The small cauldron stands on three legs.
Other than its age, everything about it is quite ordinary.
What intrigues everyone, and why the organizers placed this item last in the auction, is because the cauldron contains a hidden chanism. There is a double layer at the bottom, and no one knows what lies inside. However, it emits a faint fragrance that clears one’s mind and sharpens vision.
After the host introduced it, many people beca interested; so ca specifically for this item, such as Gu Qiaoqiao and her group.
Anyway, they had plenty of gold. Gu Junbai had molded the gold nugget into bars, so unsurprisingly, they successfully bid on the Blue and White Three-legged Cauldron.
This auction resulted in four items being won.
Gu Qiaoqiao plans to donate all four artifacts to the country.
But before that, they need to open the cauldron’s switch.
Of course, not here.
The transaction rules ntioned that gold can serve as currency, so by converting the current gold price to local currency, they left with a suitcase full of gold and so extra remaining. Along with the four auctioned artifacts, they cheerfully left the auction venue.
This mysterious and wealthy group of Huaxia people, accompanied by a cat, naturally drew the attention of a gang.
On their return journey, three cars began tailing them.
Including Zhou Xia, upon discovering this, didn’t panic but rather found it interesting, glancing backwards and silently mourning for those individuals.
They’re really choosing Hell despite having a path to Heaven.
Zhou Xia drove steadily toward her ho without any psychological burden.
As for the three cars behind, they gradually closed in.
It was clear they intended to overtake and force them to stop.
This is indeed a perfect spot.
No village ahead, no shop behind.
Zhou Xia held a phone, more elegant than older models.
But reporting to the police requires an actual incident, aning the opponents must act for the police to intervene in this country.
Moreover, everyone in the car, including the excited Xiao Bai, was eager and ready.
None of them considered calling the police.
At this mont, the nearest car was about to overtake them.
In the back seat, Gu Junbai pointed toward the wilderness on the right, calmly saying, "Zhou Xia, steer towards the right..."
Zhou Xia was taken aback; she grew up in this area. Though not as familiar as the manor’s entrance, she clearly knew the wilderness Gu Junbai directed her to wasn’t just grass and shrubs. Ten ters from the road lay a swamp.
No one knows its depth, but supposedly cattle once fell in without a trace.
It’s definitely at least 1.5 ters deep.
Few venture here, and those who do take a wide detour.
There’s a wooden warning sign by the roadside.
Now, Gu Qiaoqiao’s uncle instructs her to drive towards it.
Although Zhou Xia trusts Gu Junbai’s abilities, she nervously reminded, "Mr. Gu, ten ters away there’s a swamp. We don’t know how deep..."
"No worries," Gu Junbai replied calmly.
"Big sis, just drive boldly forward; we’re all here with you, what’s there to fear?" Gu Qiaoqiao teased with a cheerful smile.
Zhou Xia, straightforward by nature, gritted her teeth and resolutely turned the steering wheel towards the swampy wilderness.
As Zhou Xia turned the wheel, Gu Junbai flicked his fingers, sending a barely visible ray of light toward the wilderness ahead.
Covering ten ters by foot takes seconds, not to ntion a car with wheels.
Zhou Xia braced for what might happen after plunging in, but suddenly, she froze. She’s driving and knows best the car’s condition, whether stuck in mud or on solid ground.
She paused montarily before pressing the accelerator, excitedly speeding into the wilderness.
The cars behind, close enough, naturally witnessed this, instinctively following wherever the front car headed.
No ti to think about the details.
The swamp here is large, forrly a big pond, now drained, leaving only muck.
Once Zhou Xia sped a distance ahead, she noticed the three cars trapped behind.
Gu Junbai instructed Zhou Xia, "You can return to the road now."
Hence, Zhou Xia steered back to the road from the wilderness.
For her, nothing changed, but inside those three cars, chaos reigned...
Zhou Xia didn’t notify the police, knowing they had mobile phones and would seek help for survival themselves.
The occupants shouted and pounded on the car doors, but couldn’t stop the sinking trend; mud encased the car doors, preventing exit by force.
They watched helplessly as the presud fat lamb disappeared on the road.
They feared for their lives, trapped in the swamp, aware of the inevitable result.
Even staying still eventually leads to sinking.
Yet, it was bizarre and terrifying.
They clearly saw the group driving smoothly into the wild, considering it a shortcut.
This isn’t a shortcut; it’s a dead end indeed.
As despair settled in, the cars halted their descent.
Stopped at the remaining few centiters of window height.
Inside, two-thirds darkness, one-third light.
Seizing the mont, they called for help.
Police involvent was out of the question, given their constant hunt for them; reporting ant exposing themselves.
anwhile, Zhou Xia’s car had traveled far by then.
Swiftly reaching Siluo Manor.
Zhou Xia, experienced in life’s grand monts, expertly drove into the manor, wisely opting not to ask Gu Junbai how he accomplished it.
Although Gu Qiaoqiao calls him uncle, and she by hierarchy can call him elder brother, her grandfather insists on addressing him as Mr. Gu.
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