Ancient tomb excavation traces

Because everyone had injuries of varying degrees, and the tension and fatigue in everyone's bodies were exposed all at once after the battle, we rested in Xidi for five days. During these five days, Chen Tianzhou and the old ancestor tried their best to satisfy our completely empty stomachs. However, because of You Chi's treachery, my lower abdomen always ached slightly when I ate.

Once our wounds have healed a little more, we will have to embark on a long journey. We cannot take the bodies of Qiuyue and the others with us, and Yinshi will be laid to rest in the ancient tomb, not even a grave can be left for him.

Before parting, Chen Tianzhou prepared some simple dishes. He didn't bring many people with him this time, but they were all skilled fighters from the sect, and they had grown up together since childhood. In the ancient tomb, he had calmly dealt with the deaths of Qiuyue and Yinshi, but now, the sadness on his face was truly revealed.

This was a man of deep affection. When the moon hung high, its silvery light bathed Chen Tianzhou and the hastily erected wooden tomb. That night, he and Qiuyue talked a lot, from their childhood arguments to their later practice of digging graves together… Memories flooded his mind, making Chen Tianzhou smile bitterly, tears welling in his eyes. Seeing Chen Tianzhou's sorrowful expression, the ancestor couldn't help but tease and joke with him. Chen Tianzhou knew that the ancestor did this to ease his sadness, so he quietly wiped away his tears and kowtowed to the ancestor on the forehead.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, I was awakened by the cold. Looking at the chilly surroundings, listening to the babbling brook and the crystal-clear birdsong, all the previous hardships and dangers seemed like distant memories. Just as I was about to get up and wash my face by the stream, Xiao Ba, who had been sound asleep and snoring, suddenly struggled in the air and sat up. I was startled by his sudden movement, thinking he was having a nightmare. But looking at my bewildered expression, he said gravely, "There's movement!"

Although we encountered some unexpected threats these past few days, they were easily eliminated because our ancestors were all present. Now that Xiao Ba said there was some movement, I thought it was some kind of ferocious beast appearing again. However, Xiao Ba said nervously that it was the sound of people talking, and judging from their accents, they were Han Chinese.

Speaking of Han people, I think of the Gu family. At this moment, Gu Cheng was also woken up by Xiao Ba. I asked him if there were any other members of the Gu family who were arranged in the forest. Gu Cheng said that at that time, their people were divided into two groups. His group went into the tomb, while the other group was outside, near the hole.

Recalling the demonic nature of the hole, I asked Gu Cheng if there were any surviving members of the Gu family. Gu Cheng shook his head and only said that they had agreed to meet in the poplar forest south of the woods if they were still alive.

To better distinguish the voices of the Han people that suddenly appeared in the forest, we had Xiao Ba listen carefully. At this moment, everyone was awake except for the soundly sleeping Bao Cai and the old ancestor.

Xiao Ba listened for a while and said that the group's accent was slightly different from Gu Cheng's, but he did vaguely recognize the accent. We gave him some time to think, and after a long time, he exclaimed with a serious expression, "I remember! I remember! It's the Black Mountain Army!"

Hearing the words "Black Mountain Army" sent chills down my spine, not because I was afraid of them, but because the purpose of our adventure was to find these rebels.

Xiao Ba was a little wary of the Black Mountain Army because he had experienced the strange event of a wandering spirit making a wish, and the little Taoist's master was also a member of the Black Mountain Army. We came to this tomb not for any selfish purpose of obtaining funerary objects, but to help these rebels locate a burial site.

Unexpectedly, after all the twists and turns, the final destination still starts from the beginning. Everything is like a circle, and as you walk along, it always connects inexplicably.

We originally planned to meet the Black Mountain Army directly, but after encountering Grandpa Gu and the Turan family, we became more cautious. We can't judge a book by its cover; the Black Mountain Army was a complete stranger to us.

After discussing it, we followed Xiao Ba to a relatively deep thicket of bushes to hide. To be honest, it was still a bit far from the stream, and we didn't expect Xiao Ba's hearing to be so good.

A total of more than a dozen Black Mountain Army soldiers arrived, a number much larger than before. These men were all rugged-looking, with faces covered in beards, making them appear particularly unkempt.

Most of them were resting, but three burly men wearing turbans were chewing on pheasant meat, incessantly spouting vulgarities. I found it incredibly annoying; their voices were loud, and they weren't afraid of attracting any unclean things from the woods.

After eating for a while, one of the men, a round-faced man with a full black beard and wearing a brown short robe, casually wiped his mouth, took a swig of wine, and said to the other two men in a serious tone, "Like I said before, you're making us travel so far just to find out about some ancient tomb. Tell me, what are we risking our lives and hanging around there for so long for? Isn't it just to live a life of wealth and comfort in the future?"

A man with intricate triangular eyebrows and slanted eyes nodded thoughtfully: "Brother Tie is right. To put it bluntly, we joined the Black Mountain Army just to get a position or two. Now look what's happened, we're doing all the hard work while they sit back in their hideout and reap the benefits!" He snapped a tree branch in his hand in dissatisfaction.

Looking at their crude appearance, I finally understood why the Black Mountain Army, despite having such a large manpower, was ultimately defeated by Yuan Shao and Cao Cao.

One of the men, a frail-looking, extremely ugly man with a yellow beard, said sadly, "One battle and we're all just bones. That's what happened to my eldest brother. So I agree with your idea. Once we find the treasure, we'll divide it among ourselves. There's no need to go back and fight for some grand cause. The most realistic thing for people is to live a life of wealth and luxury. Once you're dead, everything is just an illusion."

Hearing what these three people said, he suddenly felt that everything Yu Muye had done was not worth it. At this moment, the little Taoist's face was also very ugly. He would never have thought that he had gone through so many hardships for these people who were blinded by profit, had no beliefs, and only cared about themselves.

However, things had already gone this far. Perhaps this was just a rotten apple in the Black Mountain Army; after all, the Black Mountain Army, as I knew it, was a powerful military force. I wanted to comfort the young Taoist priest, but just then, the birds in the forest scattered in panic as if startled by something, leaving behind a series of sharp cries.

Such a commotion usually only occurs when a ferocious beast appears. Everyone held their breath. The Black Mountain Army also sensed something was wrong, and Tie Ge urged all his sleeping comrades to get up.

However, before he could wake all his companions, he suddenly heard a deep roar that shook the heavens. The roar was full of energy and displayed great power. My heart trembled. Could this sound be the appearance of the King of the Forest?

I like tomb raiding.