This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

"you!"

"Shut up!"

Brother Long suddenly turned around and glared fiercely at the burly man.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable ruthlessness.

"Listen to the master!"

The burly man shrank back and didn't dare to utter another word.

Brother Long's gaze swept over Zhang Chen and Wang Xiaoer's backs, his expression complex.

He's rude, but he's not stupid.

Earlier in the courtyard, the long-haired man in the Taoist robe said that he was going to have a bloody disaster, and it came true in no time. So, since the two of them can get along, it means that this village boy surnamed Wang is probably not simple either.

Moreover, from the moment they came in until now, these two kids have made every right step, and things have gone much more smoothly than before.

"Walk!"

Brother Long waved his hand, signaling the team to follow.

However, the burly man was still not giving up. Although he followed to the left, he took out a lead ball, which was a little bigger than an egg, from his backpack and threw it into the passage on the right.

Thump thump! Glug~~

The shot put landed with a few muffled thuds and rolled away, and nothing happened.

"Look! It's safer over there!" the burly man muttered under his breath.

However, they had only gone less than ten steps inside.

"Click—click-click—"

A sudden burst of mechanical clicking sounds came from right next to them, from the abandoned right-hand passage!

The sound was fast and urgent, like hundreds or thousands of animal traps being triggered at the same time.

Immediately afterwards!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

It was a sharp, piercing sound!

Countless sharp weapons ripped through the air, bringing with them a deathly howl!

Everything returned to deathly silence.

Brother Long and his four men froze instantly, like stone statues. All the color drained from their faces, and cold sweat trickled down their foreheads.

Just now, I only made one wrong choice.

Their fate was predictable.

Brother Long and his men seemed to be nailed to the spot, not daring to move an inch.

Cold sweat had soaked through their backs.

"It's probably just good luck... It's a choice between two options, either right or wrong..."

The burly man who had been full of disdain just moments before was now ashen-faced, his lips trembling, yet he remained stubbornly defiant, still refusing to believe that Wang Xiaoer had chosen the passage based on his own abilities.

He firmly believed that the shot put that was thrown in must have rolled around and hit something to trigger the mechanism, so there might also be a mechanism in this passage.

But not everyone is as stubborn as him. They only know that if they hadn't gone this way, they would definitely be riddled with holes by now.

The way they looked at Wang Xiaoer and Zhang Chen had completely changed.

"Gulp."

Brother Long swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

His face was contorted with bulging flesh as he forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and he quickly approached.

He pulled a crumpled packet of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over with trembling hands.

"Master Wang! And this one too..."

"Zhang Chen." Zhang Chen uttered two words calmly, without taking the cigarette.

"Oh! Master Zhang!" Brother Long clung to the offer like a lifeline, his attitude extremely humble. "Just now, thank goodness we listened to you! Otherwise, we brothers would have been finished today!"

Wang Xiaoer glanced at him, said nothing, and simply continued walking forward.

Zhang Chen followed behind him, but a smile crept across his face.

This guy's really putting on a show. Is this the same simpleton who used to just keep calling out "Brother Chen! Brother Chen!"?

This brief interlude, however, fundamentally reversed the positions of the two sides.

We passed through the passage without any trouble, and suddenly the view opened up before us.

A more spacious, square stone chamber appeared before everyone's eyes.

The floor of the stone chamber is paved with huge blue bricks, each nearly a meter square, fitting together perfectly and as smooth as a mirror.

In the very center, there is a circular stone platform about three meters in diameter, rising half a foot above the ground.

On the stone platform, a bronze cauldron, about half a person's height, was quietly placed. It was simple in style and covered with intricate cloud and thunder patterns.

A profound sense of history washes over you.

The bespectacled strategist beside Brother Long's eyes lit up the moment he saw the bronze cauldron.

The gaze behind the glasses was filled with greed and fanaticism.

"The heart of the tomb!" he exclaimed. "That must be the treasure guarding the tomb!"

He excitedly shoved the burly man next to him.

"Quick! Go move it over here!"

Zhang Chen's expression darkened at the same time.

"Don't move!"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap, freezing everyone in their tracks.

"This is the 'Quicksand Top'!"

The bespectacled strategist was taken aback, adjusting his glasses: "What, Quicksand Peak?"

"Look at these bricks," Zhang Chen said, shining his flashlight on the ground beneath his feet. "Each one is suspended in mid-air, supported only by a single pivot. The entire ground is a giant balancing mechanism."

His voice turned cold.

"If the weight distribution is incorrect, or someone steps in the wrong position, all the hinges will unlock simultaneously."

"At that time, everything beneath our feet will turn upside down, and we will all fall into the quicksand below and be swallowed alive!"

Brother Long and the others felt a chill run down their spines and instinctively took a half-step back, afraid that they had stepped into the wrong place.

But the burly man who had previously questioned Wang Xiaoer didn't believe in this superstition.

Having just made such a huge embarrassment, he was eager to prove himself and save face.

Moreover, the allure of that bronze cauldron was simply too great.

He stared intently at the treasure on the stone platform, a glint of greed and madness flashing in his eyes.

"I think you're just trying to scare us so you can keep the treasure for yourself!"

He let out a low growl and, ignoring everyone's advice, suddenly burst out of the line like a wild bull, charging straight at the stone platform in the center of the stone chamber.

"Come back!" Brother Long exclaimed in shock, reaching out to grab it, but grasping at nothing.

The burly man was very fast; one step, two steps, three steps!

The paving stones beneath his feet were steady and solid, without any abnormalities.

A smug grin spread across his face, as if mocking Zhang Chen's alarmist claims.

He lifted his foot and took his fourth step.

"Click!"

A crisp sound, like bones breaking, came from beneath his feet.

The square brick he was standing on suddenly flipped downwards without warning!

"ah--!"

The smugness on the burly man's face froze instantly, turning into endless fear.

He only had time to let out a short scream before he plummeted vertically and vanished into the darkness in an instant.

Then, it was like toppling the first domino.

"Snap! Snap! Snap-snap-snap—!"

The floor of the entire stone chamber began to shake violently!

Huge square bricks were flipped one after another at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What's exposed beneath the ground isn't solid ground, but rather a bottomless abyss of slowly swirling black quicksand!

The quicksand resembled a giant millstone, exuding an aura of death.

"Go back immediately!"

Zhang Chen roared, grabbed Wang Xiaoer, and sped back towards the passage they had come from, quickly moving across the few remaining unturned stone bricks.

Brother Long and his three remaining men were terrified and fled backwards on all fours.

The ground beneath my feet is disappearing rapidly.

The shadow of death loomed over everyone.

One of Brother Long's henchmen panicked and lost his footing, falling into the quicksand below with a scream.

"Brother Long, save me!"

In a flash, Brother Long lunged forward and, at the last moment, managed to grab the henchman's wrist tightly!

The immense pulling force left half of his body suspended in the air, but fortunately, his feet hooked onto the other end of the brick, preventing him from falling directly.

"Grab me!"

Veins bulged on Brother Long's face as he roared at his men who were about to be swallowed by quicksand below.

"I brought you out here, and I'll definitely bring you back!"