A mass grave.

The paper people on the ground, already split in half, were jumping amidst flickering flames, their scarlet lips looking extremely eerie.

Xīngyuán led everyone preparing to evacuate this burial ground. He turned back for one last glance, still unable to fathom how Wáng Shā could see the paper figure as a beautiful young woman.

Does being single have this kind of effect? Then he's been single for many years, and he didn't see his mother as a beauty either.

But now that he has Jiang Qianchun as his wife, it seems he doesn't have the qualifications to call himself a bachelor.

I still suspect Wang Sai is a little off. Maybe we should take him back to get checked by the madam?

As Xingyin was lost in thought, she suddenly saw a glimpse of cloth sticking out from the side of a large tomb not far away.

Only from this angle can you see it, the previous angle couldn't.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

Xingyu's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly cautioned, "Wait, don't move, I'll go take a look."

As soon as Xing Yin finished speaking, the others became alert and stopped moving. Even Wang Sha, who had been joking just a moment ago, started to tremble again. This habit of his hadn't completely disappeared yet.

A star plummeted, leaping forward like a fish with astonishing speed.

As he neared the large burial mound, he could already hear faint breathing.

Xingyu secretly blamed himself for being careless.

If it had been before, something would have been amiss long ago.

Because his hearing was extraordinary, even the faintest sounds reached him quickly. Yang Ruqing once jokingly called him "ears that catch the wind."

He was still caught up thinking about Wang Sha's situation, oblivious to the unusual noises coming from outside.

"Don't move."

Starfall leaped and dodged around the large tomb, her long sword flashing with a cold light, falling on the person hiding behind the tomb like a thunderbolt.

>

The longsword was right at his throat, leaving him unable to move.

“I surrender, please spare my life!” a trembling voice cried out. Let me know if you have more text you'd like me to translate!

This person's face resembles a large rat, with a pointed chin, long nose, paired with a mustache shaped like the Chinese character "eight," and mung bean-shaped eyes. It is quite comical.

At this time, his small mung bean eyes darted around wildly, but his thin body was curled up and motionless.

"So, what do you do?" Xingyun said coldly.

“Good man, I, I'm just a passing farmer.” The mouse-man trembled as he spoke.

“Have you ever seen such a scoundrel? His shovel is still on the ground, he looks like someone who digs graves and steals from the dead!” Xing Ming said.

"Good sir, you have eyes like a torch! I am just trying to make a living. My mother is eighty years old and my baby needs feeding. Good sir, spare my life and I will erect a longevity archway in your honor and offer incense daily."

"Bang!"

Xing Yin whipped out a whip and lashed it across Hàozi's back.

"You keep spouting nonsense and refuse to improve your language. I've heard these same words so many times my ears are calloused!"

This is a
test to see if the HTML tags will be preserved.

Xingyu reached out and pulled out a metal plate.

"Open your dog eyes and see what this is."

The mouse man winced in pain, but under the faint moonlight he could still make out the general idea.

This is an official insignia, with the words "Hidden Guard" written on it.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

Oh no, we've run into trouble with the authorities now.

The mouse man was both frightened and scared. He wanted to escape, but reason told him he wasn't a match for the other party.

Because this man before him, tall and slender, with bright eyes like stars, and his long, dark hair flowing casually, breathing slowly and powerfully, it was obvious that he was a martial artist with deep inner strength!

With those skinny arms and legs of his, he's surprisingly good at digging graves. Escaping from such a skilled hand... is practically impossible.

If this doesn't work, then there's only one way left: to apologize.

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Spare me, master! Please just treat me as nothing, a mere fart! I have silver here!"

The Mouse Man gritted his teeth and, from the folds of his pocket, pulled out several silver coins.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who can be bribed?"

Starfall smiled ambiguously.

He raised his hand and sheathed his sword. After all, this grave robber wasn't any good; he could have defeated him without even drawing his blade.

The Mouse Man seemed to waver upon hearing about Xing Min's intentions. He hurriedly said, "Sir, your integrity and dedication are admirable! This is just a humble offering from a lowly servant. If you have any tasks, I will readily do them, no matter how dangerous."

"Actually, there's one thing. You'll have to come with us." Xingyun smiled slightly.

At this time, the mouse man discovered that several more people had gathered around Xingyin. There were women with veils covering their faces and three men in black who all looked quite intimidating.

Now he was utterly heartbroken.

"Anything you command, master. I'll do my best," the mouse-man said with a fawning smile that made his face look even more like a mischievous rodent come to life.

"That's your specialty. Come with us and dig a grave." Xingyin said.

The mouse-man was stunned.

"What did the adult say? Dig a grave?"

"Yeah, it's about digging up graves. What? Can't you handle it?" Xingmian said coldly.

"We can do it, we can do it." The mouse man hurriedly said.

My goodness, I didn't expect such a tall and handsome official guard to be digging graves. I thought they were more high-class than that.

Though the mouse man harbored a slight disdain in his heart, he dared not utter a single word.

"Alright then, take your tools and head out now."

Starfall Dao.

The boy, Haozi, quickly grabbed his shovel, rope, and a few small tools, then set off with them.

On the road, Wang Sha and several others had already figured out the identity of the Mouse Man.

The grave robber whose name is Li Hao, nicknamed "Drilled Mouse", wasn't just any ordinary tomb raider. He knew a little bit about feng shui and geomancy, and could even find auspicious spots for burying treasures. He didn't just dig randomly.

>

"My lords, I'm not bragging, but there's definitely a large tomb inside Mount Wofo. The terrain here is perfect for building one, and nearby, I also found some sealed soil." Li Hao said with shifty eyes.

"What do you mean?" Wang Sha said.

"Wow, my lords, this is a fantastic opportunity! If we excavate this grand tomb, we're sure to become wealthy. My lords, please don't miss out on this chance!" Li Hao urged fervently.

“Why don’t you just wait and dig when you have time?” Wang Hai said, tilting his eyes.

"I'm not capable of doing this, alas. We are short-handed and can't dig up such a large tomb. I wasn't thinking of getting rich quick tonight by coming here to try and dig a hole into it to see if there were any valuable things inside, but we couldn't even get in." Li Hao frowned.

"Let's talk about this later. First, let's finish the job well today. There are benefits for you." Xingyu turned his head and said.

Li Hao immediately nodded and dared not speak.

Among this group of people, he was most afraid of Xingyun. Not only because Xingyun was the strongest, but also because of the aura on him, which was particularly oppressive. He had only seen it on those generals with strong bloodlust.

Thus, he knew this person must have blood on their hands and was definitely not joking.

Please: m.shuquge