The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Feng Ruyu didn't know what Chen Zhi wanted to talk to Mr. Tang about.

Mr. Tang lived in another brick house behind the bungalow. It was a temporary rental, and the landlord paid a high rent, so he moved to a relative's house overnight to make the house vacant.

Feng Ruyu: "Mr. Tang's identity is mysterious. I've only seen him once from afar. Some people have tried to meet him, but they've all been stopped. If we go to him now, he might not see us."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhi thought to herself that this person was putting on quite a show.

She didn't care too much; she'd see him if she could, but it didn't matter if she didn't.

The three walked toward the brick house and saw more than a dozen people standing at the door, who also seemed to be there to see Mr. Tang.

Feng Ruyu shook her head at Chen Zhi, "It's probably impossible to see him."

No sooner had Feng Ruyu finished speaking than the tightly closed door opened, and four tall men dressed in black walked out first, followed by a young man in a suit and sunglasses.

This must be Mr. Tang.

Mr. Tang glanced at the people present, paused for a moment when his gaze swept over Chen Zhi, and then looked away.

"Mr. Tang, these are all renowned masters in Beijing," someone next to Mr. Tang introduced.

Chen Zhi then noticed the group of people, each of whom had brought their own utensils, but Master Yang was not among them.

Chen Zhi was somewhat surprised. Could it be that Master Yang wasn't well-known in Beijing?

Mr. Tang nodded slightly to the group and said politely, "Thank you all."

The others nodded, "We will do our best."

"It's getting late, let's head into the mountains now."

Several masters walked in front, followed by several bodyguards, then Mr. Tang, and Chen Zhi and her two companions followed at the back of the group.

"Weren't they supposed to have disappeared in the bungalow? How come they went into the mountains?" Yang Hong asked in a low voice.

"An ancient tomb was discovered in the mountains, and those things came from the tomb." Feng Ruyu's expression was complicated. "It was the work of those tomb raiders. Jiang You didn't know at first that the things were stolen goods. The person who invited him said they were clean items collected from the countryside. I only found out from them these past few days that those things were actually just unearthed and still smelled of earth."

"What does this have to do with Jiang You's disappearance?" Yang Hong still didn't understand.

"Jiang You and the others looked at something last night, then went into the mountains and disappeared." Feng Ruyu's expression was enigmatic. "Do you think there might be something in the cemetery calling to them?"

Chen Zhi: "Didn't they search the cemetery?"

"We searched for it. What's even stranger is that the tomb has disappeared." That's what's truly terrifying—an ancient tomb that had been excavated simply vanished without a trace. It's utterly baffling.

Yang Hong's expression changed slightly. "No wonder they pay ten yuan a day." It turns out the job is dangerous.

Just then, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The people around Mr. Tang took out a bunch of red ropes, and each person who went into the mountains would take one when they passed by. They could get ten yuan by returning the red rope at night.

When it was Chen Zhi's turn, the person handing out the rope frowned and looked at Mr. Tang beside him. Mr. Tang didn't say anything, so the person didn't say anything either and gave the red rope to Chen Zhi.

Feng Ruyu tied the red rope around her wrist, and Chen Zhi and Yang Hong did the same.

"Don't lose it, it's worth ten yuan," Feng Ruyu instructed.

Yang Hong quickly tied the rope tighter and covered it with his sleeve.

Chen Zhi tied a knot that could be adjusted to loosen or tighten it.

"It is said that those tomb raiders have also disappeared, which is why the location of the ancient tomb is so hard to find." Feng Ruyu followed closely behind Chen Zhi. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt that there was a cold wind in the mountains. The further away he was from Chen Zhi, the stronger the cold feeling became. On the contrary, the closer he got to Chen Zhi, the weaker the cold feeling became.

Chen Zhi: "Did the people who dug up the ancient tomb and Jiang You's group disappear on the same night?"

Feng Ruyu: "Yes. As soon as the artifact was unearthed, Jiang You and his group arrived that same day. The tomb raiders, on the other hand, had only left the mountains in the morning, and by evening, they had all disappeared with Jiang You and his group."

Chen Zhi: "They are quite eager."

If they could just delay for a day or two, Jiang You and his group might be able to escape this predicament.

Feng Ruyu: "Stolen goods, of course, should be sold as soon as possible. Besides, with the New Year approaching, everyone wants to make some money so they can have a good holiday."

Chen Zhi: "That's true."

Yang Hong remained silent, thinking to himself that Chen Zhi and her lover didn't seem to be short of money for the New Year. Earning money for the New Year was something that only poor people like him could truly understand.

The group walked for about three hours before stopping.

"The trail ends here. Everyone, just like the past few days, split up here and search on your own. If you make any new discoveries, blow the whistle immediately."

"Yes."

"Let's go then. Be careful, and you can blow your whistle if you encounter any danger."

Chen Zhi didn't have a whistle, but Feng Ruyu did.

Yang Hong: "Can the three of us go together?"

Feng Ruyu shook her head, "No."

That's such a huge mountain range; if a group of people went together, it would take them forever to traverse it.

Yang Hong: "Which way do you want to go? I don't want to stray too far from you."

