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What's the point of earning money if you don't spend it?

After mining for so long, can't you move out and enjoy life? Why stay in the mountains, living a life of hardship and deprivation? If you're so ascetic, why be a wizard? You should go to a monastery and become an ascetic.

I've only ever heard of people getting addicted to League of Legends or the original League of Legends, never to the point of being obsessed with Gold Miner.

Chapter 127 Seven Calabash Brothers? No, wait!

Zhu Mingyao expressed respect and tolerance for Old Vic's strange behavior, but could not understand it.

Anyway, he doesn't have any particular fondness for seclusion or asceticism.

With everything completed, he was about to head home and consider how to mine the gold here when a vague message suddenly came from the ghost soldiers he had just sent out to patrol and keep watch.

Ok?

Zhu Mingyao immediately became alert. He made a hand seal and cast seven or eight layers of protective spells on himself, making thorough preparations before carefully concealing himself and slipping towards the direction where the Yin soldiers were.

Inside the underground cave, the Yin energy was dense, and the Yin soldiers, being spiritual beings, were like fish in water. They had wandered far away in a short while, almost reaching the limit of their control distance, so the information they sent back was somewhat intermittent, blurry, and difficult to understand.

After traveling a considerable distance through the towering, strange rocks, Zhu Mingyao stopped in front of a cliff face. A narrow crevice, about half a person's width wide, was cracked open, and a strange aura emanated from it. A ghostly soldier was floating and hovering above it.

He casually ordered the ghostly soldier to stay put and stand guard. He then peered into the narrow crevice between the rocks at the rough, sharp protrusions and the clumps of what appeared to be cave monster excrement stuck inside. After gesturing to the distance between the two sides, Zhu Mingyao wisely abandoned his plan to squeeze through, considering the sake of his newly bought Levi's casual clothes.

He launched a ball of light into the crevice, using the light to observe the exit on the other side. He then reached out and placed his hand on the stone to sense its length. After that, Zhu Mingyao stood in front of the stone wall, selected a spot, prepared silently for a while, and then suddenly accelerated, crashing headfirst into the stone wall!

Just as his forehead was about to make intimate contact with the hard mountain rock, a thick layer of yellow light suddenly burst forth from Zhu Mingyao's body, enveloping his figure and disappearing into the stone wall like a stone thrown into water!

……

There's an old saying in the martial arts world: "Never enter a forest." This means that when the situation is unclear, it's not advisable to rashly enter unfamiliar and complex terrain.

Zhu Mingyao must have something to rely on to dare to venture alone into the vast and chaotic underground space to search and track down the culprit.

He cultivated the Twenty-Four Gods of the Yellow Court Inner Landscape, and each time he activated a god, he would gain a supernatural ability.

After activating the [Spleen Spirit Forever] skill, the supernatural ability that is awakened is the famous [Earth Travel Technique] in the Xuanmen!

The wonder of earth-moving techniques is truly admirable; in a flash, the entire body disappears into the earth!

Unlike ordinary earth-walking or earth-escaping techniques, the [Earth-Walking Technique] can not only traverse ordinary soil, but also rocky cliffs and cement brick walls. As long as they belong to the category of Earth in the Five Elements, this technique can pass through them smoothly and quickly.

With such a means of protection, from then on, there were few caves or underground chambers in the world that could trap him.

It should be understood that even the most complex underground cave is not a solid, intact rock layer, but rather is filled with gaps and spaces of varying sizes. With these spaces to move around, regulate one's breathing, and recover one's energy, even if Zhu Mingyao is thousands of feet underground, he can slowly return to the surface.

The dark, muddy shadows parted like a tide before the spiritual light emanating from the Yellow Court's inner vision, and the boy's eyes lit up as he suddenly appeared in a passageway.

Looking at the fluorite stones embedded in the wall, which resembled torches and streetlights extending into the distance, and then at the mummified corpse of a cave-dwelling monster lying on the ground, Zhu Mingyao felt a sudden sense of doubt.

Old Vic is digging for gold, so what's the point of building a secret passage here?

