Chapter 018 Lowering the Tomb (below)

　　Clamor, several staff members and devotees, moved. 　　"I'm an agent, a juggler, inverting is not my specialty." 　　Dajinya explained while backing away. 　　Wang Kaixuan could see that the Goddess Tomb was menacing, as a human savant how could he not see it. 　　"Don't let him get away." 　　Yoko's voice steeply doubled. 　　The staff and believers of the operation, which had increased several times at once, surrounded Dajinya like a cat catching a mouse. 　　"Don't meddle, don't meddle, can't I get off?" 　　Seeing that there was no way to escape, Dajinya immediately softened. 　　The staff and believers ignored his words and went straight to work, grabbing him onto the elevator with seven hands. 　　"There's an old Chinese saying about drinking a toast without a penalty." 　　Yoko squatted down and looked at Dajinya, who was pressed to the ground, with a face full of mockery. 　　"Ms. Yoko, this is where you're wrong, it's toast to drink, not toast to drink." 　　Daikanya, who had the left half of his face pressed against the cold bottom of the lift, corrected with a smile. 　　"Nonsense, how can wine be food!" 　　Yoko stood up and stomped on Daikanya's back. 　　"Ouch! Sis, I'm really not bullshitting." 　　Dajinya was in tears. 　　This Japanese girl who had uttered 'A merchant girl does not know the hatred of her country, and sings the backyard flowers across the river' at Christie's auction house the night before was not as cultured as he had imagined. 　　"Enough!" 　　A cold, hard voice rang out. 　　No matter if it was Dajinya, Yoko, or the people around them, all of them did not move at all, even their breathing was slight. 　　"Don't waste time, immediately go down in groups." 　　Ying Caihong's cold gaze swept over the crowd, her tone not to be questioned. 　　On the side, the staff controlling the elevator immediately operated it. 　　With an unpleasant friction sound, the lift carrying Ying Caihong, Dajinya, Yoko, and a few believers descended at a speed that was neither fast nor slow. 　　"Ouch, this tomb is really deep! The owner of the tomb must be a big deal." 　　Being stepped on the ground couldn't stop Dajinya's mouth. 　　"Can you die if you don't talk?" 　　Yoko's foot pushed harder. 　　"My stomach hurts if I don't talk." 　　Daijinya gave a rare backhanded comment. 　　Yoko wanted to have a fit, but realized that the venerable master standing opposite her was looking at her with a grim face, so not only did she not have a fit, but her foot also retracted. 　　Dajinya took the opportunity to get up from the ground, swept a glance at Ying Caihong's gloomy, almost dripping face, and did not speak again. 　　As the elevator descended downward, the air became more and more chilly. Those who were not wearing much clothing shivered. Among them, Yoko in particular. 　　In the middle of the day, a dull landing sound rang out. 　　The bottom was up! 　　"I say what's wrong with you guys, taking so long to come down." 　　Wang Kaixuan, who was standing not far away, turned around. 　　Ying Caihong was the first to step out from inside the lift and looked up, a surprised expression on her face. 　　A dozen meters in front of them, a huge archway loomed, six or seven meters high, with a three or four meter high stone doorway inside that was tightly closed. From the doorway down were steps, five in total, which had been covered in various kinds of debris and dust, with a number of places already cracked. 　　On the walls on both sides of the archway were some depressions dug out artificially, some were one person high, some were nothing more than the size of a face basin, it was unknown what they were used for. 　　"Don't just look, blow the door open first." 　　Wang Kaixuan said loudly. 　　Interrupted, Ying Caihong's gaze just lightly swept towards behind him. 　　Then a staff member stepped forward and set up the explosives. 　　"Direct blasting, will it affect the stability of the tomb?" 　　Ying Caihong asked with some concern. 　　Having lived in earthquake-prone Japan, she was sensitive to instability. 　　"Impact, definitely, but there's no way, there's a mechanism on the stone door, unless the person who designed this tomb back then is present, it can't be opened properly." 　　Wang Kaixuan pointed at the stone door and said. 　　Obviously, he had already looked at it before the crowd came down. 　　Ying Caihong sniffed and didn't say another word. 　　"All cover your ears." 　　The staff who had already placed the explosives reminded as they retreated this way. 　　In this not-so-large space, the sound of the explosions would intensify, easily injuring the eardrums. 　　All of them, obediently plugged their ears. 　　Rumble! 　　The mechanism on the stone door was destroyed, dust flew up, debris flew about, and the original five layers of steps were also implicated, missing two layers, and the remaining three layers also became mutilated. 　　It took more than two minutes before the smoke and dust cleared. 　　A group of staff members once again stepped forward and combined their efforts to push the two large stone doors open. The doors that hadn't been opened for a thousand years, as soon as they were opened, a ghastly and unpleasant airflow gushed out. 　　The staff members held their breath. 　　Mark, who had never had any presence, I don't know whether it was out of curiosity or to show himself, carried an axe and rowed out of the crowd. 　　Unexpectedly, just as he reached the third level of steps, a strange change occurred. 　　A colorful gas-type monster head rushed out from the ancient tomb with a sharp wind sound. 　　"Ah, monster, monster ......" 　　Mark shrieked with a face full of fear while wielding his axe and retreating towards the back. 　　The surrounding staff, too, were scared and retreated towards the back, and some were even scared enough to pee their pants on the spot. 　　"Hey, what the hell are you swinging?" 　　Wang Kaixuan rushed forward and yanked Mark from behind. 　　Mark, who was already scared out of his mind, reflexively turned around and used the axe to chop at Wang Kaixuan. 　　Wang Kaixuan, relying on the agility practiced by years of fighting, easily dodged over, and smoothly knocked the axe out of Mark's hand. 　　"Ah, it's you." 　　Only then did Mark react, gasping for air. 　　"This is the volatilization phenomenon of a thousand year old pigment encountering the air, shame on you!" 　　Wang Kaixuan despised a glance at this legal representative who used to be in the beer house with a lofty attitude and was now scared out of his wits, and swaggered towards the front. 　　"You see, you see, this is the difference between a professional and an amateur." 　　Dajinya walked out with an exaggerated expression. 　　Wang Kaixuan, who hadn't walked a few steps, turned back and said to Ying Caihong with a serious expression, "Keep an eye on your people, and from now on, everything will be under my supreme instructions." 　　Ying Caihong nodded slightly. 　　Yoko, who was beside her, revealed an annoyed expression. 　　Da Jinya, who had walked in front of Wang Kaixuan at some point, suddenly exclaimed, "There is a stone tablet here" 　　Wang Kaixuan sniffed and walked over, took a look and didn't react much. 　　Dajinya, who had engaged in a lot of antiques and had a certain understanding of ancient things, quickly recognized the origin of the text, "This is the Khitan text, I just don't know what's written." 　　Wang Kaixuan shrugged his shoulders, and while walking towards the front, he said in a casual tone, "Thinking with my ass, I also know that what is written on it is, grave robbers, die!" 　　Dajinya heatedly smiled, got up and followed, "There are more than four words on it." 　　Wang Kaixuan ignored him, while walking forward, he used his flashlight to shine on the walls of the tomb, and colorful murals appeared. 　　"Aigoo, this mural is more than a thousand years old, this quality, if you get a piece of it to the United States, at least you can change a big yacht! When the time comes to find a few more American little girls, the sins just now were not in vain!" 　　Dajinya ran to the front of the mural and tsked.