Squeak, squeak, squeak...
Woof, woof...
Early in the morning, Duan Yun and Shen Ying were awakened by a burst of noise.
Seeing the Panda Dabai setting up in the backyard, it looked eager to charge.
In front of it, on the wall, was a golden-haired monkey.
Little Grey stood by, watching the spectacle.
Duan Yun, surprised, said: "Is Monkey back?"
The monkey, seeing him and Shen Ying, also showed a very happy expression.
"Dabai, it’s one of our own," Duan Yun said.
Hearing this, Dabai instantly relaxed his vigilance, lay down on the spot, and started eating bamboo shoots.
Ever since they went out on a mission, this monkey had disappeared, and they thought it had returned to the forest.
But here it was again.
This ti, the monkey still brought gifts, dozens of walnuts wrapped in a banana leaf.
It really seed like a relative coming to visit.
Now, with the addition of Feng Ling’er, Zhu, Lv, Panda Dabai, and now a monkey, even without the Murong brothers, it felt a lot livelier.
Just past noon, the monkey grabbed Duan Yun’s trouser leg, pointing in a certain direction towards the graveyard.
Duan Yun, surprised, said: "Don’t tell you’ve found so treasure again."
The little golden snub-nosed monkey seed to understand his words and nodded furiously.
At this point, Shen Ying felt sowhat incredulous, saying: "Monkey hasn’t shown up for so long; could it be that it has been finding treasures for us?"
The monkey continued nodding.
This monkey was really going all out to repay a favor?
Last ti it brought a secret book that caused the Murong brothers to suffer terribly; the past few days Shen Ying went to listen to stories, which were particularly distressing for Duan Yun.
That was his PM Old Demon Duan’s bizarre preferences further included playing with people’s downfall, disguising himself as a young hero, implanting Devil Seeds in Dao Hearts, torturing Red House fairies and Thunder Listening bystanders, and shalessly confronting Zhu Heimian’s wife among other twisted appetites, he had developed a fondness for playing with people’s urine.
His manipulation of Zhu Heimian’s wife, the heroine Chen Ying, had beco one of the most popular standalone stories, with "The Huangshan Heroine’s Urine Sprinkled Golden Sword!" becoming another famous scene after the "Graveyard Bloody Battle."
This scene was such that the storyteller talked about it five or six tis a day, and people still clamored to hear it.
This discussion made Feng Ling’er tremble with fear.
So, this Demon is only shivering from cold on her body and hasn’t yet exerted his strength?
What would happen if he did? Could she endure it?
Unknowingly, Duan Yun had beco the most fearso person in her mind.
Despite his handso, pleasant appearance, all he had were perverse tricks.
At that ti, how many tears and blood had the Huangshan Heroine Chen Ying shed before she died, truly a nightmare for won.
Her mother was actually satisfied with such a person?
Duan Yun, hearing this, felt his blood pressure soar and said: "What about the ti I broke the river mouth to donate gold and aid the disaster, and fought the White Socks Sect?"
Shen Ying pondered, saying: "The matter of breaking the river mouth to aid in the disaster was briefly ntioned, but more was said about the White Socks Sect."
Duan Yun excitedly asked: "How did the storyteller describe this young hero’s battle against the evil sect?"
At this mont, Duan Yun felt very "vulnerable," only wanting to hear sothing pleasing, otherwise, he couldn’t help but consider breaking the storyteller’s legs.
Shen Ying pondered and said: "He said you were so harsh on the White Socks because of love turning into hatred."
"What?"
Duan Yun for a mont could hardly believe his own ears.
"He said Old Demon Duan actually has a fetish for won’s socks, and the socks of the White Socks Sect particularly moved you, so you proposed your love to the beautiful elder of the White Socks Sect, but she, not intimidated or fearing your demonic pressure, firmly rejected you.
As a result, love turned into hatred, and you slaughtered the entire White Socks Sect in Yu State."
Shen Ying earnestly recited.
Hearing this, Duan Yun kind of wanted to annihilate the storyteller’s entire family.
Fortunately, Shen Ying stopped him in ti, saying to wait until she finished listening to the story, then they could go break Old Guo’s legs.
