Chapter 10: A Blessing in Disguise?

  Outside, Peng Tianyang said with concern: "How come it's still not okay after such a long time?"

  "Sixth Brother, don't worry, I believe in Big Brother's son."

  Peng Tianyang said: "Third brother, you make it sound easy. This kid is entering the underground for the first time, and we all know how tough things are down here."

  Peng Tianyang still worried: "Or let's send a signal to our people and have him bring out the amniotic fluid."

  "Wait, we can't lose this game!"

  On the other side, Old Man Pang was also getting anxious and kept asking Jin Douzi questions. Although Jin Douzi was a master of Feng Shui, he didn't know much about what was going on down there, as he had never been down there in his life.

  Because Jindouzi remembered a sentence his master said, people who look at the feng shui and determine the dragon hole should never enter it in their lifetime. Otherwise, not only will they suffer, but also their future generations will be affected!

  When he saw Jindouzi, he couldn't say one two three come. Pang San could only pull him to one side and ask for advice from the few people he had invited himself.

  Suddenly, the people surrounding the entrance of the cave were in an uproar. Then, a head emerged from the cave entrance, and it was none other than Du Zhong, the adopted son of Pang San Ge.

  He looked extremely disheveled, his clothes were all tattered and torn, and there were several very deep scratches on his face.

  After Du Zhong came out, Pang San Ye invited several people who followed him to come out as well. Needless to say, they lost this round.

  Pang San Ye completely lost his composure, his whole body trembling with fat as he stared at the approaching Cha Qian and his men.

  Jin Duzi also saw that the situation was not good, but he didn't dare to run. Instead, he turned his eyes and walked over to Pang San Ye, whispering something in his ear again. As a result, Pang San Ye's face regained some of its former luster.

  After finishing speaking, Pang San Ye forced himself to face the gaze of Cha Qian and others: "Today, all of you have seen it with your own eyes. I, Pang Yong, am also a man who keeps his word. Although my adopted son has not returned within thirty miles, the one in Huoziying is still sleeping and hasn't come out yet. So this round is still unclear who wins or loses, and we need to wait quietly."

  Peng Tianrui heard Pang San's words and couldn't help but curse: "Damn fat ass!"

  "Then we'll just keep waiting," Zhao Qian said coldly.

  Du Zhong, who had escaped from below, also stared at the entrance of the cave, and what happened inside still made him shudder all over.

  At this time, Jiang Yun was still standing there, somewhat at a loss. He didn't know whether he should continue forward or not. His heart was now in extreme conflict. If he turned back now, it would still be possible to make it in time. Moreover, with this distance, as long as he shook the rope according to plan, the "secret bell" tied inside the rope would ring out, and the people from Huoziying would come to meet him.

  But if he goes back like this, he doesn't know whether he won or lost this round. If he loses here, not only will he be taken away by Pang San and his men, but even Zhao Qian and his men will have to leave one hand behind.

  Jiang Yunshui wiped the cold sweat that had appeared on his forehead at some point, and found that he was having trouble moving his feet, as if they were stuck in place.

  In this desperate situation, Jiang Yunshui suddenly felt something on his neck, it was the "Haozi Fu" that Peng Tianyang had given him earlier. He felt that this thing was now tightly attached to his skin due to cold sweat, and its icy feeling made Jiang Yunshui's wildly racing heart slightly calm down.

  After slowly regaining his senses, Jiang Yunshui once again felt the inner armor that Peng Tianying had taken off and lent to him. He knew how precious this inner armor was, and he also sensed sincerity and trust from Peng Tianying, so at this moment, he couldn't give up.

  Moreover, Jiang Yunshui remembered this gambling fight, which was also his own promise. He hurriedly recalled a phrase that his old mother often told him: A great man should keep his word!

  Jiang Fengshui's eyes began to firm up, he picked up another torch on the ground, looked at the illuminated place in front of him, and finally took his first step.

  As Jiang Feng continued to move forward, some shadows appeared vaguely in front of him. From Jiang Feng's angle, these shadows were actually the murals on the wall. At this moment, these murals seemed to have come back to life and all moved.

  Jiang Fengshui stopped a few steps away from these strokes, staring at the moving murals. These strokes were also extremely complex, with pavilions and towers, men and women strolling together, and even women flying up to the sky. Moreover, when these strokes moved, they would appear as shadows in the same range of light as the torches, making it seem like there were moving things on the wall on the other side as well.

