Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 191 Entering the Passage

"Although I don't know why you suddenly said that, I took it to heart..."

Yan Huai was currently filled with pink question marks, but he wasn't completely out of it yet. He was curious about what Zhang Qiling had been thinking, so he took the opportunity to ask, "What do you think I'm afraid of?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head. He didn't know yet, and he couldn't deduce more about what Yan Huai had told him. But there was one thing he was sure of, and he hoped that Yan Huai could restrain himself.

"You're being too careful with me, you don't need to be like that."

"..." Yan Huai's smile instantly faded, his eyes filled with resentment.

Don't you know why? You don't cry out when you're injured, and you don't speak up when you're in danger. If we hadn't arrived in time for that incident in the Xisha Islands, you would have been dead!

But if you really asked him to refute that, he couldn't open his mouth at all. After all, the person in front of him was Zhang Qiling.

Forget it, you can say whatever you want, I'll just listen.

Thinking of this, Yan Huai nodded perfunctorily and didn't continue the topic. Instead, he asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want to rest a little longer?"

Zhang Qiling was speechless. He should know that Yan Huai wouldn't listen.

“Not hungry,” Zhang Qiling said, ignoring Yan Huai’s eager look as he glanced at a taimen. He stood up, put on his breathing tube and goggles, and continued, “Looking for a grave.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Huai witnessed once again the results of Zhang Qiling's training in entering and exiting the space...

Ugh--

With a sigh, Yan Huai knew that Zhang Qiling would be alright, so he wasn't so flustered anymore. But he still had to chase after him!

After sighing, he quickly put on his gear, feeling only helplessness and regret.

Isn't it natural to be nice to someone you like? He thought to himself that he wasn't being particularly careful! Ultimately, it must be because Zhang Qiling wasn't used to it. Therefore, not only could he not do as Zhang Qiling suggested, but he should also be more direct and frank in expressing himself. Once Zhang Qiling gets used to it, these kinds of thoughts won't arise anymore... Hmm!

Once outside the space, the outside world remains a dark and oppressive river.

Zhang Qiling was saying he was looking for a grave and seemed to be ignoring everyone, but Yan Huai still saw him as soon as he came out.

Yan Huai gestured knowingly, his eyes teasing – "Where are we waiting for?"

Zhang Qiling calmly shifted her gaze and swam forward.

Based on the surrounding environment and their memories, the two found the water burial tomb altar again in less than ten minutes—just like before entering the space, the traces that Yan Huai had dug out were still there.

Keep digging!

Upon receiving the signal, Zhang Qiling skillfully pulled out a shovel from his spatial storage and, together with Yan Huai, each took one side and began cleaning again.

Without the interruption of salmon and other unidentified creatures, the two soon discovered the mechanism for opening the passage on the main body of the altar facing west—a sunken stone carving with indistinct patterns.

Zhang Qiling used his "tomb raiding finger" technique to caress the stone carving, as if confirming something, and Yan Huai did not disturb him.

Not long after, Zhang Qiling made a gesture to Yan Huai – it was an eagle.

The symbolic totem of the Pala family is an eagle standing on a cliff. The owner of this water burial tomb is most likely a member of the Pala family, and judging from the situation, his identity must be extraordinary.

Without Yan Huai's prompting, Zhang Qiling had already made his move.

As the stone carving slowly protruded outward under Zhang Qiling's force, a significant change occurred above the sacrificial altar—four regular prisms slowly rose up under the resistance of the river water, while the diamond-shaped stone block in the center, where the prisms were originally facing each other, suddenly shrank downward, revealing a network of dark passageways inside.

This sudden gap caused the river water to rush in desperately, creating quite a turbulent situation. Yan Huai and Zhang Qiling, who were eight or nine meters below, were also pulled towards the passage by the water pressure.

Although they had anticipated this situation, the interior of the passageway was something they hadn't expected—so many passageways... which one led to the burial chamber of the person buried in the water?

Yan Huai felt a tap on his shoulder and instinctively turned to look at Zhang Qiling, but Zhang Qiling was looking at the stone carving that had just been pulled out.

The stone sculpture is shrinking back...

Yes, the river water can't keep flowing in forever. The passage has a time limit for opening, but similarly, if you want the coffin to stay dry, the backflowing river water can't keep flowing at such a rapid pace.

Yan Huai's gaze sharpened as he carefully observed the river's current speed leading to each passage. The next second, he put his arm around Zhang Qiling's waist, and just before the passages closed, the two swiftly darted into one of them...

The riverbed eventually returned to calm, and so did the surface.

The river is neither particularly deep nor shallow, but the backflow of water has still reached the surface of the river.

"I hope nothing bad has happened to the clan leader and the others!"

Yan Yang hurriedly jumped down from a tree and squatted down by the river. His phoenix eyes were trying to peer through the floating debris on the river to the bottom, but of course, he saw nothing.

Yan Li remained relatively calm, though a slight frown appeared between his brows. He examined the area around the river where the disturbance had occurred several times, then, as if he had just remembered something, his brows gradually relaxed, and he said, "It's alright, the clan leader and the others must have entered the water burial tomb."

"Huh? It took you so long to get in..." Yan Yang's cunning was comparable to that kid surnamed Wu.

Yan Li rubbed his forehead: "Why don't you say this in front of the clan leader or Brother Yan Chen, and see if they'll give you a quick answer."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yang shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum: "No, no, no! They're the fastest!"

"...Shut up!"