When Yang Hong said this, he was looking at Chen Zhi.

Feng Ruyu also looked at Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi stood still, saying, "No rush."

She was looking at those masters. Ever since she decided to learn Taoist magic from Xi Lang, she had become more interested in this area.

Especially that Bagua compass, Xi Lang doesn't have that. Is it because Xi Lang can't afford it?

Chen Zhi watched as those people used compasses or copper coins, each displaying their skills, to calculate something.

She was engrossed in watching when one of Mr. Tang's men approached them, speaking in an unfriendly tone, "If you've taken the money, you have to do the job. If you're not going to do the job, you can leave now."

Feng Ruyu and Yang Hong both looked at Chen Zhi, who remained expressionless. "Let's go now."

As she spoke, she walked toward a ridge.

Without saying a word, Feng Ruyu and Yang Hong immediately followed.

"I already said we're looking for an ancient tomb! Are these three idiots? Why would a tomb be located on a mountaintop?!"

"They don't look like they're doing anything productive. Two men with a beautiful woman, they're probably just here for a vacation."

"They get paid while they play games, what a clever scheme of theirs. It's only because Mr. Tang is generous and kind-hearted. If it were me, I would have them beaten up and thrown out."

"Mr. Tang may not have failed to see that these three were just pretending to be skilled musicians. The reason Mr. Tang didn't kick them out is to bring good fortune to Old Master Tang. For Old Master Tang's sake, Mr. Tang spared no expense in hiring us, and he certainly didn't want any trouble to arise at this time."

"....."

These people deliberately amplified their voices, as if afraid that Chen Zhi and the other two wouldn't be able to hear them.

Feng Ruyu looked apologetic. "I'm sorry you had to suffer. Once Jiang You is rescued, I'll have him make it up to you properly."

Jiang You is wealthy and shouldn't mind giving Chen Zhi some money. As for Yang Hong, he was completely ignored by Feng Ruyu.

Chen Zhi suddenly stopped, her expression turning somewhat serious.

Feng Ruyu: "Why are you stopping?"

Chen Zhi shook her head and continued walking.

"Why do I feel colder and colder?" Feng Ruyu wondered.

"The higher we go, the colder it gets, of course." Yang Hong sniffed. He always felt cold; he never felt warm in winter.

Chen Zhi glanced back at them, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Why don't you wait here?"

Just as she finished speaking, several masters, along with Mr. Tang and his bodyguards, arrived.

Chen Zhi and the other two made way for them and moved aside.

Only after these people had gone far away did Feng Ruyu ask in a low voice, "Did you discover something?"

Chen Zhi shook her head. "I wouldn't say I discovered anything; I just had a gut feeling that something was wrong over there."

The overwhelming ghostly and yin energy was even more intense than when the Corpse King was born.

What's down there?

Chen Zhi and the other two followed far behind Mr. Tang and his group, watching them stop halfway up the mountain. There was a flat area, about fifty square meters in size, shaped like a semicircle.

Chen Zhi inexplicably thought of the word "altar," a word she had just memorized a few days ago.

However, the area was overgrown with weeds and piled with rubble, making it look less like an altar.

Chen Zhi watched as the masters lit incense and candles, chanting incantations. The compasses in their hands spun wildly, and the copper coins they threw out stood upright, eerily still.

The expressions of the masters became somewhat solemn.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Tang asked.

"The situation is not good," one of the masters said.

Mr. Tang took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. If Mr. Tang's appearance was rated 8 out of 10, then his eyes accounted for 6 out of 10.

"Please speak freely, Master," Mr. Tang said politely.

"Those tomb raiders angered the things in the ancient tombs, and now the place is filled with resentment. Those people," the master paused before continuing, "those who disappeared were sacrifices summoned by the ancient tombs."

Mr. Tang's expression changed. "Is my father still alive?"

Another master replied, "The divination shows that Mr. Tang is trapped in a quagmire and his life force is weakening. He is still alive, but it is hard to say how long he can live."

Mr. Tang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Then let's dig up the ancient tomb. If the thing inside wants offerings, I can give it live sheep and pigs. You guys help me talk to it. As long as it asks, I'll find it as many livestock and poultry as it wants."

"this--"

The masters looked troubled. "We're afraid it wants a person."

Mr. Tang was not giving up. "We still have to give it a try."

Chen Zhi, Feng Ruyu, and Yang Hong each received a shovel.

"Don't worry, I won't let you dig for nothing. I'll give you extra money," Mr. Tang said.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhi didn't say anything and followed the bodyguards to start digging.

Feng Ruyu and Yang Hong stood close to Chen Zhi.

The three of them were almost touching.

"How are you three doing your work? Spread out a bit!" Mr. Tang's men were the first to complain.

Feng Ruyu and Yang Hong seemed not to hear. They dared not disperse; they were afraid of being sacrificed as living people.

Chen Zhi straightened up, grabbed the stone in front of him, lifted it up, and moved it to the open space to the side.

This action stunned everyone.

That stone must weigh over a thousand pounds, how did she manage to lift it?

Chen Zhi ignored the stunned person, returned to her position, poked at the soil with a shovel a few times, and calmly said, "It's working."