Tomb raiding: Carrying a coffin during a funeral procession, rewarded with the Dragon Elephant Prajn

Li Changsheng was bathed in golden light, which turned his white hair golden.

He walked forward slowly, and with each step he took, the wailing of the giant witch's zongzi grew even more tragic.

Upon approaching, Li Changsheng took out several Maoshan talismans from his pocket, waved his hand, and the talismans subdued the great shaman.

He then removed the black coffin from behind him and stuffed the great shaman inside.

The black coffin may not look very big, but it actually has a huge interior space. It could easily fit a city, let alone a person.

The only drawback is that only customers can be put inside; nothing else, whether inanimate or alive, can be put inside.

Otherwise, using it as a portable space would be incredibly convenient.

"Brother, is this your customer?"

After the Great Shaman was stuffed inside, Wu Xie immediately scurried over.

He finally understood that Li Changsheng was a highly skilled person who traveled among various ancient tombs, specializing in collecting and burying the corpses of evil spirits.

It wasn't as he had previously thought, assuming that Li Changsheng was also a fellow tomb raider.

Li Changsheng nodded slightly and glanced at Wu Xie.

"Is the bacterial liquid tasty? Should we order some to take home?"

"No, I am not worthy of this."

Wu Xie felt a churning in his stomach and quickly moved away from the blood jade coffin.

Even if this coffin were worth tens of millions, or even hundreds of billions, he would only want to stay far away from it right now.

Li Changsheng laughed heartily, feeling quite pleased with himself.

He then grabbed a corner of the blood jade coffin and emptied the bacterial solution inside.

As the bacterial solution dried up, a golden object fell out of the coffin with a soft thud.

Li Changsheng picked up the thing from the ground, and Wu Xie then saw that it was actually a golden scepter!

One end of the scepter is carved with a dragon, and the other end is carved with a tiger!

The carving isn't particularly exquisite, but this piece dates back two or three thousand years, and its historical value is immeasurable.

Wu Xie's eyes lit up immediately.

"This appears to be a scepter unique to ethnic minority regimes in ancient frontier regions. A scepter of the same specifications was unearthed in Guangxi in the early 1990s. However, that scepter was made of bronze and was still listed as a national first-class cultural relic."

Tibetan blood jade coffins are valuable, but such large and heavy coffins are extremely difficult to transport or sell.

This scepter is different; even if it were melted down into gold, it would still be valuable!

Of course, Wu Xie is an antique dealer, so he wouldn't do something as foolish as buying the box and returning the pearl!

"You guessed right, but there's no reward."

Before Wu Xie could get his fill of looking at it, Li Changsheng put away the Golden Dragon and Tiger Scepter.

After tidying up their equipment, the two continued deeper into the dense forest.

It took us more than an hour to finally emerge from the dense forest.

As soon as he stepped out of the dense forest, Wu Xie saw another toad statue.

Moreover, this toad statue is clearly pointing in a certain direction.

Following the toad statue's guidance, the two headed east and soon came across some dilapidated statues.

Moreover, the signs of artificial creation are becoming increasingly obvious.

Wu Xie squatted down and observed for a while, then said with a hint of pride, "Big brother, my grandfather taught me when I was a child that building large tombs is very troublesome, requiring the transportation of materials. Especially wood and stone, it's a massive undertaking. So there's usually a spirit path in front of a large tomb."

"Brother, have you ever been to the Ming Tombs or the Tang Tombs? Those imperial tombs have spirit paths like this! It seems we've really come to the right place; there must be some important person buried in Zhelong Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, Li Changsheng couldn't help but look at Wu Xie with new respect.

I originally thought this kid was just relying on Zhang Qiling to carry him, but I didn't expect him to actually know a thing or two about tomb raiders.

However, Li Changsheng didn't say much, and the two followed the dilapidated stone statues all the way to the valley.

The valley is filled with exotic flowers and rare herbs, a sight to behold.

But what amazed Wu Xie the most was a butterfly in the valley that was bigger than the palm of his hand, with golden wings that looked stunning in the sunlight.

Unfortunately, neither Wu Xie nor Li Changsheng were insect experts and could identify the species of this butterfly.

Wu Xie picked up a digital camera, wanting to take some photos to take back with him.

But as soon as he picked it up, he discovered that the Canon digital camera he had been with for several years was broken.

"What happened... This camera always worked perfectly, how did it suddenly break!"

That's not all. Wu Xie soon discovered that not only was the digital camera broken, but the digital watch he was wearing was also broken.

Wu Xie realized something was wrong and quickly took out his compass.

But he found that the compass was spinning erratically, and he couldn't tell which way was north, south, east, or west at all.

"Oh no, bro, there's something wrong with the magnetic field here!"

As Wu Xie spoke, he noticed that the further forward he went, the faster the compass spun.

After walking about a hundred steps, we stopped in front of a large, bumpy rock. The compass was almost smoking from spinning.

"This is... a meteorite?"

Wu Xie touched the rock in front of him, which was more than half a person tall, and frowned.

Behind him, Li Changsheng glanced at him and said, "If you touch it a few more times, you won't need to get a haircut when you go bald."

Upon hearing this, Wu Xie immediately realized that the stone was indeed a meteorite, but it carried strong radiation.

He quickly jumped away and realized why the World War II transport plane had crashed there.

It is clear that the meteorite in this valley caused the magnetic field to become disordered, resulting in the malfunction of all electronic devices.

Thinking of this, Wu Xie quickly moved far away from the meteorite.

He's still young and doesn't want to go bald so early.

Fortunately, after passing the meteorite, the two arrived at the end of the valley.

At the end of the valley stands a temple, perched below the rocky cliffs.

"There's a temple in such a remote place?"

"There's not just a temple, there are people too..."

Li Changsheng's lips curled up slightly, and he said with a hint of deeper meaning.

"People? Where are the people? Where are they?"

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned his head and looked around.

But after searching for a long time, they couldn't find a single person.

This temple was built against the mountain, using local materials, specifically stones.

It also retains a somewhat rugged, primitive style!

Judging from the architectural style alone, this temple must have a very long history.

The two entered the temple and immediately saw the mountain god statue at the very front of the main hall.

Strangely, the mountain god in the temple is a blue-faced, fanged mountain demon.

In addition, the environment here is dilapidated, and it is clear that no one has taken care of it for at least ten or twenty years.

"Brother, this matches the information Ma Liang found. Zhelong Village was abandoned in the 1980s. I guess this is the mountain god worshipped by the people of Zhelong Village."

Since ancient times, there have been many mountain gods, land gods, and river gods in various places.

For example, people in the southern coastal areas worship Mazu, while in the north they worship shamans.

Yunnan is characterized by its towering mountains, which naturally gave rise to many mountain god beliefs.

Besides being overgrown with weeds, many of the walls inside the mountain god temple had also collapsed.