Ru Liu, a pomegranate tree that has attained spiritual form in the human world, is a member of the Film and Television Department in the Quick Wear Bureau.
In order to obtain spiritual energy...
Chapter 299 Ultimate Notes Zhang Qiling 32
Although they didn't enter the main passageway, Jude Kao's men escorted them up themselves, or more accurately, they were guided here by the hunched shoulders.
Although the man with the collapsed shoulders did not venture deep into the ancient tomb, he had spent decades in Banna and was skilled in martial arts, so he had a good understanding of the area surrounding the Zhang Family Ancient Building.
The new map of the mountain was eventually acquired by Fatty Wang.
After resting for an hour, they entered the correct passageway together and proceeded along the winding path.
After several hours of travel, the group arrived at a suspension bridge. Below the bridge was a bottomless cliff, and on the other side of the bridge was a tightly closed stone gate.
"There's a wall on the other side, should we go over?"
Huo Xiuxiu frowned as she looked at the dilapidated suspension bridge. Wouldn't it collapse if they walked onto it?
"Don't go over there, pull the rope down. There's a platform on the cliff face, and a passage on the other side. Use the rope to climb over."
Putting aside whether this suspension bridge, which is thousands of years old, can withstand seventeen people crossing it one after another.
Zhang Haixuan was also worried that they might accidentally trigger a trap, as there was more than one trap on the other side.
Old Gao took out a rope, and Fatty Wang asked after seeing it, "Is this rope reliable?"
"Damn, look at this rope, even fire can't burn it." With that, Old Gao took out a lighter to burn the rope.
"Go away, go away, it would be so embarrassing if it burned through."
Fatty Wang quickly stopped people from leaving. He felt a little more at ease if the fire hadn't burned. But if it had burned through, he would still have to go down in fear, which would be torture.
After tying the ropes together, everyone went down to the stone platform one after another, and then used the ropes to build a bridge to reach the passage on the other side.
Fatty Wang examined the map given to him by Lao Gao, referring to it along the way as Zhang Haixuan led him.
This is to determine if the map is correct, since Zhang Haixuan is going to leave, and at that point, they will have no choice but to follow the map.
Fatty Wang looked at the picture and noticed something was wrong. "This picture isn't right..."
“Something’s not right?” Zhang Haixuan and Zhang Qiling leaned closer.
Old Gao went over to take a look as well, and said, "That's right, there is a passage on this side of the cliff."
“Three-dimensional,” Zhang Qiling replied.
“The diagram is two-dimensional, but this is three-dimensional,” Fatty Wang said thoughtfully. “This diagram can only show where the passageways are and where the solid parts are, but it can’t show the spatial position above and below.”
"Thank goodness Haixuan was here, otherwise we would have been tricked by this mountain-sweeping map."
Zhang Haixuan twirled the flashlight in her hand and said, "Although the mountain sweeping map has some pitfalls, it also has its merits. Our overseas Zhang family does not have a map of the Zhang Family Ancient Building."
"The reason I know the road ahead is because it's the road used to send off the Zhang family members after their deaths. It's essential to find the bodies of the Zhang family members after they die."
"Whatever we find, we'll either burn it on the spot or send it to Zhangjia Ancient Building. So you'll have to walk the rest of the way yourselves. Having this mountain-sweeping map will at least make things easier."
Zhang Qiling grabbed Zhang Haixuan's hand, "It's dazzling."
The flashlight, with its light on, swirled around, hurt people's eyes, especially since Zhang Qiling was standing close by.
"Sorry, sorry, I mistook it for a flute."
Zhang Haixuan has a habit of turning things with her right hand when she's daydreaming, usually a flute. But this time, she was holding a flute in her left hand and a flashlight in her right.
"Haixuan, I feel so uneasy without you here," Fatty Wang wailed dramatically, while also wiping away imaginary tears.
"There's no other way. The Zhang family's grudge must be avenged." Zhang Haixuan chuckled lightly, sending a chill down one's spine for no apparent reason.