Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 10 [Cursed Treasure]

"Remember when we used explosives to blow up the cracks in the rocks?"

Without keeping the audience in suspense for too long, Yang An explained briefly.

"The Zaglama Mountain originally has many cracks in the rocks, which makes it unstable. There is also a large cavity called the Ghost Cave Abyss inside, so it is very easy to collapse."

"We use explosives to blast open the cracks in the rocks, which is like making another small hole in a piece of porcelain that is already cracked and about to break."

"We are lucky that the mountain didn't collapse directly, but the two tremors just now were more severe each time, which means that the entire Zagrama Mountain is slowly collapsing."

"I guess the prophet may have seen this scene a long time ago, so he built a mausoleum here specifically to wait for us and lead the way for us."

"So we saved ourselves."

Yang An's guess was confirmed by Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang.

Hu Bayi sighed, saying that he had underestimated this small capitalist from the United States before, and he actually had some skills, at least he had not thought of this.

But the problem came again.

Hu Bayi glanced at the three cracks in the rock and frowned, saying, "But there are three cracks in the rock. They can't all be ways out. Why is the prophet asking us to choose one of the three? Could this be another test?"

Yang An glanced at the body of the prophet who was originally holding the stone box, but now fell to the ground, and the hand holding the stone box was pointing to the large crack on the left.

Shirley Yang followed Yang An's gaze and suddenly understood: "It's true, the prophet has revealed it to us!"

The fat man slapped his thigh.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go."

The fat man bowed to the prophet and said, "Grandpa Prophet, you are really amazing. I will burn incense and pray for you day and night when I go out. We will leave first."

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully before preparing to leave. At this time, the entire tomb began to collapse gradually.

Cracks began to appear in the ground, and debris fell from above, causing the ground to shake violently, once again proving that Yang An's speculation was correct.

"Let's go!"

Hu Bayi took the lead and went to help Professor Chen up, but he was troubled by another problem. He turned around and asked everyone: "What should we do with Team Member Ye's body? It's not appropriate to just leave it here, right?"

Because of Yang An's shock just now, Ye Yixin's ghost did not dare to possess Professor Chen.

Hu Bayi didn't know that Professor Chen was about to snatch the parchment booklet, and everyone might be buried here forever.

At this time Hu Bayi softened his heart and wanted to take Ye Yixin's body away.

However, he did not act immediately, but looked at Yang An. His meaning was very clear, he was waiting for Yang An to speak.

Yang An was a little hesitant. Ye Yixin almost caused everyone's death. In the original book, he tore off the parchment booklet at the last moment, and almost buried Hu Bayi and the other four in the sea of ​​sand.

Thinking of this, Yang An was ready to refuse. Let her rest here in peace.

But something unexpected happens.

As if knowing that they were about to leave, Yang An noticed an illusory floating ghost shadow appearing not far from Ye Yixin's body.

It’s Ye Yixin!

She was wandering around, not daring to approach, but her face was full of pleading.

Fatty Wang waited for a long time but no one left, so he wanted to urge them to leave.

But Hu Bayi waved his hand to stop him.

"shush"

Hu Bayi stared at Yang An. He noticed that Yang An was looking at Ye Yixin's body with a focused look and a golden light in his eyes.

Who is Yang An looking at?
The answer is obvious - it is Ye Yixin's soul!

Hu Bayi didn't believe this at first, he was a staunch materialist, but unfortunately the world itself was not materialistic.
"Wait a minute, don't be impatient Fatty..."

And what about Yang An?

He looked at Ye Yixin, who was kneeling on the ground, shedding tears of blood, and silently begging him to take her body away.

It’s also a mixture of emotions.

The girl was in her prime, and they had been together for more than a month and had become friends. But who would have thought that when they were about to leave, they would lose their lives here.

Yang An recalled the first time they met, Ye Yixin had a big braid and was shyly greeting him. Forget it, take her away.

Yang An is now a superhuman in size, and his physical fitness is four times better than before, so it is not difficult to carry him.

But one thing needs to be made clear.

"Teammate Ye, I can take you away, but I can only do my best. If it's impossible, don't blame me if you want to drag me down with you."

Yang An's expression was serious. He didn't object to helping others, but he would never let himself be dragged to death by helping others.

Hearing this, Hu Bayi's heart skipped a beat.

He was just guessing just now, but when it was confirmed that there was indeed a ghost staring at them, Hu Bayi still felt a chill down his spine.

The city is still better. He doesn't want to stay in this damn place any longer.

Ye Yixin's soul nodded repeatedly in surprise, and then tentatively moved towards Yang An.

The golden light from Yang An's eyes did not hurt her this time, but slowly eliminated the resentment that was lingering around her for her unjust death.

Wisps of black air disappeared.

Ye Yixin's ferocious face and twisted neck gradually returned to normal, and even his body became much more solid.

Seeing that Ye Yixin no longer looked like a ghost, Yang An did not waste any more time. He stepped forward and lifted up Ye Yixin's body easily. The weight of over a hundred pounds seemed like nothing in his hands, and he carried it on his shoulders.

"Come on!"

A group of people stumbled out.

I walked through the crack on the left and after a few steps, the long-lost sunlight was shining, very dazzling. The sky above my head was no longer a dark rock, but a light blue sky that I had not seen for a long time.

The exit of the crack is less than a few meters above the top of the mountain.

This time, Ye Yixin's body did not cause any trouble to anyone.

On the contrary, this good deed also brought good luck to everyone.

The shaking of the mountain was not severe.

It was not until everyone climbed to the top of the mountain that Yang An was finally pulled up by Hu Bayi and Fatty.

next moment!
“Rumble——!!!”

The entire mountain could no longer hold on and began to shake violently. Countless cracks kept popping up like spider webs, and black rubble rolled downwards with a loud rumbling sound.

"Little Master Yang, how do we run next?"

Hu Bayi took a breath. He was out, but he was still far from safe.

After witnessing the extraordinary power displayed by Yang An, Hu Bayi was completely convinced by him and handed over the dominant position to Yang An.

Yang An took a breath and stood on the top of the mountain looking at the golden sea of ​​sand in the distance, a romantic yet dangerous and terrifying scenery.

Then he licked his still cracked lips and took out the parchment book left by the prophet from his pocket.

Ready to throw off the cliff.

But it was snatched away by the fat man with quick eyes and hands.

"Fatty! What are you doing!" Hu Bayi scolded in annoyance. Fatty is good in every way. As a brother, he would save you even at the cost of his own life.

But there is just one thing: greed for money!

"Old Hu, Young Master Yang, this is a sheepskin booklet from a thousand years ago. It contains so many ancient texts. This is a valuable thing and we cannot throw it away!"

The fat man felt bitter. He had come out for this trip and had gained so much treasure. He would not return empty-handed again. He was very reluctant to put the parchment booklet in his arms.

Before Hu Bayi could try to persuade him again, Yang An stopped him and said he had a way to make the fat man hand over the sheepskin booklet.

"Fatty, remember what it said in the Great Tang Records on the Western Regions."

"This land, along with all the wealth beneath it, is cursed wealth. The greedy people who take away the wealth will be buried in this land of death by endless sandstorms."

"What if you take this thing away and get cursed? Do you want to die in the desert like those mummies?"

Hearing this, the fat man was no longer greedy. Without waiting for Yang An's instructions, he threw the precious sheepskin booklet in his arms down the mountain like throwing away a hot potato.

(End of this chapter)