244: With a wire fence and such high temperature, are they trying to barbecue meat?

Is this Tomb also the Tomb of some royal relative from the Tang Dynasty?

Ye Bai said: "I suspect the things inside here are very valuable."

Meng Ziyi's eyes widened: "Really? Such a beautiful house and such exquisite Murals must be worth a fortune, right?"

Yang Mi asked hesitantly: "But... what could it be?"

Ye Bai shrugged: "I don't know either."

As he spoke, he stepped inside.

Yang Mi immediately stopped him: "Wait! What if there is a mechanism? Let's find the Treasure Trove before we start digging, shall we?"

Meng Ziyi countered: "Since someone else could come in, it certainly isn't just us. We should take it out as soon as possible and not delay too long."

Ye Bai glanced at the two of them: "Are you two not afraid of death?"

Meng Ziyi hummed and said: "Anyway, I came here to accompany you. If you kick the bucket, I'll just kick the bucket with you."

Yang Mi nodded in agreement: "Right."

Ye Bai: "...Are you two stupid? I said what if there is danger? Do you not trust me?"

Meng Ziyi said matter-of-factly: "Someone as capable as you, why would there be any need to worry?"

Yang Mi also said: "Even if there is danger, don't we have you? With you blocking the way in front, we are very safe."

Ye Bai: "..."

Ye Bai sighed and said helplessly: "You two are truly spoiled. Fine, have it your way."

After saying that, he pushed open the large door and stepped in first.

Inside it was pitch black, with nothing unusual. But Ye Bai keenly sensed a dangerous aura, and he held his breath.

He took out a Fire Starter, lit it, and handed the Candlestick to Meng Ziyi.

"Illuminate these things," he said in a low voice.

Meng Ziyi took the wick and leaned in close to the Candlestick to take a look. The wax on the Candlestick had already dried up, giving off a foul, rotting smell.

Meng Ziyi recoiled in fear and screamed: "What is this? Ah..." She was scared to tears.

Ye Bai quickly covered her mouth and said: "Shh—don't make a sound! Do you want to lure the people outside in?"

Meng Ziyi whimpered and nodded desperately.

Ye Bai let her go and told her to squat down. Meng Ziyi immediately hugged her knees and squatted there, her legs trembling.

Yang Mi also came over, holding the Candlestick tremblingly to look, but after a while, she was also scared pale.

Ye Bai said: "You two don't get too close, protect yourselves, and don't touch those things."

He stood at the entrance, vigilantly observing his surroundings.

The Passage was very long, extending deep inside. These antique items were piled in the corner, motionless, as if they had been sleeping for a long time. Ye Bai walked to the innermost side and saw several corpses. They were wearing armor, their chests stained with blood, and sharp blades stuck in their necks.

Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi dared not approach and hid far away to the side.

"No wonder the Tomb Owner left that message," Ye Bai muttered: "So this is the mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin."

He looked around but found no clues, nor was he sure if the Tomb Owner had passed away here.

Ye Bai turned and left the Secret Chamber.

He returned along the stone wall, searched the other end for a few minutes, and finally found another Stone Chamber. This place was also decorated with Murals and paintings, but it seemed much simpler and not as ornate.

Ye Bai checked carefully and found a crack in the wall that seemed like it could be pried open.

He tried prying it a few times and found it a bit difficult. He retreated to the entrance of the Stone Chamber and shouted inside: "You two help me open it."

Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi walked over and looked at the door of the Stone Chamber.

Yang Mi stood on tiptoe to peek: "I don't know how to pry open a door..."

Meng Ziyi, however, was eager to try and said: "Let me do it, I know how to pick locks!" She had learned lock-picking techniques, but after all, she was just a Young Miss, so it was a bit difficult for her.

Yang Mi gave the key to her.

Meng Ziyi began to force the Stone Door open, and after a series of crisp cracking sounds, the Stone Door was pried open.

Yang Mi said in surprise: "It actually opened..."

She walked inside, but suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Ye Bai and Meng Ziyi were both startled by her and ran over one after another.

There was a coffin placed inside the stone room, but Yang Mi was trembling all over, her teeth chattering.

Ye Bai supported her.

She pointed at the male corpse lying on the stone bed and said: "The coffin lid has been lifted off..."

Meng Ziyi was also terrified by the scene before her, standing there stunned for a long time without moving.

Inside the coffin, a middle-aged man lay peacefully, eyes closed as if resting.

His eyebrows and beard were already gray, and his features were plain. His skin was dark and rough, and his lips were slightly thick. At first glance, he was unremarkable, even looking like an honest, common man often seen in everyday life.

Ye Bai frowned.

He tapped on the stone wall lightly; listening to the sound, the space inside the coffin was very narrow, only enough for one corpse to lie down.

The soil at the bottom of the coffin was very damp. Ye Bai suspected that this person had only decayed after being buried inside.

He looked again at the center of the coffin, where the coffin was lined with soft cotton batting. The cotton had already dried out and turned yellow, as if it had been eroded by the Passage of a very long time.

Beneath the cotton, a patch of red was exposed.

At the bottom of the coffin, there was a thin layer of dust.

And this powder presented a strange, dark red color.

Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi also saw it clearly.

"Mommy!" both women screamed simultaneously, fleeing back in a rush, knocking over tables and chairs.

With two dull thuds of "bang bang", Yang Mi fell down, and Meng Ziyi tumbled to the ground beside her.

"Ouch..."

Both of them grimaced in pain.

Yang Mi looked up, eyes teary, and said: "Ye Bai, let's leave quickly!"

"We can't leave anymore," Ye Bai smiled bitterly: "There should be a mechanism here."

He squatted on the ground, studying the soil and sand.

Yang Mi crawled up, tugged at Ye Bai's sleeve, and asked urgently: "Brother Ye, then what do we do?"

"We'll just have to deal with it," Ye Bai said lazily.

"Huh?"

"Don't panic, we'll solve the problem slowly," Ye Bai comforted her, his tone still indifferent: "You go close the door."

Yang Mi did not dare to disobey the order, walked over obediently, closed the door, and locked it from the outside.

Meng Ziyi walked over timidly.

Ye Bai patted her head, signaling her not to be afraid.

"These are all the remains of ancient people; I don't know who buried him here. His identity must not be simple, otherwise there wouldn't be such a strong aura of power. There should be a mechanism trap set here; if we rashly trigger the mechanism, all three of us will be doomed," Ye Bai said.

Both women were stunned by fear, listening to him blankly.

"I just checked these paintings, they all have mechanisms. We can't stay here too long, otherwise we will be trapped to death sooner or later," Ye Bai continued: "You two retreat into the Cave first to avoid getting hurt. I will crack the mechanism."

As he spoke, he used wire mesh to trace the pattern.

The wire mesh wound tighter and tighter, wrapping densely like a spider web. Finally, it formed a cylinder, with the top nailed into the rock crevice.

"I'll add some fire to see if I can burn this picture," Ye Bai said.

"Brother Ye, can I join you?" Yang Mi said worriedly.

Ye Bai shook his head.

Yang Mi and Meng Ziyi, one was a delicate girl, and the other was a pampered Young Miss. They were simply unable to resist this kind of mechanism, let alone the fact that the mechanism could cause injury.