Tomb raiders: You stole my little Qilin?

The reward is—the Nine Palaces Step.

'Use the reward?'

Wu Wei had heard of the Nine Palaces Step.

Move according to the nine palaces, circling and drifting, using skillful force to deflect force—this is the core of the Bagua School.

Although I didn't get any items, the tomb-crawling movement technique is crucial, so it's still pretty good.

"Confirmed for use," he said to 999 in his mind.

"Ding, successful use."

The moment the 999 notification tone ended.

Wu Wei felt a surge of energy flowing from his legs, coursing through his meridians, making his legs stronger. He estimated he could leap forward eight or nine meters.

My heart, which had been pounding, calmed down a little, and I continued walking forward with Wu Sansheng.

The group looked around as they walked for about ten minutes.

Finally, after another turn, the group entered the tomb chamber.

The tomb covers a large area and the burial chamber is spacious.

The front chamber contained no gold or silver jewelry, but instead displayed several clay sculptures of warhorses and chariots, suggesting it was the tomb of a military general.

Everyone seemed a little excited. Wu Sansheng coughed twice and said, "Keep it down and go check out the side room."

Open the door to the side chambers; there is a shelf in each side chamber.

On the left are the weapons used by the tomb owner, and on the right shelf are a dazzling array of treasures.

Porcelain, jade pendants, ornaments, and more—the sheer variety is dazzling.

The group was delighted, put on gloves, and began to collect the items methodically.

Wu Sansheng also reminded Wu Wei from behind, "Be careful when you take it, and check if there are any hidden weapons."

Wu Wei nodded, took a jade pendant and a thumb ring from the treasure shelf, and also put a crane-shaped jade ornament on it.

After browsing the weapon rack for a while, I finally spotted a short sword that was entirely silver-white.

This sword is quite interesting; it's forearm-length, and the hilt is hollow and can be opened.

Once the liquid is placed inside, it will seep out along the sword's grooves and cover the entire blade.

Wu Wei mentally muttered to 999, "Putting some poison in the middle, and wielding a dagger, isn't that just like a human cobra?"

"The host's weapon perfectly matches his character."

"..."

The dog system has started to act sarcastic and unsettling.

Each person had only one backpack, and the group hastily picked out some valuable items before heading towards the main burial chamber, hoping to find something even better.

A huge coffin was placed in the main burial chamber, its stone outer shell reflecting the warm orange-red light of the torches.

Instead of providing any sense of security, it appeared even more eerie and sinister.

Behind the coffin, several complete human skeletons sat cross-legged on the ground, some with zithers on their laps, and others holding pipa in their arms.

It looks like a theatrical troupe that was buried alive with the victims.

Wu Sansheng lit a candle, and after the candlelight rose, Pan Zi took a crowbar and walked towards the coffin.

They worked together to open the coffin, only to find the body had already turned into bones.

There wasn't anything good inside, just two ancient paintings, one of which was stained by the putrid liquid from the corpse.

Wu Sansheng carefully put away the intact ancient painting and made a gesture to the back of his head.

Pan Zi and the others stepped forward and sealed the coffin.

Everyone bowed politely to the coffin.

They turned around and headed back.

Wu Sansheng also remarked on the tranquility of this tomb raiding experience.

suddenly!

A sudden change has occurred!

A mournful orchestral sound echoed from the empty tomb chamber.

The skeleton holding the musical instruments began to move, its sharp, skeletal hands caressing the broken zither and pipa.

There was also a wooden flute that had been weathered to the point of being half-destroyed, placed next to a skull that had no flesh left.

A strange force caused these instruments, which should have been broken, to make sounds.

Everyone felt uneasy after hearing the sound, including Wu Sansheng and Pan Zi, who froze on the spot, motionless.

[Ding! Abnormal energy fluctuations detected. Mental attacks have been shielded for the host. Please collect the energy as soon as possible!]

Even knowing this was a tomb raiding world, Wu Wei's legs went weak at the sight, and he asked tremblingly:

"Little 9, how...how do we collect them?"

"Ding! Currently, collecting requires contact with an energy source."

Taking a deep breath, Wu Wei ignored the creeping fear in his heart and walked forward.

The sound stopped abruptly, and the tone shifted.

