On their way in, they saw mostly heavy objects, such as bronze ornaments, and even the jade pieces were enormous.
The group didn't find anything good, and when they saw the corpse, they wanted to pick up some cheap loot, but without Jiang Fu's orders, they dared not make any rash moves.
Jiang Fu concealed his disdain and slowly said, "The good stuff is all in the Ghost Mother's underground palace. Let's hurry up and talk about it once we get there."
It was already noon, and there were still several hours until sunset. Once the sun went down, lighting would be inconvenient, and it was hard to say what might happen then.
“Brother Jiang, how do you know the items are in the underground palace? Although I’m not an archaeologist, I’ve heard people say that the Ghost Mother Kingdom was destroyed. What if everything was taken? I think we should take it now if we can.”
Jiang Fudao said, "Although the Ghost Mother Kingdom was destroyed, according to legend, it was protected by the Panlong. The moment the enemy attacked the Ghost Mother Kingdom, the Panlong was enraged and triggered an avalanche, burying the entire Ghost Mother Kingdom. You know, all legends have some basis. The palace gate we just entered through was completely closed, which means that when the enemy attacked, the Ghost Mother had already sealed the entire palace, and it was impossible for outsiders to enter."
"Brother Jiang, you're amazing! I admire you so much. You can deduce the general situation from the slightest clues. You truly are a genius."
Jiang Fu continued, "The ancients valued death more than life. We only saw large items in the palace, not small ones. I guess that when the kingdom was destroyed, the Ghost Mother must have directed everyone to take everything to the underground palace. The good stuff is there. You won't find anything on these lower-level slaves, so don't waste your time."
"Slaves? These are all slaves?"
Everyone was somewhat surprised.
Jiang Fu added, "Judging from their body postures, they must have starved to death."
Upon thinking about it, everyone's expression immediately changed.
If the Kingdom of the Demon Mother Goddess is truly buried by snow, it wouldn't be surprising if the people in the palace couldn't get out and starved to death there.
"You poor wretch!" someone spat.
Ming Xiao frowned as he looked at the messy corpses, suppressing a hint of panic in his heart, and continued walking forward with the others.
Suddenly, a pebble flew out from somewhere.
The pebble struck the dragon claw on the huge coiled dragon pillar in the very center of the hall with perfect accuracy. The dragon claw was forced inward by the pebble, and with a "thud," a rumbling sound echoed throughout the hall.
Everyone was stunned.
Jiang Fu looked around. The pebble wasn't launched by one of their people, so it could only have been Gu Peng or Shen Lanshang?
No!
Gu Peng was afraid of death and should have left the ancient city long ago.
That is, Shen Lanshang!
The pebble she threw must have hit some kind of mechanism; her understanding of the Ghost Mother Palace must be extremely deep. Jiang Fu felt a moment of fear.
"Run!" he shouted.
The crowd hurriedly followed him and rushed forward.
Behind them, a huge dragon head suddenly turned to them, flames bursting from its eyes and its mouth suddenly igniting. Then, a massive fire dragon spewed out of its mouth and flew towards the group.
The fireball struck swiftly, hitting the person running at the back of the pack.
The man was suddenly engulfed in flames, screaming and rolling on the ground, but the fire seemed to have a spirit of its own and could not be extinguished no matter what he did.
"Quickly help him put out the fire!" Jiang Fu shouted, and then a second fireball came hurtling towards them.
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