Chapter 9 The First Mysterious Contact

  The tunnel has been dug through, which means that Jiang Yunshui and his team won the second round. However, this passage leading to the lower place was opened from the Shengmen, so it is necessary for someone familiar with the terrain to explore the way first before proceeding to the third round.

  Zha Qian led the people from Haoziying and Pang San's group into the cave, and it wasn't until a while later that they came out of the cave again.

  Zhou Futong saw Cha Qianzong come out and asked: "What's the situation inside?"

  Peng Tianrui and Jiang Yenshui were naturally extremely concerned, Zha Qian said: "It's probably because the vein of that place was broken, there is no deadly tomb gas in here."

  When Cha Qianzong said this, Zhou Futong and others finally felt at ease. After all, the most critical thing to enter this thieves' cave was air. It seemed that Cha Qianzong and his men had practiced a unique skill of holding their breath and condensing their energy, so entering the thieves' cave wasn't a big deal for them.

  Moreover, people like those in the tomb raiding team would put a small cage in their sleeves before entering the grave. The cage contains an ordinary mouse, which is used to scout ahead after entering the tunnel.

  The people behind can judge the situation of the wasteland by the rope tied to the wasteland. And the people invited by Grandpa Pang also have their own unique methods, but they are all mutually secretive about each other's things.

  "Zha Qian looked at Jiang Yunshui and said, 'I'll give you a sentence for this trip: "When encountering drums, don't touch; when encountering strange things, don't make contact." As long as you remember this sentence, there won't be much trouble within the 30-meter distance of entering that tomb.'"

  Zhou Futong didn't seem as indifferent as Cha Qianzong, but instead smiled and said: "There must be mechanisms in the tomb, mostly crossbow arrows, and also rolling stones, yellow sand pits and so on. So what Second Brother said is very reasonable, after you go in, don't be curious and touch things randomly, that will cost you your own life."

  After seeing Jiang Yunshui nod seriously, Zhou Futong didn't say much. Peng Tianyang pulled Jiang Yunshui's arm and warned: "Kid, you must be careful of that Pang Yong's adopted son. I think his mind is deep and treacherous, more dangerous than you who are not experienced in the world. And I want to tell you, even if this tomb is full of danger, it's still not as treacherous as human hearts."

  Jiang Yunshui hurriedly said: "Thank you for reminding me, seniors. I, Jiang Yunshui, will remember."

  But Peng Tianyao was still uneasy, turned around and fiddled with himself for a while, then turned back and took out a piece of armor.

  Zha Qian and Zhou Futong were both stunned when they saw the armor, because this armor was specially sent by their elder brother to Peng Tianrang for self-protection back then.

  Peng Tianrui placed the armor in Jiang Yunshui's hands and said, "I'll lend this to you for now. Who knows, it might just save your life."

  Jiang Feng didn't know what to say, he just held the armor and felt a warm and heavy feeling, this kindness Jiang Feng remembered in his heart.

  After both sides were ready, they were led by their respective people into the tomb, and the entrance to the tomb was not in the center of the underground grave, but another tunnel leading into the tomb.

  After the people who sent Jiang and Du down confirmed that they had adapted to the environment below, they handed over three torches and fire starters to them, and one person also gave a dagger for self-defense.

  Jiang Fengshui and Du Zhong lit the torches, and by the light of the torches, they looked around at their surroundings. The tunnel in front of them split into two paths, like a giant character had been written on the ground.

  Du Zhong took the thirty-meter rope handed over by his own people and tied it around his waist, then walked directly to the aqueduct on his left. Jiang Yunshui saw Du Zhong walking from that aqueduct, also wound up the rope, holding a torch and heading towards the aqueduct on his right.

  Darkness soon swallowed up the silhouettes of the two people, and all that could be seen was a ball of fire gradually disappearing into an even darker place.

  For Jiang Yunshui, who was entering this underground environment alone for the first time, it was impossible not to be afraid. He could even hear his own heartbeat pounding wildly due to the overly quiet environment.

  The light of the torch could only shine five steps away from him, and beyond that was oppressive darkness. The darkness behind him was like a shadow that followed his every move, and as soon as the light of the torch passed, it enveloped the area once again.

  Jiang Feng's footsteps suddenly stopped, because in front of him, within the range illuminated by the torches, something appeared, which seemed to be a tangled mass of black hair.

