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

The sounds from the slope subsided, but no one moved in the drainage ditch.

The flashlight beam shone on box number three.

A cold, white expanse.

The outer tarpaulin of the box was covered in mud and water, and the edges were worn through, revealing the dusty, hard shell inside.

Master Lai pressed one hand against the lid of the box.

His hands were very steady.

He was so composed that he didn't seem like someone with a gun pointed at him.

Several more beams of light appeared on the slope.

This wasn't a random photo.

Each ray of light pressed down on a specific location.

Xing Shanhe.

Master Lai.

Box No. 3

Chen Jin and Bai Yuan.

There are also possible escape routes on both sides of the drainage ditch.

Soon, several men in dark coats came down the slope.

Black gloves.

High-powered light.

Restraint rope.

Long-handled hook.

There were more guns behind them.

They didn't rush into the ditch; instead, they gradually shortened the distance.

The leader stood on the hillside, his voice calm.

"Everyone, remove your hands from the box."

"Repeat it once, leave the box."

Xing Shanhe held the crowbar but didn't move.

The skinny captain lay prone in the mud, his face pale as blue.

Xiaoman stood in front of Linye, her left shoulder slightly lowered.

Her right hand was still hanging down.

Lin Ye could see that her fingertips were turning white.

Su Tinglan stood between Chen Jin and Bai Yuan, her face expressionless, but her eyes had changed.

The seven places came too quickly.

That's incredibly accurate.

They were waiting for this box to come out.

The leader spoke again:

"Don't open the box."

"Do not move."

"Everyone, take three steps back."

Upon hearing this, Master Lai suddenly smiled.

"Do you know what's inside?"

The leader did not answer.

"Take your hand off the box."

Master Lai pressed his fingers against the box buckle.

"Then it will be too late."

The next second, he moved.

It's not unlocking.

It wasn't prying.

He gripped the metal clasp with two fingers and pried it outwards.

Click.

The box buckle broke off.

The sound wasn't loud, but it sent a chill down the spines of everyone in the drainage ditch.

The people in the Seventh Division reacted extremely quickly.

"shot!"

The first gunshot rang out almost simultaneously.

The bullet struck Master Lai's wrist.

Lin Ye only saw the air next to Master Lai's arm seem to tremble.

The bullet didn't hit his wrist directly; instead, it grazed his wrist bone and went off to embed itself in the mud wall beside him.

A small patch of soil popped up.

Master Lai now has a bloody mark on the back of his hand.

But he didn't stop.

The second shot hit him in the shoulder.

The fabric burst open.

Blood splattered out.

Master Lai swayed slightly, his foot stepping into the mud and creating a half-deep pit.

But he didn't fall.

He didn't even back down.

Lin Ye felt a chill run down his spine.

This is not a bulletproof vest.

It wasn't just ordinary body training.

It was as if there was an invisible layer around him that deflected the bullet's trajectory.

It's not without damage.

But that's enough for him to hold on for a few seconds.

In this situation, a few seconds can be fatal.

The people from the Seventh Division immediately changed their actions.

Two binding ropes were thrown down the slope, wrapping around Master Lai's shoulders and arms, one on the left and one on the right.

Master Lai was pulled so hard that his knees almost sank into the mud.

Xing Shanhe's expression changed, and he had just taken half a step to the side when two gun barrels were immediately pressed down on him.

"Don't move!"

Xing Shanhe stopped.

The skinny captain didn't dare to move.

Xiaoman pulled Linye back half a step.

Lin Ye stared intently at box number three.

Master Lai's shoulders were bound by a rope, and blood was flowing down his clothes.

The smile remained on his face.

He had already lifted the lid of the box with his other hand.

Box number three has been opened.

There was no light inside.

There was nothing earth-shattering about its treasure.

There was only ash, gravel, mud, stone skin, and a pile of seemingly insignificant waste.

The people from the Seventh Division paused for a moment.

In that instant, Master Lai reached into the bottom layer of ash and slag.

Suddenly, a loud noise exploded in Lin Ye's ear.

It's not that the sound got louder.

It's as if all the sounds simultaneously sink down.

Old Li, Boss Wei, and Old Lady Zhao in Qingshan Cemetery, along with the ancient sacrificial texts underground, all seem to be gripped by a single hand.

Then he heard an old voice.

