"That person woke up and ran out from here on their own.
Secondly, before us, soone entered here and stole the items hidden in this tomb.
But this place is isolated from the world; whether coming in or wanting to leave is as hard as climbing the sky, not to ntion outside the tomb, there are Celestial Masters of Dragon Tiger Mountain guarding... How is it possible?"
"Grandpa, didn’t we sneak in here? Is sneaking out that difficult?" Tang asked.
"Otherwise, we ca in so easily because your grandpa, as Sect Leader, is familiar with many arrangents here.
If soone were hiding in the Ancestral Master’s tomb, it must be from the past.
People from the past, how can they know about future matters?"
Old Tang shook his head, pondering deeply.
"Then he ca from outside," the Ancestral Master’s spectral image said, "After all, nothing in this world is perfect, and my thod is not foolproof; perhaps there’s a mistake."
The Ancestral Master’s spectral image calculated with fingers, "It should still be usable one more ti, that’s enough."
After speaking, he reached out towards the corner, sensing so changes.
Soon, he opened his eyes, gently waved his hand, and the tightly sealed tomb bricks in the corner where the hair was discovered quietly dispersed,
revealing a large hole before everyone’s eyes.
Outside the tomb chamber, in the void, was countless broken arrays.
The Ancestral Master’s spectral image turned to Old Tang, "It’s not being careless, nor hiding people in the tomb, but rather that you didn’t keep watch, soone broke through the wall and ca in."
The result is obvious; the thief used other thods to enter this grand tomb, and their ans were as vile as demolition.
Old Tang stared bewilderedly at the large hole that had been covered before, "It can’t be? How could this happen?"
If one were to describe it, this grand tomb is a vault, and the diary is the key.
The Ancestral Master’s Divine Thought at the Inscriptionless Stele is surveillance that only watches the main entrance, while the Celestial Masters guarding outside are security.
And this thief didn’t have the key and didn’t enter through the main entrance; to steal treasures, he went through the back door and used the most violent ans to break a hole open.
Furthermore, after stealing the items in the tomb, he even repaired a perfect false panel to cover the hole he broke open.
During this process, the Celestial Masters of Dragon Tiger Mountain serving as security were completely unaware.
Tang quickly reached an understanding and summarized, "The Ancestral Master ans what are we doing, not even able to watch so things properly. If they can violently dig tombs today, tomorrow they might dare to bury bombs at Dragon Tiger Mountain... Hey."
Old Tang knocked Tang lightly, "Go play, child, don’t cause trouble."
After sending Tang away, Old Tang and Hu Jiusan squatted by the large hole to investigate.
Tang stepped back a few paces, standing honestly to the side, feeling bored, he suddenly saw the spectral image of the Ancestral Master slowly fading.
The Ancestral Master shook his head at him, gesturing Tang not to speak, then stared silently at the large hole, seemingly reminiscing about sothing.
Expressions changed several tis, ultimately giving a silent sigh.
Old Tang and Hu Jiusan were oblivious to the anomaly behind them, continuing their discussion.
This ti it was Hu Jiusan, quick-witted, who thought of a possibility, "I have one guess."
"Speak," Old Tang said.
"The war at the end of Late Dongqi that destroyed the Central Continent," Hu Jiusan said.
"Back then, half the Celestial Masters followed the emperor on the expedition, those left behind not only had to guard the mountain gates, but also patrol each county and prefecture; the tomb of the Ancestral Master must have been sparsely defended."
"If there were thieves, it’s very likely they ca in at that ti."
"Quite possible," Old Tang agreed, nodding.
But just as he was about to report to the spectral image of the Ancestral Master, he turned around and found that the Ancestral Master’s spectral image had disappeared.
There was now a pile of Thunder Talismans at the spot where he had stood.
Precisely the pile Hu Jiusan had thrown earlier.
The top one had been flipped over, with a few lines written on the back.
[I am a lingering thought, now at the ti of dissolution, no need to mind]
[Just seeing the thief’s hole, I suddenly recalled sothing, all of you must rember.]
[That is, the items I hid are not my possessions, I am also a thief.]
[This is absolutely true.]
[Therefore, even after thousands of years, please help to return them to their rightful owner.]
[Greedy thief, Zhong Wuming thanks you all.]
Zhong Wuming is the Ancestral Master’s na.
Old Tang picked up that Thunder Talisman, carefully examining it several tis before putting it away, then placed the strand of hair, which was nearly the only clue, into a brocade box.
He patted Tang’s head. "Let’s go, return to help the Ancestral Master with matters."
Tang was dumbfounded for a long ti before reacting, as if thinking about sothing all along.
After the Ancestral Master’s last lingering thought dissipated, the mystery within the tomb also vanished, and now even Tang could see the way out clearly.
This grand tomb built by the Ancestral Master himself, besides the items already stolen, contained no other burial goods.
Tang followed Old Tang down the tomb passage, suddenly asking, "Grandpa, what do you think is the Magical Treasure that the Ancestral Master stole, that would make him this greedy?"
Hu Jiusan turned back to reprimand, "You child, the Ancestral Master was so detached, why do you say he is not capable?"
Tang did not look at Hu Jiusan, continued with head down, "When I ca in, you and Grandpa were unconscious, so I inford the Ancestral Master of the whole story about the diary.
And the Ancestral Master only told to take this item back to Dragon Tiger Mountain, pretending not to hear about Senior Brother Zhang and Junior Sister Chen being the ones to decipher the diary.
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