  In a place like this, something suddenly appeared, and Jiang Yunshui's heart sank with a thud. Thinking that this was an ancient tomb made Jiang Yunshui feel as if his head had been covered in a layer of fog.

  In the brief time Jiang Yunshui was sizing up the black hairy thing in front of him, it didn't seem to change at all, and seemed to be just a ordinary clump of black hair.

  But this thing is too conspicuous and eerie here, Jiang Yunshui calmed down and knew that now was not the time to hesitate. As long as he didn't move, the rope on his waist wouldn't change, and it wouldn't reach a distance of thirty meters. If he lost, he couldn't bear to imagine the scene where Zha Qian and others would cut off his palm.

  After gritting his teeth, Jiang Fengshui continued to move forward. He remembered the words of Cha Qianzong: "When encountering a drum, don't strike it; when encountering something strange, don't touch it." As he approached that black hairy thing, Jiang Fengshui made an effort to stick close to the side of the path and passed by with his body pressed against it.

  After walking a certain distance, Jiang's body was already soaked through. He didn't dare look back and just kept moving forward.

  As Jiang Feng's torch illuminated the range about to cross that black hairy thing, it suddenly moved, and then like a sticky skin torn from the ground, a pale face without facial features appeared!

  This thing quickly turned around, and the face without five senses was facing in the direction of Jiang Fengshui. However, this thing did not chase after him, but instead turned back again, and the face stuck to the ground once more.

  Jiang Fengshui, who was walking ahead with a nervous heart, naturally didn't know what had happened behind him and fortunately hadn't come face to face with that thing just now.

  Jiang Yunshui had to stop again on his way here, not because something appeared in front of him, but because his legs were a bit weak and the hemp cloth wrapped around the torch in his hand, which was stained with fire oil, was almost burned out, he needed to replace it with another one.

  Jiang Fengshui glanced at the rope around his waist, calculated that he should have walked about four zhangs (about 12 meters) by now, and felt a little better in his heart. If he continued to walk forward for more than this distance, it would be considered the end of this round.

  Jiang Fengshui took the torch in his hand and lit it against another torch. Just at this critical moment, a cold gust of wind suddenly blew from somewhere, causing the torch that was about to go out to struggle for a few moments before completely extinguishing its flame.

  In Jiang's hand, another torch had just been lit and was also blown out by the cold wind.

  Just as Jiang Feng was about to light the fire, he suddenly felt something blowing a cool breeze on the back of his neck. At this moment, he even felt that something had landed on his shoulder.

  Jiang Feng's torch suddenly fell to the ground, and a feeling he had never had before began to sprout in his heart.

  That cool breeze began to disappear, but the thing on his shoulder started moving towards his neck. As it approached Jiang Fengshui's neck, a chill ran through his pores and into his body.

  Moreover, after that thing touched Jiang Fengshui's neck, he could clearly feel the chill of the thing on his own neck, and this thing should not be big, and when it lightly slid over his skin, the numbness brought by the wrinkles was a tingling pain.

  That numbness and tingling sensation began to spread, starting from that small area at the back of his neck and gradually expanding.

  Jiang Feng finally couldn't help but shout out, and as he did, he felt his courage surge. He reached for the dagger attached to his waistband, and as soon as it fell into his hand, Jiang Feng let out a loud roar, lowered his head, and stabbed the dagger forward with all his might.

  But there wasn't that feeling of being stabbed by something, instead it was because Jiang Feng's stab was too swift, causing his entire body to lean forward.

  After steadying his body with a stumble, Jiang Yunshui's breathing suddenly quickened, he clutched the dagger in his hand to death, vigilantly watching the darkness around him that made one's heart and gallbladder almost burst.

  Feeling the speed of his own blood flow, as well as his breathing and mood intensifying, Jiang Yunshui was more excited than ever. Relying on his instincts, he picked up a torch that had fallen to the ground and quickly lit it with a flint.

  At the moment when the torch was lit, Jiang Yunshui was stunned there, because in front of him was hanging a huge head! This head had no eyes, nose or mouth, all sewn up, perhaps due to the long years, the skin on this head was wrinkled and stacked together, just like a horn growing right in the middle of this huge head!

  Jiang Fengshui felt a wave of contractions in her lower abdomen, and the crotch area was already slightly wet.

  But that huge head "whooshed" away in an instant, and the feeling was as if everything Jiang Yunshu had just seen was an illusion.