I, a cultivator, have ended up in the world of tomb raiding.

Half an hour ago, outside the cellar entrance tunnel.

Old Luo, with a diagonal scar on his face, walked back and forth beside the tomb robber's hole with his hands on his hips.

He would occasionally stroke his chin and glance down into the cave, then click his tongue and walk away.

Sitting on a rock, the refined-looking Chen Yulou said upon seeing this, "Commander Luo, please calm down."

It turned out that Chen Yulou and Luo Laowai were surveying the veins of Ping Mountain, trying to discern the direction of the mountain's terrain.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of several figures emerging from the forest path at the foot of the mountain in the distance. They were walking hurriedly and did not seem to be mountain people or hunters.

Seeing that he was suspicious, Chen Yulou stopped himself from going forward to question Luo Laowai directly.

Let's first figure out their strategy and avoid alerting them. If they've also come from the Yuan Tomb of Chongping Mountain, then we can make further plans.

He then selected the shrewd and capable Hua Ma Guai beside him to go with him, and instructed the rest of the men to lie in wait and not to make any rash moves.

The two concealed their presence, using the trees and bushes for cover, and stealthily made their way to the group. Before long, they reached a spot not far behind the group.

Upon closer inspection, the group consisted of fewer than ten people, each with a weapon at their waist, and their mannerisms exuded a bandit-like air; they were clearly not good people.

Having traveled extensively and encountered many petty thieves in the martial arts world, Chen Yulou immediately recognized them as a group of tomb raiders.

Judging from their attire and demeanor, it's not immediately clear which school or style they belong to.

Even more strangely, the two people in the middle of the group were carrying a large bamboo basket that was more than half a person tall. The basket was wrapped tightly, and it was unknown what was inside.

The two continued to follow stealthily, and as they rounded a dense thicket, the group ahead suddenly stopped abruptly.

Chen Yulou and Hua Maguai both felt a tightness in their chests.

Thinking that their actions had been discovered, they immediately crouched down deep in the grass, held their breath, and dared not move, listening intently to any sounds ahead.

Upon seeing that the group was using living people as bait, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

Grave robbing is mostly done by poor people who have no choice but to steal the belongings of the dead to survive. But to use living people as bait to explore is truly heinous and immoral.

In the past, when the bandits of the Unloading Ridge gang explored tombs, they only used domestic animals such as pigeons to test the waters. This group's actions were even more cruel than theirs.

Chen Yulou and Hua Maguai hid behind the bushes, unable to discuss the matter further, but decided to meet with the tomb raiders.

Unexpectedly, when their entire team arrived, they only saw the two men who were keeping watch outside the tomb.

A pair of cuts, a bunch of low-class southern thugs.

Chen Yulou lost interest in making friends with him.

However, with such a large group of people operating in Ping Mountain, it would be unwise if these people saw them on their way back and word got out.

Therefore, following precedent, they captured everyone they encountered along the way, regardless of whether they were barbarians or Han Chinese, and used them as porters to accompany the army.

The theft of the Yuan Dynasty tomb at Ping Mountain was no small matter, and these people were no different.

At this moment, Luo Laowai took out the gun and put it back several times. Seeing Chen Yulou so calm, he became even more impatient.

He immediately said, "My dear leader, if you ask me, let's just send a few men down and capture those petty thieves. It's better than us all just sitting here waiting."

Beside him, a woman dressed in a dark maroon short-sleeved jacket, exuding a chivalrous air, glanced at Chen Yulou with a slight shift in her beautiful eyes, as if she had thought of something. She leaned forward slightly and said:

"Boss, I just heard those two say that this fight is extremely dangerous. We've been waiting here for an hour, and no one has come up yet. Could something have happened?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yulou pondered for a moment and found it to be reasonable.

After discussing it, the group decided to go down into the tomb to explore.

Chen Yulou and Luo Laowai each led several people, and Hong Guniang, dressed as a female knight-errant, was also in the scouting team.

After descending into the tomb, Chen Yulou immediately recognized from the surrounding layout that this was a two-layered tomb, with the true main burial chamber located on the lower layer.

