My understanding is incredible: I gained enlightenment and immortality in the Kunlun Demon Kingdom

"This is my father, Brother Chen, there is blood here." The fat man said, pointing at a bloodstain.

"Yeah." Chen Ze nodded and didn't care.

"Brother Chen, look!" the fat man said, pointing at the bloodstains on the wall.

"This should be his own." Chen Ze guessed. After all, the fat man also had blood, and this man had been buried in such a place for a long time, so it was normal for him to have some corpse gas on his body.

Chen Ze went around to the other side to see what was going on. Only then did Chen Ze discover that there was a portrait hanging on the right wall. The portrait was of a woman.

The background of the portrait is an ancient palace, which should be a building like an imperial mausoleum. However, the color of this painting is much darker and not very bright.

"Which concubine's portrait is this? Judging from the year, I can't tell what era it is from." The fat man whispered in Chen Ze's ear.

Chen Ze shook his head to indicate that he didn't know, and just asked the fat man to stay away from the portrait to avoid getting into trouble.

Chen Ze walked around and found that there was only this bedroom in the entire tomb. There was nothing else except this portrait, a simple bed and a coffin.

"Fatty, move the candle away. Once it goes out, there will be no clues left." Chen Ze warned.

"Oh, OK!"

As the candle went out, the room became pitch black, and the fat man was so scared that he hid behind Chen Ze.

"Why are you hiding behind me? What are you afraid of? I won't bite you!" Chen Ze said unhappily.

"I'm not scared, I just want someone to protect me." The fat man explained aggrievedly.

"Okay, I'll protect you." Chen Ze patted his chest and said, but this sentence was no longer valid after three seconds.

"You lied to me. You just said you wouldn't bite anyone." The fat man said angrily.

"I didn't say that just now!" Chen Ze said with an innocent face.

"Fuck!" the fat man roared in frustration.

"If you keep making noise I'll eat you!"

"How dare you! I'm the nation's husband."

Chen Ze: "..."

"Alright, alright, get to work!" Chen Ze urged the fat man impatiently.

The fat man glared at Chen Ze unwillingly, then began to look for clues.

The fat man searched the whole room but still found nothing. Seeing this, Chen Ze asked, "Fatty, how did you get into this room?"

The fat man pointed to a ventilation duct nearby and said, "I crawled in from here."

Chen Ze: "..."

The fat man looked at Chen Ze's expression and instantly understood what Chen Ze meant. He thought that he was disgusted with his stupidity.

"Damn it, just take your time to look for it yourself. I won't play with you anymore!" After saying that, the fat man turned around and left.

"Hey, come back here!" Chen Ze quickly stopped the fat man.

"Hmph, I can't find it anyway, so you take your time looking. I'm going back to the dormitory to sleep first. You should also take a night's rest. I'm exhausted today." After saying that, the fat man really turned around and left.

Chen Ze sighed helplessly and could only continue to search the tomb.

Chen Ze searched in the tomb for a long time and finally found a stone tablet with words engraved on it.

"Is this text?" Chen Ze took the stone tablet and studied it. He found that the text on the stone tablet was a little blurry and he could only barely make out the words on the stone tablet.

"Looking at the handwriting, it should be Chinese characters, but I don't know which king of the Han Dynasty it belongs to." Chen Ze muttered to himself.

"System, is there a scanning function?" Chen Ze asked the system.

System: “No!”

Chen Ze was disappointed, but since the system couldn't scan it, Chen Ze could only use his naked eyes to identify it. Chen Ze used a flashlight to illuminate the words on the stone tablet and found that the words were stained with blood. Although they had faded, they could still be vaguely distinguished because of the mottled bloodstains.

Chen Ze wrote down the words with pen and paper, intending to find a professional to appreciate them when he had time.

At the end of the text, there were several bloody characters "Qin", which left a deep impression on Chen Ze. This should be the name of Qin Shihuang himself.

"Hey, there are words!" Suddenly the fat man's voice sounded from the corner.

Chen Ze and Fatty walked towards the Fatty upon hearing what was said, only to see the Fatty squatting beside a corpse. Chen Ze went over to take a look and saw that it was a coffin. Fatty had just seen a bit of red clothing scraps sticking out from the gap in the coffin.

Chen Ze and the fat man worked together to lift the corpse up and then laid it flat on the coffin lid.

"Click--pop!" The coffin lid moved, making a crisp sound.

"This corpse is so heavy. Such a fat person can actually be hidden in this coffin." The fat man sighed.

"Shh! Don't make noise. It will be a big trouble if the zongzi is brought out!" Chen Ze made a gesture to keep quiet, then kicked the coffin lid with his foot, trying to kick it open.

However, the coffin lid did not move at all. No matter how hard Chen Ze tried, it was of no use. The coffin lid seemed to be welded shut.

"What the hell is this broken coffin, it's so solid!" Chen Zeyu asked. You know, in the past Chen Ze could kick coffins like it was a piece of cake, but this time he couldn't shake the coffin at all.

The fat man couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he saw this scene. If Chen Ze hadn't been here, the fat man would have run away long ago.

"Brother Chen, why don't we go to another house to look for it? There are a lot of rooms here anyway. I remember there are several other secret rooms!" the fat man instigated.

"I think the key is that there is only this one room here. Do you think I can find another one?

To other rooms?" Chen Ze said speechlessly.

"Well, that seems right."

The fat man smiled awkwardly. He had forgotten that there was only this one room here.

The fat man scratched his head and said, "Let's just wait here. If it wakes up, you won't be powerless to resist!"

The fat man thought he had come up with a brilliant idea.

"Okay!" Chen Ze agreed to the fat man's suggestion.

Chen Ze couldn't think of a better solution, so he could only choose to trust the fat man.

"Fatty, how come the bottom of the coffin collapsed?" Chen Ze asked, looking at the groove on the sole of his foot.

"How should I know! You ask me, but who should I ask? You don't know, and I don't know either." The fat man spread his hands, with an expression that said I don't understand anything and I am innocent.

"Hehe~" Chen Ze sneered twice and ignored the fat man, ready to sit and wait for dawn. But after sitting down, Chen Ze noticed that the coffin was surrounded by dust.

"What the hell are you doing? Did you sleep here last night?" Chen Ze asked.

Fatty: "No, I slept on the bed. I was afraid that there might be danger inside the coffin, so I didn't dare to lie down."

"Damn! Aren't you sleeping in bed? Why aren't you breathing..." Chen Ze looked at the fat man suspiciously.

"I'm not breathing? How come I didn't know I wasn't breathing? I was still gasping for breath just now!" said the fat man in surprise.

Chen Ze frowned and stared at the fat man for a while, making sure that the fat man was indeed not breathing.

"Could it be that it is possessed by something?" Chen Ze touched his chin, and then carefully examined the body. Chen Ze found that there were marks of strangulation on the neck of the body.

"He must have been killed by someone, and it was most likely you!" Chen Ze said firmly.

"Fuck, Chen Ze, I find that you are becoming smarter and smarter." After listening to Chen Ze's analysis, the fat man couldn't help but praise him.

"Stop talking nonsense and find the mechanism to open the door quickly. Don't disturb my sleep!" Chen Ze said. This kind of praise from the fat man was not very tempting to Chen Ze.

After all, the audiences in Chen Ze’s live broadcast room are all wealthy people, and he receives a lot of gifts throughout the year, so Chen Ze has long been immune to money.

"Oh!" the fat man replied. (End of this chapter)