Chapter 48 The Belief in Ghosts and Gods 1

In the quiet palace, the light from the flashlight pierced straight through the room and shone onto the opposite wall.

Dust motes moved silently in the light.

Zheng Laoqi couldn't help but feel a little creeped out. He and his five brothers were ancestors who were bandits and brigands who also did grave robbing.

This is a quick way to make money; you might not open for three years, but once you do, you can live off it for three years.

Now that there's no war, as the saying goes, "Gold is valued in times of chaos, and antiques are valued in times of prosperity."

As times improve, the prices of these things have skyrocketed. The brothers had been scouting this place for a long time and estimated that there were many good things inside. Today, they started working and entered the cave.

In the center of the main burial chamber is a stone coffin, surrounded by numerous burial objects. Although some of them have been eroded beyond recognition by time, the remaining ones are enough for them to earn.

"Seventh Brother, shall we open the coffin?"

A thin man winked at Zheng Laoqi, clearly eager to try.

The tomb was grand and imposing on the outside, and even more exquisite inside. They speculated that the tomb owner was the ruler of a small state during the Warring States period. However, the burial objects were mostly women's items, which did not match their guess.

If it's the tomb of a male king, that's fine. But if it's the tomb of a woman, that's not so good.

Woman, also, is a variable.

Zheng Laoqi hesitated for a moment; this tomb was somewhat eerie.

The stone coffin had no patterns on it, making it impossible to guess which dynasty it came from.

From the outside, the tomb appears to be a man's, but inside are indeed a woman's belongings, which is quite strange in itself.

If it were just a small, insignificant tomb, that would be one thing, but judging from the burial goods, it must have been a large tomb. However, the stone coffin was completely undecorated; it was just an ordinary coffin.

This stone coffin looks eerie.

Those in their line of work have to be extra careful; they've seen all sorts of strange and unusual things. If they weren't careful, they would have lost their lives long ago.

These things are enough to cover their expenses for this trip; there's no need to open the coffin.

After thinking for a moment, Zheng Laoqi said, "Don't open the coffin. This tomb is a bit eerie. Let's take what we need and leave. Everyone, hurry up."

The remaining few didn't say much, silently speeding up their work. Zheng Laoqi became even more vigilant, putting in his utmost attention, feeling uneasy for some reason.

"Let's go, stop dawdling, let's go now."

After packing up most of the items, Zheng Laoqi urged the group to hurry up and leave. A chill ran down their spines, but they didn't hesitate and quickly headed for the entrance to the tomb.

Just a few steps from the cave entrance, you could see the glowing embers of the cigarettes lit by the brothers who stayed outside the cave, their orange-red glow standing out brightly in the darkness.

Zheng Laoqi, who was walking at the back, suddenly felt a chill down his spine. A clear, ethereal female voice sounded softly: "Are you all taking my things and leaving without even saying goodbye?"

It wasn't just Zheng Laoqi who heard the woman's voice; the others also heard it. Their expressions changed, and they didn't dare to turn around. They rushed towards the entrance of the tunnel.

Just a few steps away, hope lies ahead.

Then something strange happened: no matter how they tried, they couldn't get past the entrance to the tomb, which was only a few steps away.

The faces of the group changed, and sweat broke out on their faces. The youngest of them even started trembling, his teeth chattering.

The idea of ​​ghosts and gods is not credible.

However, those in their line of work do encounter quite a few strange and supernatural events.

It was the oldest, Zheng Laoqi, who remained composed. She bent her knees and knelt down with a thud, kowtowing several times.

“We brothers are ignorant and have bothered you. We will put the things back right away. Please forgive us this time. We will set up a memorial tablet for you and burn paper money when we get back. We will offer incense to you every day from now on.”

After saying that, he kowtowed three more times with great force, his forehead turning blue.

The others followed Zheng Laoqi's example, kowtowing repeatedly, not daring to even glance ahead.

"Get up, all of you, and open my stone coffin."

How could Zheng Laoqi and his men dare to open that stone coffin? They were afraid that if they did, they would lose their lives.

However, their bodies are beyond their control.

Like puppets on strings, they approached the stone coffin step by step, each of the four of them positioned in a different direction, and moved the coffin lid open.

To everyone's surprise, the stone coffin was completely empty, except for a lifelike jade cicada lying quietly inside.

The jade cicada was exquisitely crafted from the finest mutton-fat white jade. It was carved with remarkable realism, and the patterns were clearly visible. There were also traces of blood-red lines in the jade, which gave the originally gentle jade cicada a hint of evil.

They could tell at a glance that this was a woman buried alive, with jade in her mouth and blood seeping into it.

The men's faces darkened. A live burial had instilled great resentment in them, and it seemed this trip wouldn't end well.

Suddenly, clusters of lights appeared in the tomb from afar, the flames were a ghostly blue, and the atmosphere became even more eerie.

Several grown men were drenched in sweat, their breathing becoming increasingly labored, and their hearts pounding like drums.

After the entire tomb chamber was lit up, they saw a woman sitting on the jade table in front of the stone coffin.

The woman was wrapped in a wide blue robe. She was slender with a very thin waist, and wore a pair of exquisite embroidered shoes with tiny luminous pearls on them. Her toes moved slightly.

Her jet-black hair fell lightly over her blue robe, and her fair neck was delicately hidden within the robe, revealing only a glimpse of her exquisite collarbone, half-concealed, half-revealed, seemingly about to be revealed.

Zheng and his companions dared not look any longer and tried to lower their heads, but their bodies were out of control. Moreover, the female ghost opposite them was using some kind of sorcery, and they couldn't see her face clearly.

