The flames surged into the sky and rolled in the cave.
Countless sharp cries rang out. The originally aggressive insect tide was now being buried in the sea of fire.
A pungent smell of roasted meat wafted out, making one feel nauseous.
"Third Uncle, we can't stay here any longer. This fire will burn the entire mountain down.”
Wang Cheng looked down.
The rising flames almost flipped him over.
This place was located deep in the mountains, with dense forests. Coupled with the dry weather, it was very easy to cause mountain fires.
At that time, not to mention returning to Hangzhou, he would probably be invited back to the police station to drink tea and burn the bottom of the mountain prison. It was no joke.
Not to mention that there were villages at the foot of the mountain. Once human lives were involved, the consequences would really be out of control.
"Quickly go down the mountain and inform the villagers to move.”
Third Uncle also thought of this.
Without any time to rest, the few of them tidied up their equipment and went into battle lightly.
Apart from Wang Cheng and Wu Xie, almost everyone else was injured. This was especially true for the man who had climbed up the tree to install the explosives and saved people back and forth. His wound had opened up again, and the white cloth was almost dyed red.
His face was extremely pale, and he was panting heavily. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"How do you feel?"
"Cold…"
Her lips were white from the cold and she was trembling as she spoke.
"Oh no, he's having a fit. We have to send him to the clinic at the foot of the mountain as soon as possible.”
Third Uncle reached out and touched his forehead. It was very hot.
In the countryside, this kind of illness was called a fever. It was a severe fever, but people felt extremely cold.
He had encountered this before and knew that he could not delay.
"Come, I'll carry you down."
Third Uncle was about to carry the man on his back.
"No need…Third Master, you guys go first. I'm fine.”
"You're still f * cking trying to be brave. What's going on now? Hurry up and come up."
"There's really no need. Third Master, you still don't know me, I've also survived from the Southern battlefield.”
He was unwilling to do so.
It was not because of anything else, but because Third Uncle was the oldest and had to travel back and forth under the tomb. His body might not be able to withstand it.
"I say, you guys, why are you still being modest at this time?”
Fatty pursed his lips." Let me do it. I don't have anything else, but my arm strength is still enough.”
"How about this, I'll trade with Fatty.”
He helped to put the scorpion on Fatty's back.
Wang Cheng said indifferently.
"Hurry up and go down the mountain.”
The few of them had experienced wave after wave in just half a day. They were extremely tense. In the end, they were completely relying on their will to travel, and they almost lost the feeling in their legs.
After crossing a ravine.
The mountain village finally appeared in his line of sight.
The few of them did not have time to rest and sent the child to the bathroom first.
The village was located in the mountains, and the traffic was inconvenient. The clinic could only diagnose a cold or a fever. Seeing the few people who barged in covered in blood, the little girl was shocked.
Fortunately, she quickly calmed down and changed the medicine for the scorpion.
Wang Cheng and the others were so tired that they almost collapsed on the ground.
When he returned to the guest house, he didn't even take a shower. He threw himself onto the bed and fell asleep.
The next morning.
Wang Cheng was woken up by a commotion.
After asking around, he found out that the mountain fire had spread yesterday and alarmed the fire brigade in the county. The villagers also took action spontaneously and went up the mountain to help put out the fire.
When he returned to the guest house, Third Uncle and the others were also woken up.
The few of them discussed.
He couldn't let others put out the fire he had set.
He casually found a device that could hold water and followed the crowd up the mountain.
When they returned to the vicinity of the cave.
Only then did Wang Cheng realize that the soil above the entire cave had melted, revealing a huge sinkhole. The Nine-Headed Snake Cypress below had disappeared without a trace, and even the bronze coffin had been burned into water.
A cordon was set up nearby, and he even saw a few people dressed as archaeologists looking for something.
He probably found something.
His actions were really fast.
Wang Cheng sighed in his heart, but his gaze subconsciously glanced into the distance.
He remembered something. When he passed through the corpse cave, he heard the thousand-year-old female corpse begging.
Now it seemed that…
He could use this opportunity to enter again.
He turned around and looked.
Third Uncle, Fatty, and the others did not notice him at all. They were carrying water buckets and desperately extinguishing the fire.
His gaze lingered on Third Uncle for a moment.
Wang Cheng sighed.
He still couldn't see through this old fox.
He seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, with too many secrets.
The purpose of entering the Lu Palace was not simple. Was the Ghost Seal that he had spent so much effort to find real? And for what?
The Ghost Seal was the key to entering the bronze door.
Could it be that Third Uncle already knew about this secret?
Wang Cheng couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to think about it anymore and took the opportunity to leave.
After passing through the dense forest, it was almost fifteen minutes later when they returned to the corpse cave.
The abandoned wooden boat was still there.
However, the boatman was already dead.
Wang Cheng didn't delay. He followed his memory and went all the way to the corpse site.
The black shadows of the corpse beetles in the water had already disappeared, and the corpse cave was so silent that it made people panic.
"You're here!"
As soon as he arrived, a voice sounded in his ear.
The white-robed female corpse was still sitting in the middle of the corpses, leaving only her back view. She looked indescribably sad.
"I'm here."
Wang Cheng nodded.
He didn't know if he could communicate like this, but his subconscious told him that the female corpse could understand him.
"I can feel my sister's aura on you…She should be free now.”
Younger sister?
Wang Cheng immediately thought of the female corpse on the altar.
At that time, he felt that their faces were extremely similar. It seemed that he had guessed correctly.
"I thank you on behalf of the Rain Clan."
Then, he saw.
The female corpse turned around and knelt down before him. Two streams of bloody tears fell from her eyes.
He didn't know how painful it was to be turned into a corpse puppet and trapped underground for more than two thousand years, unable to even enter the cycle of reincarnation.
"Who trapped you here?"
"Descendant of Chiyou, Tie Miansheng!"
His voice was filled with intense resentment.
Mr. Iron Mask?
The image of the walking dead killed by the little brother appeared in Wang Cheng's mind.
He was a descendant of Chiyou?
For some reason, Wang Cheng suddenly had a premonition that perhaps the Lu Imperial Palace was just the tip of the iceberg. The secrets hidden in the dark were far more than that.
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