  Jiang Feng finally became a bit more cautious, and lit another unlit torch first. Then he threw the one in his hand that was almost extinguished forward.

  The torch made a "whooshing" sound as it rolled forward, falling to the ground five or six steps ahead, where small flames were still slowly burning on its surface.

  Jiang Feng and Du Zhong were actually quite lucky, the owner of this tomb didn't set up a trap at the entrance, otherwise they would have died seven or eight times by now.

  However, the owner of this tomb is not a simple person. From his ability to use the air veins to blast open the shock gate, it can be seen that he was absolutely brilliant in terms of burial and layout within the tomb.

  However, Jiang Yunshui was a complete novice in this line, and he didn't know these things. He had just thought of using the torch to explore the way because he had grown some memory.

  After determining that there was nothing unusual in front, Jiang Yunshui walked forward again, this time with a significantly faster speed. However, when passing by those moving murals, Jiang Yunshui's whole body was still tense, fearing that something frightening would appear again.

  After Jiang's uneventful past, those murals also stopped with the disappearance of the torchlight, as if these murals could move and were related to the fire.

  Finally, after walking ten more steps forward, the rope tied to Jiang Yunshui's waist was completely taut, and he knew he had reached a distance of thirty meters.

  After leaving a mark here, Jiang Yunshui began to leave. He didn't want to stay in this place for another moment.

  But just as Jiang Fengshui was holding the torch and passing by the mural again, one of the trees in the mural suddenly stretched out its black branches from the wall, and before Jiang Fengshui could react, the black branches had tightly bound him.

  The trees that appeared on the wall of Jiang's water cup began to drag into the mural, and the wall surface actually started to move, just like a living thing.

  On the tree on that wall, a mouth suddenly opened at this time. The mouth looked like the tree had opened a huge black mouth to swallow the water that was being pulled in slowly.

  The fetus wanted to struggle, but its hands and feet were already tied up, and the torch had also fallen to the ground. When it wanted to open its mouth to shout, a black branch stretched out and directly blocked its mouth.

  And the pulling force from the tree on the mural also increased at this time, and Jiang Yunshui was about to be pulled into the mouth of the tree in the mural. Suddenly a cold gust of wind blew over, and then a huge head moved towards this side.

  That huge head had no facial features, and the forehead seemed to have a single horn growing out of it. Just as the torch was about to go out, Jiang Feng saw that below the huge head was an underdeveloped infant's body, and beneath this body something was moving, carrying the huge head towards him.

  Jiang Feng's eyes turned black, not just because the torch went out, but also because he was tied too tightly by the tree in the mural and fainted due to suffocation.

  After that, Jiang Yunshui had no memory of what happened, but when he woke up, he was still startled by the huge head in front of him.

  After a few breaths, Jiang Yunshui was certain that this giant head wouldn't harm him because it just stood there motionless.

  Jiang Feng quietly swallowed his saliva, and only now did he realize that the place he was in had a faint white glow, which was also why he could see the huge head not far from him.

  After glancing around the place with his peripheral vision, Jiang Feng couldn't help but swallow hard again, for he seemed to have caught a glimpse of a pearl emitting a soft white glow, which was what made this place not as dark as the outside.

  Just as Jiang Feng's extremely secretive glance was about to end, a huge head suddenly appeared below, with something like maltose that had just been boiled, sticky and elastic, which suddenly took back the bead that was originally placed on a green copper base.

  Then, under Jiang Bingshui's shocked gaze, the huge head actually handed the pearl in front of him. Jiang Bingshui was completely stunned, his eyes looked from the pearl to the extremely frightening huge head, and then returned to the pearl again.

  The thing that was holding the pearl was the black mass under this huge head, Jiang Fengshui raised his hand several times and put it down again, not daring to take the pearl from under this huge head.

  However, the giant head didn't make any other movements and just kept holding the pearl in front of Jiang Yunshui.

  Jiang Fengshui finally reached out and grabbed the pearl, and as soon as he did, the huge head below it relaxed its grip on the dark thing.

  Jiang Feng's hand holding the pearl didn't know what to do, and could only awkwardly stare at the giant head while clenching it in his hand.