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

Is that all?

The man, armed with a shovel and pickaxe and ready to get to work, was stunned.

Chen Zhi pulled Feng Ruyu and Yang Hong back, making room for them, and the opening came into view.

Now a truly eerie wind was blowing, and from that bottomless darkness, gusts of yin energy were rising, surging outwards like waves, making people tremble involuntarily.

For a moment, no one dared to move.

The masters' expressions grew even more solemn. After a long pause, one of them spoke up, "Let's continue digging."

It's already been dug up; it's too late to leave now.

The bodyguards glanced at Mr. Tang, and only after seeing him nod did they continue their work.

Feng Ruyu leaned close to Chen Zhi, her lips trembling as she asked, "Is Jiang You still alive?"

Chen Zhi shook her head, "I don't know, I can't tell fortunes."

"Is this young lady naturally strong?" It was Mr. Tang who spoke; his voice was magnetic and very pleasant to listen to.

However, Xi Lang's version still sounds better. Chen Zhi added in her mind.

"I'm afraid we'll have to trouble Miss to help us protect Mr. Tang later." The person who spoke this time was the middle-aged man next to Mr. Tang. This man was the one who was in charge of distributing the red ropes. He had looked down on Chen Zhi before, but now he was being polite and respectful to her.

This ability to adapt and not be shy at all earned Chen Zhi's admiration.

She herself couldn't do it.

Chen Zhi said, "Add more money."

The middle-aged man's face stiffened, and a flash of anger crossed his expression.

Are you angry?

Chen Zhi didn't think she had done anything wrong. Finding people and protecting people are not the same job, and the latter is more dangerous.

Just as Mr. Tang was about to say something, a voice came from the bodyguard's side, "Sir, we've broken through."

The commotion here was quite significant, attracting the attention of everyone in the mountain range.

Upon learning that the masters had found the ancient tomb, everyone present was excited and eager to try it themselves.

That's an ancient tomb; it must have lots of treasures.

But you need to be alive to get the treasure.

Thinking of the fate of those tomb raiders, everyone put away their ulterior motives.

Of course, there are also those who value money over life, and they are already itching to try their luck.

Several masters walked at the front, followed by several bodyguards, then Mr. Tang, then the group of people who came to help find the person, and Chen Zhi and her two companions walked at the back.

Some of them carried flashlights, while others carried torches, illuminating the ancient tomb brightly.

With the light, the unknown became known, and the fear dissipated considerably. People even had time to comment on the cemetery, and the atmosphere became somewhat lively.

Chen Zhi's expression darkened. In her eyes, they were like food offered to her. The yin energy in the darkness was like a giant beast, its blood-red maw wide open, as if it wanted to swallow them whole.

"Stay close to me for a while," Chen Zhi instructed.

Feng Ruyu and Yang Hong nodded repeatedly. In fact, even without Chen Zhi's prompting, they had already made up their minds to stay close to Chen Zhi.

This cemetery is very large, like an underground palace, with many passages. If no one leads the way, you will definitely get lost.

The master with the compass led the way, and ever since they entered the ancient tomb, the compass needle had been pointing in one direction without ever changing.

The masters' expressions grew increasingly grave, knowing that this trip was likely to end badly.

But they had no way out. Once they got involved in this, they were bound by karma and couldn't escape it.

"In that case, we have no choice but to fight with all our might. Everyone, bring out your best skills, preferably one that can kill in one blow. Don't hold back, this concerns our lives," one of the masters said.

"Of course."

No one dared to be careless.

The next second, the space in front of them suddenly opened up; this must be the main hall.

In the very center hung a magnificent golden coffin, surrounded by forty-nine smaller coffins, while the ground was densely packed with kneeling figures.

Perhaps it should be called corpses.

The weathered remains, bare of white bones, still maintained in a kneeling posture.

This is a very strict hierarchical cemetery, and the person buried here must have been an extremely cruel person in life.

One tomb owner could have thousands of people buried with him.

The feeling of disgust in Chen Zhi's heart grew even stronger.

"They're in that pool."

"One, two, three... a total of eighteen people, not one more, not one less."

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and pull them up!"

But no one moved.

Or rather, no one dared to make a move.

Mr. Tang looked at the masters and asked them silently.

The masters nodded. "You go and pull them up. We'll provide cover. Remember not to touch the people on the ground."

"Okay," Mr. Tang agreed, then turned to the person behind him, "Did you hear me? Don't touch the person on the ground."

However, no one moved.

"Nobody dares to go," Feng Ruyu whispered.

Yang Hong: "I saw Jiang You, are you going?"

This question was directed at Feng Ruyu.

Feng Ruyu gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go."

Chen Zhi: "Don't rush, let's wait and see."

Seeing that no one was moving, Mr. Tang said with a stern face, "I'll give someone fifty yuan if you pull them out of the pool."

Upon hearing that there was fifty yuan, some people were immediately tempted.

"That pool is all dark and murky. Is the water poisonous?" someone asked.

"There is no water there, only mist," a master said.

Actually, it wasn't fog, it was ghostly energy. The master didn't dare tell the truth, afraid of frightening these people.

