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Inside the stream, Er Gou and Xiao Dao had their eyes fixed on Huang Zilan, seemingly having completely forgotten about the heavily pregnant Wei Yiyi and An Yingying.

The eldest brother sighed, stopped calling for Er Gou and Xiao Dao, looked at Chen Xing, and said, "Come with me." With that, he took a step forward and walked into a shadowy area. Chen Xing hesitated for a moment, then followed closely behind.

The two disappeared into the green light, one after the other. Xiao Chan, whose face was contorted and whose eyes were tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

His masculine impulses were still evident, but his gaze was cold and sharp.

He then coldly swept his sinister gaze across the shadow where his leader had disappeared.

In the stream, Er Gou had already pounced on Huang Zilan and hugged her tightly. Xiao Dao snorted, turned around, and pounced on Wei Yiyi, pulling her into his arms.

The little shovel gave a sinister smile, pressed itself to the ground, and listened intently. There was a conversation.

Boss: Do you know why I called you out alone?

Chen Xing: I can guess some of it.

Boss: Tell me about it.

Chen Xing: Huang Zilan is Lei Zhenyu's wife, a woman of extraordinary status; my status is even more illustrious. If I cannot control myself, it will certainly be detrimental to my future, and you will not be able to escape responsibility. Therefore, you asked me to leave.

Boss: Not bad. But that's only one aspect.

Chen Xing: Are there two more?

Boss: Yes.

Chen Xing: Oh?

Boss: Secondly, there's the cost. It's a choice between survival and non-survival. It's a decision.

Chen Xing: I... don't understand.

Boss: Should I switch sides and seek a new master, or continue to persevere?

Chen Xing: You...

Boss: That's me.

The conversation stopped. Then, silence. After a moment of silence, a strange sound broke the silence. Xiao Chan suddenly straightened up and stood up again. His eyes were still closed, his face still contorted, and the masculine features that represented his current state of mind were even more pronounced.

In the stream, Er Gou lunged at An Yingying; Xiao Dao lunged at Huang Zilan.

The eldest brother returned.

Chen Xing followed closely.

The two seemed to have developed an unspoken understanding in their steps, but their expressions both seemed somewhat strange.

It's indescribably strange.

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The eldest brother returned. He glanced at Xiao Chan's face and figure and couldn't help but sigh. "Xiao Chan." Xiao Chan opened his eyes with difficulty, "Master, Master..." Chen Xing leaped into the ravine and rushed towards Wei Yiyi, who was "idle".

“If you really can’t hold back anymore, don’t force yourself.” The leader sighed softly. “However, getting them down is the most important thing.” He looked up. “After all, survival is the most important thing. And the key to survival is the map they have—if I’m not mistaken, there are a few more people on the other side of the ‘mountain.’ At that time, you can do whatever you want.”

Xiao Chan took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "It's... survival... that's the most important thing."

The eldest nodded. He bent down, opened his backpack, and took out a rope, grappling hook, and other items. "Let's go." He crossed the stream and strode towards the hill in the middle on the opposite side. Little Shovel took another deep breath and followed closely behind. The terrain was flat and curved outwards. The two quickly ran to the "neck" of the hill, the outer edge of the "convex"-shaped platform (where the two gourds meet at the mouth of the gourd). Here, the stream at the bottom was no longer visible. The circular path on the platform was smooth and clean, with steep rock walls that were difficult to climb, but easy for the eldest and Little Shovel. The eldest hammered in an iron hook, tied a rope, and climbed up several meters. Then he hammered in another iron hook, repeating this several times until he was close to the summit. He threw out the grappling hook, "Hey! Let's go!"

Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [52]: Wang Jia reached out and caught it, “Great!”

Wang Mu cheerfully replied, "Please move aside."

The eldest brother slid down the rope and looked up.

A conversation broke the silence, and A-Ding frowned. It was two unfamiliar voices. Who were they? Were they the boss's other two disciples, supposedly already dead?

At the same time, Wang Jia was startled and grabbed Wang Mu's hand. He blinked upwards and wrote in Wang Mu's palm: "Don't speak, you have a fierce aura."

Wang Mu was taken aback and wrote: What did you discover?

A potential crisis is quietly brewing.

Where?

I don't know. But it's definitely related to resonant sound transmission.

Is someone eavesdropping?

right.

Their eyes met, and they nodded to each other. They unfolded the map to examine it.

The brightest little white dot is missing.

Wang Mu wrote, glancing at Wang Jia with a puzzled look. Wang Jia also looked at the map with a puzzled expression, and after a moment wrote: "It might be related to that little white dot. I feel that little white dot is still there. But I can't pinpoint its exact location. We'll discuss this later; let's go downstairs first."

