“Why don’t I go up and make some room for you guys?”
Facing Lao Hu's teasing, Bai Tian Yu didn't react or feel embarrassed. Shirley Yang, who lived abroad, blushed.
“Let's take a look!”
“There's nothing much to see here. Besides the murals, there's just this coffin!”
Arriving at the coffin, Bai Tian Yu took a look.
This kind of coffin was different from those in Central China. It was square, like an iron box.
The murals surrounding it were complete and similar to those in Central China.
“There are no traps here, are there?”
Lao Hu came down, feeling strange. Why was there no movement? This didn’t conform to the rules of tomb architecture.
Sensing it, Bai Tian Yu felt no danger and nodded.
“No, but I don't know if there is anything inside the coffin!”
At least in the tomb chamber, Bai Tian Yu didn't feel any sense of danger. Furthermore, he always felt that this ability of his was not due to his cultivation technique.
Was it something like Peter's sixth sense?
But it was different. Bai Tian Yu could actively sense things, unlike Peter, who could only sense passively.
Bai Tian Yu didn't know that when he actively sensed, a totem would appear on his back.
Unconcerned about Lao Hu and Bai Tian Yu, Shirley Yang was interested in the murals.
After all, compared to the two who had just started on their path, Shirley Yang was very familiar with the legends of the Western Regions.
As she observed the murals, she spoke.
“Lao Bai, this should be the tomb of the King of Gu Mo.”
“How do you know?”
“There are records, it seems we haven’t gone wrong!”
The Kingdom of Gu Mo was one of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Western Regions, which meant they were not far from the most prosperous country in the Western Regions, the ancient city of Jing Jue.
“That’s good, let’s open the coffin!”
Since they had confirmed who was buried there, there was no need to look at the murals anymore.
“Come on, Lao Hu, lend a hand!”
A moment later, Bai Tian Yu and Lao Hu worked together to open the coffin.
However, Shirley Yang found it strange that Lao Hu, as a tomb raider, didn't light any candles.
“Lao Hu, why don’t you light a candle?”
“Did you forget to bring any?”
“Uh…”
Lao Hu touched his compass, but remembering the scene in the general’s tomb, he put it down.
“I’m not lighting it. Anyway, no ghosts or monsters can defeat Lao Bai, so what's the use of me lighting a candle?”
“Uh…”
What you said makes sense, I’m speechless.
Remembering how Bai Tian Yu had slain the King Salamander, Shirley Yang really couldn’t say for sure if there was anyone in this world who could defeat him.
Of course, Bai Tian Yu wasn’t invincible. After all, there were legendary ancient deities. But Bai Tian Yu wouldn’t go out of his way to fight those ancient deities.
At least until his Golden Light Spell and Five Thunder True Technique were perfected, Bai Tian Yu wouldn’t go looking for ancient deities.
“Shirley, you continue to look at the murals. There may be clues about the ancient city of Jing Jue. Lao Hu and I will handle the tomb raiding!”
Knowing that the murals held clues about the ancient city of Jing Jue, Bai Tian Yu reminded her.
“Alright!”
Shirley Yang nodded. She wasn’t particularly interested in the burial goods, because she had a fortune at home.
“Come on, there are so many things, we’re really rich!”
After opening the coffin, Lao Hu found that this King of Gu Mo was much wealthier than that general.
There was a large pile of burial goods, especially gold, silver, and jade, a plethora of them.
The two worked together to clear out the burial goods from the coffin. As for the ancestral precepts of the tomb raiders?
Screw the ancestral precepts!
If you didn't take these treasures, wouldn’t you be a fool?
Lao Hu wasn’t a rigid person. Since they had already decided to steal from the tomb, why bother with anything else?
As the two closed the lid of the coffin, Shirley Yang’s voice rang out.
“Come here quickly!”
Shirley Yang held a notebook, looking at the murals and comparing them to the contents of the notebook.
Lao Hu came to Shirley Yang’s side, asking in confusion.
“What’s the matter, Miss Yang?”
Bai Tian Yu went straight to Shirley Yang’s side and helped her hold the notebook.
Shirley Yang pointed to a black mountain range that was divided in two on the notebook.
“That’s the Zagros Mountains!”
“The ancient city of Jing Jue lies beyond the Zagros Mountains!”
“It seems that we are not far from our destination!”
Excited, Shirley Yang kissed Bai Tian Yu on the cheek, making Lao Hu shake his head.
As expected of a foreign woman, she’s really unrestrained!
“That’s good. We’ve already taken the burial goods, and the coffin has been restored. Let’s go!”
A moment later, the three returned to the well.
“How was it? Any loot?”
As soon as they emerged, Wang Pangzi impatiently patted Lao Hu all over, causing Lao Hu to kick him in exasperation.
“Get lost, you can’t stuff burial goods in your pants!”
He shook his backpack, and Lao Hu led the way, warning him.
“Pangzi, I know you have a big mouth, but this isn’t something to joke about. Don’t talk nonsense!”
“Alright, alright, I get it!”
“Lao Hu, let me have a look!”
Following behind Lao Hu, Wang Pangzi wouldn't give up.
Watching the two men walk further and further away, Bai Tian Yu shook his head and pulled Shirley Yang back to the camp.
“Alright, let’s go to bed early!”
Looking at his watch, Bai Tian Yu said.
Lao Hu showed Wang Pangzi the burial goods, then pulled up his backpack and replied.
“Okay!”
The next day, early in the morning, after packing their luggage, the five of them set off for the ancient city of Jing Jue.
However, they did not encounter any traces of the archaeological team along the way, which relieved Bai Tian Yu a lot.
If they did meet, it was hard to say if a conflict wouldn't arise.
It wasn't that Bai Tian Yu was afraid of those bookworms, but he was afraid that Professor Chen, the old man, would use family ties to blackmail Shirley Yang.
This kind of person loved to do this. In the original story, this was why the events of the South China Sea Abyss and the Land Immortal Village occurred.
Moreover, Bai Tian Yu was also afraid that the archaeological team would end up relying on them. Even if they were ruthless enough not to take them with them, if they followed behind, Bai Tian Yu couldn’t do anything about it.
“Old man, have you been here before?”
Riding a camel, Lao Hu approached and asked curiously.
It was just that An Li Man had been walking forward as if he had a map, making Lao Hu wonder if the old man had been here before.
An Li Man shook his head and said.
“This is the deepest part of the desert. Very few people have been here.”
“As for me, I’ve been here a few times!”
An Li Man quickly corrected himself, realizing that he had slipped up.
“It’s just this time!”
This time, Lao Hu really became suspicious, but he didn’t pay much attention to it. The weapons on his body gave him a great sense of security.
All ghosts and monsters were paper tigers in the face of guns and cannons!