I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

No one immediately took action in front of that section of rammed earth wall.

Xing Shanhe squatted on the ground, scraped off a little soil with a small shovel, and rubbed it on his fingertips.

The soil layer is very fine.

It was packed tightly with layers upon layers, and contained small pieces of gravel and charcoal dust.

Luo Xiaohu shone a lamp on the lamp and kept his voice very low.

"Brother Shan, can you drive it?"

Xing Shanhe did not answer immediately.

He looked at Master Lai first.

Master Lai placed his hand on the rammed earth wall, his eyes half-closed.

It took him quite a while to pull his hand back.

"You can open it."

Xing Shanhe nodded.

The tomb raiders immediately sprang into action.

They didn't go straight to using an electric hammer.

First, support is erected on both sides of the rammed earth wall, and then the outer layer of cement seal is cut away little by little with a low-noise cutting tool.

After the outer layer of modern repairs was peeled away, the rammed earth underneath was more intact.

A dry, cold, earthy smell seeped out from the crack.

It smelled different from the damp, rotten smell of the first layer of messy graves.

This flavor is deeper.

It's like it's been buried underground for many years, and it's never been able to breathe.

Luo Xiaohu covered his nose.

"This taste..."

Xing Shanhe glanced at him.

Luo Xiaohu immediately put his hand down.

"I'm not sentimental, I'll keep quiet."

Lin Ye, standing behind, almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

But he couldn't laugh.

As the rammed earth wall was opened, the chaotic, modern noises around me gradually faded away.

It hasn't completely disappeared.

Instead, it felt like being separated by another wall.

Instead, a deeper, slower voice emerged.

Unlike the mundane family matters on the first floor.

It looks more like a few words that have been buried in the soil for too long, and are now slowly leaking out from the cracks.

Intermittently.

I couldn't hear it clearly.

Xiaoman stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear that again?"

Lin Ye gave a soft "hmm".

"I can't hear you."

"Is it dangerous?"

"I don't know for now."

Xiaoman didn't ask any more questions, but simply moved her body a little further to his side and in front.

Bai Yuan saw this and reminded her, "Don't block the way."

Xiaoman didn't even look at her.

"His death will only cause you more trouble."

Bai Yuan was silent for a second.

She couldn't refute that.

Lin Ye listened with mixed feelings.

That sounds like she's protecting him.

It's also like reminding others not to damage the tools.

Very small fullness.

When a hole big enough for a person to pass through was cut into the rammed earth wall, Xing Shanhe first let the miniature robot go in.

The image on the screen flickered for a moment.

It started out as black.

Then the light illuminated a narrow tomb passage.

The walls on both sides of the tomb passage are not brick walls, but rammed earth mixed with stones.

In some places, small sections of the wall collapsed, revealing small pebbles hidden in the interlayer.

There was accumulated dust on the ground, as well as traces of water seepage from years ago.

The robot crawled forward three meters.

Luo Xiaohu stared at the screen.

"I didn't see any snakes or insects."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye couldn't help but glance at him.

He would actually feel more at ease if some normal snakes or insects actually crawled out of this place.

This at least proves that this place is still considered the living world.

Xing Shanhe asked, "Oxygen?"

"There are fluctuations, but it's still possible to enter."

"poison gas?"

"No police have been called yet."

Xing Shanhe handed the tablet to the person behind him.

"First group, come in."

He turned to look at the woods.

"You and the middle."

Lin Ye looked at him.

"You guys are so thoughtful, afraid I'd get lost?"

Xing Shanhe said, "I'm afraid you'll run off."

"Don't worry." Lin Ye glanced at the tomb passage. "I'm not running as fast as you think."

Master Lai, carrying a thermos, walked to the side of the forest.

"Stay close to me."

Lin Ye sighed.

"Master Lai, I don't think we're that close."

Master Lai smiled broadly.

"We'll get to know each other quickly, and maybe we can even become colleagues in the future."

"That sounds really unlucky."

Nobody paid any attention to his witty remarks.

The group began to walk up to the second floor.

The tomb passage is much narrower than the first level.

The two of them could barely stand side by side.

The head is also lowered, and Lin Ye has to lower his head every few steps.

Some stones protrude from the wall, and you might accidentally brush your shoulder if you're not careful.

Xiaoman tried several times to get closer to the forest, but was blocked by the terrain.

Chen Jin and Bai Yuan walked behind, maintaining a stable position throughout.

If Xiaoman tries to take Linye away by force, the two of them will be able to intercept her immediately.

Lin Ye noticed it too.

He said in a low voice, "Are you feeling very annoyed right now?"

