In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

Zhang Qiling glanced at Wu Xie but didn't say anything.

Wu Xie: "..."

Got it!

You're just asking for trouble!

Wu Xie was already familiar with Zhang Qiling's personality; he was a quiet, unassuming guy. Too lazy to say anything more, he bent down and took out the lacquered coffin from the inner coffin.

At Wu Sansheng's prompting, Wu Xie opened the box. Inside was a silk scroll. After glancing at it, he said, "This is the life story of King Lu Shang. I've studied this script before, but I only recognize a little bit..."

"..."

Su Mo strode forward, glanced down at the document, and said, "Besides the biography of King Lu Shang, this mainly tells two stories. The first is how King Lu Shang obtained the Ghost Seal, and the second is about the jade figurine..."

Su Mo briefly recounted how King Lu Shang obtained the Ghost Seal, focusing on the jade figurine.

"Lu Shang heard that there was an ancient jade figurine that could make people young again and live forever..."

"Later, King Lu Shang, who was proficient in Qimen Dunjia, found this ancient tomb from the Western Zhou Dynasty!"

"This Western Zhou Dynasty tomb is quite peculiar. In the cave that serves as the main tomb, there is a giant tree that he called the Nine-Headed Serpent Nan, and a young male corpse that is almost skin and bones, wearing a black jade burial suit, sitting cross-legged on a jade bed under the giant tree."

"After examining it, the strategist Iron-Faced Sheng declared decisively, 'This is Yu Yong. This young man's corpse is neither truly dead nor fully alive. Every so often, the dead skin on his body peels off, and new skin grows from underneath. Iron-Faced Sheng estimates that this man must have been a withered old man when he died!'"

"This Iron-Faced Scholar is quite remarkable. He actually knows how to subdue the Blood Corpse. He used a special method to remove the male corpse from the terracotta warrior and seal it in the secondary coffin..."

"Later, King Lu Shang built seven decoy tombs within this Western Zhou tomb, while his true coffin was hidden among ancient trees..."

"Before King Lu Shang was placed in his coffin, he killed everyone involved in the project, leaving only two loyal confidants to prepare him for burial. Those two also committed suicide by poison after completing all the tasks!"

"..."

The crowd seemed to be listening to a divine revelation, deeply impressed by the dramatic and eventful life of King Lu Shang.

"Oh, right..."

Wu Xie asked curiously, "What was the final fate of that Iron-Faced Scholar? Did he also die a martyr?"

King Lu Shang was capable of leading troops to conquer various countries and also capable of tomb raiding; he was a powerful and ruthless figure.

However, in this silk manuscript, the strategist Tie Miansheng is also an extraordinary person, whose brilliance cannot be completely overshadowed even by a powerful figure like King Lu Shang.

It could also be said that without the assistance of Tie Miansheng, there would be no King Lu Shang with his high position and great power.

Wu Sansheng thought for a moment and said, "Tie Miansheng is a very clever person. He should have expected that King Lu Shang would kill him to silence him, so he would not be blindly loyal and die with him!"

Zhang Qiling said calmly, "Of course not, because in the end, the one lying in the jade terracotta warrior will no longer be King Lu Shang, but himself!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was startled.

A thought suddenly flashed through Wu Xie's mind: "Could it be that the two of them switched at the last minute?"

Chapter 183: The Tomb of the Prince of Lu Ends, Return to Yanjing

Wu Xie said, "Could it be that the two of them switched at the last moment?"

Zhang Qiling nodded. "Iron-Faced Scholar, this man is scheming, he just wants to use King Lu Shang's power to achieve his goal of immortality..."

Wu Xie stared at Zhang Qiling, "How did you know? It's like you experienced it yourself?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head and said, "I didn't experience it myself. A few years ago, when I was tomb raiding, I found a complete set of Warring States period silk manuscripts in a Song Dynasty tomb!"

"The contents should be Tie Miansheng's autobiography..."

"After teaching King Lu Shang all his plans, Iron-Faced Scholar set fire to his own family, killing them all, and then faked his death to escape..."

"Although King Lu Shang knew something was amiss, there was nothing he could do. After King Lu Shang was buried, Tie Mian Sheng easily sneaked into the tomb, dragged the defenseless King Lu Shang out of the jade burial suit, and lay down inside himself!"

Suzhou looked at Zhang Qiling with some surprise. Who said this guy was a silent type? Now he's making up a whole bunch of lies.

Wu Xie sensed something was wrong and asked, "If the corpse of King Lu Shang was dragged out, wouldn't it have turned into a blood corpse?"

Zhang Qiling's expression changed, and his eyes became somewhat unnatural. "He didn't write this in the book. It's probably because King Lu Shang's time in the terracotta warrior was too short to become a blood corpse!"

"Besides, it's just an autobiography; he only mentioned these things briefly, without providing any detailed accounts!"

Having rarely spoken at such length before, and given that he was lying, Zhang Qiling appeared extremely uncomfortable.

Su Mo was utterly speechless as he watched the young man lie.

