The Third Oil Child

  The Three-Eyed God's relic began in the era of chaos, after Da Yu controlled the flood, the entire tribe of the lesser gods had already ceased to exist. The underground palace that the Lesser Goddess built for the Three-Eyed God back then was also covered by mountains and rocks, having experienced millions of years of changes, no one has ever come to ask about it, and the completeness of the relic is unknown to anyone.

  I initially thought that even if the ancient tomb had the remnants of the Ya Shen tribe's magic, it should have lost its effectiveness long ago. However, as soon as I touched the entrance to the underground palace, all the burial pits above me were covered with a thick layer of foul-smelling blood. This was my first time encountering such an unusual situation, and I couldn't help but lose my composure. In my panic, I only saw the desolate emptiness in front of me, and I didn't know how far away the exit was.

  The bloody rain continued to pour down, the stench in the air grew more pungent and irritating, making me feel nauseous even with my gas mask on. In a daze, all I saw before me was a dark red haze, the countless skeletons on the ground were stained by the blood rain, instantly emitting a chilling aura that reflected many eerie red glows.

  I saw this situation, how could I still dare to run out? Thinking in my heart, what kind of evil way is this bloody rain? I'm afraid that if I get soaked for a while longer, even if I manage to escape, I'll probably contract some kind of illness. It's better to turn around and flee into the nearby underground palace, hide for a while, it can't last forever anyway.

  He didn't care about anything else and turned around to rush towards the gate of the underground palace, bursting in with his head down.

  I finally escaped the storm of blood and rain, shrinking back into the doorway to catch my breath. My heart had already cursed this ancient tomb a million times. The rustling sounds outside the door continued, I didn't know how much time had passed, the dry bones in the burial pit were already covered in blood, and there was a tendency to flow back into the underground palace. I dared not linger here, shaking off the blood from my body, I mustered up my courage and slowly made my way deeper into the underground palace.

  This is a spacious stone chamber, with entrances at both ends of the left and right sides, which should be the front tomb guarding the underground palace.

  The front tomb is not small in scale, and it is estimated that its depth should be more than thirty meters below the ground. I turned on my flashlight to explore around, and found that the structure on the right had partially collapsed due to years of neglect, with several large stones blocking one-fifth of the entire front tomb. And about a dozen meters in front, there was a tall stone screen, and the situation behind it could only be seen by going around.

  I came here purely to get a few valuable items to help Liu Shu get through the bankruptcy crisis, and I didn't want any extra trouble, but what was behind the stone screen really piqued my curiosity, and for a moment I couldn't resist going over there.

  The flashlight slowly penetrated the back of the stone screen, and the scene behind it gradually revealed itself to me - behind the stone screen was a high platform, on which stood a three-eyed god's stone statue.

  I had never seen this thing before, and now that I've finally seen it, I found that its appearance is indeed as the old boss of the inn described: a fox head, horse hooves, vulture wings, and three eyes and three tails at both ends. It's truly a rare appearance; if it weren't for being an ancient beast from the primordial chaos, how could it have such a form?

  With a sense of wonder in my heart, I moved closer and took a more detailed look at the mysterious "Three-eyed Deity".

  I had originally intended to satisfy my curiosity and didn't want to linger here, but I hadn't taken two steps when the third eye on the forehead of that three-eyed god statue suddenly lit up.

  Before I could even react, a red light suddenly shot out of that eye, instantly enveloping me.

  In an instant, I only felt that my eyes were filled with dazzling redness, and my brain was suddenly short-circuited. I couldn't issue any commands to make my body take evasive action, nor could a single thought emerge.

  At this moment, one second is as long as a century, and I don't know how much time has passed. The red light suddenly slowly dimmed and gradually dissipated. My consciousness recovered when the light completely disappeared, and just as I wanted to run out, my whole body suddenly became limp and couldn't stop, and my consciousness blurred again...

  Until I woke up, I was still in a daze. After a while, I suddenly realized that I was actually sleeping on a bed.

  The light in the room was a bit dazzling, I looked around and found that it was a very ordinary bedroom, with a wardrobe, computer, workbench... where was the dark and gloomy three-eyed god's tomb?

  For a moment, my mind was racing, wondering where I was. I clearly fainted in the ancient tomb, but how did I end up here after waking up? Could it be that someone rescued me from the tomb? If so, then my identity as a grave robber would have been exposed, and the person who saved me might have already called the police, who are probably on their way.

  As soon as I think of the police interrogation room I've seen on TV, my heart starts racing and I seem to hear a siren downstairs. At this point, I don't dare lie in bed anymore, so I quickly throw off the covers and get up, but as soon as I sit up, I feel dizzy again, and if I hadn't supported myself with my hand, I'm afraid I would have fallen back down.

  "Where are you going?" A voice suddenly came from outside the bedroom, and then a man walked in.

  He looks about the same age as me, but is half a head taller. At this moment, he's holding a lunchbox in his hand and leaning against the doorframe with his head tilted to one side, staring at me.

  Seeing me not speaking, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, and he said: "My name is Fang You, nicknamed Oil. Hmm... as you can see, it was I who got you out of that ghostly place."

  I furrowed my brow, coughed twice and finally spoke up, finding my voice a bit hoarse: "Who are you? How did you know...know about that place?"

  He seemed to have no guard against me, walked over naturally, pulled a chair and sat in front of me, saying: "You drink this bowl of porridge first, then I'll talk to you."

  I looked at the lunchbox he handed over, and only then did I realize that it was for me. Thinking that my stomach had also been protesting for a long time, I took the lunchbox and poured the hot porridge into my mouth.

  "Slow down, no one is competing with you." He paused for a moment and suddenly came out with a sentence that shocked me: "I am your colleague..."