Xiaoman: "Mmm."

"What's bothering you?"

"The space is cramped."

"Anything else?"

"There are many people."

"Anything else?"

Xiaoman glanced at Master Lai.

"The old man doesn't have any martial ethics."

Lin Ye almost coughed up.

Master Lai slowly turned around from the front.

"I heard you."

Xiaoman remained expressionless.

"I'm telling you this."

Master Lai burst out laughing.

"Okay, you hold a grudge."

After walking forward a dozen meters through the tomb passage, the ground suddenly sank.

The tomb raider in front made a hand gesture.

Everyone stopped.

Shining the portable lamp downwards, Lin Ye saw that a section in the middle of the tomb passage had collapsed.

The collapse was not large.

But it was pitch black below, and you couldn't see the bottom.

Luo Xiaohu reached the probe in and probed for a long time, his expression changing slightly.

"The bottom is empty."

Xing Shanhe asked, "How deep?"

"At least three meters, and it hasn't even reached the bottom yet."

Xing Shanhe squatted down and looked at it for a while.

"The edge of the burial pit collapsed."

Luo Xiaohu whispered, "This road is too treacherous; it's a trap right from the first step."

Xing Shanhe didn't scold him.

Because that statement is indeed correct.

They set up a temporary stepping stone and let one person try it first.

When the pedal was pressed down, the old wooden support next to it made a clicking sound.

Everyone stopped.

The sound was very soft.

But inside the tomb passage, it felt like someone had broken a bone.

Xing Shanhe immediately raised his hand.

"Don't move."

The captain froze on the footboard, sweat beading on his forehead.

Xing Shanhe lay down and looked at the old wooden support next to him.

The wood was already rotten.

It looks intact from the outside, but it's actually empty inside.

He muttered a curse under his breath.

"Change the support."

Several people immediately set up new supports.

The whole process was very slow.

Nobody dared to urge them.

Lin Ye stood behind, his palms slightly sweaty.

He almost leaned forward to take a peek.

If Xiaoman hadn't blocked him with her arm, he might have already stood on the edge of the pit.

Xiaoman whispered, "Don't move to the side."

Lin Ye nodded.

"Know."

"You tried to lean on me just now."

"I was just curious."

"Curiosity can kill you."

Lin Ye glanced at her.

"Xing Shanhe just reprimanded Luo Xiaohu for saying that."

He's right.

Lin Ye shut up.

Ten minutes later, the pedals were put back in place.

One by one, everyone passed through.

As Lin Ye walked to the middle, the board under his feet suddenly sank slightly.

His heart tightened, and he instinctively looked to the side.

This looks bad.

The light shone on a corner of the pit bottom.

The bottom is not completely empty.

Inside were broken pottery, human bones, and something that looked like half a wheel, pressed down by mud, with only a small curve showing.

Just as Lin Ye was about to see clearly, his foot suddenly slipped.

He leaned to the side.

"Linye!"

Su Tinglan's voice rang out.

The next second, Xiaoman grabbed him by the back of his collar.

Their movements were so fast it was as if they had been waiting for him to fall.

Lin Ye felt a tightness in his throat as she forcefully pulled him back onto the pedal.

The back of his collar choked him, and he almost died on the spot.

Xiaoman dragged him back to a safe place, her hand still on his.

Lin Ye coughed twice, covering his throat.

"Could you be a little gentler in your rescue methods?"

Xiaoman looked at him.

"Just being alive is enough."

"I'm alive, but my neck almost broke just now."

Xiaoman (the beginning of summer) is a time to loosen one's grip.

"Next time I'll wear a belt."

"There's no need to be so considerate."

Su Tinglan stood behind, watching Lin Ye cough until his eyes were a little red, and her fingers twitched unconsciously.

She wanted to go there.

But it eventually stopped.

Bai Yuan glanced at her.

Su Tinglan lowered her head, as if nothing had happened.

After passing the collapsed area, the tomb passage widened a bit.

Auricular ventricles begin to appear on both sides.

The first side chamber was partially collapsed.

When the light shone inside, several earthenware jars were displayed.

Some of the pottery jars were broken, while others were still intact, with simple black patterns on their surfaces.

There were some copper sheets piled up in the corner, rusted and greenish.

Further inside, there was a pile of broken weapons.

Short halberds, broken spears, and several bent bronze arrowheads.

Luo Xiaohu's eyes immediately lit up.

He squatted at the entrance of the side chamber, staring at a bronze artifact.

That thing looks like a small cauldron.

Not big.

It has three legs and two ears; although it is badly rusted, its shape is still intact.

