I had goosebumps all over my body. My body stiffened and I didn't dare to move an inch.
This voice wasn't Zhang Kanwen's.
"Who is it?"
At the same time, Zhang Kanwen's voice and the light from the flashlight came to me. However, the vigilance in his voice disappeared quickly. He asked suspiciously, "Why are you here?"
Only then did my heart relax. I hastily turned around and saw that Nangong was lazily leaning against the wall. He was laughing as he looked at me. "I took another path that also led to this place. Our journey should be about the same. I've already been here for a few hours. How come you two have only just arrived?"
His voice wasn't low, so I didn't answer him. I looked around vigilantly as I was worried that his voice would attract trouble.
Nangong looked at me and waved his hand. "You don't need to look around. The people from Mount Longhu and the Metaphysics Association have already arrived at the sacrificial hall. There's no one here."
I nodded and calmed down. I explained to him that we had wasted a lot of time hiding from the people from Mount Longhu and the Metaphysics Association. Then, we encountered some trouble at the stone door. Then, I suddenly remembered that Nangong was a mysterious fellow. Perhaps he knew why I could open the stone door. I hurried to tell him what had happened and asked for the reason.
Zhang Kanwen heard my question and came over. He lifted his bright eyes to look at Nangong.
Nangong shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "Buddha helps those who are fated. This stone door has some Buddha's nature. Since it was fated with you, it let you open it …"
With that, he still had that mischievous grin on his face as he reached out to close the stone door. He then said, "You see, I have some fate with this stone door, haha."
Zhang Kanwen's forehead was full of black lines while I wore a helpless face.
However, since Nangong didn't want to talk about it, we couldn't force him. We could only put this matter aside for now.
I asked Nangong and learned that he also wanted to go to the sacrificial hall. The four of us walked together and slowly moved forward.
While we were chatting, I asked Nangong about his purpose in coming to the Royal Tomb of Yin Ruins. He laughed and said that he wanted to help me find something.
I already knew that he wanted to find something, but he said that he wanted to help me find something, which made me very confused.
After hesitating for a while, I took out the shell that I had found by accident and handed it to him. "Are you looking for this?"
Nangong received the shell and glanced at it. His footsteps halted. Then, he asked me in surprise, "Where did you find this thing?"
I briefly explained the situation of the shell to him. Nangong asked me again. After confirming that there was only one shell, the solemn expression on his face disappeared. He casually threw the shell back to me and said, "When you reach the Celestial Master realm, you will know what it is after studying it for a while. It should be useful to you.
But this isn't the thing I'm looking for. I've already searched around the royal tomb, and that thing should be near the sacrificial hall. "
Since he didn't want to tell me the details, I didn't ask further. I just kept walking.
Not long after, Nangong suddenly opened his mouth and asked me absentmindedly, "I remember that there was a row of square stones in front of the stone door. There were many murals drawn on them. Did you study them carefully?"
Hearing him mention murals, my heart sank. I turned to look at him. After a moment of silence, I nodded. "I saw them. What's wrong?"
Nangong looked at me meaningfully, but he didn't want to talk about it. He just waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. Those murals are very interesting. If you have nothing to do, you should think about them a few more times. It will help you in the future."
He still didn't want to explain it clearly. But because the man in the murals looked too similar to me, and there were many strange things about the murals, I didn't want to talk about it. Thus, I nodded and waved the phone in my hand. "I've already taken pictures of those murals. I'll look at them a few more times."
Nangong was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Just as he was about to walk forward, he seemed to have thought of something, then turned around and whispered to me, "It's best if you don't tell anyone about the mural, including Zhang Kanwen."
I didn't understand what he meant. I frowned and looked at Zhang Kanwen, who was walking in front of us. "When I was taking pictures, Brother Zhang also took some pictures."
Nangong didn't seem to care. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay to take pictures. Just don't mention it … We're almost at the memorial hall. I'm going to check it out first."
Then, he quickened his pace and called out to Zhang Kanwen. He carefully walked to the front of the group.
I also quickened my pace to catch up with him. However, I was still thinking about Nangong's words. It was very strange. Zhang Kanwen had taken pictures of those murals. When he returned home, he would study them. No matter what they contained, he would find something after studying them a few more times.
Nangong said, "It's okay as long as I don't tell Zhang Kanwen. What does he mean?"
Before I could figure it out, Zhang Kanwen pulled me and gestured for me to keep quiet. Then, he pointed to a far distance, signaling me to look in that direction.
I lifted my head and focused. I could vaguely see a small dot of light in the distance. I guessed that was the location of the sacrificial altar, based on Nangong's words.
Nangong also turned around. He didn't say anything and just pointed to our left. Then, he walked in that direction and signaled us to follow him.
I trusted Nangong a lot. I called the little zombie and followed him. Zhang Kanwen didn't ask much. He followed me and walked in the direction Nangong had pointed.
