Tomb raiding live stream: Starting as the mute Zhang

The stone chamber was eerily quiet.

The four characters "Secret Treasure of Longevity" on the wall were particularly glaring in the dim light of the flashlight. Everyone stared at those words, holding their breath.

longevity.

This word would drive anyone crazy in any era.

Professor Zhou Xu'an's hands trembled. He adjusted his glasses and continued reading the epitaph: "...He obtained a rare treasure in the southern border region, which, if consumed, could extend one's life by a hundred years. However, the emperor was suspicious and wanted to seize it. Therefore, he faked his death and hid here with the treasure..."

"Extends life by a hundred years..." Kun murmured, "Really?"

"It's fake," Sun Shuanzhu suddenly spoke, his voice shrill. "This is all feudal superstition! The ancients made it up themselves to create myths! We are scientific archaeologists; we can't believe these things!"

He turned around and pointed at Wu Sansheng: "And you! Wu Sansheng! You just killed someone!"

These words were like a bomb, waking everyone up.

Wu Sansheng, who was looking at other writings on the wall, turned his head upon hearing this, looking completely bewildered: "Who did I kill?"

"Liu Changfu! You kicked him into the swarm of corpse beetles!" Sun Shuanzhu's face flushed with agitation. "This is intentional homicide! Even if Liu Changfu was at fault, you have no right to punish him! This is a crime!"

The live stream chat was instantly flooded with comments:

[ID expert Sun is back again]

[ID Liu Changfu pushed someone first, deserved it]

[The man with the ID was criticized after saving someone?]

[This expert's brain is faulty]

Wu Sansheng looked at Sun Shuanzhu and said slowly, "If I don't kick him, Chen Man will die."

"Then you could have stopped him! You could have controlled him! Why did you have to kill him?" Sun Shuanzhu said righteously, "The law will judge him, not you!"

Wu Sansheng remained silent.

He just looked at Sun Shuanzhu.

His eyes were calm.

But Sun Shuanzhu felt uneasy under his gaze.

Just then, Jiang Shouyi suddenly stepped forward.

Raise your hand.

He slapped Sun Shuanzhu across the face.

Snapped!

The crisp sound echoed in the stone chamber.

Sun Shuanzhu was stunned by the beating; his glasses were askew.

"You...you hit me?" He covered his face, looking at Jiang Shouyi in disbelief.

Jiang Shouyi's face turned ashen: "That's exactly what I'm doing! Why didn't you say anything when Liu Changfu pushed people? Now you're jumping out to pretend to be righteous? Mr. Wu saved Chen Man, saved everyone! And you, you hid at the back when the corpse beetles came, and now you're coming out to criticize your savior?"

Sun Shuanzhu trembled with anger: "I...I did it to protect cultural relics! To uphold the seriousness of archaeology!"

"Protect my ass!" Jiang Shouyi cursed. "Without lives, what are you going to do to protect cultural relics? You bookworm, all you know is empty talk!"

Kun, who was watching the commotion from the sidelines, suddenly jumped out.

He didn't have a basketball, but he made a dribbling motion, then turned around and shrugged.

Iron Mountain Lean.

The movements were very standard.

But the direction he leaned towards was exactly where Sun Shuanzhu was standing.

Sun Shuanzhu was arguing with Jiang Shouyi while covering his face and didn't notice.

Kun's Iron Mountain Lean landed squarely on his shoulder.

"Ouch!" Sun Shuanzhu was knocked off balance, slipped, and fell flat on his back.

He looked very disheveled.

The stone chamber was silent for a second.

Then, someone suddenly made a "poof" sound.

Then, several special forces soldiers couldn't help but grin.

Chen Man covered her mouth, but her shoulders were shaking.

Wang Yihan turned her head, but you could see she was smiling.

Kun quickly stepped forward to help Sun Shuanzhu up: "Oh, Teacher Sun, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I just... it's a habit, I was jumping around and then..."

As he helped her up, he said to the live stream, "Did you all see that? My Iron Mountain Strike was too powerful, and I accidentally bumped into Teacher Sun. But I did it to support Uncle Wu! Uncle Wu saved us all!"

The live stream chat was in stitches:

[ID Kun Ge's Divine Assistance]

[ID Iron Mountain Leaning Against the Expert]

[This ID is hilarious!]

[ID Kun Ge's choice of sides is perfect]

Sun Shuanzhu was helped up, his face flushed a deep purplish-red. He pointed at Brother Kun and cried, "You...you did this on purpose!"

"It really wasn't intentional!" Kun said innocently. "I was just dancing to express my excitement. Uncle Wu is so handsome, I couldn't help myself..."

Sun Shuanzhu was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Lin Guoce couldn't stand it anymore: "Enough!"

His voice was stern, and the stone chamber fell silent instantly.

"Let's continue exploring. We can settle personal grudges later." Lin Guoce looked at Wu Sansheng, "Mr. Wu, where do you think we should go next?"

Wu Sansheng pointed to a map next to the epitaph.

The map was carved on the wall; the lines were simple, but it was a structural diagram of the mountain. There were several marked points on the map, one of which marked their current location.

Another point, deeper down.

"According to the map, the main burial chamber is down below," Wu Sansheng said, "but this path..."

He pointed to a winding line on the map: "This road is drawn strangely, with many twists and turns. It might be to avoid something, or it might be a trap."

"Can you lead the way?" Lin Guoce asked.

Wu Sansheng nodded: "I'll give it a try."

He walked to the other end of the stone chamber, where there was a small door.

