Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

"Yes, yes, yes. Tomb raiders are supposed to take treasure and return it; we can't let the ancients think we don't follow the rules."

As they talked, everyone quickly got to work, stuffing large amounts of explosives and grenades into the hole where the bronze coffin had originally been placed.

Meanwhile, gasoline was poured on the outside, with more than a dozen cans, each containing tens of liters, soaking the area around the Hydra cypress.

Ji Haobo collected the jade pendant and the coffin. After Wang Pangzi and the others finished tidying up, he led his men back the way they came.

Upon reaching the cave, he urged everyone to run. Although they didn't understand what was happening, Zhang Qilin led the way, and they desperately followed suit.

Only Ji Haobo remained, puffing out smoke at the cave entrance, looking at the nine-headed cypress with flickering will-o'-the-wisps, a cold smile playing on his lips.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he took out his revolver, fired a phosphorescent bullet, and then ran outside at top speed without looking back.

"boom"

The phosphorescent flames instantly ignited the gasoline, and bright flames rose up, quickly spreading beneath the trunk of the Hydra cypress.

The sudden flames immediately alarmed the Hydra Cypress, and countless vines began to wriggle in preparation to extinguish the fire.

But at that moment, the explosive charge and the grenade with the pin pulled were ignited.

"Rumble... Rumble..."

A large number of explosive charges and grenades rose into a mushroom cloud in this underground cavern;

The gasoline flames flickered briefly before bursting into a raging inferno.

The trunk of the Hydra Cypress was mostly destroyed by the explosion, and the remaining part was simply unable to support the weight on it.

However, the numerous vines that pulled it back prevented it from collapsing completely.

But as the will-o'-the-wisps went out one by one, a large amount of yin energy began to spread, causing the flames to pause.

A few breaths later, the yin energy surged toward a certain spot on the trunk of the Nine-Headed Cypress.

The group, who were running through the maze, heard a huge thud and tremor and gritted their teeth to speed up.

Among the group were Zhang Qilin, Lao Hu, Fatty Wang, and Wu Laosan;

The rest were either still recovering from serious injuries and physically weak, or had difficulty gaining weight.

As for Wu Xie, a pale-faced man, the soles of his feet were already blistered and throbbing with pain.

Luckily, Zhang Qilin reached out and pulled him up, otherwise he would have collapsed on the ground, completely exhausted.

"What the hell? What's going on? Why...why did Bo-bo make us run? I can't run anymore!"

Erpang was panting heavily, his face contorted in pain, and his fat bouncing around as he ran.

At this moment, Ji Haobo, who had caught up from behind, reached out and put A Ning on his shoulder, giving that guy a cold laugh.

"You don't have to run away; there's an old guy inside who might like someone like you."

Everyone was taken aback by what he said. They didn't laugh at Erpang, but they were very curious about what kind of old guy he was talking about.

Just as everyone was pondering, a sinister and venomous shriek faintly drifted over.

"what…"

Although the voice was not very clear, it was filled with irreconcilable resentment, which sent chills down one's spine.

Erpang had no more mood to grumble. He could only grit his teeth and run wildly, even though he felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest and his throat was burning, he didn't dare to stop.

When everyone returned to the ground, it was almost dawn, and Wu Xie and the others lay dead.

Ji Haobo put A Ning down and turned to look at Zhang Qilin and Wu Laosan and the others.

"Zhang Menzi, keep an eye on them. Lao Hu, you guys fill in the hole first, then help keep watch."

The group quickly got to work, but still asked curiously:

"Brother Bo, who's this old guy you're talking about? Are we here to keep an eye on him?"

"It must be that old cunning King Lu Shang, and be careful of the Nine-Headed Cypress vines."

Ji Haobo didn't have time to say more. He turned around and ran quickly to the camp, where there were still a few small barrels of gasoline.

While he was below, he heard two heartbeats coming from inside the trunk of the Hydra Cypress.

One is the Iron-Faced Scholar in the Jade Chamber, and the other is an unknown entity with an extremely slow heartbeat.

He was almost certain that it was King Lu Shang, because there were only three people causing trouble in this tomb.

King Mu of Zhou was the most foolish, becoming a cicada; Tie Miansheng was a mantis; and the rest, needless to say, were King Shang of Lu.

Anyone who believes that story on the gold-edged silk is a fool. How could a tomb raider, a guy who lives on the edge of his belt, be outsmarted by a cunning strategist?

If someone were really that stupid, they'd die eight hundred times over in a tomb. It's probably a ruse; Ji Haobo isn't quite aware of the intricacies involved.

It's probably related to the second treasure that King Lu Shang obtained, otherwise why wasn't any information mentioned?

Ji Haobo collected the several cans of gasoline and quickly ran towards a spot more than a hundred meters away, where thick smoke was already billowing.

Needless to say, he knew that this must be the sinkhole that everyone came up from in the story.

Not long ago, Ji Haobo looked up from below, but there were countless intertwined vines, so he couldn't see the sky outside at all.

Therefore, Ji Haobo dared not risk bringing people up from there. Otherwise, if something happened, he wouldn't be too worried, but the others would likely suffer.

When he arrived near the sinkhole, he saw many vines swaying and dancing in the air from the pit, which was more than ten meters in diameter. The sight was terrifying, just like the monsters in Cthulhu.

Before the vines could attack him, Ji Haobo quickly threw several buckets of gasoline at them.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Rumble..."

Several gunshots and explosions echoed through the mountains and forests, and towering flames illuminated the darkness of dawn.

The gasoline drums exploded, spraying large amounts of gasoline into the crater, and flames burned on many vines.

The Hydra Cypress's roots were already mostly broken, and now, with its vines scorched by the flames, its instinctive contraction caused it to collapse.

"Rumble"

A muffled thud came from the bottom of the sinkhole, and the ground shook violently, causing Ji Haobo to quickly retreat; he didn't want to fall in.

Just then, Wang Pangzi's shout suddenly came from behind:

"Brother Bo, help! There's a monster!"

Ji Haobo was startled and quickly turned around and ran towards the camp. From afar, he saw Zhang Qilin fighting with a figure, and Zhang Qilin was at a disadvantage in the sword fight.

The reason why Fatty Wang called it a monster was because although the figure had a human shape, it was covered with black scales that shimmered with a metallic luster.

On its forehead is a giant scarlet eye, which glows red when it closes, and its face is three parts human and seven parts snake.

This is a real snake-faced creature, but it doesn't look good; instead, it's very strange and ferocious.

When Ji Haobo saw the giant eye, an invisible, strange fluctuation struck him, making his spiritual senses feel somewhat threatened.

However, the spiritual energy within his body automatically surged forth, dispelling this fluctuation.

To his great surprise, the fluctuation disappeared without looking into the giant eye. Ji Haobo immediately realized something and hurriedly shouted:

"Don't look at its giant eyes, they're cursed!"

Upon hearing this, Lao Hu and the others were instantly shocked, and Fatty Wang let out a strange cry.

"Holy crap, a curse? It's over...it's over...it's over, damn it all!"