Tomb raiding live stream: Starting as the mute Zhang

[P.S. Hello everyone, in this book I wrote, the protagonist is Zhang Qiling. I tried my best to get close to the character of Zhang Qiling. Although he is mute, it doesn't mean he can't speak. It just means he doesn't like to talk, and he only speaks at crucial moments. Zhang Qiling is a very rich character. He is aloof and indifferent, as if everything in the world is irrelevant to him, but he has to shoulder everything alone. If my writing is not good, you can criticize me, not the protagonist. Thank you all.]

On the morning of the third day, fog rolled into the valley.

A thick white mist rose from the stream, enveloping the entire campsite. Visibility was less than twenty meters, and figures moved about in the fog like ghosts.

Lin Guoce got up very early and stood by the camp, frowning as he looked at the fog. In this kind of weather, finding people was troublesome, but finding the entrance to the ancient tomb was even more troublesome.

Everyone gradually got up.

Kun Ge crawled out of the tent, his hair a mess like a bird's nest. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the thick fog, and then said to the live stream audience, "Good morning, everyone. The fog is so thick today, it's like a fairyland."

After saying that, he took the thermos cup handed to him by his assistant and took a sip of hot water.

Wu Sansheng also came out of the tent, still wearing that crooked hat and wrinkled clothes. He stood by the tent, looked at the fog, then took out the last half of a steamed bun from his tattered canvas bag and began to eat it.

Liu Changfu walked over and said loudly, "In this kind of weather, Xie Linyuan should be the one to handle it! He'll definitely have a solution!"

Wu Sansheng paused in his eating of the steamed bun and looked up at him.

His gaze was as if he were looking at a buzzing fly.

Dislike it.

But Liu Changfu didn't see it and went to talk to someone else.

After breakfast, the fog dissipated slightly, but it was still quite thick. Lin Guoce gathered the team: "Today's mission: find the entrance to the ancient tomb. Mr. Jiang, please take a look first."

Jiang Shouyi stepped forward, holding a compass and several ancient books in his hands.

He walked to the center of the camp, laid the compass flat on the ground, and then opened the ancient book, comparing it with the compass. He muttered to himself, "Azure Dragon on the left, White Tiger on the right, Vermilion Bird in front, Black Tortoise behind... This valley has all four elements; it's a feng shui treasure land. The ancient tomb should be... should be..."

He walked around a few times, looking at the mountains, the water, and the compass.

The compass needle is spinning, but it's spinning erratically.

Jiang Shouyi's forehead was covered in sweat.

He squatted down and drew a diagram on the ground with his finger. After calculating for a long time, he finally stood up and pointed in a direction: "It's probably... probably over there."

It refers to a hillside, which is quite large, at least 500 meters wide.

Lin Guoce asked, "Could you be more specific?"

Jiang Shouyi wiped his sweat: "Well... the fog is too thick, I can't see clearly. I'll have to wait for the fog to clear before I can calculate it carefully."

Liu Changfu interjected, "Master Jiang, are you sure you can handle it? Why don't you let Uncle Wu give it a try?"

He was referring to Wu Sansheng.

Jiang Shouyi blushed and remained silent.

Wu Sansheng was squatting by the stream washing his hands when he heard this and looked up.

Everyone looked at him.

He slowly stood up, wiped his hands, and grinned sheepishly, "Me? I only know a little bit..."

"Let's give it a try!" Liu Changfu said. "Anyway, there's no other way right now."

Lin Guoce also looked at him: "Mr. Wu, why don't you give it a try?"

Wu Sansheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Then... I'll give it a try."

He walked to the center of the camp, without taking a compass or flipping through any books.

I stood there, looking up at the mountain.

The mountains on the left rise high, like a dragon raising its head. The mountains on the right slope low, like a tiger lying on the ground. The valley in front opens up, like a bird opening its beak. The mountain walls behind are thick and heavy, like a tortoise's back.

He closed his eyes.

Silently recite the Zhang Family Feng Shui Formula:

"The Azure Dragon raises its head to exhale, the White Tiger lies prostrate to conceal the wind. The Vermilion Bird opens its mouth to receive water, and the Black Tortoise lowers its head to suppress the pulse."

