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Later, when Second approached Wang Er Gou, he found that he could no longer move.
Second was stunned and quickly checked Wang Er Gou's breath, discovering that he had already passed away. Although Wang Er Gou was despicable at this moment, his death left a sense of discomfort in their hearts; one could say they felt a bit sad.
Too many people had died along the way.
Third crouched down to examine Wang Er Gou's condition. Second asked Third, "How did he die?"
Third slowly stood up and replied, "He was poisoned with a slow-acting toxin."
Seven cursed angrily, "It must be that bastard Zhou Li, damn him."
Third sighed and remained silent.
Second said, "Let's find a place to bury him." He picked up the body of Da Feng from the ground. At that moment, he truly felt mentally and physically exhausted.
Tired, after experiencing so much, all he wanted now was to resolve these matters. Third shared the same sentiment.
There was an unused coffin in the Front Hall; they decided to bury Er Gou there. No one objected to this suggestion.
However, the 'Six Coffins Burial Feng Shui' had not been fully explained. If they recklessly buried a stranger inside, would any unforeseen events occur? But now the three of them were beyond caring about such details.
Upon reaching the Front Hall, Third opened the coffin lid. It seemed as if something had changed within the coffin, but what exactly had changed was hard to articulate. Seven directly placed Wang Er Gou's body inside the coffin and then closed the lid.
There were still three unopened coffins.
Second remarked, "There must be an empty coffin; let's find one for Da Feng too!"
The three of them began to walk toward the so-called Rear Hall. Beyond the Rear Hall lay a tomb chamber, where another coffin rested.
In this environment, the fear that once gripped them had faded away, replaced by a sense of calm acceptance. Indeed, once a person views life and death with indifference, there is little left in this world that can instill fear.
Without a word, Seven stepped forward to the coffin, ready to open it, but was halted by Third's voice.
"Better to be cautious," Third advised.
Seven lightened his movements.
Before him lay a crimson coffin, and just as Seven was about to act, a sudden chill swept through the air, causing everyone to pause in surprise.
Then they quickly regained their composure.
Suddenly, their footing faltered, and they felt themselves drifting into unconsciousness.
In his slumber, Third found himself dreaming. He stood on an endless expanse of land, surrounded by desolation. During the day, the vegetation grew wildly, only to be consumed by darkness at night.
In the shadows, he seemed to hear someone calling his name. Yet when Third sought the source of the voice, it became increasingly elusive.
Eventually, all the plants withered away. After what felt like an eternity, new life began to sprout slowly from the ground.
As Third reached out to touch it, the growth intensified even more.
Lying on the ground, he noticed that the vegetation around him was more vibrant than that in the distance, and beneath him, the plants had grown tall enough to lift him up.
Upon realizing this phenomenon, Third placed his hand on a modest flower. Instantly, it flourished into a lush patch of grass.
Just as he marveled at this transformation, a torrent of water surged from the horizon, and in an instant, everything vanished.
When he woke up, he found himself splashed with cold water.
At that moment, they were no longer in the ancient tomb.
Second Seven also gradually regained consciousness. They noticed a group of people surrounding them, all dressed in black cloaks, their faces obscured.
Just then, an Aged voice spoke up, "You finally woke up."
Before anyone could respond, Xin Shui Su stepped out from the crowd.
Xin Shui Su asked, "Are you alright?"
Third replied with a somewhat cold tone, "How did we end up here?"
Instead of Xin Shui Su, it was the Aged voice that answered, "We rescued you." He gestured towards a corpse lying on the ground. "I've taken care of those who wanted to harm you."
Everyone turned their gaze to where he pointed. Zhou Li lay on the ground, his face ashen and devoid of color. It was clear to them that he was dead.
Silence fell among them until Third finally asked, "What is your purpose?"
The Aged voice coughed a few times before responding, "It's simply to protect you." As he spoke, Third glanced at Xin Shui Su, hoping to glean some information from his eyes.
But he was disappointed; Xin Shui Su offered no hints. The people standing nearby were as silent as if they were mute.
The Aged voice continued, "I have dealt with anyone who posed a threat to you along the way."
Everyone was taken aback. Could there still be hidden dangers?
"Who else did you kill?" Second asked.
Aged's voice replied, "Your 'big brother.'"
Upon hearing this, a chill ran down Second's spine, and he muttered, "Big brother, it was you who killed him."
Aged's voice confirmed with a sound of agreement.
Second nearly stood up to confront him, but an overwhelming sense of weakness washed over him.
"Don't be hasty," Aged continued. "In fact, your big brother has been dead for a long time. But the killer wasn't us; it was one of you."
The group exchanged glances. Second responded directly, "Impossible."
Aged's voice clarified, "Of course, it wasn't one of the three of you. It was Eighth."
