Chapter 40: Devil's Messenger! Black Dragon Guards the Tomb!
“Let’s bury Ai Guo here. The scenery is good.”
Following Professor Chen’s suggestion, everyone buried Hao Ai Guo in the desert he had pursued for his whole life.
Just then.
An Li Man, his old face filled with anxiety, came to Han Li:
“Little Brother Han… I… I won’t go in.”
“I’m not trying to escape!”
An Li Man quickly added, fearing unnecessary misunderstandings.
“It’s just that someone died in the desert… and died at the hands of the devil’s messenger, it’s unlucky!”
“I’m so old, I’ll just be a burden to you. I want to wait for you to come back outside!”
Faced with this sudden situation from An Li Man.
The Fatty immediately became unhappy: “You old man, why are you causing trouble again?!”
Lao Hu stopped him, simply looking at Han Li: “This matter, let Little Brother Han decide!”
At this moment.
Along the way, Han Li had already expressed that An Li Man was his person.
As a result, only Han Li could make the decision!
Besides.
For the members of the archaeological team who had experienced Sa Di Peng, Hao Ai Guo, and the hardships of this journey.
Every word Han Li spoke now needed to be treated as “truth”!
Otherwise.
Getting skinned alive would be considered a light punishment!
“Alright, you stay outside and wait.”
Han Li agreed to An Li Man’s request almost without hesitation.
This was a good thing for him.
He didn’t need to be distracted by taking care of An Li Man, allowing him to focus on his own tasks.
“We do need to travel light!”
Shirley Yang spoke up at this time, her eyes turning to Chu Jian and Ye Yi Xin…
Seeing this, Han Li raised an eyebrow.
This time.
Shirley Yang listened to advice.
The four who remained were Shirley Yang, Professor Chen, Lao Hu, and Fatty Wang.
They were the ones Han Li and Shirley Yang had agreed to protect in their previous twenty thousand dollar deal.
Finally.
The archaeological team left only three days worth of food, leaving the rest of their supplies to An Li Man, Chu Jian, and Ye Yi Xin.
Han Li and his five companions, travelling light, stepped into the ancient city of Jing Jue.
The distance from the mountain pass to the ancient city was very short, and they reached the city gate after a meal’s time.
The city gate had long since collapsed beyond recognition, and the moat in front of the city had been filled with yellow sand.
Entering the city through the broken part of the wall, they found deathly silence in the ruins all around.
The situation in the ancient city of Jing Jue was quite different from what everyone had imagined before!
Professor Chen, the veteran archaeologist, couldn’t help but show disappointment on his face.
The streets and houses in the city were either collapsed or dilapidated.
From a distance, it seemed alright, with some scale and grandeur, but when they went inside, there was nothing!
It was all sand and rotten wood, broken stones, where were the gold and silver treasures.
Only some ruined, huge wooden pillars and beams, with their vermilion paint long peeled off, could vaguely reveal a glimpse of the city’s former luxurious splendor.
The Fatty was also disappointed, grumbling: “Damn it, there’s nothing here!”
“Legend has it that this city was once destroyed by war. The Allied forces attacked the palace, and just as the battle was nearing its end, a black sandstorm buried the kingdom of Jing Jue, along with the people, army, and everything else, indiscriminately deep beneath the yellow sand.”
Shirley Yang was calm, apparently prepared mentally.
Her words instantly brought the disappointed Fatty back to his senses.
“There must be a lot of treasure buried beneath!”
The Fatty didn’t hide his greed for treasure.
“Let’s find some water first!”
Lao Hu shook his head slightly, speaking: “We left almost all our water with An Li Man and the others. We must replenish our water supply first.”
“Right!”
Professor Chen nodded heavily: “Let’s go to the palace quickly!”
“Kingdoms in the desert are usually built near the surface of the underground river. Some underground palaces have rivers flowing through them!”
“The palace is usually in the center of the city.”
Everyone searched for directions in the ruins, heading towards the center of the ancient city.
Lao Hu and the Fatty, holding submachine guns, were on guard on both sides, worried that there were still black snakes like Jing Jian A Han in the city.
“Han Li, I’ve been having the same dream over and over for the past few days.”
“In my dream, there’s a pitch-black hole, and a huge coffin is hanging at the entrance of the hole.”
Shirley Yang and Han Li walked side by side, and she whispered to him about her situation.
Han Li raised an eyebrow, realizing that Shirley Yang telling him this was more like a release of pressure!
Shirley Yang mentioning this “repeated dream” was clearly not as calm as before when she talked about it in the ruins!
Now, even though her pretty face tried hard to conceal it.
Her brows still showed the suffocation of being oppressed!
“Guys, now is not the time to interpret dreams!”
Before Han Li could respond.
Lao Hu seemed to hear, or rather, in such a vast and quiet place, even a little closer, you could hear sounds.
“Although Professor Chen said the underground palace is in the middle of the city, it’s now buried under the yellow sand, and it’s impossible to tell where the exact middle is!”
“If we don’t find water soon, we really will die of thirst!”
As Lao Hu spoke, he felt even more parched.
He gestured with his eyes to Professor Chen who was walking behind him with his hiking stick…
He was already showing signs of dehydration, his face pale!
“Lao Hu, your ‘Sixteen Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Art’ seems like it hasn’t reached the level of mastery yet!”
Han Li chuckled softly.
Hearing this, Lao Hu’s face froze.
As a direct descendant, being told that his “mastery” was lacking was a provocation!
He looked left and right, up and down… still unable to see anything.
“Look up, towards the front…”
Han Li said softly, his eyes gazing into the distance.
Everyone looked up, the endless ruins, in the distance was the black mountain range of Za Kra Ma!
“I understand!”
Lao Hu suddenly exclaimed excitedly; “Look, this black mountain range of Za Kra Ma, it’s like a black dragon in the desert!”
“In ancient times, emperors would prepare their tombs for their hundred years after their enthronement!”
“If there is really an underground water vein beneath this ancient city, it would echo the Za Kra Ma mountain, forming a dynamic and static force!”
“The Queen of Jing Jue was obviously a wise and extraordinary person. She must have known that this black dragon is an omen of misfortune!”
“Therefore, she mobilized manpower to cut this black dragon in half, leaving it here forever to guard the tomb!”
“This city then became an excellent treasure vault!”
“It is very likely to be the tomb of the Queen of Jing Jue!”
Lao Hu excitedly analyzed, with these clues, he already knew where the underground palace was!
“Lao Hu, you’re amazing!”
The Fatty gave him a thumbs up, playing the role of the supportive friend!
Lao Hu, however, smiled wryly, shaking his head: “Don’t praise me, Little Brother Han was right…”
“These years of studying the ‘Sixteen Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Art’, I’ve really learned it all for nothing!”
“If Little Brother Han hadn’t reminded me, I wouldn’t have been able to see this Feng Shui pattern at all!”