Who was the real Tomb Master?
Gu Cheng's sudden stream of words left Fatty confused.
He asked, "Wait, Young Master Gu, what exactly are you trying to say?"
Gu Cheng looked at the burial chamber filled with treasure. "What I'm saying is, could this treasure be a trap? Could the real Tomb Master be trying to lure us inside? When the time comes, all he would have to do is
shut the door, and we'd be trapped like turtles in a jar. If he set up some traps inside, we'd be dead."
"The real Tomb Master?!"
Fatty looked at him in surprise.
Lao Hu chimed in from beside them. "I think Young Master Gu is right. There's been something strange about Lijia Village and this tomb all along. Fatty, listen to Young Master Gu,
and don't do anything rash."
"But seeing so much priceless treasure in there without being able to touch it is pure torture!"
Fatty's face was practically a mask of pain.
Even Lao Hu laughed at the sight. "Fatty, can't you aim a little higher? With Young Master Gu around, are we short of spending money? Shouldn't we set our sights a little higher now?"
Fatty was baffled. "How much higher?"
Lao Hu sighed. "Stronger power and a longer life, of course."
Fatty froze.
Lao Hu said to Gu Cheng, "Ignore this fat bastard. He'll figure it out."
After a pause, he added, "Young Master Gu, since you think this is a fake main burial chamber, what do you think we should do now?"
Gu Cheng lowered his head and thought for a long while.
Suddenly, he remembered the time the Black Flood Dragon had trapped him in a crevice inside a cave.
He abruptly raised his head. "Since we can't find the switch, we'll look for