After breaking through the formation, Yan Jiu pushed open the door as easily as if it were her own front door.

She couldn't help but be a little surprised.

At this moment.

Chen He's laughter stopped abruptly.

Yan Jiu came to her senses: "If you don't laugh, it's my turn to laugh. This is called the law of conservation of smiles."

Everyone: "..." You understand conservation.

This moment.

The tomb door, opened by Yan Jiu, exuded a chilling aura, as if the abyss had opened its bloody maw, making Yan Jiu appear even more intimidating.

Everyone looked dazed.

The tomb door that had troubled them for so many days was opened just like that?

How can this be so unbelievable!

Just as everyone was trying to find a way to replace Yan Jiu and be the first to enter the tomb, Yan Jiu gave up her place.

Chen He wasn't happy about Yan Jiu's concession. She gritted her teeth and said, "You could clearly open it, but you deliberately pulled this stunt. What do you mean by that?!"

Her hands, which were hanging by her sides, suddenly tightened.

She stared with bloodshot eyes at Yan Jiu, who had replaced her and was now the most favored by everyone, and the hatred in her heart grew uncontrollably.

Yan Jiu said in a heavy tone, "You found out."

Chen He: "???"

Yan Jiu said sadly, "It's all because of poverty."

From the very beginning.

Yan Jiu never intended to stay out of it, because she calculated that without her, the tomb door would never be opened.

However, she was unwilling to give money unconditionally, which led to the 500,000 yuan incident.

I was thinking of 500,000.

Yan Jiu sighed softly, hands behind his back, "So, are you planning to pay by card or by credit card for the 500,000?"

Chen He tried his best not to lose his temper on the spot.

She stared intently at Qi Chen.

Qi Chen received the signal: "You were able to break through the formation so easily, and you only pretended to refuse because of the money?"

Yan Jiu nodded: "No money, no motivation."

Yan Jiu actually admitted it in public.

Chen He smiled and said, "At times like this, you have to break through immediately, since everyone is getting impatient."

With just a few words, they placed Yan Jiu on a moral high ground, as if Yan Jiu was selfish and self-serving if she didn't provide a reasonable explanation.

Yan Jiu sensed the hostility and looked at Chen He, who was stirring up trouble: "Then shouldn't you hurry up and die when you reach the average lifespan? After all, I'm also getting impatient."

Chen He choked suddenly.

Yan Jiu stood with his hands in his pockets, completely unafraid, seemingly ready to talk until dark.

Chen He's face, however, was incredibly cold and hard.

It radiated an indescribable annoyance.

Upon seeing this.

Everyone quickly stepped forward to practice Tai Chi.

The matter of breaking the formation was thus temporarily put to rest.

Yan Jiu happily counted her remaining balance after receiving the small amount of money, then gave the entrance to the crowd who were watching eagerly.

Huo Qian leaned closer and said, "They've all gone inside."

Yan Jiu shrugged: "Go ahead."

She came to the Northwest not to explore tombs, but because her senior brother might be in this area.

so.

A trip to the ancient tomb.

She doesn't care whether she's at the bottom or not.

Upon hearing this...

Professor Qin, who was standing to the side, fell silent.

After spending a short time together, she had a general understanding of Yan Jiu's personality—a typical person who would never suffer a loss.

Now they're giving up their positions.

There's a reason no matter how you look at it.

Just as Professor Qin was about to talk to Professor Lang about Yan Jiu, he noticed that Professor Lang was standing awkwardly in front of Lang Zongyi.

She went in and listened.

Old Master Lang asked cautiously, "Has the young master already requisitioned that calligraphy piece?"

Lang Zongyi's gaze remained fixed on Yan Jiu the entire time, and upon hearing this, he merely lifted his upper eyelids slightly.

Mr. Lang understood immediately.

He lowered his head in frustration.

Instructor Qin looked at Lang Zongyi: "And who is this?"

Old Master Lang became interested and said with great pride, "The Director of the Special Bureau is the young master of my family."

Instructor Qin: "..." You seem very proud.

Lang Zongyi nodded: "Hello."

Professor Qin smiled and nodded, "Did you all come here specifically to help us with our archaeology?"

Ma Weiwei handed the appointment letter to Instructor Qin.

Professor Qin pursed his lips and remained silent.

It's not that I'm unhappy.

Rather, it was the weight of this trip that made the Special Investigation Bureau mobilize, demonstrating the terrifying nature and importance of the ancient tomb.

As fewer and fewer people remained in the room.

Yan Jiu was still leisurely counting his balance.

A series of footsteps approached.

Yan Jiu looked up: "Director Lang?"

Lang Zongyi stated his conjecture: "We reasonably suspect that the tomb's occupant was General Turan of the Ming Dynasty."

Logically speaking...

Given Lang Zongyi's physique.

He shouldn't have taken the risk on the front lines.

But the trip to the forest allowed him to see the past, and his intuition told him that he had to come here.

Yan Jiu subconsciously shook his head: "Turanyi killed countless sorcerers, how could a great sorcerer go to such lengths to set up this kind of formation for him after his death?"

Lang Zongyi nodded: "Therefore, we also suspect that there is a great shaman who is on good terms with him."

Yan Jiu shook his head again.

She broke open the tomb door.

They then discovered that the formation consumed an extreme amount of spiritual energy.

and.

The power of the formation extends from the inside out.

Yan Jiu said, "This means that the great shaman not only went to great lengths to set up the array, but also locked himself in the tomb. Do you think a great shaman would commit suicide for Turan Yi?"

She did not overlook the formation of the array.

After thinking it over, I still couldn't think of any great shaman who would sacrifice himself for Turanyi.

Lang Zongyi simply said, "The patriarch of the Xuanmen sect is Wu Jiu."

Under heaven, only Wu Jiu has the ability to hide an ancient tomb in the desert for hundreds of years.

Yan Jiu fell silent.

Could these two completely unrelated people be connected?

History hasn't recorded a single thing about it.

If it really exists.

They really hid it well!

Yan Jiu asked, puzzled, "Why are you telling me all this?"

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