"Kei comes out of the box."

"The green hills have fallen silent."

Master Lai pulled something out from the very bottom of the ash.

That thing was only half a palm's length long.

Grayish-black.

The edges are uneven, like cracked stone skin.

If you leave it on the roadside, nine out of ten people will mistake it for a broken stone.

But as soon as it left box number three, all the sounds in Lin Ye's ears were jolted.

The green hills looked as if someone had uprooted a section of them.

Lin Ye's expression changed.

"Don't let him take it away!"

He blurted it out almost without thinking.

This statement was not made to the Seventh Division, nor was it addressed to anyone in particular.

It was a shout that came out instinctively.

The leader of the Seventh Division immediately looked at what Master Lai was holding.

"Stop him!"

Two more gunshots rang out.

This time, the gun didn't hit the box, nor the gray-black fragment.

They hit Master Lai's leg.

Master Lai's calf exploded open, leaving a pool of blood.

He staggered, but used the force to rush out into the ravine on the right.

The restraint rope suddenly tightened.

Two members of the Seventh Division were dragged forward a step by him.

A third binding rope was wrapped around his waist.

Master Lai was finally forced to bend over by the pressure.

For a moment, it felt like he was really being held down.

But the next second, the gray-black fragment in his hand suddenly pressed against his palm.

Lin Ye couldn't see exactly what had happened.

But he heard it.

The chaotic noise suddenly turned away from Master Lai.

Like countless loose threads being pulled into the same point.

Master Lai looked up.

His eyes shone abnormally bright in the intense light.

"roll."

He grabbed the restraint rope on his shoulder and pulled it outwards.

The rope made a screeching sound.

Seven team members retreated simultaneously, but still failed to stabilize the situation.

Snapped.

The first restraint rope broke.

He pulled the second one away from his hand.

The third strap cut deep into his side, drawing blood, but he seemed oblivious, stubbornly ramming forward.

He knocked one of the team members over and sent him crashing into the weeds on the hillside.

Another one raised a long-handled hook and hooked it onto Master Lai's shoulder.

Master Lai grabbed it with his backhand and bent the long-handled hook directly.

Lin Ye felt a chill run down his spine.

This is no longer an ordinary person.

At least not at this moment.

Before rushing out, Master Lai glanced back.

That glance swept over box number three.

Seven places were swept over.

Finally, it landed on Lin Ye.

Lin Ye tensed up.

He knew that Master Lai wanted to take him away.

From the time he started underground, this old man never gave up on this idea.

But all seven gun barrels had already pressed forward.

Xiaoman stood in front of him.

Su Tinglan was also protected by Chen Jin and Bai Yuan.

Master Lai paused for only half a second.

Half a second later, he gave up.

He clutched the gray-black fragment, turned, and rushed into the ravine on the right.

The seven teams immediately split into two groups to give chase.

"Target the right flank!"

"The target carries core components!"

"Section Two of the Back Hill is sealed off!"

Two more shots rang out.

The weeds trembled violently from the blows.

Master Lai's figure flashed down the slope and was quickly swallowed by the darkness.

But Lin Ye could hear it.

The sound continued to travel further away.

A section of Qingshan's voice was taken away by him.

Only box number three remained in the drainage ditch.

The lid of the box was opened.

Ash and slag were scattered all over the ground.

Xing Shanhe stared at the direction Master Lai had fled, his face extremely grim.

He was still holding the crowbar in his hand.

The skinny captain was also looking at him.

"Brother Shan..."

Xing Shanhe did not speak immediately.

The gun barrels at all seven locations have been lowered back down.

The leader's voice turned cold.

"Everyone, put down what you're holding."

"Lie down."

"Now."

Chen Jin shifted his foot slightly.

Bai Yuan's hand also moved slightly.

The guns were immediately turned towards them.

"Don't move."

Su Tinglan whispered, "Don't move."

Chen Jin looked at her.

Su Tinglan didn't look at him, but only at the direction Master Lai had fled.

"We can't leave."

These three words were spoken very softly.

But it was as if something had been punctured.

Master Lai has passed away.

There was no turning back.

They were not saved.

Su Tinglan was not brought along either.

He only took that one thing with him.

Xing Shanhe slowly let go.

The crowbar fell into the mud.

It made a muffled sound.

"lay down."

The thin captain's eyes were red.

