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

Wu Xie opened the envelope and found an old work notebook inside. On the first page, there was a piece of beautiful handwriting, signed Chen Wenjin!

Written in 1995, that's quite a long time ago. It's truly impressive that Uncle Three and the others have orchestrated such a grand scheme. The meaning isn't hard to guess, but there are some parts that Wu Xie just doesn't understand. What does "Which of the three of you will you be?" mean?

Three people? Does that mean Wu Sansheng and Xie Lianhuan? Or Huo Ling and Qi Yu? And who is that? Who is that? Little Brother! Wu Xie felt a chill run down his spine when he guessed this.

Chen Wenjin also brought up the videotape, but he didn't quite understand why sending the videotape meant Chen Wenjin was dead. "It" found her, but who is "it"? And what exactly is recorded in this notebook? More than ten years of hard work, and this notebook... isn't enough?

Furthermore, wasn't Chen Wenjin taken away by Ling Xiao? If she's dead, what did Ling Xiao take away? Wait… when Third Uncle brought Chen Wenjin here, he said she had become a "forbidden woman." Could it be related to this "it"?

What exactly is "it"? Wu Xie simply sat down on the ground and continued to flip through the pages. The pattern on the back of the title page startled Wu Xie. Wasn't the pattern composed of these seven thick lines exactly the same as the image on the Warring States silk manuscript?

It seems that Chen Wenjin has also studied this, and what is more detailed than the silk manuscript he saw before is that there are six points where the seven lines are connected, and four of these points have words written on them.

Changbai Mountain - Heavenly Palace on the Clouds

Guazi Temple - Seven Star Lu Palace

Wofoling - Tianguan Temple Pagoda

Shatou Reef - Underwater Shipwreck Grave

Wu Xie's head was buzzing. This curve was actually a map showing the trend of each mountain range of the great dragon vein specified by Wang Zanghai... It was not at all the star map that Wang Zanghai had mentioned!

There is also a black dot inside the blank space surrounded by six curved lines, outside of the six lines, on which a line of small characters is written: Qaidam - Tamutuo.

Next came Chen Wenjin's account of their journey exploring the route designated by Wang Zanghai. Just as he was engrossed in reading it, he suddenly felt uneasy. The light from his lighter illuminated what appeared to be a dark shadow on the notebook, a shadow other than his own.

Wu Xie swallowed hard, relit the lighter, and slowly turned around.

"Little friend, what are you looking at?" A large face suddenly appeared close to Wu Xie's face, scaring Wu Xie so much that his soul almost flew out of his body. He fell straight backward, but fortunately, his body reacted quickly enough that he didn't fall flat on the ground. However, the lighter was also turned off, and Wu Xie was plunged into darkness again.

After calming his anxious heart, Wu Xie pressed the lighter again, afraid that he would slip several times, but thankfully he finally managed to turn it on.

Under the firelight, Wu Xie could finally see the person who had come in. He was dressed in a smart white suit, which made him look completely out of place in the dirty environment. He looked extremely neat and clean.

He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, but Wuxie couldn't see his expression behind them. He wore white gloves, and with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, he asked again, "Little friend, what are you looking at?"

Wu Xie was certain he had never seen this person before, not even in photos or videos. Who was this person? Could it be a ghost from Golmud?

Wu Xie scrambled to his feet, clutching the Thousand Chance Umbrella on his back with one hand, and mentally cheered himself on.

"When asking someone what they're doing, you have to tell them where you're from first!" Wu Xie said, feeling a chill run down his spine. It was pitch black, and he was so close to this person—wasn't he going to snap his neck...?