Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

He raised one hand and rubbed his temples, while rubbing the fingertips of his other hand together. A small cluster of blue-purple flames rushed straight towards the large white cocoon. The moment the cocoon silk touched the flame, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, or a crow seeing an insect—it saw its nemesis.

Flames blazed up and quickly transformed into a massive blue-purple fireball. The ancient figure inside was reduced to ashes before it could even utter a sound.

"Alright, that's settled. This place's no fun. Let's go loot this old prince and see if he left any valuable treasures. We'll grab some and head home!"

Qin Henian had already resolved the meteorite jade issue here, so naturally he didn't want to stay any longer. However, he couldn't let Wu Xie and the others come for nothing, so he had to get some compensation for being there as a accompaniment partner.

"Treasure! Where is the treasure? Where is the treasure! Brother Henian, come on, come on, I, Fatty, will lead the charge!"

Wang Pangzi, who had been looking surprised, was immediately captivated by Qin Henian's words after the large cocoon was burned to ashes in a moment. Instantly, he started calling Qin Henian "my darling" and acting like he was the boss whoever paid him.

Wu Xie wanted to cover his face in embarrassment. Could he really say he didn't recognize this fatso?

"Alright, let's go out now and wander around this tomb to see where the old prince put his valuable treasures."

Qin Henian also wanted to save a lot of money for his subordinates. Now that things here were settled, he should take what was due.

rustling sounds... rustling sounds...

In the dark tomb passage, several beams of flashlight shone, illuminating the tomb walls, which were all over three meters high. Wherever the light reached, countless long, red-skinned, black-legged centipedes crawled on the walls, their small bodies piled up in clusters. Qin Henian's mouth watered at the sight...

"Holy crap! Fire! Fire! Quick, get me a fire! I don't want to get pounced on by these little centipedes!"

Fatty Wang, with his sharp eyesight, was the first to spot the pile clinging to the wall. He reacted with lightning speed, pulling a lighter from his pocket and then casually taking the alcohol flask handed to him by Wu Xie, who was a fraction slower. The two of them then prepared to toss it away in a coordinated manner...

"Seriously! The young man is right here, how did those centipedes get here..."

Although Wu Xiehua replied in this way, his actions were not slow.

boom boom boom…

Crackle...crackle...

Suddenly, flames erupted, and the centipedes on the tomb passage wall were scorched and fell down one after another. After layers of centipedes were burned and fell to the ground, the centipedes behind seemed to sense the threat to their lives and retreated, quickly disappearing from the group's sight.

"continue!"

Zhang Qilin consciously walked at the front, and the centipedes that had retreated seemed to sense something and retreated even further. He uttered two words in a clear and cold voice and led the people behind him forward.

Tap tap tap…tap tap tap…the sound of footsteps echoed as they walked rapidly towards the passage.

The passage wasn't long, but it wasn't short either; it was rather winding for this mountain area. After the group had turned seventy or eighteen bends, Zhang Qilin, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, leaned against the left wall of the passage, and reached out to touch it...

Click!

Two fingers were inserted into the wall, and the mechanism inside made a soft clicking sound. As Zhang Qilin turned his fingertips, he felt a latch that could lock the door. He twisted his two fingers outward, and less than half a meter away from Zhang Qilin, the wall suddenly moved slowly with a rumbling sound, and a stone door appeared in front of everyone.

The group entered the "new tomb chamber" with flashlights. Once inside, they found that the floor was very empty, but the "ceiling" above their heads was anything but. Chains locked up round bronze coffins of varying sizes, but all of them were similar to the coffin of the person who had been resurrected earlier.

"Don't stay here, get out of here!"

Qin Henian sensed that not only did all of the rows of hanging bronze coffins have a small power fluctuation, but if they were all raised from the dead, wouldn't they be trapped like turtles in a jar by the people who came before?

He has a sense of shame, after all, he's lived much longer than these guys who are already dead. Fighting the living is fine, but fighting the dead is so undignified!

Now that he knew the general situation, Qin Henian quickly shouted. He swiftly retreated, pulling Zhang Qilin, who was walking at the front and closest, along with one hand...

After everyone had left the tomb chamber, Zhang Qilin scanned the number of people present. Finding no problems, he once again reached out and inserted his fingertips into the mechanism. With two clicks as the mechanism turned, the stone door slammed shut, sealing the tomb chamber once more.

"Let's look for other tombs. The one we just looked at was probably for burial purposes."

After leaving the tomb chamber, Qin Henian offered his explanation before anyone could ask.

"Okay! So, which way do we go now?"

This is already deep into the tomb passage. Although we don't know how many times they have circled around, judging from their pace, they should have reached almost the "peak" of this mountain.

If this tomb were to be built any deeper, the depth would be beyond what an ordinary prince could afford to construct...

After calculating the air freshness at each step, Xie Yuchen had a rough idea in mind. Now he wanted to ask Qin Henian how to proceed, since Qin Henian was the leader of this operation, not him.

"Hmm... Anyway, the tomb here is built to the highest point of the mountain, and we have brought small detonators, so let's just push it straight in with precision, and then take the stuff and leave."

"Take as much of the valuable stuff as you can, and keep everything else!"

"Of course, I meant excluding Little Qilin and Black Bear!"

Qin Henian didn't want to stay in this tomb any longer. Anyway, it wasn't a very big tomb, so it would be more convenient to just push it open.

Zhang Qilin didn't react much to Qin Henian's words, but Hei Xiazi felt a bit aggrieved. Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to his affected manner of fiddling with his handkerchief...

Following Qin Henian's command, Zhala Rova stepped forward, leading several skilled operators and detonators to the front, while the remaining agile individuals covered the rear, surrounding Qin Henian and his group. He then led his team into a semi-pushing offensive...

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom…

A series of explosions rang out, and almost everyone who entered the tomb this time had earplugs provided by Qin Henian in their ears, and they quickly moved through the tomb.

On the summit of Mount Zhuomula, a pitiful white sheet is "nailed" there. Whenever the booming explosions reach the outside, it trembles and shakes, mingling with the cold wind, making the summit of this snow-capped mountain appear "extremely desolate, lonely, and cold"...

Inside the tomb, with the help of Lei Guan, Qin Henian and his group broke open several chambers and found various exquisite musical instruments, as well as many lost musical scores carved on bamboo slips, jade slips, and stone.

Aside from the less valuable items, everything like jade slips was taken away by the group… In another tomb chamber, they discovered chests full of gold, porcelain vases, jade ornaments, hairpins, and other seemingly treasured items…