It was blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of gray fog.

The female ghost is Luo Shu.

The new world she and 5283 chose is a supernatural world.

The male and female protagonists are both descendants of Taoist families, possessing Taoist magic and talismans, and naturally also having knowledge of ghosts and gods.

Luo Shu transmigrated into the body of a ghost who had cultivated for two years.

She had cultivated for a thousand years, yet harbored resentment. She was originally a princess of a small country during the Warring States period, but the country was too weak. To curry favor with the ruler of a powerful country, her father married her off to the ruler's most beloved youngest son.

The king's youngest son was frail and bedridden for many years. He died just two days after she married him.

The king actually wanted the original owner to be buried with his son. He fed her some drugs that made her fall into a deep sleep, and then put her into a stone coffin while she was still alive. When she woke up, she was already in the tomb.

The stone coffin was heavy; how could a young woman like her push it open? She suffocated to death inside.

However, the tomb she was buried in was a feng shui treasure. The original owner was unwilling to accept this and became a vengeful ghost. After cultivating for a thousand years, she became a ghost king.

Later, her tomb was robbed, and she was released. In an instant, the world was plunged into chaos, and the Ghost King wreaked havoc on humanity.

In the end, the male and female protagonists worked together to subdue Luo Shu, a vengeful ghost, which made them famous and led to their happy marriage.

Now that it's Luo Shu's turn, she naturally can't do what the original owner did.

The original owner's actions rendered her unreasonable, even if she was right. She already had a thousand years of cultivation, enough to become a spirit in the underworld, but with that outburst, she would likely be demoted to the eighteenth level of hell and suffer a lifetime of punishment.

The original owner's experiences were a misfortune of that era, and Luo Shu had a karmic connection with her. Naturally, Luo Shu would do her best to fulfill her wishes.

At this moment, these tomb raiders became an opportunity.

She couldn't stay cooped up in this tomb forever; she needed to go out and see what the outside world was like, and look for a suitable opportunity.

"You have disturbed my slumber and stolen my treasures without permission. I am very displeased."

Luo Shu's voice was flat, but it only made Zheng Laoqi and the others more terrified. They felt a ghostly aura all around them and feared that they would die here today.

The grown men were so disoriented that they could barely stand. They cried and begged, saying they had elderly parents and young children to support, and were the sole breadwinners of their families. They begged Luo Shu to spare them, promising to repay her kindness by serving her like cattle and horses.

Luo Shu watched with amusement. Her personality had also been affected by the ghosts, and she now had a mischievous streak and liked to play pranks on people.

After the others finished crying, Luo Shu finally spoke up: "Put my treasure back where it was, and I will go out with you."

This really scared Zheng Laoqi and his men. Putting the things back was fine, since this was a risk-free business for them, and escaping with their lives was already a huge win.

But this jinx said he wanted to go out with them.

They didn't just spring from a rock; they have families and children outside. If going out would bring trouble to their families, they'd rather die here.

The group exchanged glances, their expressions resolute, conveying a sense of mutual destruction.

Luo Shu found it amusing, so she laughed along with it.

Her laughter was crisp and clear, yet it sounded even more eerie, causing Zheng Laoqi and the others' clothes, which had just been soaked with sweat and then dried, to become drenched in cold sweat again.

"Rest assured, I have cultivated the path of ghosts for a thousand years, and I am not a bloodthirsty demon. Even if I were to commit murder, could you stop me?"

Zheng Laoqi and his companions were filled with fear. What the female ghost said was true; compared to her, they were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. It would only take her life in an instant.

It was Zheng Laoqi who spoke first, his voice trembling slightly: "Then, sir, how should we get you out of here?"

"Take the jade cicada from my coffin out immediately, and I can attach myself to it."

Yu Chan lay gently inside the stone coffin, seemingly watching the group quietly.

Zheng Laoqi and his men didn't dare to look too closely. They carefully and swiftly put the treasures back in their original places.

Then Zheng Laoqi wiped his hands, wrapped the jade cicada in a piece of fine cotton cloth, and placed it in a rosewood box on the green jade table.

"Let's go."

Since the evil star had spoken, they naturally had no choice but to obey and go out.

The guy waiting outside was getting really anxious, seeing that they'd been inside for so long. He tried calling them but couldn't get a signal, so he just kept smoking outside, leaving cigarette ash and butts scattered all over the ground.

Only when he saw them come out did he relax.

It was just getting light outside, around five in the morning. They needed to speed things up; the brighter it got, the harder it was to get things done.

When Zheng Laoqi and the others came out of the tomb, before they could even speak, the man guarding outside suddenly widened his eyes, pointed tremblingly behind them, and couldn't say a word.

When Zheng Laoqi and the others turned around, it was indeed that jinx.

Under the tranquil sky, a faint glow appeared on the horizon, enough to clearly see the expressions on everyone's faces.

Luo Shu's face was as smooth as spring water, her eyebrows were delicately arched, and her eyes were bright and alluring. Her beauty was so stunning that it was captivating.

Zheng Laoqi and the others also widened their eyes; they hadn't expected this female ghost to be so beautiful.

He stared blankly for half a minute before snapping out of it. He then nudged the others with his elbow, bringing them back to their senses as well.

The man outside didn't understand why four people went in while five came out.

No, that beautiful woman's feet don't seem to touch the ground. She, she is...

The man's face suddenly turned pale, and his knees trembled slightly. Zheng Laoqi grabbed him and the group drove off in two cars.

The cars started and disappeared into the silent mountains, one after the other.