Chapter 891: Tomb of the Corpse King?

In the end, Jiang Beiyu was unable to get anyone to take a shower together.

Su Nanzhi took advantage of his silence and slipped away from under his armpit.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

There were many people climbing the mountain outside, but only these two people had the leisure to discuss the three major philosophical questions in life: what to eat for breakfast, what to eat for lunch, and what to eat for dinner.

Su Nanzhi also explained the behavior of those who went up the mountain to look for treasure, saying that they were going there to seek their own death.

In other words, they were tricked into giving themselves away.

"This tomb might have produced a corpse king. Some unscrupulous Taoist priests want to refine it into their own puppet corpse king. The corpse king needs a large amount of blood and flesh to nourish it. Perhaps they are afraid that the corpse king will not be full and will use themselves to fill its stomach, so they trick ordinary people who want to rob the tomb into coming in as food."

Jiang Beiyu paused. "So, if that's the case, are they brainless? Do they just believe what others say about whether there are treasures in the tomb?"

"It's the same principle as when three people make a tiger," Su Nanzhi said, "This tomb belongs to an ordinary person, but he's not ordinary either, otherwise he wouldn't have the potential to transform into a corpse king."

"Why is it unusual?" Jiang Beiyu asked, not understanding.

Su Nanzhi was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about his words.

"If a person experiences the loss of both parents in childhood, grows up in exile, loses his wife and children in youth, suffers injustice despite being innocent, is forced to become a bandit in middle age, gradually loses his true nature, takes three wives and four concubines, kills and robs people, steals wives and daughters, tramples on the law, murders loyal officials, betrays his country, suffers all the hardships that ordinary people endure, and does all the things that villains do, then he has a chance to become a Corpse King."

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

"The man in the tomb had at least a thousand lives on his hands during his lifetime. His blood energy is too strong, so a large amount of gold and silver is needed to suppress the evil spirit. It's not because the tomb owner is of a prominent status."

The number one thousand seems terrifying no matter what era it is.

"The gold and silver inside may be contaminated with the resentment of many other wronged souls. Even if you are able to take the treasures out, you may not be able to enjoy them alive." Su Nanzhi said.

After listening to this, Jiang Beiyu asked, "Su Xiaozhi, are you not going to save them?"

Su Nanzhi showed an expression that showed she refused to be morally blackmailed. "Everything in nature has its own laws of growth. If I rashly interfere, it would be equivalent to destroying the laws and would backfire."

Jiang Beiyu stopped talking and skipped over the topic.

He asked, "So what are we having for lunch? I'll order it here at the hotel."

Su Nanzhi: “…”

"I want to sleep." I don't even want to eat.

Jiang Beiyu put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Take a nap first. I'll call you when we get there."

When he finished speaking, he got no response, so he lowered his head again and heard the sound of even breathing in his ears.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

It’s worthy of you, Su Xiaozhi.

Jiang Beiyu hugged his girlfriend while ordering lunch and replied to several messages. Some of these messages asked where he was now. Jiang Beiyu didn't know whether he should tell them that he was out of province.

After thinking about it, Jiang Beiyu put his phone aside and pretended not to see it.

Su Nanzhi was dreaming again.

The person in the dream seemed to be Jiang Yu, but not him.

It's a bit similar to Jiangbeiyu, but not exactly the same.

The man in the dream was wearing a white robe and playing chess in a small pavilion next to a rockery near the lake.

Su Nanzhi hadn't been enjoying the other person playing chess with her for long when she suddenly heard a sharp voice from the other side: "Young Master, the Patriarch has ordered—"

(End of this chapter)