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Grave Robbers' Chronicles II Yunding Tiangong

"Yunding Tiangong" is a thrilling adventure novel that delves into the mysterious world of ancient Chinese tombs and hidden treasures. The story follows a protagonist who, after surviving a fall off a cliff, awakens in a hospital with severe injuries and memory loss. Gradually recovering, he learns of his connection to an enigmatic underground palace known as the Dragon Tower Palace, a mausoleum with secrets that span millennia. Alongside a group of adventurers, including a resourceful man named Pan Zi, they explore the perilous ice caverns and uncover cryptic inscriptions and formidable guardians. The narrative intertwines historical elements with supernatural occurrences, leading to unexpected revelations and heart-stopping encounters.

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Chapter 22: Riot

As soon as I saw Men You Ping's face, I knew he was definitely not joking. He didn't show this expression when he encountered the blood corpse in Prince Lu's Palace. The situation must be very serious.

But at this time I couldn't ask him what happened, so I just agreed and got ready to tell others to run away.

I thought I had followed Men You Ping's instructions very thoroughly, but when I turned around, I found that Ye Cheng and Fatty had already run into the corridor. Anmai shouted that they were heartless and hurriedly followed them.

Rushing through the corridor, breaking open the jade door and arriving at the main hall, the 'sparse' sound increased instead of decreasing. It was now obvious that the sound came from all directions of the roof, as if countless feet were rubbing against the beams above my head, giving me goose bumps just listening to it.

But when we looked up, we saw endless cotton-like darkness. We couldn't see anything, and we didn't know what the sound was. We were standing in such darkness and anxiety, and we felt like we were sitting on pins and needles. We wanted to get out of here immediately, so we ran for our lives.

I believe everyone has experienced this: when you encounter something you fear in the dark, and you run away alone, you won't be able to run far before you stop, but if everyone runs together, you will definitely get out of control, and your imagination and fear of being alone will not stop you.

However, there are differences in the speed at which people run. Ye Cheng was so scared that he ran faster than a rabbit, and the fat man ran not slow either. The two of them were the fastest and flew out in an instant. We could hardly catch up with them. In addition, it was almost impossible to tell who was who by looking at their backs in the dark. Soon, the few people were separated from each other. I was barely chasing them from behind, and could only rely on the light of the flashlight to determine the direction.

I don't know how long I ran, but I was almost exhausted and my pace slowed down involuntarily. I looked at the flashlights in front of me and saw that they were also gradually slowing down. It seemed that we were approaching our destination, so I relaxed. I was glad that my physical strength was much better than before , otherwise I would have been left behind.

When I ran over, I saw that several people in front had stopped, supporting their knees and gasping for breath. However, there was no stone door to exit, and it was still dark ahead.

I asked what happened and why he didn't run away?

Ye Cheng was out of breath, and veins on his face began to pop out. He said, "No... something is wrong - I just noticed that the hall is 500 steps long. My stride is one meter, and at this speed of running 100 meters, it should take less than two minutes to get there. But now, I am sure I have run much longer than that time, and I should at least see the Jade Gate, but there is still nothing in front of me. There is something wrong!"

The fat man asked, "Maybe you counted wrong? How can someone take exactly one meter every step?"

Ye Cheng smiled proudly: "It's definitely not wrong. My step is one meter, and the error is no more than one centimeter. If you don't believe me, we can make a bet. When we came back, I had already run nearly a thousand meters. There must be something wrong."

The people behind us also caught up. When they saw that we had stopped running, they slowed down and stopped beside us. Several people were carrying heavy equipment and thick clothes. After running for so long, they were all panting and almost fell down. Monk Hua panted and said, "Why did you stop? Run faster. Run out in one breath and then rest."

Ye Cheng explained the situation in one breath. Monk Hua's face also changed, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "What's going on? We didn't take a detour when we came in, so why can't we find the way back?"

I thought about it and thought that we must have been tricked. There must be some means used here that we don't know about. I said to them: "Sure enough, what the young man said is right. Wang Zanghai didn't want us to leave at all."

"What should we do?" the fat man asked. "Let's change direction and run to the left!"

I turned my head around and said, "No, since I can't go back the same way, if I run anywhere, I will end up in the middle of nowhere and will never reach the end. Don't waste my energy."

Ye Cheng was horrified and said, "Damn it, aren't we going to be trapped here to death?"

I have experienced the power of these mechanisms in the underwater tomb, but I have also figured out some of his ways. I said to Ye Cheng that it is not necessary. We have so many people here, we can definitely get out. As long as we think together, there will be no problem. After all, Wang Canghai can only do things within his ability. No matter how sophisticated the mechanism is, there must be flaws. I am afraid that Wang Canghai did not intend to trap us. The strange sound above our heads is what we should worry about.

He looked up again, and the sound of "sparse" was so dense that it made him itch, and he was horrified. Ye Cheng swept the flashlight around, and it was all gray, and he could only vaguely see the painted beams, which was almost driving him crazy.

Monk Hua said, "It's not a good idea to just stay here. Why don't we split up into four teams and run in two directions? That way, at least one team will get out first and the whole army won't be wiped out."

The fat man shouted, "Look carefully, the people haven't arrived yet. There are only a few of us. Why are we divided into four teams?"

When everyone heard this, they looked around and counted the flashlights, and sure enough, several people were stunned.

Men You Ping , Chen Pi A Si, Lang Feng who was carrying Shun Zi on his back, and Pan Zi didn't catch up. Damn, half of the people were gone. I thought they were all around us.

When we were running just now, we were in a mess and didn't notice when they fell behind. Now looking back, there was no light around, and there was no way to find their whereabouts. Could it be that they took the wrong path when they were running just now and ran into the darkness here? That would be troublesome. Getting separated in this situation is almost tantamount to suicide.

I pinched my brows and carefully recalled the details just now. We were not the ones running at the end. Those people, such as Pan Zi, always had the habit of being at the end. This was a habit he developed when he was a soldier, so that he could monitor everyone's actions. Chenpi A Si was old and was also behind us. Lang Feng was carrying someone on his back, so he was not able to move around easily and could not run fast. And Men You Ping was a professional-level sudden missing person. He would always habitually stay at the end when encountering a situation, and then suddenly disappear, which was a very normal thing.

These people were behind us , and obviously they were not far away from us when they disappeared. We were running so frantically just now that we didn't notice them at all.

Monk Hua and the others were at a loss for words . They didn't know what to do. The fat man yelled at the top of his voice, "Old Pan! Where are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Lang Feng's voice coming from the side. The direction of the voice could not be identified at all, but it was extremely loud. Lang Feng shouted, "Fuck, monk! Turn off the flashlight! Look above your head!"