It must have been tough on him, considering he's practically mute. To come up with such a long lie must have taken a lot of practice.

As for King Lu Shang's corpse, Su Mo guessed that it was dealt with or disposed of by Zhang Qiling when he last came in.

After telling his lie, Zhang Qiling seemed to have completed his task. His expression returned to its usual blankness as he stood up and said, "It's almost dawn; we should probably head out..."

Over here, Fatty Wang also took off the jade figurine. Hearing Zhang Qiling's words, he stood up and said, "Hey, hey, no, no, if we don't find the Ghost Seal, wouldn't it be a waste of our trip to leave now?"

"Besides, what if we leave and these foreign mercenaries come back...? The Ghost Seal can never fall into their hands; it's a national treasure!"

Fatty Wang pointed at Ah Ning and said righteously.

Ah Ning said in a deep voice, "We're not looking for the Ghost Seal. What is the Ghost Seal anyway? What we're looking for is far more important than the Ghost Seal!"

Fatty Wang curled his lip: "I don't believe what women say..."

Su Mo chuckled from the side, "These mercenaries aren't actually looking for the Ghost Seal..."

Aning and these mercenaries were Jude Kao's men. Su Mo knew that Jude Kao had been searching for the whereabouts of the Snake-Eyebrow Bronze Fish all these years.

The snake-browed bronze fish in front of him was in the silver-rimmed gable-topped treasure box in Wu Xie's backpack.

Fatty Wang stared at Su Mo in disbelief: "Master Su, you believe her? You're older than us, and you've seen it all. How could you be bewitched by this young woman!"

Taotie's gaze turned cold, and he shouted: "Insolence!"

Su Mo raised his hand, and Taotie glared at Fatty Wang fiercely before falling silent. If it weren't for the fact that Su Mo was being stopped, Taotie would have given Fatty Wang a good beating.

Even so, Fatty Wang was startled and realized he had misspoke. He quickly apologized, "Master Su, that's not what I meant. I just meant that this Ah Ning is from a foreign tomb-raiding group, and she can't be trusted..."

Just as everyone was arguing, Pan Zi, standing next to Wu Sansheng, suddenly saw the head of the blue-eyed fox corpse on the ground start rolling on its own!

Pan Zi suppressed his panic and cried out, "Third Master, look!"

As he spoke, Pan Zi pointed to the head of the blue-eyed fox corpse.

Wu Sansheng and Fatty Wang were very puzzled and looked in the direction Pan Zi was pointing.

Sudden!

A red corpse beetle crawled out of the head of the blue-eyed fox corpse.

"Buzz!"

The corpse beetle trembled, and its wings unfurled, flying towards the group.

Pan Zi was terrified and raised his pistol to fire.

The fat man seemed to realize something and cried out urgently, "Don't shoot! That's the Corpse Beetle King..."

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, countless corpse beetles crawled out from various caves and rocks, densely packed together, which was extremely terrifying.

Behind them, the Nine-Headed Cypress seemed to come alive, its branches swaying as if attacking them like venomous snakes.

Chaos changed color and quickly looked towards Su Mo.

Su Mo said in a deep voice, "Run!"

No one dared to linger there any longer, and they all grabbed onto the vines on the wall and climbed upwards.

"Chaos, you all leave too..."

Su Mo drew the Crimson Sky Sword, and his blood energy suddenly erupted. The corpse beetles couldn't help but shudder and avoided Su Mo, instead rushing towards the others.

"call out!"

"call out!"

Su Mo's speed was extremely fast, a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye. His afterimages were seen in all directions, and the branches of the nine-headed cypress that had been disrupting the group's escape were all cut down to the ground.

Seeing Su Mo's incredible prowess, Chaos and the others felt much more at ease. They used their light footwork to escape.

With Su Mo's help, everyone began to flee for their lives.

Su Mo found a moment of free time and stored the jade figurine in his system space.

"Bang bang bang!"

The entire ancient tomb groaned under the strain, on the verge of collapse.

Su Mo leaped across the snow without leaving a trace, his figure constantly jumping and maneuvering on the Nine-Headed Cypress.

Just as the Hydra Cypress was desperately trying to capture Su Mo, Su Mo waved his right hand and threw out three packets of high explosives.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

A deafening sound rang out, striking the Nine-Headed Hydra Cypress directly. A raging fire erupted, accompanied by billowing black smoke. Su Mo, no longer wishing to linger, fled.

.........

"Master Su!"

"Master Su!"

The four fierce generals finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Su Mo was safe and sound.

Su Mo stood on the mountainside, gazing thoughtfully at the mountain peaks belching black smoke in the distance.

"Master Su..."

Chaos said respectfully, "A-Ning has left. Wu Sansheng and the others went to fight the fire with the villagers..."

Su Mo nodded, indicating that he understood.

"........."

Seeing that Su Mo remained silent, the four fierce generals dared not say anything more and stood quietly behind Su Mo.

After a long silence, Su Mo murmured, "We should go back to the capital..."

leave?

Leaving like this? Without even saying goodbye to Wu Sansheng, his nephew, or Zhang the Mute.