Chapter 155
Lin Jiyuan is the strongest young person in the metaphysical world and has taken on many missions assigned by the state.
The tasks he usually undertakes are important and dangerous.
Especially since it was said in such a hurry this time, Lin Jiyuan's expression immediately became solemn.
Chen Muyang's face was also full of worry. Although he was anxious to rescue the beauty, he dared not say it out loud and had no way to disturb his senior brother.
"Stay put at Tianzhaomen and wait for me to come back." Lin Jiyuan patted Chen Muyang on the shoulder, then turned and left in a hurry.
Before leaving, he specifically asked someone to keep an eye on Chen Muyang and not allow him to go down the mountain.
Lin Jiyuan took a plane and flew to Jinyang City that same day.
Jinyang, the capital of thirteen dynasties, is a famous ancient capital of the Kingdom of Hua. It has a long history, profound cultural heritage, and numerous cultural relics and historical sites, and is known as a place where cultural relics are everywhere.
Last year, someone accidentally discovered a new ancient tomb in Jinyang, and national cultural relics workers came to the site to carry out protective excavation.
The work went very smoothly, and the entire ancient tomb was well preserved. Except for the burial pit, which had been looted by tomb robbers, the rest was intact.
The archaeologists were overjoyed, as only the main burial chamber remained, the identity of the tomb's occupant was about to be revealed, and the archaeological work was nearing its end.
But suddenly, something unexpected happened, and everyone who entered the main tomb chamber began to suffer terrible misfortune.
Due to the strange circumstances, the archaeological work had to be suspended, and the staff had even finished their work and left.
But when they got home, they found that they still couldn't escape their bad luck, as if something had stuck to them.
With no other option, they had to return to the ancient tomb and seek help from their superiors.
Lin Jiyuan was urgently dispatched under these circumstances.
"Mr. Lin." Professor Zhang warmly shook hands with Lin Jiyuan. He was the head of the entire archaeological team. "The matter is urgent, let's talk as we walk."
Lin Jiyuan nodded, noticing the black aura surrounding Professor Zhang and his group the moment he saw them.
At the same time, these people's life force is rapidly depleting, and if this continues, they will all die suddenly within three days.
Lin Jiyuan's expression was solemn. He and Professor Zhang headed straight for the main burial chamber. When they arrived outside the main burial chamber, Professor Zhang suddenly stopped.
“Mr. Lin,” Professor Zhang said solemnly, “I wonder what’s strange about this main burial chamber? All of us started feeling unwell after entering here. There were about twenty of us who went in, and three of us have died so far.”
"My old friend just passed away yesterday."
At this point, Professor Zhang wiped away his tears. The deceased was Professor Wang. The two were fellow students and had a close relationship. They had worked together for many years. Professor Wang's death was a great blow to Professor Zhang. He even regretted inviting Professor Wang to join the archaeological team.
"In short, it's best not to go in if you're not sure you can handle it. I don't want to see anyone lose their life because of this."
Professor Zhang was unaware of Lin Jiyuan's true identity. Although he knew that Lin was sent by higher authorities to deal with their strange situation, he feared that Lin might not understand the gravity of the matter and that rushing in would also bring him misfortune.
He has been an archaeologist for over thirty years and has never encountered such a situation. If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, he would never have believed that such a bizarre thing could exist in the world. He wonders if Mr. Lin has ever seen anything similar.
Professor Zhang's face was filled with worry and fear, and he felt as if all he could see was darkness.
"Professor Zhang, don't worry, I know." Lin Jiyuan smiled, showing no fear on his face.
He could tell that Professor Zhang and the others were under a curse, and to break it, he had to go in and find out what was going on.
Professor Zhang looked deeply at Lin Jiyuan's expression before finally nodding, "Alright, let's go in." But his tightly furrowed brows didn't relax at all, clearly indicating that he didn't fully trust Lin Jiyuan yet.
"Everyone get ready. Since we're going in, let's get the work done. This is probably our last archaeological excavation."
Professor Zhang loudly instructed everyone, his voice choked with emotion. The staff members around him picked up their tools, their faces showing grief and a willingness to die.
They came back with the determination to die. They didn't think too much about the consequences; they just wanted to finish their work before they died, find out the identity of the tomb's occupant, and organize and preserve all the artifacts in the main burial chamber.
Everyone looked serious. Professor Zhang went to push open the door, and Lin Jiyuan stood quietly to the side with a faint smile on his lips. He didn't say much, only that he found this group of people quite adorable.
In some ways, they are all the same: they disregard life and death for the greater good and shed their blood for their passions.
Such vibrant and sunny people deserve to leave their mark on this world.
The heavy door creaked open, revealing a dark secret passage before them.
In an instant, something seemed to rush towards their faces with a whooshing sound, bringing with it a fierce wind that tousled their hair. They could vaguely make out a terrifying human face in the wind, which pounced on them in the blink of an eye.
Everyone instinctively gasped and raised their hands to cover their faces, but Lin Jiyuan remained calm. He formed a hand seal and struck the face with it. In an instant, the face disappeared like a wisp of smoke, and the gale stopped instantly, and everything returned to calm.
Everyone looked at Lin Jiyuan in surprise, then overjoyed, their eyes filled with hope.
This guy is a master! Maybe they can still be saved!
Professor Zhang, with tears in his eyes, patted Lin Jiyuan's shoulder heavily with trembling hands, choking and unable to say anything.
No one knows how much pressure he was under. He constantly regretted bringing everyone here, but not being able to bring them back safely.
Lin Jiyuan shook Professor Zhang's hand in return, then took the lead and walked into the secret passage. Professor Zhang quickly followed, and the rest of the group walked behind.
They had all been to the main burial chamber once before, but they had only taken a cursory look and hadn't even started to study it before they all ran out because they felt unwell.
They could still feel unwell, but they endured it and began to carefully observe their surroundings, some taking notes, others taking measurements...
To be honest, the main burial chamber is nothing special. It is an ancient tomb in southern Xinjiang from about a thousand years ago, only it is larger in scale, has richer burial objects, and is of a higher standard.
They speculated that this was probably an imperial tomb.
Due to its antiquity, there are very few relics in southern Xinjiang, and most of the ones that have been discovered are like ruins. This is the first time they have discovered an imperial tomb that is so large in scale and so well preserved.
One can imagine the profound significance of the discovery of this tomb for the entire Flower Kingdom, and even for all of humanity.
They made it smoothly into the innermost part again, and everyone once again felt that familiar suffocating feeling.
It wasn't just physical suffocation, but also psychological suffocation. It was as if their entire mental world was completely shrouded in darkness and oppression, with suicidal and self-harming thoughts popping up from time to time, and their minds feeling like they were being pricked by needles.
Everyone felt like they were about to go crazy, and they were trying their best to restrain themselves and seize the time to work. Professor Zhang, on the other hand, cast his hopeful gaze toward Lin Jiyuan.
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