The door was made of stone and was very low, requiring one to bend over to pass through.

Wu Sansheng squatted down and checked the crack in the door.

The tactile sensation from the tomb raider's finger indicated a stone bolt behind the door, but the bolt was connected to a mechanism. Opening the door would trigger the mechanism.

He thought for a moment, then took out a thin wire from his tattered canvas bag—he had prepared it in advance, just for show.

He could actually open it with the "Fangqiu Finger" technique, but he wanted to act.

He inserted the wire into the crack in the door and fiddled with it a few times.

Click.

The stone bolt slid open.

He pushed open the door.

Behind the door is a downward staircase.

The stairs were narrow, allowing only one person to pass at a time. The walls were carved with patterns of various poisonous insects: centipedes, scorpions, spiders…

"Be careful," Wu Sansheng said. "These patterns might be warnings."

He was the first to go down.

Lin Guoce followed closely.

Others followed suit.

The stairs were long; after walking for about five minutes, a platform appeared ahead.

On the platform, there is a stone box.

The stone box had no lock.

Wu Sansheng opened the box.

Inside was a scroll of bamboo slips.

The bamboo slips are well preserved, and the writing on them is clear.

Professor Zhou Xu'an excitedly leaned over and read aloud:

"I have obtained a secret treasure for immortality, a jade cicada. Holding it in one's mouth can preserve the body from decay and the soul from dissipation. However, this object possesses a spirit and chooses its master. Those who are not destined by Heaven to possess it will surely suffer a backlash..."

"Jade cicada?" Jiang Shouyi's eyes lit up. "Could it be the legendary burial with a cicada inside?"

"Yes!" the professor said. "During the Han Dynasty, high-ranking nobles were buried with jade in their mouths to preserve their bodies from decay. But ordinary jade cicadas were just symbolic; this one... seems to really have a special effect?"

Wu Sansheng picked up the bamboo slips and continued reading:

"...I consumed the jade cicada and gained a hundred years of life. However, every time the moon was full, my body felt as if it were being cut by a knife, and I was in unbearable pain. Only then did I realize that longevity was not a blessing, but a curse. If anyone in the future comes to this state, do not take the jade cicada. Remember this well."

"A curse?" Kun shrank back. "Then it's better not to take it."

"Take it!" Sun Shuanzhu jumped in again. "This is a cultural relic! It must be handed over to the state for research!"

Wu Sansheng glanced at him but didn't say anything.

He put the bamboo slips back into the stone box and continued walking.

At the other end of the platform, there is another downward staircase.

This time the steps were steeper, and the carvings on the walls were no longer of poisonous insects, but of people.

All sorts of people knelt on the ground, their hands clasped to their hearts, their expressions pained.

It's like a sacrifice.

At the end of the stairs, a huge space appeared in front of you.

In the center of the space, there is a high platform.

On the high platform, there was a jade coffin.

The jade coffin was entirely white and translucent, gleaming with a warm light under the flashlight beam. A cicada was carved on the coffin lid.

Lifelike, as if it might fly away at any moment.

"A jade coffin..." Professor Zhou Xu'an's voice trembled, "This...this craftsmanship is simply amazing!"

Everyone was drawn to the jade coffin and gathered around it.

Wu Sansheng stood outside the crowd, looking at the jade coffin.

The Qilin tattoo on his shoulder blade was heavily burned.

There is something inside the jade coffin.

They are calling for him.

Or rather, it is calling upon the Qilin blood within him.

He clenched his fist but didn't move.

Lin Guoce walked around the jade coffin once and asked, "Can it be opened?"

"It's best not to," Wu Sansheng said. "The bamboo slips say that the jade cicada is cursed."

"But this is archaeology," Sun Shuanzhu insisted. "We must open the coffin for research."

"If it's opened, something bad might happen," Wu Sansheng said.

"What could possibly happen?" Sun Shuanzhu scoffed. "Feudal superstition!"

Wu Sansheng looked at him and suddenly smiled.

He had a very simple and honest smile.

But his eyes were cold.

"Then you drive," he said.

Sun Shuanzhu choked.

He wouldn't dare drive it.

Lin Guoce thought for a moment and said, "Let's take photos and make records first. The decision on opening the coffin will be made by the expert team later."

He ordered special forces to set up a cordon around the jade coffin, prohibiting anyone from touching it.

Then he walked up to Wu Sansheng and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Wu, do you really think this jade cicada can grant immortality?"

Wu Sansheng shook his head: "I don't know."

"If you were Xie Linyuan, what would you do?"

Wu Sansheng glanced at him: "Captain Lin, why do you keep bringing up Xie Linyuan?"

"Because I think you're a lot like him." Lin Guoce stared into his eyes. "Not in appearance, but in temperament. The calmness in crucial moments, and that... indescribable feeling."

Wu Sansheng chuckled, "Captain Lin is joking. How can a country bumpkin like me compare to Mr. Xie?"

Lin Guoce did not speak again.

But his doubts grew stronger.

At this moment, Kun started dancing again.

Without a basketball, he dribbles empty-handed, then turns and leans on the ground.

The movements were exaggerated.

As he jumped up and down, he said to the live stream, "Family, did you see that jade coffin? It's so amazing! But we can't touch it. Listen to Uncle Wu, safety first!"

He hopped and hopped until he got closer to the jade coffin.

Suddenly, he slipped.

He fell headfirst into the jade coffin.

"Watch out!" Lin Guoce exclaimed.

But it was too late.

Kun Ge's hand was placed on the lid of the jade coffin.