If he hadn't sensed no danger, he would have turned back right now.

Well, since we're already here, one more shiver won't make a difference.

After offering himself a classic Chinese proverb for self-consolation, Zhu Mingyao summoned a host of creatures: ghostly soldiers with bows drawn and swords raised, and giant sand and stone dogs clearing the way, escorting him as he ventured deeper into the depths.

After walking along the passageway for about a hundred meters, faint rays of light shone through, and after a few more steps, the view suddenly opened up.

When Zhu Mingyao finally saw what was in front of him, he was stunned.

It was simply because the strange and bizarre sight before his eyes was too bizarre to behold.

Inside the circular stone chamber, where the dome and floor are inlaid with countless gold leaves, there are exquisite mahogany dressing tables, clean classical standing mirrors, elegant alabaster tea tables, and even a stone fireplace carved out of one wall. It is clearly a European classical style women's bedroom!

If he hadn't known he was in a cave hundreds of meters underground, he would have thought he had accidentally wandered into the boudoir of some rich girl.

There was only one place, where the master's bed should have been placed, with only a rectangular stone platform, three feet high, on which sat an item that seemed out of place with the rest of the arrangement:

It was a crystal-clear body...

Crystal coffin?

A wine-red, gold-painted carpet cascaded down from the stone platform to the ground. The long, silver candlesticks at the four corners were devoid of candles; instead, they were illuminated by clusters of bright, white flames that not only lit up the secret chamber but also reflected a mesmerizing rainbow of colors onto the crystal coffin.

If it were just that, it could only be described as peculiar. What truly elevates the style into the realm of horror is the seven corpses kneeling in a circle in front of the crystal coffin.

Six cave-dwelling monsters and one elderly human!

The scene before him was so bizarre that Zhu Mingyao was momentarily at a loss, and it took him a while to recover.

What kind of performance art is this? What the hell is going on...?

Zhu Mingyao's heart was rippled with a mix of thoughts, and he frowned slightly, suppressing his distracting thoughts as he carefully examined the matter.

Although the elderly human had been dead for a long time, he had not completely decomposed due to the cold underground environment. Judging from his appearance, he was the old mine guard Vic described by Sheriff Anthony, who was also the suspected mastermind in the original "The Descent".

But now he was a cold corpse, wearing a tight-fitting bright red coarse cloth coat and a red soft hood, holding a mining pickaxe in his hand, and a joyful smile on his face.

Looking around, the other six monster corpses were dressed in the same style of clothing and soft hats in six colors: orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, and each was holding a pickaxe.

Seeing this scene with such a strong sense of déjà vu, Zhu Mingyao's hidden吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical) spirit was burning fiercely.

Leading a bunch of monsters underground to cosplay as the Calabash Brothers, sir, that's incredibly creative! Staying in the deep mountains and forests mining is truly a waste of your talents!

And this luxurious decor...

Looking around, the gold leaf covering the ground was almost dazzling, and he shook his head.

The old man probably spent most of the gold he dug up on the decorations and furnishings here.

What a waste of time! They've made such a mess, it'll take a lot of effort to clean it up again.

He suddenly felt inexplicably angry, as if there was a ball of cotton in his chest, making him feel irritable and restless. He snorted heavily, turned around, and walked back hurriedly, as if someone in his heart was urging him to leave quickly.

Honestly, I'll ask the Chamber of Commerce to pack up the gold and take it out when I get home...

Hurry home...

Hurry up...

and many more!

It was as if a lightning bolt had flashed through Zhu Mingyao's mind, shattering the fog of confusion.

He gripped the entrance to the passageway, his heart pounding wildly, and every pore on his body stood on end in terror.

The illogical parts of my behavior and thinking just now quietly surfaced in my mind.

Why would I think this scene is about the Calabash Brothers?

Seven men wielding pickaxes, dressed in those ridiculous clothes, in a crystal coffin—a story concept would be more fitting!

and also!

Why didn't I look inside the coffin?

What am I afraid of?

What am I afraid of?

What am I afraid of!

