A lid-like object with four handles around it.
Wang Fatty, his spirits lifted, immediately stood up. "Hahaha... Fatty here is a real mechanism saint. I'm a natural at finding mechanisms!"
"Lao Hu, and you two, come help out!"
He immediately called upon Hu Ba Yi, Sa Di Peng, and Professor Hao.
Professor Hao asked tentatively, "Is there really an ancient tomb down there?"
Hu Ba Yi replied, "We won't know until we open it. Come and lend a hand!"
The group immediately exerted all their strength.
"One, two, three!"
"Go!"
Their faces flushed red, and after a great deal of effort, they finally lifted the brick.
Upon removing it, a passageway appeared.
However, its depth was unseen.
Shirley Yang threw a glow stick down the passage to illuminate it.
"Not deep!"
Hu Ba Yi said, "Fatty, go get the ladder!"
As soon as the ladder was in place, Professor Hao climbed down alone.
"Professor Hao! Why did you go down first!"
Hu Ba Yi shouted, utterly surprised by Professor Hao's eagerness.
Wang Fatty also lamented in his heart: This guy may be a professor, but he's a grave robber, a clueless one at that.
Hu Ba Yi followed closely behind.
Seeing this, the rest of the group had no choice but to descend as well.
Looking at the murals on the stone walls, Professor Hao was ecstatic, like he had found treasure. "Teacher, look! This appears to be the long-lost burial ritual of the ancient Western Region people!"
He could be heard muttering to himself in the tomb chamber.
Wang Fatty asked, "Little Master, how come Professor Hao acts like a lunatic the moment he enters a tomb? If a zombie pops out of that coffin, he'll be scared out of his wits."
Lin Chang Sheng shook his head. "If it were anyone else, they might be afraid. But Professor Hao is an old antique. Even if he saw a zombie, he'd only consider it a research subject."
Wang Fatty nodded. The Little Master was saying that Professor Hao was fearless and stubborn.
He was even more reckless than Fatty was on his first tomb raid.
Fortunately, there were no mechanisms. If there were, Professor Hao would have died a thousand deaths.
The square coffin in the center of the tomb chamber attracted everyone's attention.
Wang Fatty, fearing that there might be a zombie inside the coffin, subconsciously stood behind Lin Chang Sheng.
Professor Chen, shining his flashlight, meticulously observed the murals on the stone walls. He couldn't help but marvel, and he voiced his judgment.
"These murals are all related to the culture of the ancient city of Jingjue. If I'm not mistaken, this must be the tomb of the Prince of Gumo!"
"Gumo was a small kingdom among the thirty-six kingdoms of the Western Regions. It was a vassal state of Jingjue. They were severely oppressed by the Jingjue Kingdom and had to pay Jingjue's Queen a large amount of treasure, cattle, sheep, and slaves every year!"
Professor Chen continued to observe the murals, explaining to everyone as he did.
This Prince of Gumo, in order to rebel against the oppression of the Jingjue Queen, infiltrated the ancient city of Jingjue and attempted to assassinate her. But he unexpectedly discovered a shocking secret.
Wang Fatty patted Hu Ba Yi on the shoulder. "Lao Hu, is the coffin behind us the tomb of that Prince of Gumo?"
Hu Ba Yi shook his head. "Not sure."
Meanwhile, Shirley Yang began telling a story. "Deep within the desert lies a city inhabited by an underground people. They ruled over all the surrounding kingdoms. After hundreds of years, the throne passed to the last Queen. Legend has it that this Queen's eyes were a gateway to the Underworld. Simply by glancing at her enemies, she would make them vanish without a trace! No one ever knew where those who disappeared went."
Wang Fatty exclaimed, "That's crazy! Could it be that the Queen used some kind of illusionary trick, and people just spread the story wildly?"
And Lin Chang Sheng, on the other side, also speculated that those Tang Dynasty Yin Soldiers might be related to this underground people.
After all, they also disappeared suddenly in the desert.
It was a pity that those Yin Soldiers only retained their memories before death. They didn't know how they died.
Otherwise, Lin Chang Sheng could have elicited some information from them.
What was the world like a thousand years ago?
The vastness of history always fascinates people.
Shirley Yang ignored Wang Fatty's words and continued, "Later, this Queen seemed to be struck by a curse and died, but a great storm arose on the day of her death. The city and all its treasure were swallowed by the sand. Afterwards, anyone who found the Queen's treasure would be caught in a storm and lost in the desert."
Shirley Yang's analysis of the murals elicited praise from Professor Chen.
"Miss Yang, your explanation is truly excellent."
Wang Fatty, growing impatient, said, "Forget about those murals. Just tell me if you're going to open this coffin or not. If not, let's get out of here. If you're going to open it, do it quickly!"
Professor Chen immediately waved his hand. "This should be a joint burial of a husband and wife, very rare. It's a national treasure, absolutely cannot be opened."
Wang Fatty retorted, "How can you know it's a national treasure without opening it? What if there's nothing inside?"
Professor Chen sternly replied, "Absolutely not!"
He then continued to observe the murals. Shirley Yang felt a sense of déjà vu, so she took out her notebook and compared it.
She was suddenly startled!
"Zhaglamar Mountain!"
The ancient city of Jingjue is in the Zhaglamar Mountains!
For her, this was undoubtedly an exciting piece of news.
Lin Chang Sheng called out, "Fatty, if they don't want to open it, then don't open it. Let's go up first and don't bother them with their work."
The four of them arrived back at the well.
Wang Fatty asked, "Little Master, do you have any plans?"
Lin Chang Sheng tapped Wang Fatty's head.
He let him figure it out himself.
Wang Fatty pondered for a long time before finally understanding. He would memorize the location so that when they returned, they could ignore them.
In the words of An Li Man, they were the leader now, leading the way. Whether they come back or not, well, that's another matter.
Wang Fatty gave a thumbs up. "Brilliant!"
Besides, it was just a tomb chamber. It was far inferior to the Tomb of King Lu.
The main event was still the ancient city of Jingjue.
Find the underground city, find that pile of treasure, wouldn't that be even more awesome!
After figuring out these key points, Wang Fatty stopped worrying.
After the archaeological team finished their work.
The group set out towards Zhaglamar Mountain.
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