usatvline Chapter 114 No. 46, Chaidamu East Road
Chapter 114 No. 46, Chaidamu East Road
Upon hearing this noise, the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect already had a plan in mind.
A member of the Unloading Ridge elite quickly arrived at the blasted hole and calmly placed a piece of parchment at the opening.
The sounds outside stopped instantly. They lingered at the door, but none dared to cross the line.
"We are so grateful for the precious book bestowed by the chief, otherwise we would have been devoured by these corpse beetles long ago."
Han Qing looked on with reverence and spoke from behind Cheng Feng.
The newly joined young people felt this most deeply when they were in the upper ventricular chamber.
After they opened the coffin, a large number of corpse beetles burst out of the corpse's belly.
Just when they thought they were doomed, the team leader, Han Qing, calmly took out a piece of parchment.
Then the corpse beetles abruptly changed direction and disappeared into the insect tunnel in the corner.
Later, it was only because of the parchment that they were spared from being devoured by the carrion beetles on the endless steps.
"Go and collect the contents of the coffin, then we'll go find the main tomb."
Seeing that the parchment blocked the corpse beetle swarm, Cheng Feng ordered the Unloading Ridge disciples to start sweeping up the goods.
Although the number of the monk's burial items was not large, most of them were of fine quality. It is estimated that he was planning to leave some wealth after he truly achieved immortality.
Soon, the young men packed up the treasures from the coffin and carefully carried them on their backs.
"Have your men take the parchment, let's go out."
"Yes, Chief!"
Han Qing responded, and then the old men took out parchment and distributed it to their younger brothers.
The people holding the parchment surrounded the rest of the group.
Maintaining this formation, the group left the tomb chamber one after another.
Once outside, they saw countless corpse beetles retreating continuously; some that were too close to the parchment had already gone cold.
"Cheng Feng, should we go back the way we came?"
Chen Wenjin was somewhat worried about the endless staircase. Although they had found the exit, they had not found the way they came.
Cheng Feng shook his head and said, "Let's not take that route. The secret passages here are interconnected, and if we look carefully, we'll find other paths."
Under Cheng Feng's orders, several elite Unloading Ridge Warriors began searching for other mechanisms and secret doors along the way.
They were experienced, and in some aspects, even Cheng Feng was slightly inferior.
Soon, an elite disciple of the Unloading Ridge Sect made a discovery.
"Boss, there's a trap here!"
Cheng Feng and Chen Wenjin arrived in front of the Xieling disciples, and he pointed to a guiding lamp beside the tomb passage.
This guiding lamp is half a meter tall, carved with animal patterns, and supports an oil lamp at the top.
"Open it, everyone else be careful."
At Cheng Feng's command, the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect covered the lamps with both hands, then tried to find the correct direction on both sides.
As the lamp turned, a hidden door opened in the tomb passage beside it, leading to a completely new tomb passage.
"There are many deadly traps here. If you notice anything unusual about where you're standing, be sure to speak up immediately!"
"Yes, Chief!"
Everyone responded in unison.
Cheng Feng then led the way into the secret passage.
This secret passage has three steps every two meters, leading you closer to the upper level.
When everyone reached the end of the secret passage, Cheng Feng stopped and looked towards the exit.
"Someone!"
As soon as Cheng Feng finished speaking, Chen Wenjin drew his pistol and pointed it toward the exit.
At that moment, a young man wearing glasses walked out with his hands raised and his steps unsteady.
"Don't shoot! I'm unarmed!"
Upon seeing this, the two elite members of the Unloading Ridge faction quickly stepped forward and kicked the man in the back of the knees, one on the left and one on the right.
He forced him to his knees, while simultaneously pressing a dagger against the back of his neck.
Chen Wenjin put away his pistol and then followed Cheng Feng to the man.
"Tell me about your identity!"
Cheng Feng looked down at the disheveled, bespectacled man and said calmly.
The bespectacled man's lips trembled, and after taking a few deep breaths, he said:
"I am a high school history teacher."
Cheng Feng chuckled, interrupting the man.
"kill him."
Without hesitation, the disciples of the Unloading Ridge Sect pierced the bespectacled man's skin with their sharp daggers. Just then, the man suddenly roared:
"Don't kill me, I'll talk, I'll talk!"
Cheng Feng raised his hand and stopped the Unloading Ridge disciples.
The man then struggled to straighten his upper body, but at this moment his expression underwent a dramatic change.
Unlike his previous timid demeanor, he now appeared calm, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"I'm from Beijing, and xxx is my uncle. If you don't know who xxx is, I can explain it to you."
Although Chen Wenjin's expression remained unchanged, he was inwardly shocked.
She never expected that this person's relative would actually bring people down into the tomb.
"I know the person you're talking about, but unfortunately he's already retired. Do you think you can get us to let you go with that?"
That's a bit of a pipe dream.
Cheng Feng remained calm and collected. Having finally managed to capture a junior executive, he wanted to gather as much information as possible.
"Heh, that's the limitation of ordinary people. Do you really think that you'll lose your influence once you retire?"
The man was much more composed now. As long as there was room for negotiation, he was confident that he could keep these peasants from making any rash moves.
"Since what you say is true, then I should kill you even more, since there's no way to prove it when you're dead!"
"I am more valuable to you alive than dead; killing me would be your loss."
The bespectacled man spoke with a strong sense of confidence, a lesson he had learned from his upbringing.
Only when you firmly believe in something can you have the basis to persuade others.
"Oh? Then tell me, what can you offer me while you're alive?"
Cheng Feng waved his hand, signaling his men to release him.
The two put away their daggers, then walked silently to the other exit, where they stood guard, watching the bespectacled man.
The bespectacled man felt even more confident. He stood up from the ground and leisurely tidied his hair.
Then, with a serious expression, he said, "I can make your [legal] status legal."
No longer bound by the authorities, how about that? Isn't that enough to save my life?
Cheng Feng shook his head calmly.
"It's not enough; whether it's legal or not is not important to us."
This is a lie. If Cheng Feng truly had official protection, his power would have grown ten or even a hundred times faster.
But from the beginning, Cheng Feng had no intention of keeping him alive; he was only alive to extract information.
"You guys are really..."
The bespectacled man wanted to say that wild boars couldn't eat Xikang, but his life was in someone else's hands, so he had to swallow his unpleasant words.
"I can give you a large sum of money. Take me out of here, and let me go once you have the money."
Soon the bespectacled man offered another benefit, this time much simpler and more direct: he simply threw money at the customer.
Cheng Feng seemed somewhat tempted, and after a moment's hesitation, he said:
"That's all just your side of the story. I need you to explain clearly who will pay for this money after you get out."
The bespectacled man knew his survival depended on his next answer.
Therefore, he said very sincerely:
“You are locals from Golmud, you should know about the sanatorium at No. 46 Chaidamu East Road.”
"All you need to do is send someone there to let them know, and someone will prepare the money."