  "Pffft!" I was drinking porridge and suddenly choked, quickly putting down the rice bowl, coughing nonstop.

  Damn it, how could this kid also be a grave robber? Looking at him, he should be a lawyer, doctor, teacher or something. He didn't expect me to react like this, stunned for a moment, and quickly patted my back: "You can't be serious."

  I still didn't quite believe him, furrowing my brow and not saying a word as I continued to drink the congee, but thinking deeply about what to do next. At this time, Oil Subzi spoke up again: "Actually, I'm really surprised - looking at you, you're clearly just a rookie who's never been in a battle before, so how did you dare to go and disturb that Three-Eyed God's Grave?"

  I felt a bit unhappy when I heard him say that, and I glanced at him, just about to retort, but suddenly remembered that he had saved me. So I swallowed my words and asked: "You... are really a top-notch fighter?"

  "Money back guarantee." He chuckled and glanced at the lunchbox in my hand, saying: "I told you to drink slowly, life only has five years left, so we should enjoy everything well? Even drinking porridge."

  I almost spit it out this time, how did this kid know about the jade of my dad? This should be a secret between me and Uncle Liu, did he tell him? Does he know Uncle Liu?

  I thought about it again and felt that something was off. Although Uncle Liu also knew a few skilled craftsmen, I knew all of them, and they were all middle-aged or older men over 50 years old. There was no young whippersnapper like him who was around my age. After thinking for a moment, I tried to calm down and asked him in a pretentious tone, "What five years?"

  He leaned in close, pointing at his own forehead and said: "You see this damn scar?"

  I raised my eyes and looked at him, and indeed found a scar on his forehead that resembled an eye, making me think of the three-eyed god.

  Before I could even speak to him, he walked over to the workbench and picked up a mirror, handing it to me saying: "Take a look at your own forehead."

  His meaning couldn't be more obvious, and my forehead also had a scar just like his. At the moment, I was also a little unbelievable, and hurriedly took over the mirror to shine on my forehead. Who knew that after shining it, I suddenly took a big shock. On my forehead, there really was such a scar, and it was even more obvious than his, and it was actually tinged with blood red color.

  "What's going on?" I furrowed my brow and put down the mirror, with a growing sense of unease in my heart.

  His face began to turn solemn: "It's all because of that damn Three-eyed God Grave, this is a curse, if it's not lifted, we'll all die before the age of thirty."

  I feel that there is something unclear about it, the curse he mentioned seems to have nothing to do with my father's jade, but it is so similar to my situation. At this moment, I felt that this matter was not simple and asked in a hurry: "Can you say more specifically?"

  "Simply put, this thing is a curse. Anyone who is exposed to the red light of the three-eyed idol will be cursed. Whoever is cursed will have a scar on their forehead, and then they will die on their 30th birthday. It's not just one generation, but also the descendants of those who are cursed will not live past 30 years old."

  The more I listen, the stranger it feels. How come this matter is similar to my father's experience? The day my father died was exactly his 30th birthday! Moreover, he had also entrusted Liu Shu to sell the jade he brought back for a price that would make people unbelievable before I turned 30, otherwise, I would have a great disaster.

  It seems you know a lot, is there any way for future generations to avoid this curse?

  You didn't expect me to ask this, and curiously said: "Do you have children? Doesn't seem like it..."

  I shook my head and said no, just asking.

  "You must have gone to that village and stepped on a plate before."

  I said: "Yes, I know about the Demigod tribe, no, should say I know a part of it."

  Youzi said, "So you should know that the Three-eyed God's Tomb was built by the Sub-God Queen. This old witch is good at 'Jie Fa', and our kind of curse is a type of Jie Fa. In fact, the power source of Jie Fa does not come from the Three-eyed God, but comes from a 'Dragon Ball'."

  "What's a Dragon Ball?"

  "You don't know what that is, but the Ya Shen tribe calls it a Dragon Ball. In short, only by breaking the Dragon Ball can the curse be lifted."

  "I see there's hope, I quickly asked: 'So where is this Dragon Ball?'"

  "You should be worried about how to break the Dragon Ball after getting it. As far as I know, the Dragon Balls of the Yaoshen tribe are extremely hard and can only be broken with another treasure of their race - 'Jiǎo Jīn Hào'. So, we can only lift the curse if we get this thing. And what you said about cutting off the inheritance of this curse, there is a way, that is to take the 'core' of Jiǎo Jīn Hào and trade it out in an extremely unfair way before the age of 30, and the buyer must be willing to accept it, only then can we cut off this inheritance."

  As soon as I heard it, I understood. It seems that my father was indeed cursed back then and couldn't get rid of it, so he pinned his hopes on me. In that case, the jade he left behind should be the core of the Jue Di Jin Hao. But what about me? Originally, I already carried the curse inherited from my father, and now I've been cursed again by the three-eyed god statue. Is this why the scar on my forehead is more obvious than Oil's? A double curse?

  I don't know if this situation will accelerate the curse's onset, but at this moment I only feel a suffocating sensation in my chest. Suddenly, I remembered something and asked hastily: "By the way, how did you know that I'm only five years away from turning thirty?"

  Youzi heard me ask this, and suddenly became a bit embarrassed, scratching his head and saying: "When I saved you, I saw your ID card. What can I do? If you're already over thirty years old, I couldn't possibly carry back a dead person, could I?"

  I wiped the sweat from my forehead and thought to myself that this kid was quite down-to-earth.

  Then, inexplicably, I got to know You Zi. After getting familiar with him, I found out that this kid is actually quite capable and seems to be doing well in the underworld. In short, the secrets of the Ya Shen tribe had been hidden for many years, but were suddenly revealed to us, as if it was destined to be so. However, no matter what, our current priority is to find that "Jiao Jiao Jin Hao" first.