Chapter 10 [Cursed Treasure]
“Remember when we used explosives to blow up the cracks in the rocks.”
Yang An explained simply without giving too much away.
“The Zagrama Mountains are originally full of rock cracks and are not very stable. There are also large holes like the Ghost Cave Abyss inside, which can easily cause collapse.”
“We use explosives. Exploding the cracks in the stone is equivalent to making a small hole in the porcelain that is already cracked and about to break.”
"We are also lucky. The mountain did not collapse directly, but the two earthquakes just now were more severe than the last. This shows that the entire Zagrama Mountain is slowly collapsing."
"I guess, maybe the prophet I have seen this scene a long time ago, so I built a mausoleum here specifically to wait for us and guide us.”
“So we have saved ourselves.”
Yang An's guess was confirmed by Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang.
Hu Bayi lamented that he had underestimated this small capitalist from the United States before, and he still had two skills. At least he had not thought of this level.
But the problem comes again.
Hu Bayi glanced at the three stone cracks that appeared, frowned and said: "But there are three stone cracks, they can't all be the way out, right? The prophet also asked us to choose one of the three? Could it be another test? "
Yang An took a look at the prophet's body that was originally holding the stone box, but now it fell to the ground, and the hand holding the stone box was pointing to the left and cracked. of large cracks.
Shirley Yang followed Yang An's gaze and suddenly understood: "It's true, the prophet has given us revelations!"
The fat man slapped his thigh.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go."
As he said that, the fat man raised his hands to the prophet again: "Grandpa Prophet, you are really powerful. When I go out, I will burn incense and pray for you day and night. Let's leave first. "
Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang knelt down and kowtowed three times before preparing to leave. At this time, the entire tomb began to gradually collapse.
Cracks also began to appear in the ground, and gravel fell from above the head, shaking violently, which once again proved that Yang An's guess was correct.
“Let’s go!”
Hu Ba11 took the lead and went to help Professor Chen up, but he had a problem, so he turned around and asked everyone: "What should I do with the body of Team Ye? It's not appropriate to just throw it here, right?"
There was Yang An just now. Shocked, Ye Yixin's ghost did not dare to possess Professor Chen.
Hu Bayi still didn’t know that Professor Chen would almost steal the sheepskin book, and everyone might be buried here forever.
Now Hu Bayi relented and wanted to take Ye Yixin's body away.
However, he did not act immediately. Instead, he looked at Yang An, which was obviously waiting for Yang An to speak.
Yang An was a little hesitant. Ye Yixin almost killed everyone, and at the last moment of the original work, he tore off the parchment booklet, so that Hu Bayi and the four of them were drowned in the sea of sand.
Thinking of this, Yang An was ready to refuse. Ashes to dust, dust to dust, let her sleep here.
But something unexpected happened.
As if he knew they were leaving, Yang An noticed an illusory floating ghost not far from Ye Yixin's body.
It’s Ye Yixin!
She was lingering, not daring to get close, but her face was full of pleading.
Fatty Wang waited for a long time but still wanted to urge him.
But Hu Bayi waved his hand to stop him.
"Shh"
Hu Bayi stared at Yang An closely. He noticed that Yang An was looking next to Ye Yixin's corpse, with his focused eyes and the golden light in his eyes. .
Who is Yang An looking at?
The answer is ready to come out - it is Ye Yixin's soul!
Hu Bayi didn't believe this at first. He was a staunch materialist warrior. Unfortunately, the world itself is not materialistic.
"Wait a minute, don't be impatient, fat man.."
And what about Yang An.
He looked at Ye Yixin who was kneeling on the ground, shedding blood and tears, silently begging him to take her body away.
I also have mixed feelings.
This little girl had a great time of youth. They had been together for more than a month and were considered friends. Who thought that they were about to leave, but they lost their lives here.
Yang An recalled that when they first met, Ye Yixin wore a braid and was as shy as he said hello. Forget it, take her away.
Yang An is now considered an extraordinary person in size, and has four times his original physical fitness, so it is not difficult to carry him around.
But one thing must be made clear.
"Team Ye, I can take you away, but I can only do my best. If things cannot be done, if you want to bury me with you, don't blame me."
Yang An's expression was serious, he didn't I am opposed to helping others, but I will never drag myself to death by helping others.
Hearing this, Hu Bayi's heart palpitated.
He was just guessing just now, but after it was confirmed that there was indeed a ghost staring at them, Hu Bayi still had a chill down his back.
The city is better. He doesn’t want to stay in this damn place any longer.
Ye Yixin's soul nodded in surprise, and then tentatively moved towards Yang An.
The golden light from Yang An's eyes did not hurt her again this time, but slowly eliminated the resentment entangled in her who died unjustly.
Wisps of black energy disappeared.
Ye Yixin's ferocious face and twisted neck gradually returned to their original shape, and even his body became much more solid.
Seeing that Ye Yixin no longer looked like a ghost, Yang An stopped wasting time and stepped forward to lift Ye Yixin's body easily. The weight of more than a hundred kilograms was as light as nothing in his hands, and he carried it on his shoulders.
“Let’s go!”
The group of people stumbled and ran out.
Walking all the way through the crack on the left, after walking a few steps, the long-lost sunlight shone down, very dazzling. The top of the head was no longer a dark rock, but turned into a light blue sky.
The exit of the crack is less than a few meters up to the top of the mountain.
This time, Ye Yixin's body no longer caused trouble to everyone.
On the contrary, this act of kindness also brought good luck to everyone.
The shaking of the mountain is not too violent.
Until everyone climbed to the top of the mountain, Yang An was finally dragged up by Hu Bayi and Fatty.
The next moment!
"Boom!!!!"
The entire mountain could no longer hold on and began to shake violently. Countless cracks appeared like spider webs, and black gravel rolled down. There was a loud roar.
"Little Master Yang, how should we run next?"
Hu Bayi took a breath and came out, but he was still far from safe.
After seeing the extraordinary power displayed by Yang An, Hu Bayi was completely convinced by him, and would hand over the leadership to Yang An.
Yang An took a breath and stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the golden sand sea in the distance, a romantic but dangerous and terrifying scenery.
Then he licked his still chapped lips and took out the sheepskin booklet left by the prophet from his pocket.
Get ready to throw off the cliff.
But he was snatched away by the fat man with sharp eyes and quick hands.
"Fat man! What are you doing!" Hu Bayi scolded in annoyance. Fatty is good at everything. He has nothing to say when he is a brother. He will save his family even if he sacrifices his life.
But just one thing, greed for money!
"Old Hu, Mr. Yang, this is a sheepskin booklet from a thousand years ago, and it contains so many ancient texts. This is a good thing, you can't throw it away!"
The fat man was bitter, This time he went out and it was as empty as a mountain of treasure. He might not come back empty-handed again. He would be very reluctant to put the sheepskin book in his arms.
Before Hu Bayi could persuade him because he hated iron, Yang An stopped Hu Bayi. He had a way to make the fat man hand over the sheepskin book obediently.
"Fat man, remember what it said in the Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty."
"This land, along with all the wealth underfoot, is cursed wealth. Greedy people who take away wealth will be endlessly cursed." The sandstorm is buried in this land of death. "
"What if you take this thing away and you are cursed? Do you want to die in the desert like those mummies?"
Listen? At this point, the fat man was not greedy at all. Without waiting for Yang An's instructions, he threw the precious sheepskin book in his arms down the mountain like a hot potato.
(End of this chapter)