They nodded to each other again. Wang Jia found a protruding rock, tied it securely with a slipknot, tried pulling on it, and nodded. Wang Mu silently moved to the edge and slid down first. Wang Jia then slid down.

Slightly below the circular platform at the edge of the convex platform, there is a walkable circular path. The eldest brother stands with his hands behind his back, with a small shovel standing beside him with its hands tucked in.

The four people looked at each other and gazed at each other for a long time.

Wang Jia and Wang Mu had witnessed the entire transformation of the people in the stream, but they were only truly amazed by its wonder when they were so close. Wang Mu suddenly felt a little bored and said listlessly, "Damn, you've become handsome." Xiao Chan smiled, "You're even more dashing, dressed in a suit and tie, elegant and refined, like a gentleman." Wang Mu immediately perked up, "Really?" Xiao Chan said, "Of course it's true. Unlike us—wearing the Emperor's New Clothes." Wang Mu comforted him, "Nakedness is human nature. What's wrong with returning to simplicity? Clothing is certainly easier to accept, but it creates pretense, isn't that one of humanity's greatest regrets?" He laughed heartily, "While I may look like a gentleman, aren't you even more like emperors?"

The four of them burst into laughter.

The laughter subsided. Wang Jia introduced himself: "I am Wang Jia, and this is Wang Mu. He is my younger brother."

The boss said, "I am the boss. This is my disciple, my brother: Little Shovel."

The four embraced.

On Valentine's Day, the experiences of the missing persons in the tomb were roughly recorded and presented to everyone. The footage is silent, starting with Wang Jia and Wang Mu carving "Wang Jia and Wang Mu were here" and ending with them seeing the five characters "The Tomb Master A Dong"; the six leaders starting with riding the ghost car downhill and ending with breaking the curse "Heaven is heartless, Earth is unjust, and there is much suffering in the world"; the group of eighteen on an outing starting with A Ding rushing into the deep pool and ending with A Ding falling off the cliff, and Du Liu and Xu Fangfang's tireless "game" ending.

The scene was silent, which only made it more terrifying. Most unbearable of all was the fact that no one knew what happened afterward.

On the same day, the third layer of the ancient tomb was completely excavated.

The twelve stone chambers were all empty. They were all rectangular, the same size as the narrow chamber depicting the visit of King Jia and King Mu, and they converged in a ring towards the city.

However, the Academy of Sciences refused the old professor's request for on-site observation.

For the people at the scientific research institute, they only cared about the eerie purple light and the terrifying cave.

II. Walls on the Ring Road

"Can I see the map?" The boss released the skeleton-like armor.

When we were all skeletal figures, I didn't find skeletons scary. But now, after everyone has recovered, embracing a skeletal figure who is still dressed, I can't suppress a deep-seated fear.

Wang Jia took out the parchment and unfolded it, while Wang Mu also grasped the map. Pointing to the patterns and colors of light on the map, they explained, “This shimmering red line and the glowing city in the center represent our current location. Look: these four small white dots represent the four of us. Below, there are eight small white dots, which should represent the remaining six of you. Three white dots are perfectly round, and three are slightly flawed; the perfectly round ones are men, and the slightly flawed ones are women. This should refer to three men and three women. There are two slightly dimmer dots, next to the two flawed ones, forming two inverted, lying figure-eight shapes; those should represent two women and their unborn children. Over here are nine small white dots, representing the other nine people…” The eldest brother couldn't help but look at Xiao Chan. Xiao Chan was also looking at the eldest brother.

—In the hands of the two men, there was only a dirty, shiny parchment.

—There were no patterns on the parchment. (The Emperor's New Clothes? Two swindlers?) "Hmm, this place... Strange! That little white dot that disappeared has reappeared! It seems to be the location where Zhu Qian and the others were—the place where the resonance transmission occurs! Above us! It's very bright!" Wang Jia and Wang Mu were drawn in. Wang Jia nodded, "Yes. The danger originates from there."

"Zhu Qian?" A chilling glint suddenly appeared in the eldest brother's eyes. He glanced at the parchment in their hands and asked in a deep voice, "She's still alive?!"

“Of course she’s still alive…uh—” Wang Mu said subconsciously, looking up and suddenly meeting the boss’s fierce and cold gaze. He froze, his expression suddenly changing—becoming filled with terror. He stared at the boss’s face, then at Xiao Chan’s face, and suddenly let out a groan: “God…you guys! You…you’re all so ruthless!”

He stood up, took two steps back, and suddenly turned and ran.

Upon hearing the groan, Wang Jia was startled.

He also looked at the two people opposite him: their faces were as white as jade, without a single beard, as if they had just shaved and had undergone beauty treatments, and it seemed that the two of them were actually women. But the two of them had a common feature on their faces Magpie Bridge Fairy replied [53]: black moles.

