Book 3: Chapter 41: Last Night

Book 3: Chapter 41: Last Night

My eyes returned back to the holey mountain in front of me. It really did look ugly.

The holes must have been grave robbers' tunnels that had been dug during the previous dynasties, but I didnt understand why there were so many of them. If a grave robbers tunnel had already been dug, then most people would have just used it instead of digging another one. Moreover, the grave robbers' tunnels here were so big that ox carts could fit through many of them.

I glanced at Poker-Facehe was still resting with his eyes closedand then said to Fatty, "Tell me about your analysis."

Fatty looked at the holes and said, "If the leader wants to know, then I wont hold back. These Mongolian grave robbers are short-sighted."

I gave him a light smack and he said, Ok, ok. Jokes aside, I think theres something wrong with the soil here. These grave robbers' tunnels probably collapse right after theyre dug."

"Theres another possibility, I said. There might not be a tunnel connecting the tombs below."

Fatty touched his chin and looked at me. "Isn't this a pile of lunch boxes stacked together? What kind of burial method is this?"

After thinking about it, I felt that there wasnt a basis for our inference, but these holes could at least prove one thingthis underground palace should be so different from what we were used to that our previous experiences may be useless.

But why didn't Shen Qianjue mention this?

I knew at the time that she was hiding something, but now I was certain that she had intentionally withheld information. But was there really anything here worth hiding?

Generally, people withheld information for two reasons: it would either hurt them or make things messy. I just didnt know which one applied here.

"Up to this point, we know that Shen Qianjue and her partner are the only ones who went to this underground palace and made it out of the grassland, I said to Fatty. So, it must be very dangerous. If I go in and have an accident, Ill never know what happened last night. Do you have the heart to let me die not knowing that secret?"

After that, Poker-Face went back, pulled me off of the tree, and dragged me here.

"But this little scene doesnt seem like such a big deal," I said to him.

Fatty sniffed his body and told me to take a whiff. When I did, I suddenly smelled a strange scent.

"All the soil in the hole has this strange scent, Fatty said. I think it may be"

My eyes widened and I looked back at Poker-Face. He had opened his eyes and was looking at Fatty, who immediately said, "Anyways, we spent half the night in that smelly mud because of you."

I felt sad for a while, but for Poker-Faces sake, it was really best to just let it go.

On the one hand, I felt very apologetic, but on the other hand, I kind of wanted to laugh.

"But we still learned something, Fatty said. I think those black things are like sheepdogs. Theyre underground and are herding those fat bodies in ancient clothes."

"Theyre really herding corpses?"

Fatty nodded. "Basically, these fat bodies were buried here like some kind of livestock. They must have some uses, but I don't know what those black humanoid things are." He threw my backpack to me, "Don't worry about it for now. When it gets dark again, let's go into the underground palace."

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