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The cop had a bitter face as he mumbled, "I understand the logic, but I just can't hold it in. "You know, in our line of work, it's like saying 'thieves don't leave empty-handed'. Have you ever seen a thief who lived in a house and didn't go out of his way to steal anything?"

Fang Zishu rolled his eyes and retorted, "But you're not a thief. Thieves steal money from the living, while you steal dead things from the dead without a owner. Although the two of them were stolen, the situation is different and cannot be confused."

"Isn't that the same thing?"

The cop looked at the bluestone staircase and chuckled, "Zi Shuo, I guess this is the first time you've seen a tomb like this, right? I don't believe that you're not interested in the layout and structure inside. "

"It's indeed my first time seeing 'Green Dragon Water Gathering', but..."

Before Fang Zishu could finish his sentence, he was mercilessly interrupted by the police, "Since you're curious as well, why don't you come with me and take a look? In any case, we have already arrived at the middle part of the Argent River. According to our current speed, we will arrive at our destination in a few days.

"But …"

"Zi Shu, are you afraid?"

The cop shook his head and sighed, "Hai, the Fang Zishu that I knew before was someone who was not afraid of the heavens or the earth. He was the bro that I admired the most. But now, Hai … It's fine if you don't want to talk about it, but if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine! "

Even though he knew that this was the cop's way of goading him, he still chose to rob him once.

There were two reasons.

The first reason was because he was afraid that the cops would be unable to deal with him if he went in alone.

Second, because he himself also wanted to see for himself the difference between this' Green Dragon Water Accumulation Point 'and the' Dragon's Punch on the Water ',' Snowflake Cover 'and other tombs.

When he thought of this, Fang Zishu quickly spoke with the police and decided to go in with him.

Seeing that Fang Zishu had agreed, the police officer thought that his provocation had paid off, and could not stop smiling. Unbeknownst to him, his little thoughts had already been noticed by the book.

After docking the small boat, the two walked down the bluestone staircase, one in front and one behind, into the pitch-black corridor.

The tunnel was very narrow, and only the next person was allowed to walk in front.

The two sides of the path were dotted with thumb-sized Night Pearls.

Through the light emitted by the Night Pearl, the book discovered that the walls on both sides of the path were made of glutinous rice combined with loess. There was a layer of pearl powder on the surface of the walls, and when combined with the Night Pearls that were placed on both sides of the path, they could make the path even brighter.

Speaking of Night Pearls, he had no choice but to mention a place.

South China Sea.

Accurately speaking, it was the Southern Sea's Bitterness Beach.

The Luminous Pearls that the Fang Clan had collected had all been transported from there. Fang Zishu had also heard that the Luminous Pearls of the Southern Sea had been dug out from the fire clam shell by a person who had dived into the seabed.

Leaving aside the fact that the bead was round and glossy, its size and quality were very similar.

The supply of such beads had always been short of demand in the black market.

Each can be sold for a good price.

The Night Pearls on both sides of the path in front of him were much weaker than those on the Southern Sea, but the note held the view that no matter how small they were, they were still meat. It would collect all the Night Pearls it saw and put them into its own belt.

Seeing this, Fang Zishu could not help but feel speechless.

He had been born into a deep background in the southeast, and had lived in luxury ever since he was a child. He had never worried about money.

Naturally, he looked down on these Night Pearls of inferior quality.

However, the note was different. He was born poor and even his clothes were found when he was young, so he was extremely sensitive to money. Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen to create trouble for the dead.

The path was long, and even after walking for tens of minutes, the two of them were still unable to finish walking. Fang Zishu even suspected that the main tomb they were heading to was located in the belly of the mountain or deep underground. Otherwise, how could they not have reached the main tomb in such a long time?

"Zi Shu, come here quickly!"

Just as Fang Zishu was sizing up the two sides of the corridor, the sound of the police officers' voices rang out.

Looking towards the source of the sound, he saw that the wall behind the note was engraved with a vivid and lifelike mural. The whole mural is based on green glaze and is outlined with colored ink and watermarks.

It had to be said that the people who had engraved this mural could be considered as the most skilled painters of this region.

Earlier, when the note was picking at the Night Pearl, it had suddenly discovered a mural on the wall that was comparable to a real person, which had given him a great shock. If it wasn't for his courage, he would have already been scared stiff by the lifelike mural.

Fang Zishu stood in front of the frescoes, carefully studying them.

The contents of the frescoes were the 'Haji Imperial Mother' of the Buddhist scriptures, also known as the 'Demonic Mother God' of the folklore. It was one of the 20 protectors of the Buddhist scriptures.

Generally speaking, the mother devil and mother god were dressed in octagonal black robes as they held their children in the air. However, the mother demon diagram in front of them was different from the version that was passed down in the world.

Not only did the mother goddess in the mural give up her trademark octagonal black robe, but she also wore a gold-plated dress with golden threads.

In addition, what made Fang Zhisu even more surprised was that in the arms of the evil mother god was not the baby, but a young man in his twenties. The two of them looked at each other, and their eyes revealed a hint of doting affection, giving others a feeling that they had just begun to love each other.

"This mural is truly strange. Although there are a hundred different styles in Buddhism, I have never seen the content of this mural before …"

Fang Zishu frowned. He had the nagging feeling that there was something wrong with this' mother demon diagram ', but he could not pinpoint the specific details.

"Zi Shu, are these murals worth anything?"

Seeing the excited look on the note, Fang Zhoushu could not help but hit the nail on the head, "This' Mother Devil Diagram 'is an exquisite painting, if it was placed on the black market, it would definitely sell for a good price. Unfortunately, this mural is connected to the corridor, if you have the ability to remove the glutinous rice poured into the wall, then you can take it away!"

"Eh …" The man coughed and laughed dryly, "How could I? It's just a pity for such a good painting …"

While they were talking, the two of them passed the "Demonic Mother Diagram" and continued forward.

The protagonists of each mural were all one of the 24 Heavenly Protectors. However, what confused Fang Zishu was that the content of each mural was more or less the same as the versions of the people, which made him more and more curious …