After walking in this direction for around five minutes, we saw two giant stone pillars in front of us. Since we had turned off our flashlights, we couldn't see what was on top of the stone pillars with the dim light coming from a distance. However, from the general architectural style, I guessed it was a tall corridor or a pavilion.
Nangong seemed to be very familiar with this place. He didn't even look around and directly walked through the space between two stone pillars. We followed behind him and continued to walk forward. Not long after that, we saw another two stone pillars next to each other. After that, there were more stone pillars after a certain distance. It seemed that this place was a common corridor in ancient times, but it was a little too big.
As soon as I confirmed that, the stone pillars disappeared. Two stone walls appeared in front of us, one on the left and the other on the right. They were sandwiched together to form a massive doorway.
Just like before, we couldn't see anything above us. We could only guess from the shape that it was a massive doorway.
Nangong didn't hesitate and walked in. We had to follow him.
After entering the doorway, I thought it would be even darker inside. However, it wasn't much different from the outside. I turned my head and looked around. The left side was pitch-black as if there was a wall blocking the light. However, the right side was empty, and we could see a light source in the distance.
Moreover, this place seemed to be much closer to the sacrificial hall. The light source wasn't blurry anymore, and we could even see the people around the light source.
"The air in this place can isolate spiritual senses, and this hall can isolate all kinds of sound and light. We don't need to be too careful here. No matter how loud we talk, the people outside won't be able to hear us.
Look, there's a window in front of us. It doesn't have glass, but there's a transparent cloth covering it. If we go to the window, we can see everything happening in the sacrificial hall. "
Nangong pointed to the right side where the light was coming from. While talking, he walked toward that direction.
I followed him for more than one hundred meters before I could see it clearly. It was a window, but it was ridiculously big. From a distance, I didn't think there were any walls.
As we walked closer, we could see that the cloth covering the window wasn't completely transparent. It looked more like a fabric made of some kind of transparent silk thread. Silk thread was transparent, and the holes in the fabric were big. It gave us a feeling that we couldn't see anything, especially when we peeled the holes to the size of an eye.
I asked Nangong, and he told me that even if we made such a big hole, it wouldn't affect the soundproof and light-isolating function of the cloth.
I calmed down and lifted my head to look at the sacrificial hall.
This place was really close to the sacrificial hall, but I could only see the grand gate and the people sitting cross-legged in front of the hall. I carefully counted and found that there were only four people in front of the hall. They were the people I had seen in the square passage. Two of them were sixth rank Daoist priests wearing purple muslin and lotus-shaped crowns. The other two were from the Metaphysics Society. One of them was Liu Chengqian, the one who had searched me in the Metaphysics Society's headquarters. The last one was Han Wennan. He sat far away from the other three, and he was also quite far from the strong light at the entrance of the hall. Half of his body was hidden in the darkness.
The other people from the Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Metaphysics Society weren't here. I guessed they had already entered the sacrificial hall.
I was extremely curious about the large number of people from the Metaphysics Association and the arrival of a few people from Mount Longhu. I had long wanted to contact Han Wennan and ask about the reason. Now was a good opportunity. I hastily asked Nangong, "Can you think of a way to send a message to Han Wennan without alerting anyone?"
Nangong's lazy expression disappeared. He lifted his head to look at Han Wennan. He didn't answer me but told me, "I told you that you can't trust this person."
There was a strong hostility on his face. I was stunned. Then, I remembered that when I had reunited with Nangong, he had told me to be careful of Han Wennan. However, I hadn't paid much attention to it.
Nangong turned to look at me when I didn't reply. He asked me playfully, "Why do you want to send him a message?"
"Of course, I want to ask him why the Metaphysics Society and Dragon Tiger Mountain have come here," I answered.
Nangong shook his head. "I roughly know why the Metaphysics Society and Dragon Tiger Mountain are here. You don't need to ask him."
I was stunned. Nangong knew?
I hurriedly asked him for an answer. Nangong frowned and pondered for a while before shaking his head. "I don't know how to tell you. You will naturally know when the sacrificial hall opens." I was stunned.
This fella is always like this. He's always so secretive and only tells me half of what he wants to say.
I hesitated. As I trusted Nangong, I was prepared to let it go. However, Zhang Kanwen suddenly said, "You said that you know the reason, but you didn't tell us. You even told us not to ask anyone else. Don't you think that's too much?"
It was obvious that Zhang Kanwen was anxious about the sudden appearance of the Metaphysics Society and Dragon Tiger Mountain. His words were filled with anger.
Nangong had a good temper. He didn't get angry after hearing what he said. He just smiled. "We should be more cautious. It's for your own good."
Zhang Kanwen didn't appreciate his kindness. He turned to look at me and said, "The effect of the book hasn't dissipated yet. The four people there haven't reached the Celestial Master realm. It won't be difficult to contact Han Wennan without alerting anyone. You two wait here. I'll be right back."
After he said that, he immediately walked back.