"Qi enters from the dragon's mouth, wind exits from the tiger's mouth. Water gathers at the sparrow's beak, and the pulse sinks to the tortoise's back."

"Where the four elements converge, the earth's energy is at its peak. Where energy reaches its zenith, a burial site will inevitably appear."

He opened his eyes.

Raise your right hand and quickly tap your thumb across the knuckles of your index, middle, and ring fingers.

This is calculating the direction.

The fingers move quickly, but each movement is clear. The thumb touches the first joint of the index finger—the Qian position, representing heaven. It slides to the second joint of the middle finger—the Kun position, representing earth. Then it touches the third joint of the ring finger—the Zhen position, representing thunder.

Finally, it stops at the base of the little finger – the Xun position, representing wind.

Heaven is above, Earth is below, Thunder is in the east, and Wind comes from the southeast.

He turned around and faced southeast.

The fog was thickest there, making it impossible to see the exact location.

But he knew it was there.

Entrance to the ancient tomb.

He lowered his hand and looked at Lin Guoce: "Over there."

"Where exactly?"

Wu Sansheng walked to the edge of the camp and pointed to a steep cliff in the southeast direction: "There should be a cave entrance about ten meters above the ground in the middle of that cliff. It's covered by vines."

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing.

The fog was so thick that only the outline of the mountain wall could be seen, and the cave entrance was nowhere to be seen.

Kun squinted and looked, "Where is it? I can't see it."

Liu Changfu also said, "Uncle, you're not pointing randomly, are you?"

Wu Sansheng ignored them and continued, "The cave entrance faces southeast, which conforms to the 'gathering of wind and energy' pattern. Moreover, the color of the rocks on that side of the mountain is different from the surrounding rocks; they are darker, which should be the result of weathering after artificial excavation."

Lin Guoce looked at Jiang Shouyi: "Mr. Jiang, what do you think?"

Jiang Shouyi stared at the mountain wall for a long time, then looked at his compass, and finally nodded: "What Mr. Wu said... is possible. That area is indeed a convergence point of energy veins."

"Let's go take a look when the fog clears," Lin Guoce said.

So everyone waited for the fog to clear.

This wait lasted for two hours.

During this time, Kun Ge got bored and started playing basketball again. He dribbled the ball in the valley, danced, and leaned on the iron mountain.

Wu Sansheng sat on the rock and watched him jump.

As he watched, his eyebrows slowly furrowed.

Then he turned his face to look at the mountain.

But that expression clearly said: This person is beyond saving.

Bullet comments:

[ID's Daily Disdain: Uncle's Achievement Today]

[ID Kun Ge: I'm back again]

[ID: LOL: This uncle always makes this face whenever he sees Kun Ge dancing]

Liu Changfu wasn't idle either. He sidled up to Professor Zhou Xu'an and launched into a long-winded discussion: "Professor, if you ask me, dangerous work like archaeology should be done by experts. People like Xie Linyuan should be forcibly conscripted by the state..."

Professor Zhou Xu'an adjusted his glasses but didn't reply.

Wu Sansheng heard this and curled his lip slightly.

It's like saying: Idiot.

Sun Shuanzhu was inspecting the equipment, muttering to himself, "These tools must be protected; they're all state property. Once inside the ancient tomb, nothing can be taken privately. Everything must be registered and reported..."

Wu Sansheng glanced at him and sighed.

It's like saying: I'm so annoyed.

The comments section was already filled with laughter:

[A Bountiful Harvest of ID Emojis]

[ID Uncle: I'm so tired]

These three people with the ID are amazing!

At 10 a.m., the fog finally lifted.

Sunlight streamed into the valley, making it visible.

Lin Guoce organized everyone to walk towards the mountainside in the southeast direction.

I walked to the foot of the mountain wall and looked up.

The mountainside was very steep, almost vertical. It was covered with vines and moss, making it impossible to see any cave entrances.

"Mr. Wu, what is the exact location?" Lin Guoce asked.