Fire poison.

Black moles, growing on a person's face, are fixed features. Their location and shape can be interpreted to determine a person's personality, experiences, encounters, misfortunes, and calamities. "Fire poison" is caused by temporary disruptions in the body's systems and is closely related to a person's constitution, illness, diet, and sleep state. It can reveal a person's constitution, recent physiological and psychological state, diet, health status, and external environment. However, physiognomy books never make arbitrary pronouncements regarding cannibalism.

On the faces of these two men, the black moles and the fiery toxins combined to form a regular pattern: a distinct fiery toxin was visible at the midpoint of the right eyebrow and the right side of the bridge of the nose, especially prominent on the bridge of the nose; there was also a distinct fiery toxin at each corner of the upper lip, a fiery toxin in the indentation of the lower lip, and fiery toxins at the corners of the jaw; every three of these fiery toxins connected together could form an equilateral triangle, and seven points formed four equilateral triangles. Combined with the black moles already present on their faces, this created an incredibly bizarre phenomenon. Indeed, it matched the rumors of them having eaten people. (Note: All of the above points can be replaced with black moles. In determining whether someone has eaten a human, cases have been categorized based on whether they consumed placenta, the living, the dead, the elderly, children, men, or women, blood, recent or long-term consumption, and the reason for consumption, forming different profiles. The characteristics listed on this page are only one of seven profiles of cold-cannibalism. Readers should not assume someone has recently eaten a human simply because they see similar characteristics, nor should they deny someone's past consumption simply because they did not exhibit these characteristics after ingesting placenta or receiving a blood transfusion. Generally, people who have eaten placenta have black moles on the upper lip corner or right temple, with at least one hidden in the hairline; three to five large moles on the face can constitute a profile.) They form certain geometric shapes, with small hemorrhoids ranging from four to seven, and larger ones, often eleven, presenting an irregular shape. "Fire poison" type hemorrhoids usually appear after a very long time and appear and disappear within a certain period, numbering three or more. Of course, this is only under normal circumstances. Just as physiognomy books state that women with large eyes have large breasts, those with open eyebrows are not virgins, and that a woman's lips are connected to her genitals, and a man's nose is connected to his genitals, these all refer to normal circumstances; there are also completely opposite cases. Physiognomy books are only for reference and should not be taken as gospel. However, Wang Mu rarely read books on physiognomy, and he had never mentioned such useless methods to him. How did Wang Mu know this? But Wang Jia had no time to ask further. He shouted, "Amu!" Seeing Wang Mu running for his life like a mouse seeing a cat, he quickly quickened his pace and chased after him, shouting, "Don't run! Don't run!"

In the chase, the leader was already anxious. "Quick, chase them!" He and Xiao Chan chased after them along the platform's circular path. Just as the two had rounded a bend ahead, only a few meters apart, they turned the corner only to find themselves facing a dead end. A steep wall had risen from the circular path, blocking their way. Standing before the precipice, only a dumbfounded Wang Jia remained.

The two arrived at the scene.

"That's strange. How did I suddenly disappear?" Wang Jia muttered to himself, and then he also crashed into the wall.

With a "thud," Wang Jia was knocked unconscious.

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Chen Xing released Wei Yiyi.

The water flowed swiftly, and he stared blankly at the heavily pregnant Wei Yiyi, staring blankly at her face, which, although pregnant, was still as beautiful and charming as a flower.

Wei Yiyi was also looking at him.

Both of them had strange expressions.

The water flowed swiftly, and Chen Xing's expressions changed just like the flowing water.

His emotions fluctuated wildly, from joy to sorrow, from anger to grief, from hatred to love, from fierceness to tranquility, ultimately solidifying into a complex, unchanging state.

A complex smile frozen on his face.

sad smile.

“It wasn’t me,” he said.

Wei Yiyi remained silent and lowered her head.

"Why not me?" Chen Xing asked himself, as if he were an idiot.

Wei Yiyi lowered her head and remained silent.

Chen Xing suddenly flew into a rage. He slapped Wei Yiyi across the face and shouted angrily, "Who is it?!"

Wei Yiyi remained silent. She closed her eyes and shook her head.

Chen Xing finally calmed down. His face was filled with disappointment, and deep despair.

"It's him." He muttered to himself, "It really is him... But, why is it him... How could he..." He laughed bitterly again, looked at the silent Wei Yiyi again, and suddenly kicked her.

Wei Yiyi traced a graceful arc before plunging into the stream with a "plop".

The water flowed swiftly. But Chen Xing's tears flowed even faster.

He suddenly looked up.

roar.

Wei Yiyi also shed tears.