talking about."

Everyone came back to their senses and wanted to ask something else, but Zhang Hanyan no longer had any intention of answering them.

She had said what she needed to say, and she would not say a word more about what they shouldn't know.

"Pan Zi, Third Uncle is seriously injured. You stay with him. You don't need to continue with us."

"Okay, Third Master, be careful."

Wu Xie put away the snake-browed bronze fish and walked back to Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling with Fatty.

The fat man looked at Aning opposite him. Many of her men had suffered casualties, most of them were injured, and most of them were struggling and had no energy.

"I say, you are not planning to let us clear the way for you, are you? You are planning something, aren't you?"

"Come on Fatty, stop talking..."

"What are you afraid of? Brother and Han Yan are here, she won't dare to act rashly, you guys, go ahead! Don't think about taking advantage of us!"

Aning glared at the fat man angrily, snorted coldly, and took her people to pack up and continue moving forward.

"Han Yan, you and the little brother were not with us just now, so you don't know what we encountered. A corpse set up a ghost wall for us, and we almost couldn't get out.

But he was still naive and smart. He said something like "Xi Zhao Tong Ling" and burned my tomb-robbing talisman, and successfully found the corpse and broke through the ghost wall.

Hanyan, do you know what Tianzhen calls "Xi Zhao Tong Ling"? "

Zhang Hanyan answered the fat man as he walked, "I know. You dare not burn raw rhinoceros horns. When they are burned, there is a strange fragrance. If it touches your clothes, you can communicate with ghosts. If you burn rhinoceros horns, you can see things beyond nature."

"It turns out that Tian Zhen didn't lie to me. I won't ask him to compensate me for my tomb-grabbing talisman."

"It's okay. I have a few top-quality tomb-grabbing talismans. When we get back, I'll let Fatty pick one carefully."

"Really? Then I, Fatty, would like to thank you first..."

Wu Xie looked at Fatty's smug look and couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. He turned his head and murmured, "Fatty, you're obsessed with money!"

As the team marched, the fat man whistled lazily and occasionally made fun of the foreigners in front of him.

Those foreigners didn't understand Chinese, and even after being scolded by him, they still laughed and joked with him, which made the fat man laugh even more.

"Shut up! It's so noisy!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Aning shouted at the foreigners, causing them to quiet down and no one dared to pay attention to the fat man anymore.

At the end of the tomb passage is a gallery built on a cliff.

On the balcony, Xiliu and Zhang Mo had been waiting for a long time with the exhausted Chenpi A Si.

"Hey! You two guys are really capable! You actually brought this old man here, and you're even faster than us."

As soon as the fat man saw his acquaintance, he couldn't wait to walk over and talk to Xiliu.

Xi Liu ignored him, staring at Zhang Hanyan behind him, and spoke softly.

"Saint, his life is coming to an end, and there is no way to save him."

"Well, take him and let's go."

Except for Zhang Qiling, everyone was confused and had no idea what they meant.

In full view of the crowd, Xi Liu and Zhang Mo took off the human skin masks on their faces, helped Chen Pi A Si up together, grabbed the long bronze chain hanging on the cliff, jumped off the cliff, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Wu Xie grabbed Zhang Hanyan who was about to take a step forward and asked in confusion, "Hanyan, are they your people? Where are you going? Are you not going with us anymore?"

Before Zhang Hanyan could say anything, Zhang Qiling reached out and took Wu Xie's hand away from her, gently pushing him away to increase the distance between them.

"You should go back. The place we are going to is not something you can handle."

His voice was cold and seemed somewhat ethereal on this empty cliff.

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and waited for Zhang Hanyan to gently place her hand on his palm. Then the two of them held hands tightly, fingers interlocked, and jumped down in the puzzled gazes of everyone.

"They...just left us like this?"

Wu Xie muttered to himself, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses from the sudden change in front of him.

"We've come this far, it would be a shame if we didn't go down and take a look. Naive, let's go!"

Fatty pushed Wu Xie to get him back to his senses. Aning had already led people to climb down from the bronze chain, and they were the only two people left at the balcony.

The whistling mountain wind blew by, making the surroundings seem even more empty.

"Let's go! I want to see what's down there that made Brother and Han Yan jump down so recklessly."

The bronze chains were filled with dried corpses that had long been dried. The corpses were in varying degrees of decay, and the unpleasant smell made Wu Xie and Fatty, who were hanging on the chains, feel nauseous.

They kept going down until they saw Aning in front of them stop, and then they realized that they were almost at the bottom of the cliff.

The bottom of the cliff was covered with uneven rocks and scattered corpses, which were piled up layer upon layer, almost covering the rocks.

"Fatty, look!"

"What the hell! What is that? A door?"

The two men let go of the chains and jumped down, staring intently at the huge bronze door that appeared in front of them, with shock in their eyes.

The bronze door is thirty meters high, sixty meters wide, and weighs tens of thousands of tons. It appears to be cast in one piece and pressed on the rock.

The door is decorated with exquisite and complex patterns, which make people feel a strong sense of suffocation.

Aning walked up to the huge bronze door and murmured, "This must be the underground door where the King of Ten Thousand Slaves appeared in the legend."

The Changbai Mountain Bronze Gate and the Qinling Bronze Sacred Tree, is there any connection between them?

Wu Xie stood motionless in front of the bronze door, thinking secretly in his heart that this door was too huge, making them look so small.

"Look, there is another coffin here."

Everyone looked in the direction where the fat man's voice came from, and saw a huge white stone coffin placed on the stone platform beside the bronze door.

Nine carved centipede dragons coiled around the bottom of the coffin, forming the shape of a lotus.

"Could it be? This is the legendary nine dragons carrying the coffin?"

The fat man couldn't wait to climb onto the stone platform, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Aning shouted at him to stop.

"Stop it! Fatty, can't you see the centipede lying on the stone platform? If you don't want to live, don't drag us down!"

The volcanic centipede coiled on the stone platform was five or six meters long, and the color of its shell was almost the same as the mountain, so the fat man did not notice it at first.

Wu Xie counted carefully and found a total of nine centipedes coiled on the stone platform.

Nine dragons carrying corpses, it turns out... this is the real Nine Dragons Carrying Corpses!

Wu Xie quickly concealed his shock, ran to Fatty in two steps, and brought him to a relatively safe place.