Chapter 128 Human Skin

Hundreds of meters of rock strata isolate the earth from all the noise of the surface world, and the secret chambers hidden deep underground should be filled with eternal silence.

But today, a heavy, labored breathing sound shattered the silence.

Zhu Mingyao stood at the entrance of the passageway, his hand gripping the stone wall, his chest heaving violently, and beads of cold sweat gradually seeping from his pores.

His cultivation had already reached a high level, and he was not far from the realm of being impervious to heat and cold. In the past, it would have been unimaginable for him to lose his composure like this.

But in the present moment...

At this moment, he only regretted that the [Shangqing Huangting Neijing Jing] he cultivated was too profound and the inspiration it gave him was too sharp. Even under the powerful interference and confusion, he still subconsciously realized that something was wrong.

He could now clearly sense that a kind of observer effect had formed between himself and the "existence" in the crystal coffin!

If I had turned around and left without realizing it, perhaps I could have escaped unharmed.

Now that they have realized this, if they still turn around and leave as if nothing happened, the subtle entanglement of their energies will cause the other party to break out of the coffin and pounce on them with overwhelming force, killing them on the spot!

Oh my god...

Zhu Mingyao was on the verge of tears. He had only wanted to make a fortune, but how did he end up in this predicament?

Faced with the crisis, his mind became incredibly clear in an instant, and his thoughts raced and analyzed the situation.

Can't escape!

In the current situation, turning your back on the enemy and running away is the most foolish thing to do! We don't even know what they are, what methods they have, or how to defend ourselves. Judging from the difference in their auras, the enemy is already stronger than us. If we lose the initiative, our chances of survival will be slim.

So, should we just look back?

Zhu Mingyao's head turned at a snail's pace, barely making a tiny turn, when he felt the previously dormant aura in the crystal coffin behind him suddenly become more active. An invisible and intangible malice seemed to transform into a ferocious face, and a greedy and evil gaze was fixed on his back.

Damn it! Not even allowed to look?

He let out a soft, irritated breath, barely managing to calm himself down. He activated his [Mind and Spirit Core] ability, cautiously probing and sensing as if walking on thin ice.

Judging from the other party's reaction, it didn't seem to be an intelligent living being, nor was it some kind of pre-set spell. Rather, it seemed to be some kind of object or... mark?

In other words, "it" intended to attack itself not out of autonomous thought, but merely as an instinctive reaction to visual perception!

That being the case...

A thought flashed through Zhu Mingyao's mind. He stopped trying to turn his head to look and instead slowly and tentatively reached into his robes. Sure enough, this time the entity inside the crystal coffin did not react.

He carefully took out a small brass box, about half the size of his palm, and gently pressed the mechanism. With a swish, the lid popped open, revealing a shimmering pool of light inside—a women's makeup mirror.

Zhu Mingyao secretly felt lucky. He had found this antique makeup mirror at a flea market a while ago and gave it to Bai Ziyuan as a favor so that he could use it to pick up girls. But the guy kept one for himself and told him to carry it around and use it to win over girls he liked.

He had been carrying it with him lately, originally intending to give it to Michelle, but since their relationship hadn't reached that point yet, he hadn't felt comfortable making the offer. He never expected it to be used here.

Zhu Mingyao recalled the furnishings in the stone room, carefully adjusting the angle of the makeup mirror. After a moment, a blurry image floated in the mirror.

Looking through the makeup mirror, a full-length mirror as tall as a person stands there, and inside the mirror, a crystal coffin is clearly visible!

After waiting for a while and seeing no movement, he dared to lower his gaze and observe carefully. The double reflection of the two mirrors indeed bypassed the reaction of that "existence"!

Its color was withered yellow, wrinkled and rolled up. It had hands and feet, and two shrunken bags on its chest. At the top, a clump of silvery hairs, like tangled weeds, was faintly visible. It spread out to the left and right from a crack in the center of its chest and abdomen, as if something had crawled out of it... Zhu Mingyao tried hard to make out the scene under the double reflection.

This is... a roll of human skin!