Lin Xiaobai and Lin Yang followed behind Lin Yi, the two brothers looking around and glancing left and right.
"Uncle, didn't they say Lin Heng was full of schemes?"
"He's letting us walk in front. There won't really be danger ahead, will there?"
Lin Yi said disdainfully, "What danger could there be? Those idiots from the Peng Clan think they're clever beyond measure. Could they possibly predict that we'd come to raid their home?"
"Could they have set up traps in advance?"
"Even if they did, there's nothing to fear. Your uncle is still your uncle. With me here, all will be well!"
Whenever people got smug, they were bound to get slapped in the face. Lin Yi was no exception.
Not long after his words fell, the stone path beneath their feet suddenly trembled faintly.
The next second, the ground collapsed. Fortunately, the uncle and his two nephews reacted quickly and leaped forward through the air, avoiding a plunge along with the falling ground.
But immediately afterward, a familiar and heart-palpitating pressure rose from below.
Suddenly, a stone statue shot up from beneath them. With its fist clenched, it attacked Lin Xiaobai, hammering his entire body, head included, straight into the wall with a single punch.
Pfft—!
Terror flashed across Lin Yi's face, as though he had seen something horrifying. He hurriedly grabbed the still-stunned Lin Yang and flashed to the opposite side.
Hearing the commotion, Lin Heng and the others quickly reached the end of the broken path. Before them lay a hollow tunnel five meters long.
A Buddha statue stood with its palms pressed together in salute. It was lifelike as a human being, its brows curved and its lips lifted into a smile as it gazed in both directions.
That's right, another Buddha statue!
It was