"Brother Shan..."

Xing Shanhe glanced at him.

"lay down."

The skinny captain gritted his teeth and threw down the tools in his hand.

Other tomb raiders also gradually gave up.

Chen Jin was silent for two seconds, then slowly raised his hand.

Bai Yuan also released the short blade hidden in her sleeve.

Su Tinglan did not resist.

She raised her hands to her shoulders slowly.

The people from the seven locations immediately went down into the ditch.

The restraint ropes, cable ties, and black buckles were fastened on one by one.

Quick to act, but taciturn.

Xing Shanhe was forced to kneel in the mud.

The skinny captain was also pressed down.

The one with the broken eyebrow was in the worst condition; he was being held down by two people, and the cloth in his mouth hadn't been removed yet.

Chen Jin and Bai Yuan were separated and pinned down.

Su Tinglan's wrist was held by one of them.

Someone glanced at her and whispered, "A key person."

Su Tinglan remained silent.

Xiaoman was still standing in front of the woods.

She did not raise her hand.

The men from Division Seven turned their guns around.

"Put down your bag."

Xiaoman held her bag with her left hand and didn't move.

Lin Ye said in a low voice, "Put it down first."

Xiaoman paused for half a second, then slowly placed the small black bag into the mud.

She raised her left hand.

Raise your right hand a little slower.

The people from the Seventh Division noticed something was wrong with her wrist, but they remained vigilant.

A restraint rope was wrapped around her shoulder, separating her from Lin Ye.

Xiaoman's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Don't touch him."

The people from the Seventh Division ignored them and simply said, "Separate."

Lin Ye was held down by the shoulder and pushed to the other side.

He did not resist.

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

Resistance is futile.

Even Master Lai could only escape with his belongings after enduring bullets; these people who act now are simply walking into the line of fire.

Soon, only commands could be heard in the drainage ditch.

"The site has been sealed off."

"Take a picture of box number three."

"Location of container number one confirmed."

"Collection of fragments from container number two."

"The fugitive pursuit team reports their location."

Intermittent responses came through the earpiece:

"Tracking on the right line."

"Target speed is abnormal."

"Contact failed."

"Repeated, target speed is abnormal."

The leader came down the slope.

He was wearing a dark coat and black gloves, and half of his face was obscured by the bright light.

He looked at box number three first.

The box was open.

Inside, there was only ash, gravel, mud, and stone skin.

He squatted down, used a tool to pry open the bottom of the box, but didn't touch it directly.

The person next to me handed me a sealed bag.

He didn't immediately pretend, but whispered, "The core component is missing."

The voice came through the headset very quickly:

"The fugitive pursuit team has caught up."

"Close off the right flank of the back mountain."

"The goal has not been reached."

The leader stood up.

His gaze swept over everyone in the drainage ditch.

Xing Shanhe.

Thin Captain.

Su Tinglan.

Chen Jin.

White kite.

Xiaoman (Grain Buds)

Forest.

I didn't linger on anyone for too long.

"Total control."

"Take them separately."

"The site has been sealed off."

The people from the Seventh Division immediately took action.

When Lin Ye's wrist was grabbed, he suddenly felt a void in his ear.

He froze.

Old Li's voice disappeared.

Boss Wei's voice disappeared.

Grandma Zhao's voice also disappeared.

The entire green hills seemed to have been suddenly powered off.

That kind of quiet is not safe.

It is empty.

The emptiness is unsettling.

A few seconds later, from a great distance, a strange, old voice slowly descended.

"Kuili Mountain."

"Not guarding the grave at night."

Lin Ye's expression changed instantly.

Xiaoman was pressed to the other side and immediately looked at him.

Unable to get close, she could only ask him with her eyes what was wrong.

Lin Ye did not answer.

He looked in the direction where Master Lai had fled.

There was no one there anymore.

Only the wild grass, bent by the night wind, slowly bounced back up.

The leader turned to look up at the slope.

"Notify the surrounding areas."

"Qingshan District is under complete lockdown."

"Re-examine all exits."

He paused for a moment, then looked at the empty box number three.

"Not a single person here can be missed tonight."

Lin Ye heard the phrase "not guarding the grave at night," and his wrists ached from being bound by the rope.

He suddenly realized that Master Lai had not taken away a single object.

It is the source of the dead talking underground in Qingshan.