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

The two scratched themselves, and Ling Xiao stepped forward and lifted the fat man's clothes. The wound was black and looked like he had been poisoned. Wu Xie had the same wound.

"They've been infected with corpse poison!" The young man also saw the two's condition, but he didn't quite understand why they had been infected with corpse poison, even though they had clearly avoided it.

As he spoke, the young man took a knife and cut his wrist, smearing the blood on the two men, and their condition improved significantly instantly.

Ling Xiao bandaged up the young man's wrist again. The young man's blood clotting was not good, so it needed to be bandaged quickly. He then smiled and said, "Cutting your wrist, doesn't it hurt?"

The young man didn't quite understand what he meant, shook his head, and said only, "It doesn't hurt." His expression was very serious.

Ling Xiao felt uneasy. Watching his brother cut his wrists reminded him of his own childhood: the pain of cutting his wrists, the despair of slowly bleeding away, the throbbing of his heart, the endless feeling of impending death...

Seeing Ling Xiao's face growing paler, the young man gently pinched his shoulder. Ling Xiao smiled and shook his head: "Don't cut your wrists next time, it looks painful."

The young man nodded, but then seemed a little lost, because if he didn't cut his wrists, where would he cut next time if he bled so much?

Wu Xie and Fatty no longer felt itchy. Wu Xie asked, "How can it be so magical? It's fine as soon as you smear it with Brother's blood?"

“Actually, you shouldn’t have contracted these diseases from eating Qilin’s Blood. It’s possible that the one you ate was expired,” Ling Xiao told him.

"Expired? Then it's useless!" Wu Xie asked in surprise, but he didn't have diarrhea! Shouldn't eating expired food cause diarrhea?

"It's not completely useless, is it? It just works sometimes and doesn't work sometimes."

"What?" Before Wu Xie could say anything more, the pool began to bubble.

"Damn it, the water's boiling?" the fat man cursed.

The water went down like a flushing toilet, and there was a stone tablet at the bottom, connected to stone steps.

The fat man jumped down first, holding up his flashlight and looking left and right. As if he had touched something, he shouted, "Damn it, Little Innocent, come down here! There's a foreign language here!"

"Read it to me!"

"Damn it, if I knew you, would I need to call you down?"

Wu Xie hesitated, and Ling Xiao asked softly, "Should we go down?"

Wu Xie nodded, and Ling Xiao picked her up (not in a princess carry) and jumped down. Xiao Ge followed suit.

The stone steps were only half a meter long, but they were very sturdy, and Wuxie even stomped on them twice.

The fat man stood on the stone steps, looking at the wall, and said, "If this weren't in a foreign language, I'd write the character '王' backwards!"

Wu Xie chuckled sheepishly, "It's really in a foreign language! It's a pity I can't understand it either..."

The fat man cursed, "I knew it! Turns out someone beat me to it!"

Ling Xiao could understand some of it, but many of the words were abbreviations, which he didn't quite understand. He was also feeling a bit unwell and couldn't hear what the fat guy and the others were saying very clearly.

However, he seemed to hear the young man say that he had been here before, and then he suddenly couldn't hear what was said after that. It was intermittent. He knew what was wrong with him, so he didn't show it. He just pretended to listen carefully and occasionally read his lips.

But the general idea is that the tomb owner built a heavenly palace, and if you are destined, the door will open, and you can ascend to heaven by walking in.

Ling Xiao stared intently at the young man's mouth. The young man noticed that Ling Xiao was staring at his mouth and touched his lips. Ling Xiao subconsciously looked away.

Fatty and Wu Xie were talking about something again, probably some bickering. Ling Xiao couldn't hear them clearly, so he leaned closer to the stone tablet.

Suddenly, as if a mechanism had been activated, a door appeared from the wall.

The group was taken aback for a moment, and the fat man exclaimed, "Damn it, I've been leaning against this stone tablet for so long, how come Ling Zi opened the mechanism just by leaning against it?"

Wu Xie then asked the young man, "Young man, have you seen this door before?"

The young man shook his head; this door was different from the one he remembered.

Wu Xie said, "Now that the door is open, let's go take a look!" With that, he stepped inside.

When they reached the door, the door opened by itself, and the four of them went inside. The door then closed instantly, revealing eight doors.

"What's the purpose of this door?" Wu Xie asked.

"Qimen Dunjia?" the young man muttered to himself.

Of course, Ling Xiao couldn't hear any of this. He looked at the eight doors and felt as if something inside was pulling him.

"We have to be careful. These eight doors are completely unmarked. We need to find the exit to get out!" the young man warned.

"The Gate of Life? Is this the only way out? How do we find it? All the gates here look the same! What will happen if we enter other gates?" Wu Xie asked.

"As long as it's not a dead end, the four of us together are fine. We don't need to worry too much about the other doors."

The so-called Eight Gates are: Open Gate, Rest Gate, Life Gate, Injury Gate, Block Gate, View Gate, Death Gate, and Shock Gate.

There were no signs on the eight doors in front of him. The fat man said, "Never mind, they're all the same. Just open the door!" He then pushed open one of the doors.

As soon as the door opened, a single word appeared on it: Shock.

Good heavens, no wonder he's Fatty Wang, he's the head of the Eight Gates right from the start, Ling Xiao thought to himself.

After the four entered the Gate of Shock, they saw that the ground inside was covered with animal carcasses, mostly kittens, puppies, and birds. The stench of blood was overwhelming, making Wu Xie feel nauseous.

Ling Xiao began to tremble when he saw these animals, because he recognized them all; they were all pets he had once owned! With trembling hands, he examined the ankles of the corpses and found a small bell on each one—the bell he had attached to them.

He felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively took a step back as long-forgotten memories surfaced before him.

When he was four years old, he got his first pet, a puppy, which he loved dearly and named Huanhuan.

But the next day, when he opened his eyes, he saw Huanhuan lying next to him with her eyes wide open and covered in blood. It was a scene he would never forget.