Wu Sansheng looked up for a while, then walked to the left side of the mountain wall and pointed to a spot: "Here, ten meters up."

The vines there were particularly dense, a thick layer that hung down like a curtain.

Lin Guoce sent a special forces soldier up to investigate.

The special forces soldier secured himself with a safety rope and began climbing. After climbing about ten meters, he parted the vines.

"There's a hole!" he shouted.

Everyone perked up.

The special forces soldiers continued to pry open the vines, revealing a dark hole about 1.5 meters in diameter with chisel marks on the edges.

"It was truly carved out by hand!" Professor Zhou Xu'an exclaimed excitedly. "Mr. Wu, you are amazing!"

Wu Sansheng chuckled, "Luck, luck."

Jiang Shouyi walked over, looked at Wu Sansheng, and asked with a complicated expression, "Mr. Wu, who did you learn your feng shui skills from?"

"It's a family tradition," Wu Sansheng said. "My grandfather taught me."

"Can you teach me?" Jiang Shouyi said sincerely, "I am willing to become your apprentice."

Wu Sansheng waved his hand: "No, no, I only have this much knowledge, I can't teach anyone."

In fact, Jiang Shouyi couldn't possibly learn the Zhang family's feng shui secrets that he mentioned. Those secrets required the blood of a Qilin (a mythical creature), and were useless to ordinary people even if they learned them.

Lin Guoce began arranging for them to enter the cave.

"The entrance is too small; only one person can enter at a time. I'll go first, Mr. Wu second, Mr. Jiang third, and the rest of you follow. Be careful."

He climbed up first and crawled into the hole.

Wu Sansheng followed and climbed.

He climbed slowly and clumsily, seemingly lacking in stamina. But in reality, he controlled his pace, making himself appear like an ordinary middle-aged man.

Climbing into the cave entrance, you'll find a downward-sloping passageway.

It was very narrow; you could only walk by bending over. The walls were damp and dripping water.

After walking about twenty meters, a stone chamber appeared ahead.

The stone chamber was small, about thirty square meters. In the center was a stone platform with a bronze lamp on it. The walls were covered with murals, the content of which was very simple: a group of people were kneeling in worship, and a person was standing in the middle, holding a sword.

"Han Dynasty style!" Professor Zhou Xu'an exclaimed as soon as he entered, rushing to the mural. "The clothing, the patterns—it's definitely from the Han Dynasty!"

He took out his camera and took pictures.

Others came in one after another.

Kun was the last to come in, and as soon as he entered, he exclaimed, "It's so dark in here! Assistant, a flashlight!"

The assistant quickly handed over a flashlight.

Liu Changfu continued, "In places like this, Xie Linyuan should be the one clearing the way. If he were here, we wouldn't need to be so careful..."

Wu Sansheng glanced at him.

His gaze was as if he were looking at a corpse.

Liu Changfu felt a chill run down his spine and turned to look.

Wu Sansheng had already lowered his head to study the stone slab on the ground.

At the other end of the stone chamber, there is a stone door.

The stone gate was tightly closed, and animal face patterns were carved on it.

Lin Guoce tried to push the door open, but couldn't.

"There's a mechanism involved," he said.

Everyone looked at Wu Sansheng.

Wu Sansheng walked over, squatted down in front of the door, and touched the crack in the door with his hand.

The tactile feedback from the tomb raider indicated a bolt blocking the door. This bolt was connected to a mechanism; forcibly breaking down the door would trigger it.

He got up and looked at the walls on either side of the door.

There is a stone on the left wall that is a slightly lighter color.

He walked over and pressed it.

The stone sank in.

A click came from inside the door.

The stone gate slowly opened inward.

Behind the door was a deeper passageway.

It was pitch black, and there was no end in sight.

"Keep going," Lin Guoce said.

The procession continued forward.

Wu Sansheng followed behind Lin Guoce, walking very slowly and appearing very cautious.

But in fact, he had been observing all along.

Observe the terrain, observe the institutions, observe the people.

He is waiting.

Wait for that opportunity.

Wait for the right moment when "Xie Linyuan" is needed.

But now is not the time.