Everyone felt incredulous. Eighth? Seven murmured, "Wasn't he already dead?" Aged's voice explained, "Actually, it was your First who died."
"When your big brother let go of the rope, his fate was sealed."
"Afterward, Eighth imitated your First; he had been plotting this for a long time."
They all recalled that night and realized they had overlooked a crucial detail: their physical prowess made it unlikely for them to die so easily.
Moreover, the reason he had refused to reveal the truth was that he trusted his big brother too much, which led to this blind faith.
Second felt a mix of anger and guilt within himself. How could he have been so careless back then?
"Has that beast been killed by you?" Second asked.
Aged replied, "Yes."
Second performed a deep bow to him. Everything was understood without words.
Seven felt a wave of emotions, realizing that such a significant mystery lay buried nearby. He followed Second and bowed to the man as well.
Afterward, Second inquired, "What exactly is that bastard's identity?"
Aged's voice responded, "He is merely a pawn. Not worth mentioning."
Second did not press further.
Third turned to the man and asked, "Who are you really?"
Aged's voice chuckled a few times, and when the hood of the cloak was pulled back, everyone gasped in surprise.
It was Wang Er Gou's Uncle.
Seven stammered, "You’re not… that one." His words were somewhat jumbled.
Second looked at him with confusion; he was just the guide who had led them up the mountain—Wang Er Gou's Uncle.
But when Third spoke, the astonishment of both men instantly cooled down.
"You must be Wang Sanguan!" Third declared.
Aged's voice chuckled, "I still can't hide anything from you! After all these years, you remain as wise as ever."
Third had been repeating Wang Sanguan's words in his mind for so many years.
Wang Sanguan laughed a few times and said, "Let's not bring up the old matters of those days."
At that moment, Xin Shui Su stepped forward and said, "Get ready; it's time to act!"
"Act?" Third asked again.
"Yes," Wang Sanguan replied. "The matter from back then was only half completed."
Second and Seven looked at Third in surprise, as if they had begun to grasp some clues. That year... how long ago was it? It seemed like quite a while had passed since then.
Wang Sanguan addressed Second and Seven, saying, "I have already reburied those two. That place was not suitable for them."
The two naturally knew where he was referring to. Those few fiery red coffins were not meant for ordinary people.
They felt relieved; as long as they were properly buried, that was enough.
Many things do not unfold according to one's wishes.
Wang Sanguan continued, "The matters ahead are not something you can participate in. You should descend the mountain now."
The two exchanged glances with Third, who seemed to have lost some words and simply looked at them. Everything was unspoken yet understood.
They did not want to become a burden to Third, so they agreed to this request.
Wang Sanguan pointed out a path for the two of them, and they began their descent down the mountain.
Remaining were Third, Wang Sanguan, and Xin Shui Su. The rest must be Wang Sanguan's followers.
Third watched the two disappear from view, feeling a wave of relief wash over him. At least this time he hadn't dragged them into trouble; he hoped they would live well in the future.
Taking a deep breath, Third turned his gaze back.
Wang Sanguan comfortingly said, "They will be just fine. I've made arrangements, so don't worry!"
At that moment, Wang Sanguan was completely different from the way he had been when they ascended the mountain. He seemed rejuvenated, speaking without the accent of the mountains, and his demeanor was more composed.
Third replied, "I hope so."
He then turned to Xin Shui Su and asked, "You already knew about this, right?"
Xin Shui Su nodded. She understood that he might harbor resentment towards her. However, Third's words brought her peace: "I understand your difficulties."
It felt as if Xin Shui Su had let go of something within her.
Many things are like fleeting smoke; past events dissipate into nothingness. Speaking of them only adds a touch of sentiment in one's heart—why not let go? This way, one can find a bit more tranquility.
Third asked again, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"
Wang Sanguan was about to speak when someone whispered a few words in his ear. His expression changed slightly but quickly returned to normal.
He turned to Third and said, "Let's go; we can talk while we walk."
At that moment, the sky was clearing up, and everything in the world was clear, at least without any concealment.
A person was leading the way ahead, the one who had spoken to Wang Sanguan.
Third looked into his eyes.
Xin Shui Su walked alongside him. It seemed that Xin Shui Su knew what he was about to ask and said, "He is the leader of the archaeological team from before."
Third felt a slight surprise in his heart and then said, "Your arrangements are quite meticulous."
Xin Shui Su replied, "This has nothing to do with me; I am just like you."
Upon hearing this, Third responded, "Just like me."
"Yes," Xin Shui Su confirmed.
Third had intended to ask something else but thought better of it and refrained. However, there was still one matter that remained unresolved: what exactly was 'Six Coffins Burial Feng Shui'?
After Third posed this question, Xin Shui Su said, "It's just a rumor; after all, no one has verified its authenticity!"
"But..." Third began.
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