Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 856 The Golden Cave of Madness
Throughout history, men all over the world, regardless of whether they are royalty, high-ranking officials, or commoners, have all been willing to eat certain things for that matter.

Anything that has even a little bit of use immediately becomes popular and sought after.

These thousands of jars of Hou Tou Shao (a type of liquor) are undoubtedly cellar-aged liquors that were presented as tribute to the Jin Dynasty during the Southern Song Dynasty. Otherwise, how could a specialty of Guangxi end up in Changbai Mountain?

Whether it works or not, take it out for testing. If it's drinkable, then this is definitely a rare and highly sought-after wine.

He certainly wouldn't drink it himself, since it really is disgusting.

"Sigh, what a pity to waste so many cellars..." Wang Yueban said dejectedly, looking at the large and small wine jars filling the tomb chamber.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, if you drink this stuff, it'll definitely put you in the hospital for months," Pan Zi warned with a sneer.

"Alright, but this wine smells really special, it really makes your mouth water." Wang Yueban could only helplessly give up his unrealistic idea.

While everyone was chatting, Gao Dongxu collected a batch of wine jars.

"I'll go back to the lab and analyze it to see if it's still drinkable," Gao Dongxu said with a smile.

"Snapped--"

"Oh dear, I'm such a pig-brain. With the leader here, what's there to worry about?" Wang Yueban then remembered Gao Dongxu's storage capacity and slapped his forehead in frustration.

"Alright, let's take a break and continue exploring—" Gao Dongxu said as he found a place to sit down and reached out to touch the wine jars, storing them in his spatial storage.

At this moment, Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan, who finally saw Gao Dongxu and the wine jars being magically stored away, were dumbfounded and shocked. Wang Kaixuan rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking he was seeing things.

"You...you..."

"Hehe, Uncle, don't be surprised. This is the function of a magical artifact in Young Master Gao's possession, just like the Qiankun Bag in cultivation novels." Wang Yueban immediately put his arm around the neck of Wang Kaixuan, who was so shocked that he was stuttering, and explained with a smile.

"A...divine artifact?!" Wang Kaixuan's eyes burned with fervor, but his expression remained one of disbelief.

Although Hu Bayi was still incredibly shocked, he seemed to realize something and looked at Gao Dongxu with envy as he continued to collect the wine jars.

"The Legalist bronze mirror you brought out from the Insect Valley in Yunnan is also a divine artifact, not to mention the Muchen Pearl." Gao Dongxu no longer concealed his spatial abilities, since he wouldn't be able to hide it when collecting gold and silver treasures later.

"What? The bronze mirror we brought out is also a divine artifact? What, what are its functions?" Wang Kaixuan asked hurriedly, feeling a sense of regret.

"It can catch ghosts and subdue demons, and even subdue zombies—" Gao Dongxu said with a faint smile.

"Gulp—" Wang Kaixuan's face was full of astonishment. He twitched his lips and swallowed hard. "Oh dear... Lao Hu, we've really lost a lot of money—"

Wang Kaixuan immediately hugged Hu Bayi and began to cry, his remorse overflowing.

Hu Bayi pushed him away with a look of disgust, and said with a laugh, "That mirror has been in our hands for quite some time. Have you discovered any supernatural abilities it has?"
"Alright, stop embarrassing yourself. Whether it's a divine artifact or not isn't important; what matters is the person who can use it. In our hands, a divine artifact is just an ordinary object, but in the hands of some people, it truly becomes a divine artifact."

"Clap clap-"

Gao Dongxu smiled and clapped his hands, praising, "He is indeed a genius who can learn and master the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique. He has vision and a broad perspective."

"You flatter me," Hu Bayi quickly said modestly.

Gao Dongxu smiled, said nothing more, and continued collecting the wine jars from the tomb chamber.

After collecting nearly a thousand jars, the group cleared a path again and emerged from the tomb chamber where the wine had been stored. Standing in the middle of a tomb passage, Wang Yueban looked at the two passages on either side and asked Zhang Qiling, "Brother, which way should we go?"

“Don’t say anything, Wu Xie, you choose—” Gao Dongxu immediately said.

Everyone looked at Wu Xie, who had a wry smile on his face. Wu Xie looked around, took a deep breath, and pointed to the left, saying, "This side is a bit safer."

"Let's go!" Having chosen the route, the group no longer hesitated and quickly walked towards the end of the tomb passage on the left, shining their powerful flashlights.

After the tomb passage turned a corner, the group saw a huge tomb door, but the door had been blasted open.

"Someone beat us to it—" Fatty Wang said, frowning. "The traps have probably been sabotaged too..."

“Let’s go in and take a look—” Gao Dongxu said with a frown. Wu Xie bent down and entered the tomb chamber behind the door. Fatty Wang lit a firework and threw it into the tomb chamber, followed closely by the others, who concentrated their powerful flashlights to increase the illumination.

"This, this is..." Wu Xie, who was the first to look into the tomb, was the first to speak, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Four colossal pillars, carved with ancient totems, pierce the dome, and within this magnificent structure lies a truly breathtaking sight... Gold and silver vessels are piled up like rolling mountains, jade and agate meander like streams at your feet, and pearls and corals are scattered all over the ground, as if the gods have overturned a treasure chest filled with the world's most precious gems.

