The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

Seeing that it was working, the others breathed a sigh of relief. After all, knowing how to deal with it meant that they still had some initiative. The worst thing was having no way to deal with it at all, which would leave them feeling utterly powerless.

Seeing these strange occurrences, many people have lost heart and are considering giving up. After all, everyone wants money, but only if you're alive to spend it. Now that we might not even be alive anymore, who has the mind to talk about money?

"Wait!" Old Li suddenly spoke up again at this moment.

"Weren't you all just complaining that this thing was like mud and couldn't be made into anything? But now that it's so hard, isn't it no different from wood?"

When Old Li said that, everyone else was taken aback, realizing that it was indeed true.

They were just about to leave because this thing wasn't fully formed, but now that it's been clearly stated that it can be sold for a high price like wood, wouldn't that mean they can sell it for a high price again?

Upon hearing this, many people who had just begun to back down immediately found themselves in a state of inner turmoil.

After all, they've come this far, and leaving like this would be somewhat regrettable. Not everyone gets the chance to make a fortune, and now that the opportunity is presented to them, if they choose to leave on their own, they'll be the ones who regret it later.

As a result, many people turned to look at others, their eyes revealing complex expressions.

"I've been poor my whole life, I don't want to live like this anymore! The worst that can happen is death. Those of you who want to leave can leave, I'll stay here."

One bold person shouted first, indicating that he would not waver, and the others, seeing his demeanor, began to have doubts.

If everyone else leaves, wouldn't those few who stay get all the benefits? Thinking about it this way, many people immediately found it unacceptable.

They could forgo making money themselves, but they couldn't tolerate their neighbors making so much money. So many people hesitated, standing there wondering whether to leave.

Fang Yun could only sigh softly upon seeing this scene.

If many people in this world knew how to restrain themselves and were willing to overcome some of the negative aspects of human nature, they could avoid many disasters in life. However, people always obediently send themselves into this trap time and time again.

Seeing that these people were about to fall into this abyss, Fang Yun began to consider whether or not he should lend them a hand.

Based on Fang Yun's observations, these places are definitely more complex than what they've seen so far. Take that red tree for example; Fang Yun sensed the surging energy behind it. Although he didn't know what was hidden there, he was certain that what lay within was something these craftsmen couldn't withstand.

In the past, it was quite common to see the skeletons and corpses of many craftsmen in large tombs, especially in deep mountain valleys, because the world is so uncertain, with too many unknown and terrifying creatures.

Even someone like Fang Yun, who has explored many tombs and mountains and rivers over the years, still finds the unknown to him far more numerous. This has instilled in him a sense of awe. As for those so-called fearless people, they are long gone, perhaps in some unknown corner of the earth.

Just as Fang Yun was about to step in to stop these people, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

"Alright, all of you, stop daydreaming. What matters is having money in your hands! If you don't start work soon, when Young Master Zhou's whip comes lashing out, you'll be in for a world of hurt!"

Upon hearing this, many people's faces changed color.

The name "Young Master Zhou" held profound meaning for them; the mere mention of it sent chills down their spines. They immediately gripped their hoes, eager to return to their posts and get back to work.

"Brothers, you're all being foolish! If we really had money, why would we be doing this kind of backbreaking work for him?"

“That’s right. If we make money this time, we can go home and start a small business. Why should we put up with his jerk?”

In an instant, many of the king's men spoke up, clearly expressing their deep resentment towards Young Master Zhou. Since they were afraid that Young Master Zhou would punish them again, they might as well break free from this predicament and stop playing with him.

They weren't truly afraid of that Young Master Zhou; they simply wanted to earn a living under his protection, which was why they had been so tolerant. If they insisted on fighting their way out, he wouldn't dare stop them.

As the atmosphere became more intense, many people's faces flushed, and they clenched their fists, seemingly lost in thought.

Indeed, Old Li had just hit the nail on the head. Although they had long been accustomed to this kind of life, they absolutely did not want to return to it, and even felt a sense of disgust and fear.