Luo Xiaohu reached out to touch it.

Xing Shanhe kicked him.

It's not heavy, but it's very accurate.

I kicked him in the shin.

Luo Xiaohu almost knelt down.

"Brother Shan!"

Xing Shanhe looked at him coldly.

"You can look, but don't touch me."

Luo Xiaohu withdrew his hand.

"I'll just take a look."

Xing Shanhe said, "If you look at something for too long, your hands will become unruly."

Luo Xiaohu rubbed his calves, looking aggrieved.

"It can't be that bad."

Xing Shanhe glanced at the pile of things in the side room.

"Everything here is worth more than your life."

Luo Xiaohu immediately shut up.

Su Tinglan shone her flashlight around and spoke in a very low voice.

"The Warring States Period"

Xing Shanhe nodded.

"It should be."

Lin Ye looked at the pile of pottery, bronzeware, and broken weapons.

To be honest, it's impossible not to be shocked.

Although there are no mountains of gold or silver.

But these things, lying quietly underground, separated by thousands of years of soil and darkness, suddenly appeared before his eyes.

That feeling was strange.

It felt like someone had torn a hole in a history textbook, and the cold air inside was blowing directly onto my face.

Xing Shanhe's people began to conduct an internal inventory.

They are not professional archaeologists.

The movements were indeed professional.

Someone is taking pictures.

Some people use numbered signs to mark locations.

Someone recorded the approximate shape and quantity of the objects.

The goal is simple.

It's convenient for packing and for handing over the goods later.

Master Lai paused at the door of the side room.

He didn't look at the small cauldron.

I didn't even look at the bronzes.

I just looked up into the depths.

"This is not the place."

Xing Shanhe asked, "The item isn't on this floor?"

Master Lai closed his eyes.

"Not the source."

At that moment, a voice also rang in Lin Ye's ears.

It's much slower than the modern reverberations on the first floor.

It's like someone reciting something in a very low voice in an open space.

Those voices were still not directed at him.

It was more like old ritual texts left over from the tomb, which they stirred up after they broke in.

"Gold for the eyes."

Lin Ye paused in his steps.

The sound came again.

"Jade is a gift."

The third sentence was spoken a long time later.

So long ago, the forest thought there would never be another one.

Then, the sound came from deeper within.

"Gui gives his life."

Lin Ye's fingers twitched slightly.

圭。

It's that word again.

From Xihuaiyuan to local chronicles, to the old drainage ditch below.

It has now reappeared in a Warring States period tomb.

He didn't fully understand what "Gyu-geom" meant.

But he knew these were not ordinary burial goods.

It is also incomparable to those small bronze tripods, pottery jars, and small gold and silver items.

Master Lai turned to look at him.

"You heard that again?"

Lin Ye's heart tightened.

His reaction was too obvious.

This old man has sharper eyes than a thief.

Lin Ye glanced at the pile of bronzeware beside him and casually remarked, "I can hear Luo Xiaohu's heart fluttering."

Luo Xiaohu looked shocked.

"I don't!"

Xing Shanhe looked at him.

Luo Xiaohu lowered his voice.

"Okay, a little."

Lin Ye almost laughed.

Master Lai smiled and didn't ask any further questions.

But his gaze did not leave the woods for long.

As you continue forward, you'll encounter more and more ventricles.

One room contained remnants of chariots and horses; the wheels had rotted away, leaving only their outlines buried in the mud, and bronze ornaments were scattered all over the ground.

There was a room with jade pieces, many of them broken and grayish in color, unlike the bright jade artifacts in museums; they looked more like a pile of sleepy stones.

Small gold and silver items were found in another room.

Thin gold flakes.

A few silver ornaments.

not much.

Even a flash of light could change the expressions of several tomb raiders.

Xing Shanhe only said one sentence:

"Register, take a photo, don't move."

The tomb raiders immediately looked away.

This team is indeed professional.

At least under Xing Shanhe's nose, no one dared to make a move.

But Lin Ye could tell.

It's not that they don't want to.

It's fear.

I fear Xing Shanhe, and I also fear this tomb.

As we walked into the latter half of the tomb passage, the air began to become unstable.

The gas detector beeped.

Luo Xiaohu looked down.

"The oxygen level has dropped a little."

Xing Shanhe asked, "Can we walk?"

"Yes, but not for long."

"Continue, set up the ventilation equipment."

Just as he finished speaking, a soft sound came from behind.

Click.

Everyone stopped.

Lin Ye turned back.

A small clump of soil fell from the top of the tomb passage behind.

Immediately afterwards, several more pebbles rolled down.