Dozens of flashlight beams swept across the tomb chamber, each beam refracted into a dazzling rainbow by countless gemstones, making the entire space seem to be ablaze with light.

"My God—" Wang Kaixuan's voice was hoarse and almost distorted, his eyes wide open, his facial muscles contorted with extreme shock, "Did they bring all the treasures in the world here?!"

Gao Dongxu's team instantly erupted into chaos. Wang Kaixuan let out a beast-like howl and frantically pounded the ground, while several others stood there dumbfounded, as if they had lost their souls.

The women standing next to Gao Dongxu were also shocked by what they saw, their beautiful eyes widening and their delicate bodies trembling.

Hu Bayi gasped, instinctively supporting Yang Xueli, who was almost unsteady on her feet. Having witnessed the gold and jewels of the ancient city of Jingjue, she too had lost her composure; her lips parted slightly, her eyes filled with dazzling gold.

"What did I say?!" Pan Zi's voice was hoarse with excitement. "The Jurchen treasury, the Southern Song's annual tribute! It's all here! My life has been worth it!"

Wu Xie felt dizzy. He had thought that the gold and silver treasures in the royal tomb of this remote country were not much, but he never expected that such an amazing treasure was hidden there.

Just as Gao Dongxu had said before, all the wealth of the Great Jin Dynasty after its destruction, as well as the accumulated wealth of the fourteen generations of Wannu Kings, has been gathered here.

This goes far beyond the realm of "getting rich"—everything here is enough to ensure that an individual, or even an entire family, will live a life free from want for generations.

"What are you all standing there for!" Gao Dongxu said calmly with a smile, "I promised you, you can pretend however you want—"

"Ah—" Wang Kaixuan was the first to react, plunging into the pile of gold and silver like a cannonball, his obese body rolling around in the goldware. "Today, I, Fatty, am going to roll around on this mountain of gold!"

This sound was like the firing of a starting gun, and the crowd rushed towards the treasures in all directions like madmen.

Some people tossed gold jewelry into the air, watching it trace dazzling arcs under the lights. Others opened their backpacks and swam through piles of gems like they were swimming. Still others hung necklaces around their necks one after another until they were almost bent over by the weight.

"Calm down, everyone..." Hu Bayi tried to persuade them, but Yang Xueli gently pulled him back.

“Old Hu,” Yang Xueli’s eyes blazed with an unprecedented fire, “such a sight is a once-in-a-millennium event…”

Pan Zi had already rushed into the pile of goldware, grabbing two large handfuls. Bathed in the golden light, his face seemed to be plated with gold leaf, and his whole body trembled violently with ecstasy. When he loosened his grip, letting the goldware slip through his fingers, the tinkling sound was like celestial music to his ears.

At this moment, even the last shred of reason in the naive Wu Xie crumbled. He grabbed a handful of heavy gold coins, their weight almost making him want to laugh out loud.

At that moment, he finally understood the saying—human beings' obsession with gold is deeply imprinted in their genes.

Gao Dongxu stood on the outer perimeter, a smile playing on his lips, unable to conceal his excitement. Gazing at the dazzling golden sea, a near-maniacal grin spread across his face. "Brothers," his voice echoed through the tomb, "all of this is ours!"

"We got it—"

"Hahaha—this life has been worth it—"

Everyone went completely crazy. Wu Xie and Fatty Wang were competing to see who could find the bigger gem. One held up an emerald the size of an egg, while the other held a ruby ​​the size of a fist, arguing heatedly until their faces turned red.

Wealth and fleeting life: Erpang and his friends are building a tower with gold bricks, which is already half a person high.

Wang Kaixuan's backpack was already bulging. He frantically stuffed all sorts of treasures into the bag, then emptied it all out and replaced it with even more precious items, repeating this process over and over again.

Soon, everyone discovered a devastating truth—no matter how they chose, they couldn't take even a fraction of the treasure with them.

Whenever they finished storing one treasure, an even rarer treasure would always be revealed underneath.

"Too many, too many!" Pan Zi tried to put a jade Buddha statue, half the height of a person, into his backpack, but to no avail. In the end, he could only slump to the ground in despair.

The mad festivities lasted for nearly an hour, until everyone was utterly exhausted. Some collapsed amidst the piles of jewels, panting heavily; others leaned against the gold-brick walls, lost in thought; still others unconsciously stroked the treasures around them. The extreme excitement gradually subsided, but a golden flame still flickered in everyone's eyes.

Gao Dongxu was the only one who remained completely rational. He stood atop the highest pile of gold artifacts, gazing down at this breathtaking sea of ​​wealth, his eyes gradually deepening.

Hu Bayi and Yang Xueli exchanged a glance, both seeing the worry in each other's eyes. Such immense wealth often comes with equal danger.

Wang Kaixuan was still stubbornly stuffing the last few pieces of gold jewelry into his backpack, muttering, "Just one more, just one more."

Wu Xie gazed at the golden ocean that seemed poised to engulf him, and suddenly felt a nameless fear. Were these treasures, dormant for millennia, truly willing to be taken away by the world like this?
Inside the tomb, only the heavy breathing of the group and the soft crumbs of gold and silver jewelry being caressed in their hands could be heard.

(End of this chapter)