Zhang Yuchen's eyes widened when he heard Mao Jing's words, and he stared at the invitation in Uncle Yu's hand.
After taking another drag of his cigarette, Master took out the black crystal he had obtained earlier and tossed it to me.
"Xiao Jiang, take the crystal.
There are some fungi growing on the coffin. Take them all with you later.
You nearly lost your lives this time, so take some grave goods as compensation.
Leave behind anything with historical value. Don't empty the place out—leave some for those who come after."
With that, Master did not linger.
Still dressed in his ragged clothes and pants, he headed straight outside.
As soon as Master left the tomb, Uncle Yu also turned and walked toward the exit.
But he said something to me first.
"Coffin fungus is poisonous. Cover it with cloth when you pull it out!"
With that, he too left the tomb.
That left only the three of us younger ones in the burial chamber.
Mao Jing and Zhang Yuchen both looked at me then.
Mao Jing asked, "Your grandmaster died because of Carefree Tower?"
Zhang Yuchen's eyes widened as well.
I sighed. "Probably, but Master and Uncle Yu never told me the specifics.
It seems they don't want me getting involved in this matter."
Since it concerned the older generation, and I did not know much about it myself.
After asking that, Mao Jing did not press further.
I did not continue talking about it either, and instead said,
"Let's take a look at the coffin fungus!"
Mao Jing and Zhang Yuchen both nodded.
Then the three of us approached the coffin.
Master and Uncle Yu had already pushed the coffin open. As we drew near, a harsh stench of mold hit us.
I glanced inside and found