Book 1: Chapter 69

Book 1: Chapter 69

I was a little baffled since Fatty's words just now were plain nonsense. Uncle Three had blasted a hole up from the drainage channel and stolen the coffin, so it was only natural that he would leave the same way he came in. No matter what reason he had for not wanting to enter the main tomb chamber from the gate, his logic was always sound.

And the waterway in this tomb had to lead to an underground river, so Uncle Three would have definitely come in from there. Whatever method he used, Uncle Three must have found this king's tomb from the underground river. For example, maybe he was able to find the Huangling River in such a vast water system using feng shui because he had an expert with him.

As soon as I thought of this, I looked at Liu San and suddenly remembered something from before.

Listening to thunder.

The only method in which this ancient tomb below the mudflat could be traced and located was by listening to thunder. Using ordinary grave robbing techniques were absolutely useless. I wondered if Uncle Three had started listening to thunder first and then found this tomb that could only be located using such a method. At the moment, it didnt seem likely.

Uncle Three, Yang Daguang, and the others in their group didn't know to listen to the thunder until they robbed this ancient tomb.

Whether it was listening to thunder before or listening to thunder after, the meaning was completely different.

Many aspects of my life had been designed with reference to Qi Yu, a descendant of the Qi family. At the time, I had thought that Qi Yu was probably Uncle Three and Xie Lianhuans backup plan. Uncle Three may have thought they could use another twin scam to confuse the Wang family if their generation had been unsuccessful.

If I let Qi Yu borrow my body to resurrect his soul, all his habits would basically be the same as mine. Even his handwriting was the same. Fuck, this would be like those childhood friends who grew up and became a couple.

But I found it really hard to believe that I could use my body to revive a soul. It was just too ridiculous. I looked at the shuikao and then touched it, feeling that it was definitely not what Fatty had said. I thought about it some more and then pulled it towards me.

I glanced at Poker-Face, but he was looking at the leather figurine woman coldly. I didn't know what he was looking at, but he didn't seem to want to stop me. I started to pull the shuikao on and found that it fit me quite well even though it was so badly damaged.

Once it was completely on, I thought to myself, come on, come on. Come alive quickly.

"How do you feel? Fatty asked me. Do you feel like something is entering your body?"

I shook my head and moved my hands and feet, but didnt feel anything. At this time, Liu Sang woke up and looked at us, "Why is it so noisy?"

He was staring right at the shuikao I was wearing.