While ordinary tomb robbers are nothing, this group consists of Spirit Masters with professional Legacies. Each of them possesses great Divine Abilities when delving into tombs, especially in tomb exploration, where they are incredibly professional. Wherever they appear, there is undoubtedly a large tomb present. Moreover, their greatest interest is excavating those extraordinary tombs. Extraordinary, of course, refers to Spirit Masters.
Spirit Masters cannot achieve immortality; their Lifespan is limited. Furthermore, once they die, the cursed relic they contracted will absorb all of their essence, Qi, and spirit to strengthen itself. There is even a possibility that it could revive through this, transforming into a Weird, or even causing its own curse to spread, leading to great harm.
Therefore, many Spirit Masters whose Lifespan is nearing its end often seek out auspicious feng shui locations to build tombs, burying themselves within. Inside the tomb, they employ various methods, even crafting coffins made of Materials such as gold, silver, and bronze.
Even after their demise, this ensures that the contracted cursed relic will not revive, the curse will not spread, and it will not poison future generations. This is because the greatest possibility of a curse reviving is to affect the Bloodline descendants of the contractor. This probability is extremely high.
Therefore, Spirit Masters attach great importance to matters after death.
However, this undoubtedly attracts the covetous gaze of tomb robbers.
Coffins cast from gold and silver, as well as the cursed relics remaining after a Spirit Master's death, and various rare treasures—these are all reasons why groups of tomb robbers come one after another.
Spirit Masters naturally know this situation, and to prevent their coffins from being robbed after death, they employ an endless array of anti-theft measures, including mechanisms, curses, and various other methods that are truly outrageous. No one wants their grave dug up and their bones exposed after death.
This is the battle of wits between Spirit Masters and tomb robbers.
Let's see who is superior.
If the tomb owner's methods are more advanced, then the tomb robbers become the buried sacrifices in the tomb. If the tomb robbers' methods are extraordinary, then the burial items are their spoils of war. This is a battle between the living and the dead.
Some top-tier tomb robbers are truly audacious, even daring to target the tombs of major Sects and some top-tier powers.
Such a group of individuals could hardly inspire good feelings.
For treasures, they are people who don't even care about their lives.
"Ordinary tomb robbers are nothing, but this group consists of Spirit Masters with professional Legacies. Each of them possesses great Divine Abilities when delving into tombs, especially in tomb exploration, where they are incredibly professional. Wherever they appear, there is undoubtedly a large tomb present. Moreover, their greatest interest is excavating those extraordinary tombs. Extraordinary, of course, refers to Spirit Masters."
Yun Qinghe said in a deep voice, "Bai Qianqian's tomb is already empty. That group of tomb robbers must be targeting a large tomb nearby. And they shouldn't have left yet."
"I did hear a rumor about that."
Zhuang Buzhou said thoughtfully, "I just went out to inquire. It is said that in this Leaving Immortal Town, there is a rumor of an Immortal Cave, and this Immortal Cave is located in the White Sand River. But judging from the current situation, even tomb robbers have come, so whether it's an Immortal Cave still needs discussion, but it is possible that it is a large tomb left by a Spirit Master. This possibility is as high as seventy percent."
Bai Qianqian's tomb was merely small fry; top-tier tomb robbers might not even care about it.
"No matter how much, tonight, we will first guard the Bai family and see how powerful this Weird, Bai Qianqian, truly is."
Yun Qinghe raised an eyebrow and said decisively, "No matter how much, tonight, we will first guard the Bai family and see how powerful this Weird, Bai Qianqian, truly is."
"Alright, then we'll guard the Bai family tonight."
Zhuang Buzhou also nodded in agreement.
According to the pattern of killing one person every three days, tonight is when Bai Qianqian will strike again. Waiting for the rabbit may not be an unfeasible strategy.
Next, the two did not go out. They ate and drank at the inn, conserving their energy and waiting for night to fall.
Night deepened, with a full moon in the sky, but a layer of dark clouds obscured the stars, making the moonlight appear and disappear, hinting at rain.
On the streets, pedestrians were sparse. In fact, one could say there were none at all.
The townspeople had long known the news that the Weird killed one person every three days, and today was the third day. Many had already closed their stalls and returned home early; some even dared not light candles easily in their homes.
On the rooftop of a house outside the Bai residence, Zhuang Buzhou and Yun Qinghe sat quietly, surveying the surrounding streets. Looking at the deserted scene, Zhuang Buzhou sighed, "The Weird has disturbed people's hearts. A bustling town has suddenly become panic-stricken. If this continues, I'm afraid this place will decline."
Yun Qinghe heard this, shook his head, and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhuang, when you see more of this in the future, you naturally won't be too troubled by it. In this world, Weird are endless. Leaving Immortal Town is still considered good; the frequency of the Weird's killings is not high, and it only targets unfaithful people. If you encounter those that have no discernible pattern, kill more frequently, and spread faster and wider, then you will know what it means for the people to suffer horribly. Some Weird are even useless to kill, and cannot be Sealed, because their root is not here."