So he led the group deeper and deeper, searching for the entrance to the next section.

When they found the central wellhead, they shone the lantern down and saw only a dark layer of sewage.

Chen Yulou was able to see in the dark.

Looking closer, besides the water, a black, human-shaped object could be seen, indicating that something must have happened.

"The tomb chamber below is low and flooded. I don't know what's going on, Hong Gu, you shouldn't go down."

Chen Yulou, considering that Hong Guniang was a woman and it would be inconvenient for her to be immersed in sewage, wanted her to stay on top.

The young woman, with her face covered by a towel, peered down into the well. Recognizing Chen Yulou's concern, she immediately spoke:

"The water level below is at most half a foot; why should I, Hong Gu, be afraid?"

After saying that, he pulled out a dagger, making it clear that he wanted to go down with him.

Chen Yulou glanced at her and felt helpless. He knew that this girl was strong-willed and could not tolerate the slightest disrespect. So he had no choice but to select two more brothers from the Unloading Ridge to stay up and provide support.

Luo Laowai only allowed one person to go down with him.

When the miners' lamps were put down and shone inside, the sight before them sent chills down everyone's spines.

The tomb chamber, less than two meters high, was in complete disarray, with the floor littered with dismembered limbs and sewage, and a foul stench permeating the air.

What shocked them even more was that in the middle of the tomb, there were more than a dozen zombies lying on the ground, all of them with ferocious appearances and distorted faces.

A shirtless man sat on a coffin next to the rice dumplings, looking at them calmly.

Upon seeing the room full of dismembered limbs, the row of grotesque rice dumplings, and a man sitting on a coffin like a ghost, Chen Yulou and the others couldn't help but feel a slight choking.

Luo Laowai was a reckless and unruly person. He didn't care about rice dumplings or evil spirits; he only believed that the power of a gun barrel came from within.

Seeing the room filled with dismembered corpses and a strange long-haired man sitting on a coffin, he wondered what kind of mountain spirit or monster he was. A surge of fierce energy rushed to his head, and he pulled out the pistol from his waist.

With a flick of his thumb, he pointed the gun directly at the man's face and gruffly said, "Kid! Did you kill all these zombies?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he caught sight of the man sitting upright on the coffin, who merely glanced at him indifferently, showing no reaction. He immediately called out again:

"Hey kid! You're the one who caused all these zombies and corpses, aren't you? If you don't say something, I'll shoot you dead!"

"Commander Luo, don't worry, let me ask him first." Chen Yulou quickly reached out and pressed down on Luo Laowai's wrist, which was holding the gun, but his eyes were still fixed on the man on the coffin who seemed completely unharmed.

His night eyes had just seen the entire tomb chamber clearly:

Although the corpses scattered on the ground were incomplete, their clothing still revealed them to be the group of Nanpazi dressed as Miao people.

A dozen or so zongzi lay fallen around, their heads tilted to the side, clearly having been brutally subdued.

Looking again at the shirtless man, his waist-length hair was loose, and there seemed to be strange patterns tattooed on his bare arms, chest, and abdomen.

Sitting on the edge of the coffin, he glanced at everyone with indifferent eyes, showing neither fear nor murderous intent.

"Isn't this the person who was kidnapped and used as bait by that gang of southern thugs?"

At the time, Li Yue was dressed in rags and covered in dirt, and since he only saw him from a distance, he didn't get a clear look at his face.

But it's still easy to spot a man with such long hair.

Chen Yulou could not ignore the corpses and mangled flesh scattered here, as well as the filth and foul air.

But the fact that this man has stayed here for so long shows that he is no ordinary person.

"Such ruthless methods, such unwavering composure."

Chen Yulou was secretly alarmed, but remained outwardly calm. He took half a step forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said:

"My name is Chen Yulou. I was passing through this place with a friend when we found it eerily dangerous and decided to investigate. May I ask who you are, my friend, and why you are here?"

The young woman in red had bright, star-like almond eyes that were fixed on the person on the coffin, her heart filled with the same curiosity.

The sewage was ankle-deep and chilling, but she was oblivious, her eyes fixed on the other person's every move.