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

Old Hu suddenly looked up and saw a human-shaped offering dressed in red hanging from the beam directly above him.

The beam is very high up inside, about seven or eight meters away.

"Holy crap, a female ghost!"

The fat man looked up, his heart skipped a beat, and he instantly chambered a bullet, raising his submachine gun to fire.

"Fatty..."

Old Hu reached out and grabbed the fat man's arm. "Wait!"

Old Hu stared upwards, "This doesn't seem to be a ghost after all; it looks more like a human-shaped rag doll!"

Su Mo nodded. "It definitely isn't a ghost. Prince Xian was well-versed in feng shui and Taoist arts, and dreamed of becoming an immortal his whole life. How could he possibly keep a ghost in his Minglou..."

"Old Hu is right, it might just be a doll!"

"A doll?"

The fat man asked suspiciously, "Why is there a plush toy hanging up there?"

"Uh…"

Shirley Yang speculated, "This should be some kind of ritual performed by the King of Xian in order to cultivate immortality. This looks like a female priest from an ethnic minority, or a priest. It's so strange. What's with the sound?"

Old Hu shook his head, "I don't know..."

"priest?"

"So this priest is similar to the high priest, right?"

When the priest was mentioned, the fat man thought of the high priest's dragon and tiger scepter and golden mask.

These are all very valuable treasures!

Thinking about this, the fat man became even more excited, "The burial goods on that high priest were truly impressive; there must be plenty of good stuff on them..."

Old Hu looked at the fat man with a strange expression. Goodness, so you're not afraid of money now?

"Old Hu."

Su Mo said in a deep voice, "Go upstairs and burn it. This thing is unclean..."

"Hey hey hey..."

The fat man patted his chest and volunteered, "This is no small matter; Commander Hu doesn't need to get involved. I'll do it... I'll go up..."

As he spoke, the fat man ran towards the pillar, took out a rope, and prepared to climb up.

Shirley Yang raised an eyebrow. "Fatty, aren't you afraid of heights?"

The fat man blinked. "Who? Who's afraid of heights? I, Fatty, am the kind of guy who dares to reach for the moon in the heavens and catch turtles in the deepest oceans..."

Am I afraid of heights?

"Really... ugh!"

The fat man seemed like a completely different person, and quickly climbed up.

"This guy..."

Old Hu looked at him with exasperation, "This guy won't do anything without a reason; I wonder what mischief he's up to..."

The fat man was panting heavily as he gripped the rope and pulled the doll up little by little.

"Oh, Sister Tai, we have no grudges against each other from the past, sigh..."

"We have no recent grudges. I've only been here for a few thousand years, so I'm giving you a break. I'm doing this like LF does—a good deed without leaving my name, LF, do you know that…?"

"Huff, huff huff huff..."

Chapter 86; Using a borrowed knife to kill

"Eee...ya!"

The moment the fat man held the doll in his hand, the doll screamed.

"Naughty!"

The fat man, unfazed by such sights, had already anticipated this, and he helped the doll tuck the hair from its face to the side.

But what I saw in the next glance was a pale face wearing a mask.

Suddenly, the face's mouth opened. It screamed again, "Ah!"

The fat man's face turned pale, and his heart skipped a beat.

"........."

A few seconds later, seeing that the puppet was still the same puppet and hadn't come to life, the fat man finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Damn, that scared me half to death!"

The fat man picked up the doll and examined it carefully. He noticed something near the doll's mouth. He pried it open and found a piece of ancient jade inside.

Remembering the valuable Scented Jade in the labyrinth, the fat man put the jade under his nose and smelled it.

Uh...no taste?

impossible!

The fat man's head was spinning wildly, and for some reason, he put the jade to his lips and gently licked it.

"Pooh!"

"Still no taste?"

Unfortunately, the fat man, unable to discern the value of the jade, could only put it away.

"Fatty..."

On the ground, Old Hu, seeing that Fatty hadn't gotten down for a long time, shouted, "What are you doing? Did you burn it?"

The fat man quickly pulled out a lighter and burned the doll.

Seeing the firelight, Old Hu said again, "Hurry up and come down. You're not afraid of heights anymore. You're just weird..."

The fat man chuckled and slowly climbed down the pillar.

"Commander Hu..."

The fat man joked, "You've been waiting a long time! The great revolutionary fighter, Wang Kaixuan, has returned in triumph!"

Seeing the fat man calmly open his Golden Eyes, his brows furrowed, a black aura indeed appeared behind him.

"Fatty..."

Su Mo sighed, "You'll suffer a great loss if you try to gain a small advantage!"

The fat man was taken aback, then chuckled awkwardly, "Hey bro, what are you talking about? I don't understand..."

Su Mo looked directly into the fat man's eyes, a smile playing on his lips. "However, it's not a big problem. With me here, nothing can go wrong!"

"Deng deng deng..."

Outside the Minglou building, the sound of hurried footsteps rang out again, and Su Mo's expression immediately turned cold. "This guy actually caught up with us again..."

Although Su Mo did not say it directly, Old Hu and Fatty knew that the people outside were from Zhelong Village, and there was no one else besides them.

The fat man was speechless and said, "Why are these guys here again? Aren't they afraid of dying?"

Su Mo murmured to himself, "Judging by the time, those things should have appeared by now..."

Old Hu couldn't hear what Su Mo was muttering, so he asked, "Brother Su, what are you saying?"

"Uh…"

Su Mo looked up and smiled, "It's alright, let's hide first. This time I don't need to lift a finger; someone else will take care of them..."

With that, Su Mo grabbed Lao Hu with one hand and Xue Li Yang with the other, then leaped up and flew directly to the rooftop.

"Brother Su...me too...me too!"

Seeing that he was all alone, the fat man panicked.

Su Mo chuckled, floated down to the ground, and grabbed the fat man, pulling him up with her.

The four hid on the rooftop and quickly found a well-lit and secluded spot to hide.

Old Hu asked in a low voice, "Brother Su, is there any danger here?"

The fat man also looked curious, "Yeah, we've been here for so long, and all we've seen is a female ghost. Nothing else!"

Su Mo shook his head. "They're not from the Heavenly Palace. They came with the people from Zhelong Village. We've encountered them before..."

"Don't speak, they're coming up..."

Shirley Yang reminded her.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before a group of people from Zhelong Village arrived.

The leader was the clan chief of Zhelong Village, who looked fierce at the moment, followed by more than a dozen clansmen from Zhelong Village.

"What about people?"

The chieftain of Zhelong Village roared, "Find him! Dig three feet into the ground if you must, he'll find him!"

With his son and nephew both dead, the Zhelong Village chief could no longer appreciate the magnificence of the Heavenly Palace; all he wanted was revenge for his children.

On the rooftop, Su Mo and his companions watched as the people from Zhelong Village entered the Minglou building. Su Mo whispered, "What a pity. The puppets were burned; otherwise, they could have had a bit of a thrill too!"

"Hahaha…

The fat man probably had a mental image flashing through his mind. He burst out laughing.

Old Hu looked at the fat man speechlessly.

The people of Zhelong Village searched the Minglou.

There wasn't a soul in sight.

A clan chief from Zhelong Village asked cautiously, "Clan chief, could he not be inside?"

Seeing that everyone had searched around without success, the clan chief gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go outside. Let's search the main hall next door..."

"it is good!"

Everyone nodded and began searching outside Minglou.