Chapter 771 Uniting Hearts and Minds

"Gentlemen, please hear me out too!"

At this moment, Old Li, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly stepped forward again.

“I, Lao Li, am a veteran craftsman. I’ve worked in this industry for so many years and have never complained. But is this the life I want? No!”

As Old Li finished speaking, he forcefully punched his chest.

"Why have I been doing this job all this time? It's because I come from a poor family and can't find any other opportunities, so I have no choice but to do this. But people like Young Master Zhou, who are ignorant and incompetent, can live a life of luxury from birth. Is that fair?"

"Everyone, I know what you're thinking. You're just hesitant and afraid of the risks. But take my advice and take this step bravely. Who knows what a different life you'll find in the end."

“If we do it ourselves and get something of value from this tomb, then you won’t have to carry that heavy hoe anymore, you won’t have to smell that pungent odor, and you won’t have to get covered in sweat that you can’t wash off! I don’t know what you think, but I don’t want to continue like this anymore.”

Old Li's words touched many people, and they all turned to look at others.

Everyone knows that the only way they can take these things away is to unite and point their guns at one another, so that Young Master Zhou will no longer be able to rob them.

However, if there is a group of people who insist on holding opposing views, they will start fighting amongst themselves, not only scattering their own internal forces, but also causing everyone to be doomed when Young Master Zhou arrives.

Therefore, we must first unite internally, otherwise we will not be able to accomplish anything in the end.

Meanwhile, powerful figures like Lao Li were also watching everyone intently, as if they would deal with anyone who dared to object. As a result, no one spoke up anymore.

"Alright, since no one is saying anything, I'll take that as your tacit agreement. Now we don't need to dig anymore, we can just focus on this one thing. If I find out that anyone has betrayed us along the way, don't blame me, Old Li, for being ruthless."

As he spoke, Old Li revealed the axe that was tied to his waist.

At this moment, Fang Yun arrived near the cave entrance again. It wasn't that he didn't want to see the group of craftsmen anymore, but rather that a strange fluctuation had suddenly surged into the cave from outside.

"That's strange. There are clearly only a few people here, and they're all just ordinary people. Why do they give me that feeling?"

Fang Yun glanced around but found nothing suspicious. Young Master Zhou was still lying there lazily, and the steward seemed to be dozing off as well.

Everything was peaceful, except that the moonlight was a little brighter than before.

Fang Yun walked out of the cave with a puzzled look on his face, feeling a vague sense of unease.

It was a feeling of impending doom, as if some strange creature was approaching from a distance.

When Fang Yun appeared near the tomb, he was immediately spotted by Young Master Zhou, who then sat up from the recliner.

"Hey, who are you?"

Young Master Zhou was quite surprised. He had finally managed to find this tomb, so how could a person suddenly appear here? Moreover, this place was very remote, unlike a place that an ordinary person would find.

Upon hearing Young Master Zhou's shout, the steward, who had been dozing, was roused to open his eyes. As soon as he spotted Fang Yun, he immediately summoned the servants and pointed at Fang Yun.

"You guys go over there and tie this man up!"

The butler didn't care about all that. Who was Guan Fangyun? He wanted to remove the threat first, tie him up, and interrogate him.

Fang Yun saw the group of fierce-looking servants rushing towards him and his face showed annoyance: "You're trying to tie me up without asking me anything?"

"Kid, who gave you permission to occupy our young master's space? If we don't tie you up, who will we tie up?"

Fang Yun sneered upon hearing this: "Is this land your young master's property, or is the moonlight your young master's property? How come just because I'm standing here, it means I'm occupying your young master's land?"

Upon hearing this, the servant stopped talking and took the rope to put it around Fang Yun's body. Fang Yun dodged it, and the men chased after him, cursing and swearing.

"Kid, I advise you to be smart and come with us to see the young master first, then we might be able to get rid of you sooner. If you still resist, we'll just take action later."

