Chapter 7

Chapter 7

I was starting to suspect these two women had something wrong with their heads.

Maybe they had read too many Zhihu webnovels and started fantasizing that they were hot stuff, sneaking out in the middle of the night for an immersive tomb-raiding experience.

There really were all kinds of people in this world.

I shook my head and, with the earnest patience of someone older and wiser, told them, “Go home. This isn’t a place for you to play around. There are very frightening things under here.”

I didn’t explain the specifics.

My dad had said that people in our line of work couldn’t make outsiders understand.

Forget outsiders. I was his own son, and after all these years, I had still always thought he was a fraud.

Besides, these two looked completely unhinged. Better to keep my distance.

I looked up. The spot where I’d been lying earlier had already been dug until it collapsed. Yellow paper was scattered all over the ground. Did my lying in yin still count now?

It probably did. This place was deeper now, which meant it should be even closer to whatever was buried in the depths below.

So I picked up the yellow paper and spread it on the ground, then lay down fully clothed. I rested my hands over my stomach and quietly stared up at the sky.

The two psycho sisters whispered off to the side.

“What’s this kid doing?”

Qiao Moyu said, “With all that yellow paper, he’s probably here for some kind of offering. Hiss… I keep feeling like he looks a little familiar.”

Lu Lingzhu tapped the side of her head with a finger.

“Maybe an elder in his family passed away. There’s something off about this place. Don’t mind him.

“Have you found that tomb yet? Hurry up and get to work. We have to fly back tomorrow, it’s Monday. Don’t you still have class in the afternoon?”

“What’s the rush? I can have Lou Qianqian check in for me. Stay out of college student business.”

Qiao Moyu pulled out a compass and examined it from left to right, then up and down.

“No mistake this time. Dig two meters down from here, then head west.”

As she spoke, she walked over and lightly kicked me.

“Little kiddo, move aside for a second.”

My face darkened.

“Don’t touch me. I can’t move.

“Also, don’t call me a kid. You two don’t look that much older than me.”

After saying that coldly, I closed my eyes and pressed my body hard against the ground.

I sensed some cold, sinister aura, like bamboo shoots after the rain, testing the yellow paper beneath me, breaking through it, then burrowing up out of the soil.

It was an extremely strange feeling.

My body felt as if it had been plunged into ice water. After that bone-piercing chill, heat gradually spread through every limb and bone.

I felt as if the soil beneath me had come alive. It trembled faintly, trying its hardest to transmit some kind of thought to me.

What was it? What was it trying to tell me?

A record from the notebook flashed hazily through my mind.

When lying in yin, if you encountered something underneath, there were usually two possible outcomes.

The first was that the other party wasn’t willing to communicate with you and directly attacked you with baleful energy to make you leave.

When evil baleful energy rushed into the body, one misstep could put your life in danger.

What my dad had experienced yesterday was probably this situation. That was why he had so much death energy on him.

The second was what I was experiencing now.

The other party was willing to communicate.

Whether it came with goodwill or malice, at least it was willing to state conditions. If there was room to negotiate, then lying in yin had hope of succeeding.

At that thought, I focused completely and pressed myself even tighter against the ground.

Just then, I suddenly felt myself floating.

I opened my eyes and saw that the psycho sisters had each taken one end of me, one holding my head and the other lifting my legs, and were carrying me off the ground.

That faint thread of connection snapped instantly.

I flew into a rage.

“Let go of me!”

Qiao Moyu was holding my legs and stood there without moving.

Lu Lingzhu, however, immediately let go when she heard me.

But my legs were still in Qiao Moyu’s arms.

So the back of my head slammed heavily into the ground.

Qiao Moyu jumped in fright, and only then did she hurry to toss my legs away.

Fortunately, the soil was soft, and there were no stones on the ground.

The fall left me seeing stars. I didn’t have any visible injuries, but I felt like a concussion was unavoidable.

Fuming, I held my head and got to my feet, then glared viciously at Lu Lingzhu.

“You crazy woman. Did you let go on purpose?”

Lu Lingzhu looked blank. “Huh? Weren’t you the one who told me to let go?”

For a moment, I was speechless. Then I turned and cursed at Qiao Moyu.

“What about you? Why didn’t you let go?”

Qiao Moyu was expressionless.

“You tell me to let go, and I just let go? Why should I listen to you?”

That made me even angrier.

I clenched my fists and shook them at the two of them.

“Get lost. Don’t think I won’t hit women!”