The melody shifted from tranquil to powerful.

Wu Wei kept talking to 999 to relieve his fear.

"Little 9, this tune is awesome! I think I can hear warhorses neighing."

[Ding! Host, please note, it's not "seems"!]

Wu Wei froze, turning around in the direction of the clanging of weapons.

A group of humanoid phantoms riding warhorses gradually emerged!

He brandished his spear, ready to stab at the stunned men.

Holy crap!

He suddenly leaped in front of them, circled around them, and kicked them away.

"Third Uncle, wake up!"

Wu Sansheng fell heavily to the ground, the pain bringing him back to his senses.

His years of experience in tomb raiding made him extremely quick to react.

"Panzi, get your weapons!"

"Alright!"

The shovels in the hands of the men slashed at the illusory humanoid figure, but it was as if they had struck a gust of wind, and the shovels passed right through them.

The spear in the opponent's hand pierced towards Wu Sansheng, but left a bloody hole in his arm.

You can only dodge, not attack!

"ah!!"

Hearing Wu Sansheng's cries of pain, Wu Wei forgot all his fear.

Taking advantage of the crowd blocking the way, he rushed to the back and kicked the skeleton playing the flute away.

After the skeleton fell to the ground, the wooden flute landed on the floor, but it continued to make rhythmic sounds.

Panzi was about to be shot again.

With a determined look in his heart, Wu Wei went around to the other side and used both hands to pry open the upper and lower jaws respectively.

With a forceful pull, it split in two, and the sound of the flute abruptly stopped!

"Ding! Collected. Please continue, host."

The illusory centaurs slowed down.

Upon seeing this, Wu Sansheng shouted, "Xiao Wei, it's working! Continue!"

Wu Wei immediately rushed towards the bone of the person playing the pipa, and with a forceful tug, the hand bone broke directly.

He snatched the pipa and smashed it down, shattering it instantly.

The warhorse beneath the illusory humanoid figure vanished.

Wu Wei turned his foot and kicked the skeleton, who was immersed in playing the zither, away.

This skeleton clearly possessed even more energy, and it actually carried the guqin (a seven-stringed zither) as it moved at an extremely fast speed.

Fortunately, Wu Wei had just received a reward, and his Nine Palaces Steps were ethereal as he caught up.

He slid in front of the skeleton and forcefully broke off a corner of the zither.

Enraged, the Bone Musician turned and charged at his face with sharp, bony fingers.

"A minor matter!"

"Young Master!"

The crowd shouted, but were stopped in their tracks by the illusory humanoid figure.

Wu Wei spread his legs and leaned back, dodging the fatal blow.

He turned around, snatched the guqin, and smashed it on the ground as usual.

Reaching out, he grabbed the arm of the enraged skeleton and swiftly kicked it, sending the skeleton musician flying several meters, but the skeleton's arm remained in Wu Wei's grasp.

Wu Wei forcefully broke off each of the finger bones, then turned to pull off its other arm.

[Ding! Abnormal energy collection from the tomb complete. Reward: 1 lottery draw chance.]

As the system's voice faded, the illusory humanoid figure vanished.

Exhausted, everyone sat on the ground, panting heavily as if they had survived the ordeal.

Wu Wei, still shaken, dropped the arm bone he was holding, his heart pounding.

Ignoring his bleeding wound, Wu Sansheng rushed over and grabbed Wu Wei, checking him over from head to toe. "Xiao Wei, are you hurt?"

"Third Uncle, I'm alright."

Wu Sansheng breathed a sigh of relief and patted him on the shoulder: "Good lad! If it weren't for you this time, we'd probably all be buried here."

"Thank you very much, Young Master!" Pan Zi and his brothers also expressed their gratitude one after another.

Wu Wei took a few deep breaths to calm his racing heart, then waved his hand dismissively.

He picked up his backpack and tended to the bloody hole in Wu Sansheng's arm.

Wu Sansheng winced in pain.

"We've ventured into countless large tombs, but we almost capsized in a ditch."

Wu Wei quickly bandaged his neck, saying, "Third Uncle, don't move around."

After quickly treating their injuries, everyone hurried back.

Everyone wanted to leave this eerie place as soon as possible.