Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 38 What is he trying to protect?

Wu Sansheng looked at the somewhat old mark, but instead of saying whether he recognized it or not, he asked, "Do you recognize it?"

Yan Huai thought to himself, "Of course I know it, but I'm not telling you!" He shook his head and turned his gaze to the downward stone steps: "Let's go!"

The two walked along the passage to the end. Along the way, Yan Huai found some strange scratches, which were of different heights and depths. It seemed that a fight had taken place here before, and it was not a fight with people. He looked at Wu Sansheng walking ahead and thought to himself, "This man is really hiding a lot of secrets!"

A central pillar, a stone monkey, a Bagua wheel... and a strangely crafted lampbox. When Yan Huai reached the end of the misty stone steps, he saw Wu Sansheng walk straight toward the lampbox. The lamp body was not like an ordinary lighting stone lamp. Its middle was not hollowed out. Instead, there was a circle of twisted copper-colored mirrors, on which Wu Sansheng's face was gradually reflected. It was just like looking in a mirror normally, without any abnormality.

Yan Huai had never seen such a special mechanism before. Out of curiosity, he went closer and two rather nonsensical faces appeared on the mirror: one distorted beyond recognition and the other with its head tilted, making its eyes appear huge.

Wu Sanxing: "......" Who are you trying to scare to death!

Yan Huai: "......" What the heck!

Looking at Yan Huai's silly expression, Wu Sansheng rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Don't block the way, go play somewhere else!"

Yan Huai awkwardly moved aside, watching Wu Sansheng gently stroke his temples as he shifted his position.

The next moment, Wu Sansheng suddenly stopped abruptly, and then turned and ran towards a wall!

No, that's not a wall! Through the thick fog, Yan Huai saw an upward passage behind the wall.

"!!!" Is Wu Sansheng trying to slip away?

Yan Huai ran over quickly, only to find Wu Sansheng squatting in the corner of the passage, grinding something in his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Sanxing still didn't answer Yan Huai's question, only saying, "Watch closely."

Yan Huai pursed his lips and squatted down to watch Wu Sansheng fuss over there.

It was a hard, wedge-shaped iron block. After Wu Sansheng blocked the stone door of the passage, he used a saw blade to grind a notch in the lower left corner of the stone door, and then chiseled the wedge-shaped iron block into it.

Yan Huai's eyes lit up. He looked at the Bagua turntable around the lightbox, and then at the eight directions corresponding to the turntable—Rest, Life, Injury, Block, View, Death, Shock, and Open.

Originally, each direction corresponded to a door, but if the directions were fixed, Wu Sansheng wouldn't have moved his position on the outside of the lightbox. So it seems that these doors must have moved according to a certain pattern.

But now, Wu Sansheng has used the wedge-shaped iron block to change the original movement pattern of the stone door. After the iron block is worn down, even if each position still corresponds to a stone door, the corresponding stone door will no longer be a door in the original sense.

"Why are you doing this?"

Wu Sansheng paused for a moment, then looked up at Yan Huai with a meaningful gaze and pointed to the iron block that was already being squeezed by the stone door: "If you're strong, don't just stand around. Help me push the door open, and I'll take you up there to see for yourself later."

Yan Huai lowered his eyes. The old fox was using him as a tool again. He reluctantly stood up and, with a slight exertion of his arm, subdued the originally resisting stone door.

After driving two-thirds of the iron block into the notch, Wu Sansheng clapped his hands and stood up: "Alright, let go!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huai withdrew his hand. The next moment, the portion of the iron block remaining outside was deformed by the pressure of the stone door. When the stone door closed completely, the "gate of life" had become the "gate of injury," and the true "gate of life" had become the "gate of rest." After some more time, it would be even more indistinguishable...

On the path to survival, Wu Sansheng was still walking ahead. Yan Huai heard him say, "The worst evil a person can have is greed. The Nine Gates are no longer as glorious as they used to be. I originally thought that Wu Xie could no longer get involved, but I didn't expect that he was destined to be unable to escape this scheme."

Yan Huai looked at Wu Sansheng's retreating figure and inexplicably felt that the person in front of him was lonely and sad: "Since you knew this was a setup, why did you risk your life? Besides, you could have just told Wu Xie!"

"That's what makes it terrifying; I can't be sure if Wu Xie will still be Wu Xie in the next second..."

Yan Huai was completely confused. Who was it? What did it mean that it was called Wu Xie and might not be Wu Xie?

"Yanhuai!" Wu Sansheng suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Ok?"

“I know you have some unusual abilities, and I know you are not an ordinary person. Please keep an eye on Wu Xie for me, as he may be the key to breaking the deadlock.”

Yan Huai was taken aback by the ruthlessness and desperate gamble in Wu Sansheng's eyes. His intuition told him that if he agreed, it would be a never-ending trouble, but if he didn't agree... it seemed that ever since he followed Wu Sansheng into this business, he had no choice but to agree.

With so many eyes watching, anyone with eyes can see that Yan Huai and Wu Sansheng's escape and sudden disappearance are definitely not simple. Unless he died here and Wu Sansheng used the excuse of a lucky escape to cover it up, or Wu Sansheng is dead...

With Wu Sansheng's dying words still echoing in his ears, Yan Huai felt that the old fox was up to something again: "I'll think about it!"

Wu Sansheng was taken aback by Yan Huai's reply. This kid!

"Hurry up and keep up!"

Yan Huai smiled and followed after him.

When the two reached the top, they were once again blocked by a stone gate.

The stone gate is carved with a palace built in mid-air, existing on the wind and dancing on the clouds, like the Lingxiao Palace in mythology. Below it are slots with holes of different sizes, and it is unknown what they are for.

Yan Huai suddenly remembered the two bronze artifacts that resembled snakes but were not fish when Wu Sansheng opened the tomb door. Sure enough, the next moment, Wu Sansheng took them out from the hidden compartment and casually placed them in two of the slots. With a slight turn, the stone door shrank upwards, leaving an exit that allowed three people to pass side by side.

Seeing Yan Huai staring intently at the two bronze artifacts in his hand, Wu Sansheng revealed his signature fox-like smile. He weighed them up and down, then looked at Yan Huai and said, "Promise me what I said earlier, and I'll give you this snake-browed bronze fish. How about it?"

Yan Huai glanced at Wu Sansheng speechlessly. What good would it do to give it to him? In the end, it would still have to be given to Wu Xie, and then he would have to explain what he and Wu Sansheng were doing. He wasn't free!

Thinking of this, Yan Huai stopped looking at Wu Sansheng and stepped into the side room in front of him.