General of the Heavens

Chapter 57 By Dongting Lake [Seeking Recommendations]

"Commander Luo! You were so brave, yet you perished in this mere Ping Mountain. All living beings grieve, and Heaven is unjust..."

Both of the two major warlords in western Hunan died at Ping Mountain. Everyone knew that Ping Mountain was an ominous place. Chen Yulou could only hastily pay his respects to Luo Laowai at the mortuary before quickly taking his treasures and leaving Ping Mountain.

Partridge Whistle was stigmatized because of Ning Chen. Seeing that Ning Chen wanted to completely sever ties with him, Ning Chen also kept his promise and told Partridge Whistle the location of the Muchen Pearl.

After what happened with Luo Laowai, Partridge Whistle no longer completely believes Ning Chen's words. Ironically, before, when Ning Chen lied to him that the Muchen Pearl was in Ping Mountain, Partridge Whistle believed him without a doubt. Now that Ning Chen tells the truth that the Muchen Pearl is in the tomb of the King of Xian, Partridge Whistle does not believe him.

He planned to travel to Blackwater City alone and would set off in a few days. Chen Yulou insisted on seeing him off, and he and Ning Chen escorted Partridge Whistle all the way to the shore of Dongting Lake.

The three of them met at the Ping Mountain Ancient Tomb and have never had a moment of peace since. Now, they have stolen a moment of leisure and are truly enjoying themselves.

Chen Yulou looked up and saw a restaurant on the mountain by the lake. He suggested that they go upstairs to enjoy the view and send Partridge Whistle off with a pot of fine wine.

Partridge Whistle originally didn't want to have any further entanglement with Ning Chen, but he couldn't refuse Chen Yulou's earnest invitation, so he agreed.

The three of them sat down by the window and ordered food and drinks.

Partridge Whistle was originally full of anxiety, but when he saw the beautiful scenery of distant mountains and nearby waters, his mood inexplicably improved.

"Brother, you've really decided to go to Blackwater City? Over the centuries, the yellow sands have shifted, and Blackwater City has long become a legend. Why don't you listen to your third brother and let the three of us join forces to rob the tomb of the King of Xian?"

Chen Yulou raised a cup of wine to persuade Partridge Whistle, but upon hearing this, Partridge Whistle's expression immediately changed: "Don't mention this matter again."

Ning Chen also spoke up, "I can't go either. My trip to Ping Mountain was due to a series of coincidences, and I will be leaving this place soon."

"Third brother, are you leaving too? Where are you going?"

"Go where you need to go, Second Brother, don't ask any more questions."

Chen Yulou glanced at Partridge Whistle and Ning Chen, sensing that there was something fishy going on between them, but neither of them said anything.

For a moment, they looked at each other in silence, the three of them drinking in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. After downing two jugs of wine, Ning Chen's face also became somewhat flushed.

But the two seasoned veterans, Partridge Whistle and Chen Yulou, remained unfazed, their bellies seemingly bottomless pits.

Chen Yulou thought of something and said to Partridge Whistle, "Our Miss Hong asked me to act as matchmaker. I treat her like my own sister. You should give me an explanation when you return from Blackwater City, right?"

When the topic turned to Red Girl, Partridge Whistle perked up: "The trip to Blackwater City is uncertain, but as long as I survive, I will not fail your kindness and will take her far away."

Chen Yulou cursed inwardly: "What a hypocrite, cultivating his mind but not his speech, abstaining from lust but not from lewdness! He agreed so readily without even refusing..."

Whether it was because they were talking about something pleasant or something else, Partridge Whistle became noticeably more talkative. "I won't hide it from you, back in Golden Wind Village, I had my eye on Miss Hong. You all don't know, we almost had a one-night stand..."

Chen Yulou's eyes widened. "Tell me quickly and carefully! That girl Hong is really tight-lipped; she hasn't let a word out..."

Partridge Whistle downed a cup of wine, pushed Chen Yulou away, and said, "No, the joy here is not for outsiders to know. You should find good families yourselves..."

Ning Chen laughed heartily; a man's pleasures are that simple and pure...

At this time, more and more people came to the restaurant to drink. The three of them never talked about tomb raiding, but only drank and made merry, discussed current affairs, and wrote passionately.

Unexpectedly, as they drank their wine, the three men noticed that several ugly men at the next table were repeatedly talking about feng shui and tomb raiding.

Although the group deliberately lowered their voices, how could they hide it from Partridge Whistle and Chen Yulou, two tomb raiding experts who could identify hidden locations by listening to acupoints?

The three of them then casually drank and chatted, while overhearing every word spoken by the people at the next table.

These people were naturally tomb raiders, but they weren't from the Four Gates; they were probably amateur tomb raiders who had joined the profession later in life.

Chen Yulou muttered in a barely audible voice, "Which group of blind bandits dares to raid tombs in Xiangyin? I'll take them down!"

As Chen Yulou was saying this, he was about to have them killed when Partridge Whistle restrained the somewhat agitated Chen Yulou and said, "Let's hear what he has to say first."

One of the men, with a pockmarked face, said, "You've probably all heard about the recent tomb raiding by the two warlords in Ping Mountain, haven't you?"

Another burly man with a scarred face said, "It is said that a group of warlords used axes to split open a coffin, and a zombie sat up from the coffin and spat out golden pills, which almost scared a pretty boy so much that he wet his pants."

Ning Chen: "..."

Partridge Whistle and Chen Yulou both looked at Ning Chen at the same time. Although they remained silent, they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.

Another person nearby said, "I have a cousin who works in a warlord's army. He said that even Commander Luo, the tomb raider from Laoxiongling in western Hunan, is dead. Is there any profit we can make if we go?"

Scarface chimed in, "Yeah, boss. They've already dug it all out. What good will it do us if we go back again?"

The pockmarked man shook his head and said, "How much ability can this lousy warlord have? He probably only dug up a few small graves from recent times."

"So what can we do there?"

The pockmarked Wu sneered and whispered, "You bunch of idiots probably only know that tomb raiding involves digging holes and shoveling dirt."

Let me tell you, the real masters of tomb raiding all know about feng shui, and large ancient tombs are usually buried in auspicious locations.

"As long as you pinpoint the dragon vein, one dig and you're guaranteed a great harvest. That's the profound art of finding the dragon's lair. Heh heh, you guys don't know anything about that!"

The tomb raiders shook their heads vigorously. "Could it be that Boss Wu also knows how to locate auspicious burial sites? Have you been hiding your abilities all this time?"

Old Wu chuckled: "I don't understand either, but it doesn't matter. There's a fortune teller named Mr. Hu in the city, and everyone says he's an extraordinary person."

Fortune telling is one thing, but the key is that he is skilled in geomancy, proficient in both ancestral graves and modern dwellings. As long as he knows how to determine the location of the burial site, that's enough.

After the brothers have eaten and drunk their fill and it's evening, they'll kidnap him and threaten his family with their lives. Then they'll have no trouble finding the largest ancient tomb in the deep mountains and forests.

"If he's sensible when we find the treasure, we can get him to work with us. If he's not, that's easy too; we can just dig a hole and bury him, and that's it."

The three exchanged glances, surprised that these thieves would stop at nothing to come up with such a despicable scheme.

"Later, send two of your capable men to find a secluded spot to finish them off, and then sink their bodies in the lake."

Chen Yulou shook his head and said.

Ning Chen, however, keenly noticed someone: Mr. Hu, who was knowledgeable in feng shui. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be Ning Chen's final target.

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