Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 261: Waumu, the Pillar Man
As one of the only four remaining members of the Night Clan in the world, Waumu has his own pride.

He respected real warriors and real battles.

But obviously this did not include this weak mortal and the smelly human whose body was stained with the blood of his own children.

Disgusting conspiracy.

In the face of Wang Bingzhi's respect, Waum just nodded slightly but ignored it.

He ignored the hand extended by the head of the Wang family and walked straight into the big tent, only glancing at the old man Ge Qinfeng with disgust.

"stinky."

He said coldly: "Head of the Wang family, haven't you dug it up yet?"

"The speed is too slow. Based on the current progress, I'm afraid you won't be able to find the real secret treasure until you die of old age."

The Chinese is very standard and fluent, with a Shanxi accent.

Despite being humiliated like this, Wang Bingzhi was not annoyed. He withdrew his hand naturally and walked to the map.

"Excuse me, both of you. The surface of this mountain is made of dense granite. We have already tried three different methods of excavation."

"Although we work day and night, the progress is very unsatisfactory." Wang Bingzhi sighed.

He was also very anxious. The later he started digging, the sooner the Taoist sect, the Zhang family, and the government would come to settle accounts with him.

Waum pointed outside and said, "You have so much explosives prepared. Why don't you just drill holes in the mountain and carry out directional blasting?"

He has been awakened for some time. With his extraordinary brain power, he has learned various modern human knowledge such as posture, architecture, physics, calculus, etc. very quickly, and has even learned eight languages.

So he wasn't a primitive man. Although granite is hard, it can still be blasted open with the directed blast of high explosives. Many tunnels are built this way.

"No." A white-haired old man in the big tent said anxiously.

Another big man standing at the door walked up to him and looked down at him with dissatisfaction: "Human, what are you talking about!!"

Being stared at so coercively by this humanoid beast, the old man's legs instantly went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Santana, sit down!" Waum called Santana and said to the frightened old man, "Why not?"

"Mr. Chen, please tell everyone why it's not possible." Wang Bingzhi also spoke at this time.

He also did not agree with the use of blasting. If the immortal's secret treasure was accidentally destroyed, nothing he said would be of any use.

He is now in a dilemma.

"The art of geomancy relies primarily on observing the soil and tasting the water," the gray-haired man explained tremblingly. "I've visited eight surrounding villages and tasted seventeen ancient wells. I've confirmed that the water here is bitter and salty, with a concentration of three parts iron and seven parts silver."

"Logically speaking, this land is not suitable for burial mounds. It should even be barren and uninhabitable."

"But you see—"

The old man pointed at Wuwang Mountain in front of him with trembling fingers.

Even at night, you can see the lush greenery and dense vegetation on the mountain.

cuckoo-

Even night owls can be seen at night.

Wang Bingzhi said calmly, "It's not important."

Since he has a connection with immortals, he wouldn't be surprised even if stones turned into gold or Ganoderma lucidum grew on them.

"I understand, but it can't be blown up!" The old man's eyes flickered and he became more anxious.

"The rocks are crisscrossed and the stone powder is fine. Apart from the outermost layer of granite, the rest is made of the finest Qingshan stone."

"This Qingshan stone gathers Yin energy and determines the acupoints. It is extremely valuable and was often used as the sealing stone for large tombs during the Qin and Han dynasties."

"But now the whole mountain is made of this stone, it looks like it was formed naturally."

"I didn't want to believe that there would be any big tomb here, but since the owner said there must be one, then there is only one possibility." The old man's breathing became more and more rapid as he spoke. He coughed twice and took a while to relax before continuing.

"The underground palace is inside the rocks. The ancients used some ingenious method to hollow out the mountain and build an underground palace inside."

"The owner of the underground palace was first buried there. Hundreds of years later, after several earth dragons turned over, the rocks shifted and sealed the original tomb passage."

"After being left to the elements for hundreds of years, a thin layer of rock and soil formed on the mountain."

"Hundreds of years later, the transplanted seedlings grew into towering trees."

"It must have taken at least a thousand years to form such a natural underground palace in the mountains!"

"But there is no dynasty in this world that lasts for a thousand years." He slapped his thigh and said.

"This must be a haunted tomb!"

"It wasn't built for the dead, but for the great ghosts of the pre-Qin period!"

"It is both a sacrifice and a closure."

"Can't this ghost tomb be blown up?" Wang Bingzhi asked.

"A ghost tomb is completely different from a tomb for the dead!" The old man's face was filled with horror, as if he had thought of something horrible.

"Ten years ago, I unfortunately dug up a ghost tomb in the 800-li Qinchuan area."

"It was strange then. The tomb was built with a large amount of stone, just like this one. There was no passage at all."

"I don't believe in evil, I must give that explosive a try."

The old man lowered his head, his voice trembling: "I didn't expect there was no secret treasure behind the rocks, only a terrifying giant ghost!"

"Out of the hundreds of brothers who went there together, I was the only one who escaped!" "But compared to the great tomb today, that tomb is like the light of a firefly compared to the brilliance of the full moon. There's no comparison at all!"

"If we use explosives recklessly, the underground palace might collapse. If something is released, we might all die!"