"Ah, it's just fog. I'm relieved."

"As long as it's not poisonous, I'll go."

Someone made a move.

Mr. Tang also looked at the bodyguard beside him, "Go and bring the old man up."

"Yes."

Feng Ruyu: "I'll go too."

He and Jiang You were close friends, so he couldn't ask Chen Zhi to save Jiang You; he had to do it himself.

Yang Hong: "I'll go too."

It wasn't for Jiang You, it was for fifty yuan.

Fifty yuan per person, one hundred yuan for two people—that number was enough to overwhelm him. If he could carry a few more people up, he could have his sister's dowry, and maybe even some extra money for him to start a small business next year.

Yang Hong swallowed hard. As long as he was careful, everything should be fine.

Chen Zhi nodded, "Go ahead."

She herself didn't move; she was watching the masters bury talismans, set up formations, and chant scriptures, which seemed to be soul-soothing incantations or something similar.

Such opportunities for on-site learning are rare, and Chen Zhi watched with focused attention and seriousness.

The first person to reach the pool was a young man who was nimble. He reached out and grabbed an old man closest to the edge of the pool, pulling on the old man's shoulders. He tried to pull him up, but he didn't move.

She looks quite thin.

The young man then chose another, thinner-looking man. This time, he knelt by the pool, reached under the other man's armpits, and clasped his hands together in front of his chest. Then, he exerted all his strength once more.

But he still couldn't lift the other person up.

Not right.

Just as the young man was about to say something, he saw the bodyguard next to him jump into the pool and then become unable to move.

"Sir, there's something strange about this pool," the bodyguard said in a terrified tone.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Mr. Tang quickly stepped forward, "What's strange?"

"It felt like there was a strong suction force on the soles of my feet, pinning me firmly to the spot, and I couldn't move an inch." The bodyguard used all his strength, gritting his teeth, with the veins on his forehead and neck bulging, but he still couldn't move an inch.

The young man then said, "I tried to lift the person out of the pool, but I didn't succeed."

Upon hearing this, the others tried, pulling and tugging, but the person in the pool remained completely still.

Several masters also came over, and they tried it themselves, but they were unsuccessful.

"These are the offerings chosen by the tomb owner; we cannot take them away," one of the masters said.

Mr. Tang's face paled. "Is there no other way?"

The masters looked at each other, then shook their heads.

Suddenly, a strange melody, followed by chanting, came from somewhere.

The entire palace suddenly lit up, a cold white light appearing from nowhere, yet omnipresent.

"Oh no!"

"The sacrificial ceremony has begun."

"Everyone, get out of that pool immediately!"

"Sir, save me!" The bodyguard in the pool was deathly pale.

Feng Ruyu and Yang Hong exchanged a glance, unsure whether to proceed or retreat.

"Don't go, you can't go!" Mr. Tang tried to stop the people running backward, but no one listened to him. Even his bodyguards stayed firmly by his side and refused to go forward.

"Whoever helps me get my father out of the water, I'll give him five hundred, no, a thousand."

No one moved.

"two thousand!"

"I'll give him two thousand dollars if he helps me get my father out of the pool."

Black mist churned in the pool, and the music and chanting grew louder and louder. A chilling aura surged from all directions. Those present couldn't even run away, let alone try to save anyone. Their legs went weak, and they were drenched in cold sweat. Some of the more timid ones were so frightened that they wet themselves.

Feng Ruyu looked at Chen Zhi, making a silent plea. He couldn't bear to watch Jiang You die. What if Chen Zhi had a way?

Chen Zhi narrowed her eyes slightly. "I'll give it a try."

Hearing her words, Feng Ruyu's expression didn't improve at all. He gritted his teeth and said, "Do what you can. If it really doesn't work, then forget it."

As everyone retreated, Chen Zhi, who walked straight towards the pool, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Someone exclaimed, "Is she out of her mind?"

No one answered.

Chen Zhi moved too quickly; she took a few quick steps and jumped into the pool without any hesitation.

"Chen Zhi!" Feng Ruyu and Yang Hong's expressions changed drastically.

The black mist engulfed Chen Zhi, and her figure disappeared.

Feng Ruyu and Yang Hong looked ashen-faced.

Feng Ruyu was filled with remorse, "I shouldn't have gone to see her."

The next second, a figure was thrown out of the pool.

"Catch!"

It was Chen Zhi's voice.

Feng Ruyu instinctively opened his arms and caught the thing. It was very heavy. He took a few steps back before he could stand up. He looked down and suddenly realized that the thing in his arms was Jiang You!

She really did it.

"And my father, I'll offer three thousand, miss, please bring my father up here, I'll give you three thousand!" Mr. Tang shouted urgently.

"I don't know who your father is, you choose for yourself."

Mr. Tang didn't understand what Chen Zhi meant and was about to ask her what she meant when, in the next second, he saw people being brought out of the pool one by one and piled up at the edge of the pool.

Mr. Tang was shocked. How did she do that?

"Don't just stand there, everyone, let's move these people out together."