Mistake

Zhao Qian obediently took out the high-end red incense from her bag, lit it, and stuck it into the ground. But she was so scared she almost knelt down to worship it.

"What are you kneeling for?" I pulled Zhao Qian up and swept the flashlight towards where the hand was. No way, this thing has been dead for days, it should have rotted by now, why doesn't it look right?

The dangling hand moved. It reached into the tomb-robbing hole from the outside. Zhao Qian thought the thing was about to come out and her face turned ashen, almost making her go limp again.

Without a word, I grabbed a rock and threw it far away. I missed the tomb-robbing hole, but I did knock down a vertical pole.

"Brother, those two are back, standing there and shooting their flashlights around." A sharp voice came from the tall grass nearby.

"Stop wasting time, Ax, hurry up, we've hit the coffin." A voice similar to the sharp one echoed from inside the tomb-robbing hole.

"I'm almost done peeing, wait a sec." The sharp voice continued.

I shone my flashlight towards the grass. The man was urinating with his back to the lush grass. Under my flashlight, he turned his head and cursed, "Hey! Hua, that's enough. It's just a piss, haven't you seen a man pee before? Why are you shining your light on me, brother!"

"Brother, I'm coming. Ax, is that right?" The fatty finished peeing and ran back to the entrance of the tomb-robbing hole, handing the axe from his waist to the person below.

"Tian Ge, they seem to be robbing a tomb!" Zhao Qian whispered to me, no longer afraid.

"Yeah, tomb robbers. Qian, do you have a handkerchief?" I held out my hand, asking Zhao Qian for a handkerchief.

Zhao Qian took out a handkerchief for me. She always carried one. Seeing that I wanted it, she gave it to me without asking what I needed it for.

I folded it diagonally and covered the lower half of my face, then said, "Xijun, you watch here. Save whoever is in danger. Qian, you stand here too. I'm going to get some Yin Earth."

"Oh..." Zhao Qian watched me cover my face with the handkerchief, and her face immediately turned red.

"Why is your face red?" As I spoke, I felt my lips were sticky. "Why is your handkerchief wet?"

"Tian Ge... this handkerchief... I wiped my snot with it when I was crying today..." Zhao Qian covered her face, not daring to look at me.

Damn it! You! I cursed inwardly, tears almost streaming down my face. Forget it, Zhao Qian is a beauty anyway, others wouldn't even have a chance to taste it...

I couldn't bring myself to face her, so I ran towards the tomb-robbing hole.

Zhao Qian wanted to pull me back, but I was already far away.

Not far away, there was a pile of fresh soil by the tomb-robbing hole. This was a good opportunity. Neither Zhao Qian nor I had to dig or risk seeing ghosts. The soil was already turned up for me. The mud looked blood-red, probably dug out from beside a dead person. It was quite good, and would definitely work wonders if made into a soul urn.

When Zhao Qian and I first arrived, we were wondering where all the nearby Yin spirits and wild ghosts had gone. It seemed these two brothers had used some method to completely block off all the Yin spirits and malevolent spirits around this grave. Judging by their conversation, there were two more people, presumably somewhere else.

However, the grass here was very lush. If a person made no sound and squatted in the grass, they would be completely invisible.

Sister Wife tugged at my clothes, but I ignored her. I wasn't going into the tomb-robbing hole anyway. These two had dug down. If any spirits wanted revenge, they would go after them. I was just a spectator, so I should be fine.

Reaching the tomb-robbing hole, I took out the express box I had prepared earlier and dug a few shovelfuls of what looked like good clay with the shovel, packing it into the box.

"Huh, Hua, what do you want this dirt for?" the fatty asked me.

"Keeping it as a souvenir," I said, pretending to have a hoarse voice.

"Holy crap, do you tomb robbers from the north keep dirt as souvenirs? That's new. How did I not think of that trick? It's so damn artistic! But why are you covering your face?" In the dark, from two or three meters away, the fatty couldn't see me clearly, but he could see up close.

"None of your damn business." Hearing that he didn't seem to notice if my voice was off, I cursed him and sealed the box, preparing to leave. Originally, I was afraid he would recognize me and I had considered kicking him into the pit, but now I thought it was better not to. This fatty had mistaken me for someone else by chance, saving me a kick.

"Hey, Xiaofei! Don't you think something's wrong?" The fatty tried to take off my mask, but the person below called out in confusion.

From the sound, he had dug very deep. How could he dig so fast? So professional.

"Brother, what's wrong? I don't feel anything. Tsk, it does seem a little wrong," the fatty said, looking into the tomb-robbing hole, but it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

"Zhang Xiaofei, I don't think this coffin can be opened. Did our Leiwen Formation work?" the person below shouted again.

"Yes, brother, aren't all the evil spirits gone from the surroundings? The tomb owner hasn't moved either, and Young Master Hua and his wife are still here." Zhang Xiaofei said, glancing at me.

What's a Leiwen Formation? It sounds impressive.

However, I also felt the chill around me. I glanced at Xijun, who was hiding in the grass with Zhao Qian, and then at the surroundings. I realized that the Yin energy seemed to be gathering!

Zhao Qian's mouth moved dramatically, wanting to shout but not daring to, from the other side of the grass. I didn't understand lip-reading, so I had no idea what Zhao Qian was trying to convey with her gestures. I just saw that her lips were beautiful.

