I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Qin Feng flung the Hongming Blade, sending the weasel flying into the air.

"Why...why did you kill it?" Wu Xie couldn't understand. How could they have been having a good conversation when the other party suddenly disappeared?

"It's lying. Ling Xiao hates people who look like him the most. There's no way he would lend his appearance to someone else!" Qin Feng's attitude was cold and tinged with anger.

The weasel spirit didn't utter a sound before being slain by Qin Feng's blade. The illusions around them also disappeared, and the group was overjoyed to find they could move again.

It's just that a pack of weasels looks a bit difficult to deal with...

The fat man swallowed hard and said, "Damn it, we've stirred up a hornet's nest!"

The pack of weasels bared their fangs, stared at the group with bloodshot eyes, and made eerie noises.

The weasels swarmed forward, with Qin Feng and Fatty on one side and Baldy Zhang also coming to help, but they couldn't possibly kill them all. These weasels had gained intelligence and were incredibly agile in their attacks. Seeing that they were outmatched, Baldy Zhang shouted, "Run!"

Wu Xie finally realized what was happening, but her legs were too weak to walk. When A Ning saw the weasel about to pounce, she grabbed Wu Xie and used her as a human shield.

Wu Xie was terrified. Just as the weasel was about to pounce on him, a whip wrapped around him, and a figure appeared, pulling him up to a high candlestick. The candlestick was very large and sturdy, as if someone was dragging it from below. It was embedded in the wall, and there were three or four other identical candlesticks around it, with unlit candles inside.

Wu Xie marveled at how high the quality of the things made by their ancestors was!

After a few seconds, he came to his senses, realized what had happened, glared at Ah Ning, and found that the weasel that had pounced on him was now lying on the ground.

Ah Ning also looked over, but she was looking at the person next to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie followed A Ning's gaze and looked at the person next to him. This person was wearing a mask and a black hooded sweatshirt that completely covered his hair. He had fair skin, wore loose jeans, and was barefoot, but there was no dust on his feet. He was also holding a whip, which didn't seem to be an ordinary whip. The whip was very thin and, upon closer inspection, was made up of eight steel sections with a pointed tip at the very end. He also had a backpack on his back, making him look like a well-behaved student. He also smelled nice and pleasant...

Wait! Who is he? That's what Wu Xie thought, and that's what she asked: "Um, thank you, my name is Wu Xie, may I ask who you are?"

The man ignored him and simply looked down calmly.

At this moment, Ah Ning spoke up: "Sir, could you also pull me up?"

"No!" the masked man replied, his gentle voice carrying an unquestionable tone.

Hearing the sound and seeing the scene, the fat man looked at the two people on the candlesticks and said, "Oh my god, Little Innocent, you really know how to hide! You climbed so high without calling me, Fatty?" After saying that, the fat man climbed towards another candlestick.

That fat guy is really agile. I don't know how he did it, but he actually climbed up there, making Ah Ning roll her eyes...

The fat man shouted down, "There are a few more candlesticks over there, hurry up! These weasels seem too scared to come up!"

Upon hearing this, the others ran towards the nearby candlesticks. Wu Xie glanced in A Ning's direction and saw that the woman had actually gone up there herself!

Wu Xie was furious; this woman was treating him like a fool! But it seemed like A Ning was deliberately teasing him, and she even blew him a kiss!

Once the group was on the candlesticks, the weasels really stopped moving forward, as if they were afraid of the candlesticks.

The fat man touched the candlestick and smelled the candle: "This is corpse oil wax!"

"Corpse oil?" Wu Xie was shocked. No wonder those weasels didn't touch these things. People like them who were seeking titles wanted to become immortals. If they touched these things and got tainted by the aura of vengeful ghosts, they would never be able to cultivate in this lifetime.

"What do we do now?" Ah Ning asked. They couldn't stay up there forever!

These weasels are too difficult to exterminate. They have only killed about a hundred so far, and there are at least a hundred left.

Although they could be eliminated, it would be too exhausting. Unlike ordinary weasels, these were sentient beings. We had only been in the tomb for a short time, and who knows what other creatures were coming.

"Smear this corpse oil on your clothes, it might work!" Qin Feng suggested.

Several people agreed with the idea, and they began to smear candles on themselves.

Wu Xie wanted to apply some to the masked man, but the masked man refused ruthlessly: "It smells bad, it's dirty!"

"What time is it? Why are you still worrying about this? Saving your life is the most important thing!" Wu Xie advised, while holding a candle closer to the masked man.

The masked man grasped his hand and said, "You apply it yourself, don't worry about me."

Seeing the masked man refuse several times, Wu Xie nodded awkwardly and began applying the smear to his body.

After they finished applying the paint, they nodded and jumped down. Wu Xie looked at the distance and thought it was a bit high. He wondered if he would break his leg if he fell. Just then, the masked man moved and used his metal whip to wrap around him and pull him down.

When Wu Xie came to his senses, he was already on the ground, and the whip on his body was gone. Looking at the masked man, his hands were empty, showing no sign that he had taken out any weapons.

"Thank you!" Wu Xie thanked the masked man. Although he had many questions he wanted to ask, he knew that this was not the right time to ask, so he held back. The others looked at the masked man's feet and knew that he was the owner of the footprint. But seeing that Wu Xie didn't seem to have any questions, they all remained silent for the time being.

The masked man nodded slightly in response, then kept looking in Qin Feng's direction. For some reason, Qin Feng seemed a bit irritable, his eyes filled with impatience as he looked at the pack of weasels.

Seeing that the weasels dared not approach any further, the fat man grew bolder and ran towards the porcelain bottle: "Damn it, I want to see what's causing all this trouble!"

As soon as the fat man approached, the porcelain bottle started rolling again, as if to say, "Follow me."

Seeing this, the group followed. The jar led them through a straight passage made of white marble, which contained only two lamp channels and lamp holders spaced one meter apart.

At the other end of the passageway, there was a jade door, and on the left and right sides, there were also two small doors, making a total of three doors. All of them were open, and it seemed that someone had already gone in. The porcelain jar stopped in the middle of the leftmost small door and did not move.

Wu Xie looked at the fat man: "This thing is really strange, it's leading us around everywhere, could it be a ghost?"

The fat man took a deep breath: "You know what, you're right! This thing is just like a bowling ball!" He then looked at Wu Xie, who hesitated, and said, "We've come this far, so let's not worry about it. Whether we stick our necks out or not, we're going to get hurt anyway. Let's see what its purpose is. Maybe it even knows where Ling Zi is!"

Qin Feng, who was about to take the thing, withdrew his outstretched hand after hearing what the fat man said.