Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 256: Gifted, no wonder

Professor Zhang’s appearance left me stunned.

Before I came here, Professor Zhang was lying on the hospital bed completely unconscious, like a vegetative state.

How could he appear here?!

No, this is not Professor Zhang!

Denial came into my mind.

But when I looked at his face with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping soundly, I was very sure in my heart that he was Professor Zhang.

This contradictory feeling makes me feel very uncomfortable.

Who is he? !

I stared at the face with my eyes wide open.

Because I stared too hard, I felt a tearing pain in the corners of my eyes.

My eyes gradually became sore and tears began to flow.

Tears blurred my vision.

Strangely enough, I could see more clearly at this time.

The scarlet mist surrounding Professor Zhang's head became a little more transparent in my sight.

Now I could clearly see countless scarlet threads extending from the Baihui acupoint on Professor Zhang’s head.

Each thread is connected to a crying and wailing head.

This scene gives me the creeps!

What exactly did Professor Zhang go through?

Why are there so many threads growing out of his head, connecting to these resentful heads?

Could his unconsciousness be related to the strange scene before his eyes?!

I think I'm almost finding the root cause of Professor Zhang's coma.

"Huh?!" Huang Ziming exclaimed in surprise.

He stared at me in surprise.

He slowly raised his finger and pointed it at my eyes: "You have reached the third level of the Qi-gazing Technique without any teacher."

"Ok?"

I suddenly realized that the feeling of seeing more clearly when my eyes were filled with tears was actually the third level of the Qi-gazing technique.

"You are truly gifted."

"If I were still alive, I would definitely accept you as my apprentice."

"It's a pity that we don't have the fate of master and apprentice. You will soon become a dead ghost."

"Even our souls will be imprisoned by this ghost."

Huang Ziming sighed and sat cross-legged on the ground again.

I still have many questions in my mind that have not been answered.

So he asked, "What on earth is this ghost?"

"I don't know what it is either."

"I only know that its red thread can seduce and bind souls."

"If a soul is hooked by the red thread, it will be imprisoned in the scarlet aura like the ghosts of those who died unjustly, and become a source of nourishment."

"Your friend who was captivated by it is the best example."

Huang Ziming pouted towards the water surface.

I then noticed that there was a scarlet thread stuck in the water connected to Zhao Ziang's head.

Only half of Zhao Ziang's head was exposed above the water, and he was hidden in a blind spot outside the emergency light, so Cui Hao and the others didn't notice him.

I also continued to use the Qi-gazing technique to follow the scarlet thread and saw Zhao Ziang hiding in the water.

He looked like a fish with a fishing line hooked around its head.

This should be what Huang Ziming said, being hooked.

At this time, Wang Hu at the entrance of the cave seemed to have discovered danger.

He retreated while looking around, as if trying to find a safe place to hide.

When he turned his head to look at me, he was stunned.

His mouth opened in surprise.

He quickly lowered his head and pretended not to see us, then moved and stood behind the stone mill.

I don’t know whether he was afraid of my soul leaving my body, or of Huang Ziming standing next to me.

Huang Ziming narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang Hu, muttering in a low voice: "Strange, it's a ghost that died not long ago, and its grudge is not that great."

"How could this lonely ghost appear here?"

Through this brief contact, I feel that Huang Ziming is still worth uniting with.

At least he knows more than us.

He also knows the art of looking at qi.

If we can unite him, at least we can get more guidance.

So I took over the conversation and talked about what had just happened: "He must have been summoned by a spirit. Just now, Ma Si lit seven white candles made of corpse oil..."

I quickly recounted what happened after I entered the cave, picking out the important parts.

Huang Ziming frowned after hearing this.

"its not right!"

"After I died, my soul has been here watching outside."

"I didn't see the guy you mentioned, Su Sheng, who was the one with a human head and a snake body over ten meters long."

"A fellow that big can't possibly escape my Qi-viewing technique."

"But the Taoist Master Zhang you mentioned did indeed go down the river from here."

I was stunned.

Didn’t Su Sheng pass by here?

its not right!

There are no forks in the road along the way, so how could we not have passed by here?

I glanced at Huang Ziming.

He looked natural and didn't look like he was lying.

Is there a secret passage under the water?

As I was making random guesses, Huang Ziming continued, "The situation in the cave is very complicated."

"That Ma Si you mentioned, even if he had extraordinary talent, he couldn't have planned such a big scheme."

"unless……"

Huang Ziming came to the key point and kept the audience in suspense again.

"Unless what? Just tell me!" I urged.

"Unless his ancestors had been making arrangements in this cave for several generations, spending several generations or even hundreds of years, they could have raised that weird thing outside."

"Hiss!" I gasped.

Taoist Priest Zhang had said before that his master had been here with a wizard from western Hunan.

In the end, the Xiangxi wizard tried his best to send Taoist Master Zhang away, but he himself fell into the cave.

If you think about it from a conspiracy perspective.

Could the death of the Xiangxi wizard be a fake?

He used Master Zhang to enter the cave, then faked his own death and stayed here to make arrangements...

Many things simply cannot withstand thought.

Once you think about it carefully, it must be terrifying!

I was surprised by my own thoughts.

But the more I think about it, the more possible it seems.

Otherwise, how could Ma Si be so familiar with this place and make so many arrangements in advance.

Huang Ziming continued, "When I looked through the reported information before, I felt that the deaths of those university professors were very strange."

"Now it seems that their deaths were most likely a setup by Ma Si."

"This Ma Si has big plans!"

"Do you know what he is planning?"

Huang Ziming's lazy gaze suddenly became extremely sharp.

That look was like a sharp knife, piercing into my heart through his eyes.

I lowered my eyelids to avoid his gaze.

Just as she was about to speak, he sneered, "Don't bother making up lies."

"Tell me everything, then I can find a way to help your brothers leave alive."

"Don't you want to watch them die one by one in front of you?!"

The words I was about to say were instantly stuck in my throat.

Of course I couldn't watch Cui Hao and the others die in front of me.

As long as there is a one in ten thousand chance, we will do our best to keep them safe.

"Ma Si, I want to enter the tomb of the gods to find the altar."

Huang Ziming shouted, "Altar?!"

“There’s actually an altar from the God’s Tomb here!”

"No wonder, no wonder it's like this!"