But when I turned my head, I saw a white shadow seeming to emerge from the ancient tomb behind me!

Isn't this a malevolent spirit manifesting?

Could the thing I hit with the rock earlier be something else?

For this reason, I specifically looked around and found that there were many waist-high poles stuck in the ground in all directions. But perhaps because I had broken one earlier, the other dozen or so poles seemed to be trembling now.

I looked again at the pole I had knocked down with the stone, and my face turned deathly pale. This isn't a pole at all. It's densely wrapped with yellow ribbons, and the ribbons are covered with strange runes. It must be some kind of sealing curse.

"Tian Ge! Run! The compass is shaking!" Zhao Qian couldn't hold back anymore and shouted loudly for me to run!

Now I understood. Running, I shouted, "Burn incense! Sprinkle paper! Talismans!"

Zhao Qian was already prepared and lit a bundle of incense. Because she often had to deal with emergencies, the tips of the incense were coated with oil.

After lighting it, Zhao Qian wanted to blow it out before sticking it into the ground. I immediately cursed, "Why are you blowing it out! And why aren't you sprinkling money and running! Are you looking for death!"

Zhao Qian finally realized and stuck the incense directly into the ground. She also sprinkled a pile of spirit money and talismans, running and muttering about borrowing the road from ghosts.

Zhao Qian wiggled her big butt. I was so anxious watching her. In less than the blink of an eye, I caught up to her.

Although I couldn't pick her up and run like Zhao He, dragging her made me run much faster!

"Brother! This is bad! That person isn't Young Master Hua! The Rolling Thunder Rod at the formation's eye has fallen for some reason!" Zhang Xiaofei stared blankly as I and Zhao Qian ran as if we were riding wind and fire wheels. He then let out a pig-like scream.

With Zhang Xiaofei and his brother at the tomb-robbing hole, and Xijun with me, the pressure wasn't too great. After burning spirit money and lighting incense to borrow the road, no malevolent spirits chased after us. However, hearing the screams behind us, we were all filled with lingering fear.

When I reached the ancient bridge, I looked back and saw two figures emerging from the grass, seemingly going to rescue someone. But I couldn't bother with that. I kept pulling Zhao Qian along, and it took some more time before we finally ran back to the off-road vehicle parked on the road outside.

After I started the car, I also heard the sound of a car starting from the direction of the ancient bridge. I frowned. These guys, could they still escape? Impossible, right?

"Do you know that fat guy named Zhang Xiaofei?" I asked Zhao Qian out of the blue.

"Yes, I know him. Zhang Xiaofei, he's the youngest son of the Zhang family... His whole family are professional tomb raiders and grave diggers," Zhao Qian panted, sweat beading on her flushed face. She instinctively reached for her handkerchief, only to remember it was with me.

"Just talk. You're panting so much, why are you looking at me?" I noticed she was looking at me and clicked my tongue. But when she pointed to the handkerchief on my face, her cheeks turning red as she turned away, I finally understood that the handkerchief was still tied to my face.

Awkwardly returning it to her, I wiped my mouth with a tissue, regretting my past actions. Sigh, I had lost face again, damn it...

The Zhang family, along with the Wang, Zhao, and Li families, were known as the Four Great Xuanmen Families in the county. However, besides moving graves and digging up graves, the Zhang family also secretly engaged in tomb raiding, which was a shady business. Therefore, even though the Zhang family had some skills in recent years, their reputation wasn't very good.

The Zhang family had their reasons. Unlike the Zhao family, who could easily earn money by finding dragon veins and examining Feng Shui, or the Wang family's coffin shop, where money came to them without them having to lift a finger, the Zhang family's livelihood depended entirely on graves. Thus, besides digging and moving graves for others, tomb raiding became their side hustle.

Because of this, the other three families had always been unwilling to be grouped with them as the Four Great Xuanmen Families. They had almost become the most disreputable existence among the four.

I just didn't know why they would appear at the shooting range and team up with two northerners to set up a Leiwen Formation for tomb raiding. Of course, if I hadn't accidentally disrupted their Leiwen Formation, they probably would have succeeded.

Actually, I didn't want this ancient tomb to be robbed either. To subdue the fierce ghost inside, I needed to maintain the integrity of the tomb. Only after finding out why it was guarded here could I make it obediently come with me.

"Tian Ge, where are we going now?" Zhao Qian asked me, looking in the direction of the Zhao Family Manor. She actually wanted to burn incense for her grandfather.

"Home. I still need to make pottery; it's urgent. And you'd better stick with me day and night for the next few days, except for sleeping. Also, I know you miss your grandfather, but you also need to consider the current situation, understand?" After saying that, I stepped on the gas and drove towards the county. I was actually afraid of encountering Zhang Xiaofei's car.

"Oh, Qian understands," Zhao Qian replied, nodding with a blushing face, and then fell silent.

"Hey, I said you're a bit strange today. You agreed, so why are you blushing?" I didn't understand. Miss Zhao Qian, how could you blush just by looking at me?

"No way!" Zhao Qian immediately shook her head and denied it, but her cheeks were still as red as an apple.

I frowned. Could it be... she felt shy seeing Xijun always hugging me?

That's not right. Xijun is a little girl. She hugs me because she likes my aura; there's nothing to be shy about. Halfway through the drive, I suddenly remembered that when I was examining her body at the hospital last night, I seemed to have accidentally touched her chest.

Sigh, look at this mess