This ti, break them both.
According to Shen Ying’s description, Old Guo’s legs had healed considerably since the last ti.
Since last ti, Monkey’s "romantic toy" led Old Demon Duan to gain the "fondness for playing with urine" as a peculiar fetish, what about this ti?
Surely it can’t be another secret book?
For a mont, just thinking about it piqued the interest of Duan Yun and Shen Ying, and even Feng Ling’er wanted to follow and see.
However, deterred by Duan Yun’s perversions and her own shyness, she did not follow.
Duan Yun and Shen Ying set out imdiately.
This ti, the monkey led them to the other side of the graveyard, that is, towards the direction of the abandoned mine.
On the way, the two of them and the monkey passed through Yushi Town.
The storyteller Old Guo was still incessantly narrating.
"It is said that the golden sword splashed with the urine of the Huangshan Heroine is still treasured by Old Demon Duan; it’s his favorite war trophy. The urine on it, he’s never had the heart to wipe off," Old Guo asserted with conviction.
"Old Demon Duan wouldn’t be sleeping with that sword, would he?"
"Just sleeping? He likes it so much, maybe secretly..."
That perverted storyteller, and even more perverted are those listening.
"Brother, let’s handle the important matters first."
"This ti, forget it."
"I’ll listen for two more days; after two days, I definitely won’t stop you."
If it wasn’t for Shen Ying grabbing Duan Yun around the waist, Old Guo would probably have suffered terribly again this ti.
Afterwards, Duan Yun, suppressing his anger, followed the monkey towards the direction of the mine.
The mine was located to the north of Yushi Town, adjacent to the graveyard.
From a distance, Duan Yun could already see the various holes on the mountain, looking like wounds on the mountain body, as well as resembling the mouths of monsters, sowhat terrifying.
As they approached, they could see the wooden supports used during the mining days.
Only the scaffold had long been rotten and covered with green moss-like algae.
Following the monkey, they entered one of the mine shafts, Duan Yun and Shen Ying both felt a bit eerie.
The wooden fras lying on the ground, so of them looked like human figures.
Along the way, they even saw skeletal bones in the cracks of the rocks.
Mining is not an easy task, and deaths are common.
But in this world, human lives are valued only slightly more than cattle and horses; compared to jade stone, their deaths are inconsequential.
Like Mo Sect in Wangchun City, even if they required half a person’s ribs each ti, as long as the silver is enough, there are plenty of people lining up.
The mine had long been abandoned, with no human traces and bones covered in moss buried within, for a mont, Duan Yun even felt this place was more sinister than the graveyard.
The graveyard had many corpses, but at least not all died violently.
But the dead in this mine either died of exhaustion or were buried alive by mine collapses, and even if they beca ghosts, they would be vengeful spirits filled with resentnt.
Duan Yun couldn’t help but recall the ghost stories he heard in Yushi Town, one was about a carp in the lake turning into a spirit that devoured people, and the other was about this haunted mine.
There were smaller holes within this mine, and walking through them, one always had the illusion of walking through the intestines of so evil creature.
At this mont, the monkey stopped and pointed to the side.
It was a very regular circular hole, as if it had been drawn with a compass.
Shen Ying, who was more experienced, said, "This feels like a robbers’ hole, could there be ancient tombs hidden in this mine?"
Hearing about ancient tombs, Duan Yun, who aspired to be a Tomb Raider Captain, imdiately beca spirited.
As soon as the monkey squeezed in, he imdiately followed.
The hole was indeed man-made, faint traces of excavation could be seen.
Although it should be quite old, the hole walls were covered with much moss, yet the robbers’ hole was still intact, with no signs of collapse.
Duan Yun couldn’t help but admire the tomb robber’s digging technique.
Even if he used Sword Qi or Sword Qi to dig this hole, it could not have been so perfectly circular.
The person who dug this hole had undoubtedly integrated the skill of digging into their body’s instincts, digging a perfect circle each ti.
The robbers’ hole was deeper than imagined.
In the darkness, it was easy to lose one’s sense of direction and even the perception of ti.