Bai Yuan immediately raised her hand to protect Su Tinglan as she retreated to the side.

Chen Jin stepped to the side, blocking her from the other side.

Xiaoman immediately grabbed Lin Ye's wrist and pulled him towards the wall.

Before Lin Ye could even stand up straight, he heard a muffled thud above his head.

A rock the size of a fist crashed down where he had just been standing.

Lin Ye glanced at it.

"Am I having a run of bad luck with stones today?"

Xiaoman said, "You and this place are incompatible."

Xing Shanhe's face was extremely grim.

"support."

Several tomb raiders quickly set up a portable stand.

The movements were so fast, it was as if they had practiced many times.

The old wooden supports here are too brittle.

There are some places that you absolutely cannot touch.

A captain's elbow brushed against a wooden stake by the wall.

The outer layer of the wooden stake is still there, but the inside is hollow.

With a crack, it split open.

A large patch of debris then fell from the wall.

The captain turned pale and immediately dared not move.

Xing Shanhe went over and took a look.

"retreat."

"Captain Xing, I can..."

"retreat."

The person stopped speaking and slowly moved away.

Xing Shanhe looked at everyone.

"From now on, don't hold onto the wall with your hands, and don't step on the edge with your feet."

Luo Xiaohu whispered, "Brother Shan, this place is much more dangerous than I thought."

Xing Shanhe did not scold him.

He simply said, "It's not too late to know now."

Master Lai smiled.

"This is only the second level."

Luo Xiaohu's face turned even paler.

Lin Ye looked at Master Lai.

"Master Lai, your smile is not good for team morale."

Master Lai said slowly, "Telling the truth always hurts morale."

"Then you can say less."

"I'm too old to change."

Lin Ye found himself increasingly wanting to snatch his thermos.

At the end of the tomb passage is a main chamber that is much larger than the side chamber in front.

But half of it has already collapsed.

It's not that there was no coffin.

Instead, the original coffin had long since rotted away, leaving only a ring of blackened wood marks and remnants of wood buried under mud.

The area where the coffin was originally placed in the middle collapsed into a shallow trough.

Inside were broken jade pieces, fragments of lacquer, and some bronze ornaments that had been deformed by being soaked in water.

Xing Shanhe asked people to take photos first, and then cleared the road.

"Has this place been disturbed?" Luo Xiaohu asked.

Xing Shanhe squatted down to examine the marks on the ground.

"It's not a modern tomb raider's hole."

"What is that?"

Xing Shanhe looked towards the back wall of the main room.

There was an area sealed off by earth and stones.

The surface is very uneven, as if someone had blocked the road much earlier.

Master Lai walked over.

He didn't reach out immediately this time.

Instead, he stood in front of that wall and quietly sensed it for a while.

Lin Ye also sensed it.

That wasn't a lingering sound in my ear.

Instead, it was from very deep places that came low, intermittent tremors.

thump.

thump.

thump.

The ancient sounds from the Warring States period tomb slowly faded away.

The character "圭" still lingered in Lin Ye's mind.

Gui gave his life.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

Xiaoman asked in a low voice, "Not again?"

Lin Ye nodded.

"There's movement down below."

Xiaoman gripped the bag strap tightly.

Su Tinglan looked at Lin Ye, her expression changing.

She didn't say anything.

Master Lai suddenly opened his eyes.

"Found it."

Xing Shanhe immediately went over.

"here?"

"later."

Several captains began cleaning the back wall of the main room.

The surface soil and rocks were gradually excavated.

Before long, a shaft opening was revealed.

The shaft was not very wide, and its walls were made of stone.

There are carvings on the stone wall.

When the light shone on them, everyone fell silent for a moment.

That's not the kind of pattern commonly found in Warring States period tombs.

A tall giant is carved on the stone wall.

The giant stood in the water.

The surrounding area is experiencing flash floods.

Some people knelt on the ground to offer sacrifices.

There is another picture, which is a broken bone.

Next to the broken bones, there is a human figure holding a long ritual vessel in both hands.

The ritual vessel was long and narrow, pointed at the top and square at the bottom.

Lin Ye couldn't recognize many ancient artifacts.

But he knew intuitively.

That's Gui.

Master Lai looked at the painting, and for the first time, his eyes lit up completely.

It wasn't the bright, improved spirits I felt earlier.

It was an overwhelming excitement.

His fingers pressed against the stone wall, and his voice even changed slightly.

"The next one is..."

Lin Ye stood in front of the shaft opening, feeling the deep tremor getting even closer.

thump.

thump.

thump.

It's like something is deep underground, waiting for them to knock on the door.