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"What is this? It's disgusting!" Wu Xie moved closer and then took a step back. He could even see some silver particles on the straw leaves.

"Mercury." Xie Yuhua stood behind Wu Xie and helped him up, her eyes fixed on Ling Xiao's gloves.

The corpse, once its clothes were removed, looked quite robust and didn't resemble a person from the Central Plains. After removing the wide sleeves, the ornaments worn on the corpse's left wrist were also visible.

There are two pieces of jewelry. One is a rope bracelet with a dzi bead strung on it, which looks very rare. The other is a wide silver bracelet inlaid with agate. The silver is so black that it looks unrecognizable, and it seems that there are some words engraved on it.

“This is Tibetan stuff. Could he be Tibetan? Why would a Tibetan be buried in Guangxi?” Wu Xie quickly figured out where this thing came from.

But then he shook his head, dismissing his own idea, because out of the corner of his eye he saw the broken belt hanging from the corpse's waist. Because it had fallen in a hidden place, it hadn't been seen immediately.

"No! He's a Qiang!" Wu Xie stepped forward, shone his flashlight on the belt, borrowed a glove from Cheng Yu, and picked up the belt.

It was a woven ribbon, very finely crafted, with fire and swastika patterns as embroidery, and some snake patterns in the gaps.

“Only the Qiang people have this characteristic. Both men and women wear a woven belt. However, most people choose sun patterns and swastikas, but he chose fire and snakes.” Wu Xie pointed out the point of confusion.

"He really is a monk," Ling Xiao said with a hint of感慨 (gan3kai3, a feeling of mixed emotions, including admiration and regret).

"Lingzi, you said that we'd know who he is once we take off his clothes, right? Do you have an option now?" Wuxie asked.

Ling Xiao nodded, and Xie Yuhua also showed a knowing look.

"Who is it?" Wu Xie and Fatty asked in unison.

"Yang Lianzhenjia." Before Ling Xiao could speak, Xie Yuhua replied first.

Ling Xiao smiled and looked at Jieyuhua.

"Yang Lianzhenjia? That Yuan Dynasty sorcerer monk?" Wu Xie looked at the belt in his hand, then at the corpse and its wrist, his eyes filled with disgust.

"So, the person who put him here deliberately dressed him up as a Song dynasty person to mislead others, so that they wouldn't be able to identify him and would mistake him for a Song dynasty person? But why would they do that? They disguised the corpse and wrapped it in gold, so who would be able to find it?"

"And who would have thought that the infamous monk Yang Lianzhenjia would be buried here?" Wu Xie sighed.

"What? This is Yang Lianzhenjia? The one who dug up the ancestral tomb of the Song Dynasty emperor? Damn it, if this guy is found, even being ground to dust wouldn't be enough!" The fat man exclaimed in surprise upon hearing this answer.

The fat man circled the corpse again and again, really wanting to see what this person who had single-handedly looted 101 imperial tombs looked like, but unfortunately his face was covered with a blurry mask.

"Damn it, could he be that mysterious monster outside?" the fat man cursed as he circled the corpse.

Just as he was about to go around for the fourth time, he was stopped by the blind man.

"Is Fatty trying to lose weight by circling around him?"

Sigh! The blind man said long ago that this kind of exercise wasn't very effective, why didn't you listen? Now you see corpses with better figures than you, are you feeling inferior?

Don't be so anxious. Follow the blind man's training routine, and in three months, he guarantees you'll have a muscular physique! Fatty, how about considering it?

Only 998, muscle belt...

Hey! Stop, stop, stop pulling my ear!

"Go to hell, you blind idiot! If you don't get kicked by Fatty every day, are you itching for a kick?" Fatty cursed at him.

Upon hearing this, Black Bear quickly covered his buttocks with his hand, feigning shock, and said, "Blind Man knew you weren't up to any good!"

Then she ran to Ling Xiao's side, put on a sobbing voice, and looked like a wronged little wife. She curled up in Ling Xiao's arms and cried, "Young Master, look at him! The blind man is not such a casual person. The blind man's first time will be auctioned off to you at a high price!"

"Young Master, look, many people covet the Blind Man. If you don't give him a proper status soon, the Blind Man..." Before Hei Xiazi could finish speaking, Xie Yuhua pulled him up and, while he was speaking, stuffed something into his mouth. Then, she used a handkerchief to wipe the spot where Hei Xiazi had been lying on Ling Xiao, saying, "Dirty."

Fatty: My fist is hard!