Duan Yun did not know how long he had been crawling; it felt quite long, and he always felt that if he kept going, he might end up in the underworld.
Surrounded by darkness, even if he strained his eyes, he could only vaguely make out the shape of a monkey’s rear.
Behind him, it was pitch black, and he could no longer see the monkey’s rear.
He felt like he had fallen into a dark ocean, with no knowledge of what surrounded him.
At this mont, he discovered that the path ahead was empty, and his entire body was suspended in mid-air.
From below, a series of squeaky monkey calls ca.
Duan Yun lit a Fire Stick, only then did he realize he had indeed arrived at a place resembling an ancient tomb.
The tomb wasn’t large, at least not to the naked eye; it was only the size of the front yard of Yuzhu Villa.
But inside, there were stone beds, stone benches, and stone lamps, as if soone had once lived here.
This inevitably reminded him of so ancient hermits’ cave dwellings, which probably looked similar.
But if it was just a hermit’s cave dwelling, there normally wouldn’t be a coffin.
However, next to the stone bed was indeed a stone sarcophagus.
The bed and the sarcophagus lay side by side, one could imagine that the tomb’s owner had been prepared, sleeping on the bed while alive, and laying in the sarcophagus when sensing death was near, everything clear and obvious.
The place was clearly robbed by tomb robbers, apart from these immovable stone bed and benches, nothing was left.
At this mont, the monkey pointed at the sarcophagus, waving its arms.
"Is the item in the sarcophagus?" Duan Yun asked doubtfully.
Rationally, if tomb robbers found this place, they would definitely have opened the sarcophagus to take the treasures and leave nothing behind.
Shen Ying understood his aning and said, "I know of a group of tomb robbers who before opening the sarcophagus would light a candle in the southeast corner of the tomb chamber. If the candle goes out during the opening, it signals that opening the sarcophagus is ill-oned, and they would not take the things inside."
"This practice is called ’Ghost Blowing Lamp,’ where if the ghost blows out the lamp, it ans you can’t take away the items."
Duan Yun had also heard of this practice, but from novels in his previous life.
If there was still sothing in the sarcophagus, it suggested that it was sothing even the tomb robbers dared not touch, indicating an ominous nature.
The sarcophagus lid was not tightly sealed, and the skeletal remains inside could be vaguely seen.
For a ti, the whole tomb chamber beca sinister, as if sothing was secretly peering in.
However, Duan Yun quickly decided to open the sarcophagus.
He, Young Hero Duan, embodied righteousness, and evil could not suppress the righteous; he had no room for such superstitions.
With a clatter, the sarcophagus lid was pried open, exposing the skeletal remains in the firelight.
Both Duan Yun and Shen Ying felt uneasy seeing this corpse.
It seed to be the remains of a Daoist, but despite the ti, it hadn’t completely decomposed, with half of the bones exposed.
Those dark eye sockets seed like they were staring right at you.
This person seed disabled or, to put it another way, had suffered many injuries before death, with gaps everywhere.
Most crucially, next to the heart area in the chest, so flesh and blood had not completely decomposed yet, but his heart was missing.
Stuck in the heart’s place was a jade slip, as if the jade slip was his heart.
"Secret book?"
Looking at the characters engraved on it, Duan Yun used the legendary Urine Gold Sword to pick out the jade slip.
During this ti, he and Shen Ying kept an eye on the corpse, afraid of the corpse mutating.
Duan Yun had previously passed on transmitting pole skills to the corpse chaser Huang Shi of the Huang Family in Yuanling, had personally seen him chasing corpses, and had also heard him talk about the Ren Family’s corpse mutation.
Shen Ying, with her broader experience, naturally had heard of such matters in advance.
This corpse was suspicious, and they needed to be cautious.
However, from start to finish, the corpse remained peacefully still.
Duan Yun picked up the jade slip and looked at it, in the flickering firelight, it boldly read "Unbeatable Boxing."
"This is actually a martial arts manual," exclaid Duan Yun excitedly.
As an exceptionally rare cultivation prodigy, he indeed should have so basic knowledge of martial arts.
"This martial arts manual is quite boastful," said Shen Ying, a genuine boxing master, unable to resist comnting.
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