125: The patterns on everyone's bodies

They were all shocked by the scene before them.

Inside the Archaeology Academy.

The professors stood up from their chairs in unison after seeing the cultural relics, their eyes filled with surprise as they watched the Live Stream Room.

"A terracotta army?"

"There really is a terracotta army?"

"The workmanship is so exquisite; the noses and eyes look just like real ones..."

The professors were shocked upon seeing these images.

This terracotta army was definitely a valuable historical relic; these items would all have to be sent to a museum for exhibition.

This was a product from a thousand years ago, finally allowing a connection to ancient history.

Compared to the previous clay figures, these were in a completely different league.

"The preservation of this terracotta army is so complete, there isn't even a bit of damage."

"Of course, ordinary people can't get to this place. Anyone wanting to come here to steal relics would be killed before they could even try."

"This is also thanks to Ye Bai. If not for him, we wouldn't be seeing these things."

The professors felt even more grateful toward Ye Bai.

Professor Guo and Professor Qian's expressions weren't very good as they looked at the Sacrificial Altar.

With this Sacrificial Altar appearing here, who was being sacrificed to?

Inside the Tomb.

Zhang Dada and Cai Xukun's eyes went wide when they saw the terracotta army.

However, their hands occasionally scratched at their shoulders.

"This is a terracotta army! If we got these out, they'd definitely be worth a fortune, right?"

Huang Zitao spoke this way, but there was no greed in his eyes; it was more like he was stating a fact. His hand occasionally scratched at his shoulder as well.

It seemed like there was something on his shoulder.

"Is it just about the money? It has historical value that money can't estimate. Most importantly... these are cultural relics."

As Hua Chenyu spoke, he also occasionally scratched his shoulder with his hand.

He was thinking about something else: they were the first celebrities to discover these historical relics.

This status would be a mind-blowing existence in the entertainment industry.

Yang Chaoyue, Bai Lu, and the others also occasionally scratched at their shoulders.

Wu Jing and Yang Mi were the same; they were currently scratching their shoulders from time to time, feeling bursts of stinging pain.

"Sister Mi, what's wrong? Why do you keep scratching your shoulder?"

Reba noticed that Yang Mi had scratched her shoulder more than once.

"I don't know what's going on. I feel like my shoulder is itchy and a bit painful."

Yang Mi scratched it a few more times as she spoke.

"I also feel like my shoulder is itchy, as if bugs are crawling on me, but they can't just be crawling on my shoulder!"

"Maybe let me take a look?"

"Me too!"

Bai Lu, Yang Chaoyue, and Meng Ziyi were also scratching their shoulders. Finally, the three decided to take off their outer jackets.

They were wearing camisoles underneath anyway, so there was nothing inappropriate about it.

Just as Yang Chaoyue and Bai Lu took off their clothes, they saw a red eye-shaped pattern on their shoulders.

Furthermore, this pattern was glowing red, appearing very clearly on their fair shoulders.

"Why is there an eye? Did you get a tattoo?"

Bai Lu looked at the pattern on Yang Chaoyue's shoulder, stunned, and the words slipped out subconsciously.

"How could I possibly get a tattoo?"

"When did a tattoo appear on my shoulder?"

Yang Chaoyue shook her head and hurriedly turned to look at her shoulder, indeed seeing a faint red pattern.

"Bai Lu, why do you have one on you too?"

Meng Ziyi also hurriedly looked at Bai Lu's shoulder and found an eye pattern there as well.

"Huh?"

Bai Lu subconsciously looked at her shoulder, seeing only a faint pattern.

"How could I..."

Before Bai Lu could finish her sentence, a burst of stinging pain came from her shoulder, and the pain became increasingly obvious.

As the patterns appeared on Yang Mi and Bai Lu, Zhang Dada, Wu Jing, and the others also subconsciously took off their clothes, only to find that the same patterns had appeared on their shoulders as well.

"What is this? Why is there an eye on my shoulder?"

"I have one too!"

"It's the same on my body, what's going on?"

Cai Xukun and Hua Chenyu were visibly panicked. They tried to rub it off with their hands, but before they could, a stinging pain flared up.

However, this stinging pain vanished in less than five seconds.

"Did we bump into something and get it stamped on?"

Zhang Dada touched the eye tattoo on his shoulder again. When he felt nothing more, he couldn't help but speculate.

Perhaps it was caused by bumping into something back at the ghost avoider.

They were all extremely nervous at that time, so it was normal not to have noticed.

"Maybe. Didn't we fall down back then? It might have been caused when we fell."

Hua Chenyu finally remembered; perhaps that was it.

At that time, they were only concerned with running for their lives and hadn't noticed the injuries on their bodies; it was all normal.

Yang Mi, Bai Lu, and Yang Chaoyue didn't quite believe Hua Chenyu's words at first, but after reaching out to touch the eye and finding it didn't hurt at all, they thought he might be right.

They didn't take the matter to heart.

For instance, on Wu Jing's body, there was still a footprint from where Ye Bai had kicked him earlier.

That further confirmed Hua Chenyu's words. There were many eye carvings in this place; wasn't the eye pattern on this Sacrificial Altar the same?

Neither Yang Mi nor Bai Lu thought much more about it and calmly put their clothes back on.

The viewers in the Live Stream Room were all stunned when they saw the markings on Yang Mi and the others.

Then, an overwhelming flood of bullet comments appeared.

[Wait! What is that eye thing on their shoulders?]

[That doesn't look like it's from a bump, does it?]

[Who cares! Didn't they say it was a bump? Whatever he says goes!]

[I didn't think so either before, but seeing the footprint on Brother Jing's shoulder, I think it might be real!!]

[Maybe so. The situation was so dangerous before, bumping and bruising is normal. In that kind of situation, it's normal not to feel it even if you hit something.]

[I'm very interested in this Sacrificial Altar. Why do you think there's such a large eye on top of it?]

[I don't know either!]

The viewers were also very curious at this moment, feeling a strange fear toward the eye, always sensing that it didn't look like anything good.

Inside the Tomb.

Ye Bai turned to look at the eye markings on Yang Mi and Bai Lu, his expression darkening slightly.

Though his face was cold and indifferent, he was incredibly enraged inside.

He silently cursed that fellow for being truly despicable.

Not only had they cursed King Yelang, but they had also cursed everyone who came into contact with this outer coffin.

It was simply detestable... but he couldn't say these things out loud.

Saying it would cause panic; he had to at least find a way to break the curse first.

"Ye Bai, what are you doing?"