Santana grabbed his collar and lifted him up: "You ridiculous human, what the hell are you talking about!"

"Santana, put him down!" Waum stood up and said to him: "Since these humans can't help us, we have to rely on ourselves."

"Let's go!"

Santana snorted and threw the old man to the ground.

Then the two giants walked out.

Wang Fuzhi leaned over to Wang Bingzhi's ear and whispered, "Clan leader, what should we do?"

"I have sent people to test these two foreigners. Their purpose is unclear and they are definitely not kind."

"If we let them get involved, we might end up making things easier for others."

"That's all right." Wang Bingzhi glanced at the silent old man. "The foreigners' origins are mysterious, and we are not without countermeasures."

"Besides, this underground palace is designed to contain immortal treasures, so it must be filled with countless traps and a dangerous place. It's impossible for them to get in so easily. Even if they do get in, it's okay for them to help us take the risk."

"We'll just follow our own path, and someone will take care of those two foreigners when the time comes."

As for the ghost tomb, he is not afraid of it at all. No matter how powerful the ghost is, he has 30,000 elite soldiers, hundreds of recruited extraordinary masters, and foreign strongmen.

No matter how powerful the ghost is, he can deal with it.

"Mr. Chen, I'm really sorry. Go down and rest first." Wang Bingzhi helped up the old man who was frightened by the Santana.

The old man surnamed Chen stood up tremblingly and hurried out.

After he walked out of the tent for half a mile, his footsteps, which were originally alternately deep and shallow, suddenly became more agile and his speed was a bit faster than that of ordinary people.

Soon, he returned to his camp, where a dozen strong men in short shirts and straw sandals were waiting for him.

"Master, what are they saying over there?" A strong man quickly stood up and helped the old man sit down.

"Hmph! What else can I say!" The old man was not at all afraid as he had just now. He took out a piece of tobacco and smoked it leisurely for a while, then spoke slowly.

"The Wang family was so eager to invite us here, but they never mentioned that there were so many strange people involved in tomb raiding. I even saw two foreigners today."

"It's a mixed bag, so it's clear they have bad intentions."

"And before, when Xiaojiu wanted to explore the area, he was stopped by their people!"

"That Wang Fuzhi probably deployed several thousand troops here!"

Another disciple immediately started cursing, "What the hell are these damn Wang family members trying to do? Do they think we're thieves in jail?"

The old man's face was gloomy. "They want to take advantage of the mechanism we cracked. We also want to build a false plank road to bypass their sight, sneak into the main tomb first, and get a lot of good things out."

"We, the Northern Ridge-lifting warriors, have always been driven by wealth, regardless of right or wrong, good or evil..."

"Don't be like Chen Yulou, who forgot his roots and thought he was a great philanthropist just because he gave out a few bowls of porridge!" He scolded Chen Yulou a few times.

Three generations ago, his grandfather and Chen Yulou's great-grandfather were brothers from the same clan, but they were separated into the north and the south, and there was no kinship anymore, only hatred for each other.

The old man surnamed Chen began to puff out smoke again. "Humph, they wanted to use explosives, but I scared them off."

"What a bunch of idiots, so eager for quick success, what if they blow up the underground palace?"

The man from before was a little hesitant: "Master, but is there really an underground palace in this stone mountain?"

The old man blew out a smoke ring and said hesitantly, "That tomb raider named Hu said that unless it were divinely-intended, it would be impossible to dig out a mausoleum in this place."

"But the Wang family couldn't possibly have spent such a huge price for something so illusory. There must be a cause and effect!"

"With so many people, even the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor can be moved!"

"I think this must be a large tomb, and it must be the tomb of a famous figure in history!"

"How could we dare to touch the tiger's butt of Yan Xishan and the Japanese on ordinary days?"

"But now that we have the support of the Wang family, we can invest heavily in manpower. This is the time for our Xiling faction to show its strength. This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"As for those two foreigners, they were outnumbered and alone when they got to the bottom of the tomb. How could they understand the wonders of Chinese Feng Shui?" He said sarcastically.

"When the time comes, we'll let them live or die. If they dare to come to China to support the cause, we'll make sure they run into a big dumpling."

"Master, I just saw those two foreigners heading north. Do we need to follow them?"

The old man chuckled sinisterly, "It's the Wang family who's afraid of them making a rash move, not us. We're just hired servants of the Wang family."

"What if the foreigners disturb the tomb?" another disciple asked worriedly.

"What do they know? Even blasting a mountain requires some skills. What do these foreigners know?"

"Just throwing two bundles of gunpowder at it will probably only make a small crater."

"By the way, let everyone stay away from those two foreigners and don't let the blood splash on themselves!" The old man didn't care.

"Damn it, you still want to scare me? I've seen so many zongzi in the past few decades!"

"Are you still afraid of two well-built Western devils?"

However, after cursing for a while, the old man said, "Have someone prepare more kerosene and firewood. When the time comes, we will set up a fire dragon formation on the high ground in the east, and then we can rest assured."

"No matter what, we must save ourselves first!"

　Chapter 2: 10:00 AM
　　
　
(End of this chapter)