Meanwhile, Young Master Zhou was also standing on the ridge of the field watching this side. Seeing Fang Yun dodging left and right, he said angrily, "Boy, I don't have time to play with you here. Hurry up and get yourself tied up in the rope, then come and see me!"

The butler also yelled, "If you don't behave, you'll regret it!"

Fang Yun ignored them and simply walked a step faster than the servant. Whenever they were about to pounce, Fang Yun would leave first, leaving the servant covered in dust. After a while, the servants realized something was wrong.

Chapter 772 Mysterious Old Taoist

While the Zhou family servants and Fang Yun were playing around, they suddenly heard the low neighing of a horse coming from not far away.

Everyone present was somewhat taken aback, especially Young Master Zhou, whose face was particularly unpleasant. He hadn't even dealt with Fang Yun yet, and now someone else had come. He glanced at the steward with a reproachful look, as if to say, "Didn't we say that nobody knows this place?"

If a large group of people arrives, and he doesn't have many servants with him today, he'll inevitably suffer a loss.

Thinking of this, a look of trouble appeared on Young Master Zhou's face, and he didn't know what to do.

Then, as the sound of the horse's neighing grew closer, the group discovered an old Taoist priest in a gray robe leading a emaciated old horse. The old horse was whinnying softly from time to time, as if it were about to die at any moment.

Young Master Zhou and his companions were stunned. Then, they suddenly slapped their thighs and said, "I thought some formidable character had arrived, but it's just an old man. I was just worried about not having any meat to cook, so why don't we butcher his old horse and eat it!"

The butler, seeing this, breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, it was just an old man with little fighting ability; otherwise, he would have been helpless if he had to go out and fight.

Since Young Master Zhou had spoken, he took it upon himself to comply and said to the servants who were chasing Fang Yun, "You guys, go and get that old man's horse. Let the kid run, and see if he gets exhausted."

The servants, who were already quite tired from chasing, stopped panting as soon as they heard the steward speak.

Upon seeing the old man the butler pointed to, he exhaled several breaths and said, "We can't catch this kid, let's go take care of that old man first—let's vent our anger on him!"

These men were also feeling aggrieved, so they swaggered towards the old man. When they got close, they blocked his path and asked, "Old man, what are you doing here?"

The old Taoist priest, seeing that someone had blocked the road, didn't show much expression on his face, but simply replied, "I've come to retrieve something."

The servants exchanged glances, their faces showing amusement, and said, "What are you taking this late at night? Let me tell you, this is where my young master rests. Since you've come here to disturb him, you'll have to compensate him with something."

The old Taoist priest was taken aback and said, "This place is all fields. When did the farmland become your young master's resting place?"

"I said yes, that's it! Why are you talking so much nonsense! We won't argue with you. Leave your horse here for our young master to have a treat, and get out of here."

The servants weren't very interested in the old man either. Even if they bullied him, it wouldn't sound good if word got out. So they told him to leave the horses and leave immediately.

The old Taoist priest naturally had no intention of leaving the horse behind, saying, "This horse is my only means of transportation. If you take my horse away, I'm afraid I won't be able to get back to town with my current health."

"We don't care about that. Your horse looks like it's about to die of old age anyway, so you might as well make the most of it."

As he spoke, a servant stepped forward to snatch the old Taoist's horse. Startled, the horse swung its head and bumped into the servant, pushing him off into the field.

Upon seeing this, the others forgot their laughter and stepped forward to lead the horse away. The old man tried to stop them, but one of them drew a long knife from his waist and held it to his neck.

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"If you know what's good for you, don't move. I only want your horse right now. If you resist, I'll take your life!"

The old Taoist's expression changed, and he sighed softly, "This horse is one I raised and raised, and it has been with me for so many years. How can I possibly agree to kill it like this?"

"So, in that case, you're refusing a polite offer and choosing to suffer the consequences?"

The servant brandished the knife in his hand again, and the blade gleamed coldly in the moonlight.