"Where is that?"
Zhuang Buzhou's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise as he asked.
"The Endless Sea."
Yun Qinghe said with a smile.
"I'm becoming more and more curious about this Endless Sea."
Zhuang Buzhou said with a smile, "I'm becoming more and more curious about this Endless Sea."
"Don't be curious. Too much curiosity, and you won't live long in the Endless Sea."
Yun Qinghe looked at him and said seriously, "Don't be curious. Too much curiosity, and you won't live long in the Endless Sea."
Zhuang Buzhou's expression suddenly turned serious as he quickly looked towards the end of the street. He could clearly see a White-robed Woman appearing out of thin air. After appearing, she walked directly towards the Bai residence.
Yun Qinghe took a deep breath and slowly said, "Bai Qianqian."
Then, he moved, about to stand up and intervene.
Zhuang Buzhou suddenly said, "No rush. I think this moonlight is nice. Why don't we drink under the moon and enjoy ourselves? I have a pot of aged wine here."
Yun Qinghe heard this and looked at Bai Qianqian, unable to help but want to speak, "But..."
Zhuang Buzhou smiled calmly, took out a wine gourd, and tossed it to Yun Qinghe. "Man proposes, Heaven disposes. Some things have already happened, and we cannot change them. However, some things are happening now, and we can choose whether to change them or not. I think it's quite good for us to sit here, admire the moon, and drink. What do you think, Fellow Daoist Yun?"
Yun Qinghe held the gourd, a hint of struggle flashing across his face. Then he opened the gourd, took a gulp, and his whole body went limp, collapsing on the rooftop. He sighed, "This wine is intoxicating. I, Yun, cannot hold my liquor. I'll rest for a while."
Looking up at the sky, he murmured dreamily, "This moonlight is truly beautiful."
Zhuang Buzhou looked up, a dark cloud covering his head.
He also nodded and said, "Yes, the moon is so round, so big."
Without their obstruction, that figure naturally appeared outside the Bai residence. One could see that this person was very beautiful, but her aura was exceptionally cold.
"Unfaithful man, let me see your heart."
With an expressionless face, she inexplicably held a mirror in her hand. The mirror was a glazed mirror, the kind used by young women for grooming. The mirror was facing her, but what was reflected in it was not her face. Instead, it was another scene.
It was a room, opulent yet not lacking in scholarly atmosphere.
There was a bed and a writing desk.
Sandalwood incense wafted gently.
A young man dressed in white brocade was sitting at the writing desk, reading a classic text. However, the pages of the text had not been turned for a long time. His trembling hands conveyed that his heart was definitely not as calm as it appeared on the surface.
This person was none other than Bai Yutang, the legitimate son of the Bai family.
That incident years ago had ruined his reputation. Years had passed, and he had thought everything was behind him. He was about to marry his fiancée and follow the path he had planned, but for some inexplicable reason, Bai Qianqian had reappeared, specifically to dig out hearts and claim lives.
Looking for an unfaithful man?
Was he an unfaithful man?
No, then how could it be considered unfaithful? Back then, it was merely a casual dalliance, originally a romantic tale, a talented scholar and a beautiful woman, which should have been passed down as a beautiful story. This was a refined affair for scholars. Why did it turn out like this? He had pondered for several years but couldn't understand.
Bai Yutang took a deep breath and muttered with a determined expression, "I am not wrong. I am not an unfaithful man. Even if she wants to find an unfaithful man, she shouldn't come to me. I'm not afraid of you. My Bai family is not an ordinary family. There is a plaque written by a great Confucian at the entrance, imbued with awe-inspiring righteousness. Demons and ghosts dare not approach. My room also has a spiritual painting left by my ancestors. Nothing will happen."
Today was the third day, and he was already prepared, but his heart was still uneasy.
There was simply no reasoning with the Weird.
Zhuang Buzhou glanced at the scene reflected in the mirror, recognizing Bai Yutang. He had to admit that the man possessed the capital to attract women.
What a pity, though—gold on the outside, rot within.
"That is a cursed relic."
Yun Qinghe said with a solemn expression, his gaze fixed on the mirror.
"Unfaithful men, all should die."
The White-robed Woman raised her right hand and reached into the mirror. Her hand went straight towards Bai Yutang's chest in the mirror.
Thump!
Thump!!
After this grab, she naturally withdrew her hand.
The entire process was fluid, as if one were watching an artistic performance.
But as that delicate hand was withdrawn, one could clearly see a heart lying in her palm, still beating vigorously as it was brought out.
She went empty-handed and returned with a heart.
“Ah!!”
From within the Bai residence, a piercing, tragic scream could be heard tearing through the sky.
Immediately, the Bai residence was lit up.
Numerous footsteps could be heard running around.
"Oh no, something has happened to Young Master."
"Quick, someone! Someone! Young Master's heart is gone, it's been taken."
"It's the Weird! The Weird has come!"
Someone immediately entered Bai Yutang's room and saw him sprawled over the writing desk, his chest empty, his entire heart having vanished without a trace.
