Tomb Raider: The man is in the Nine Gates, but the system insists it's the Primordial Era.

After acquiring the bloodline of the "Witch Clan," Su Mu did not take everything for granted because of the system.

After returning from Laoxiongling and Ping'ershan, he searched for some historical materials that he could find.

It was eventually discovered that the Miao people who settled in the Laoxiongling area were originally a large ethnic group in history.

Sumu even managed to obtain some old county chronicles from the county town near the Miao village.

According to the county annals, the Miao people who settled here were naturally strong, and both men and women could punch tigers and kick bears after they grew up.

then,

The county annals also record that a natural disaster occurred during a certain dynasty.

In the face of famine, outsiders continued to venture into the mountains to hunt for food.

Outsiders clashed with the incredibly energetic Miao village.

At that time, the Miao people, young and old, who were in a semi-closed state, were holding their homemade iron tools, trying to resist and kill the outsiders who came into the mountains like ants, hunting the prey and gnawing on the tree bark.

A shot rang out.

The times have changed.

A short gun, shorter than an adult's arm, suddenly fired, hitting their Miao village's leader at the time.

Then, the situation changed.

The Miao people stopped resisting.

They allowed outsiders to devour all the prey in the mountains and gnaw on all the tree bark.

Famine spread through the Miao villages, and people continued to starve to death due to lack of food.

The bloodline of the Wu tribe, which remained in the world, began to fade, wither, and become fragmented.

Countless things like this have been completely erased into the annals of time with the arrival of a new era.

This is just the beginning.

Perhaps this is the fundamental reason why there were no more strange human races in the future, and only ordinary human races remained.

Time is a good thing.

Su Mu clearly remembered that in his previous life, a natural disaster had occurred in a certain place at a certain time, forcing the demise of a county town with a population of 10,000 that was built after the turn of the millennium.

But as time goes by, years later when someone mentions it again, no one will remember that such an event ever happened.

"We've arrived. Dismount."

"We transported the body to the place where we had burned it before, and took all the dry peach wood from the vehicle and burned it together."

Zhang Qishan dismounted and gave instructions to the guards escorting the corpse.

The guards nodded, put on special gloves, and began to move the hearse and the peach wood firewood that was being pulled behind the carriage.

"Isn't that amazing?"

Qi Tiezui recovered his senses, pulled the stubborn donkey that was groaning, and walked back to Su Mu's side.

"In ordinary people, you can't find even one in a hundred who has the innate destiny to be free from evil spirits, but Buddha has gathered a whole bunch of them around him."

"It's strange, they are all highly skilled and have amazing auras. There is not a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation on their bodies, but they are not afraid of evil spirits in the world."

Qi Tiezui stared blankly at the Zhang family's personal guards carrying the corpses ahead.

and also.

The group moved in perfect unison, as if they had done everything before and had worked together to complete various special tasks.

Su Mu shook his head, showing no interest in the matter.

The Zhang family's mysterious nature is quite fantastical to outsiders.

But for him, a time traveler, there weren't so many legends.

Su Mu remembers.

The Zhang family is a special race whose bloodline mutated because their ancestors were exposed to radiation from a meteorite in the Kunlun Mountains. They resembled humans in appearance but were no longer considered normal humans.

The Zhang family never intermarries with outsiders to preserve the purity of their magical bloodline.

Even those like Zhang Qishan, who were born out of wedlock in the last generation of the Zhang family, possessed extraordinary bloodline power, which is why they were able to perform exceptionally well.

The Qilin bloodline in Zhang's personal guards seems to have become very faint.

Only Zhang Qishan, the Buddha with the Qiongqi pattern on his shoulder, still retains some of his ancestors' unique bloodline.

The crackling sound of burning firewood filled the air.

Zhang's personal guards, carrying torches, spread dry peach wood on the ground, then placed the mutated corpses inside and set them ablaze.

"Another place I must visit: the Kunlun Mountains."

"And there are also the dragons and the merfolk hidden in the Ruins of the South China Sea."

"The giant serpent Zhujiuyin in the Qinling Mountains, which is named after the Ancestral Witch, and the bronze divine tree forged from meteorite iron from outer space."

"The three families of the water demons in the three-lined swirling migration... there are so many places I want to go."

Watching the towering flames rise into the sky, Su Mu, still on horseback, muttered to himself.

"What dragon? What Zhujiuyin? What Three-Line Cycle?"

Qi Tiezui glanced sideways and gave Su Mu a strange look.

Before this.

We must obtain the burial scripture written by Qingwuzi, which is hidden beneath an ancient tomb in a mine!

Su Mu ignored Qi Tiezui's attempt to speak and continued to think with a focused gaze.

On the way back from Shisanlipu, Su Mu looked through the "Zhou Tian Shi Ba Gua" (Eighteen Trigrams of the Heavenly Cycle) used by Sun Guofu in his transactions with the shops. He found that the contents were very obscure and could not be understood in a short time.

Because of his time travel, he learned that the person buried in the ancient tomb in the mine was Qingwuzi, a feng shui master from the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Su Mu also looked up the other party's information in real life.

According to the records, Qingwuzi was not only a feng shui master, but also a person who thoroughly studied the burial classics before the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and left behind a burial classic summary called "Qingwu Jing".

As the saying goes...

The predecessors buried things according to the book, and the successors dug them according to the book.

The Book of Burial is more valuable than any treasure for any tomb raider.

The "Qingwu Jing," which belongs to the Northern and Southern Dynasties period and summarizes the burial sites of previous dynasties, is particularly important to Sumu.

Su Mu has little interest in artifacts from dynasties after the Han Dynasty.

What he wanted were the legendary artifacts from the Qin Dynasty and even earlier periods.

summer.

Quotient.

week.

How wonderful it would be if we could find more artifacts from these three periods.

"How about we make a deal?"

Zhang Qishan, who was also watching the flames shooting into the sky from the burning corpses, turned around with some surprise and looked at the boy behind him.

"Speak," Zhang Qishan said, frowning.

"I can help you go down into the mines to find ancient tombs. I don't want anything else in the tombs, just the scriptures, talismans, and elixirs. How about that?" Su Mu touched his nose.

Zhang Qishan's reason for searching for the ancient tomb in the mine was simply to find the fragments of extraterrestrial meteorite that the mysterious, reclusive families had spent their entire lives trying to find.

Su Mu himself already possessed a more ancient and distant Wu clan bloodline, and he looked down on other bloodlines such as Qilin and Phoenix.

"Two conditions."

"First, no one else but you can know about this."

"Second, follow me. Do not expose me to the other nine gates or forces. After returning to the city, I will still be the Changsha defense officer, and you will still be the manager of the True Immortal Temple."

Zhang Qishan pondered for a moment and then gave two conditions.

"So many requests, alright, adjutant, Eighth Master, everything should be fine here now, so I'll take my leave."

Su Mu cupped his hands in greeting, didn't even glance at Zhang Qishan, and turned his horse away.