radicalducati Chapter 6 The Tomb of the Goddess
Chapter 6 The Tomb of the Goddess
"The Elixir of Immortality, Azure Eyes and Square Pupils... I am a Taoist priest, possessing Taoist techniques passed down for thousands of years. You two need not worry; there are some things that science cannot explain."
From the perspective of contemporary science, Shirley Young is actually right.
The ancient immortals' blue eyes, square pupils, white feathers growing from their bellies, and red faces with blackened eyes were actually symptoms of chronic poisoning after ancient alchemists took elixirs.
However, contemporary science is not the end of science, and it still cannot effectively interpret idealistic phenomena.
Huang Bai didn't want to prove anything. On the path of seeking the Dao, one is bound to encounter misunderstandings and doubts. If one were to prove something to everyone, it would be too competitive.
Seeing this, Shirley Yang stopped talking. After all, it was their business, and she was just offering a reminder.
Moreover, Hu Bayi held Huang Bai in high esteem, so if anything went wrong, Huang Bai, with his intelligence, should have known how to handle it.
Shirley Yang then changed the subject, asking, "Are there really gods in the world?"
This is a source of confusion for most people.
"If I had to choose between believing in aliens or believing in gods, I would believe in the latter more."
"OK."
Shirley Yang finally understood why Hu Bayi had repeatedly told her to watch her words.
Huang Bai was truly an extraordinary person. Other Taoist priests were all charlatans who said one thing and did another, but Huang Bai truly put his theories into practice.
What is this feeling of calm madness?
"By the way, we're leaving for ten days."
"it is good."
Huang Bai agreed without even thinking.
He knew that Hu Bayi and the others were probably preparing to search for the tomb of the Thousand-Year-Old Goddess, but he would not go for the time being, as there were still some things he had not prepared.
Soon, Hu Bayi and his companion traveled to China.
night.
Inside the villa, Huang Bai packed his bags, and before leaving, he sorted out his trump cards.
A magic sword, used to perform divine sword magic that can cut through iron like mud; a stack of talismans, made of magically self-igniting paper, with added smoke powder and Five-Herb Elixir.
The Five-Herb Pill can induce hallucinations, making it a deadly weapon for ordinary people.
"Should we bring a gun?"
In the 1980s, China did not have such strict control over firearms, but they were not something that could be obtained easily, let alone carried on one's person.
The villainous Ying Caihong gang in the original work may have smuggled the weapons through Mongolian channels, and he probably couldn't carry them all by himself.
Soon, Huang Bai packed his things and went to the casino again, taking out a large amount of cash. Afterwards, he went to the grasslands alone.
……
prairie.
The area was bustling with activity, filled with the sounds of explosions.
The Global Spiritual Retreat Society, under the guise of investing in global mining, brazenly searched for ancient tombs on the vast grasslands.
Inside the construction site tent, Ying Caihong was wearing a long robe, surrounded by people of various races, with her adopted daughter Yangzi standing behind her.
"We don't have much time. The Chinese authorities will react quickly, and we must find the Goddess's Tomb immediately."
After saying that, Ying Caihong covered her amber right eye, looking rather mysterious.
"I foresaw that the boundary between life and death would open the moment we found the other shore flower. At that time, the supreme and wondrous heaven would open its gates to welcome our arrival."
The believers have unwavering faith in Ying Caihong's words, believing her to be a goddess who can communicate between the mortal and spiritual realms, and that her words are absolutely true.
Her white assistant called over Big Gold Tooth.
"Why hasn't the expert you hired found the cemetery yet? Could he be a fake?"
Big Gold Tooth was sweating profusely. These guys had guns. Now, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Don't worry, Fatty is a professional tomb raider. Please give him some time."
If you can't find it before sunset...
boom!
No sooner had he finished speaking than an explosion was heard outside.
"Found it! Found it!" came shouts from outside.
When everyone went outside, they saw a deep hole in the ground. The soil inside the hole looked like it had been artificially hardened, confirming that it was indeed a tomb passage.
Fatty Wang stood on the edge of the pit, covered in dust and dirt, but he looked very excited. He didn't have the skill of locating the burial site.
Big Gold Tooth grinned broadly and said, "Who said Fatty was an imposter? We've found him!"
"This is it."
"You go down first," Ying Caihong said, pointing at Fatty Wang.
"Fine, let's go down." Fatty Wang muttered, then led the way down into the cave.
As is customary, he lit a candle in the southeast corner.
The light from the outdoor lights illuminated the tomb chamber.
This is a gray and hazy world.
The circular dome is painted with images of immortals ascending to heaven, dragons and cranes, while the bluestone slabs underfoot are covered with a thick layer of dust, and the surrounding area is filled with ferocious beast statues.
Directly ahead, the tomb passage extends deep into the tomb, with strange beasts with animal faces, human faces, and deer antlers guarding the two sides of the gate.
"This is a tomb guardian beast, which, according to legend, can ward off ghosts and monsters," Fatty Wang showed off his limited knowledge.
The foreigner stepped forward to examine it closely.
It was deep and dark, with a howling wind that sounded like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.
Suddenly, the wind grew stronger, and a cloud of black mist burst forth from the depths of the tomb passage. Within the mist was a general, riding a magnificent steed and wielding a long spear, charging towards the group.
"There's a ghost!"
Everyone was startled and quickly retreated. The foreigner in the lead and his companions were unable to dodge in time and were hit head-on by the black mist.
Just when they thought they were going to die, they found that nothing had happened, except that they were covered in a layer of dust.
"Haha, don't make a fuss. This is just the evaporation of pigments from the murals when they come into contact with the air. There's no such thing as ghosts or monsters."
Fatty Wang stepped forward to show off.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
Those who came into contact with the dust roared to the sky. Their skin turned black, their eyes turned into vertical pupils like those of wild beasts, and they even grew sharp nails. They attacked those around them like madmen.
In an instant, the scene descended into chaos.
The group fired more than a dozen shots before finally killing the monster. Some of them then crashed into a nearby statue, got covered in smoke, and turned into new monsters.
"Oh no, it's a zongzi (sticky rice dumpling), don't let it get dusty."
Wang Pangzi's words startled several monsters, who then charged at him.
"Little Fatty!!"
Suddenly, two figures jumped down, and a woman opened her Vajra Umbrella to block the monster's attack.
Another person took out a black donkey hoof and stuffed it into the monster's mouth. The monster instantly collapsed to the ground, motionless.
The three seemed to have become their complete form: one drew the monster's fire, one was responsible for defense, and one took the initiative to attack.
The monster was quickly dealt with.
"Old Hu, Staff Officer Yang!" Fatty Wang was overjoyed.
In the corner, the monster's corpse lay sprawled on the ground, its neck severed, revealing a person dressed in a wide Taoist robe.
He held a magic sword, which was still dripping blood, and his long hair was tied behind his back, making him look dashing and handsome.
"Brother Huang?" the three asked in unison.
To everyone's surprise, Huang Bai also came along.
"Having nothing to do, I came out for a stroll."
clap clap clap!
Applause came from a corner, and Ying Caihong led her men out of the shadows.
"As expected of the tomb raiders, you must be Hu Bayi, right? You two will lead the way, and you'll be richly rewarded after we get out—five hundred thousand US dollars each, how about it?"
"Sorry, we don't raid tombs. I'm here to take Little Fatty away." Hu Bayi firmly refused. The Thousand-Year Goddess Tomb was a place where death was a near certainty, and he was unwilling to take the risk.
"Oh?" Ying Caihong raised an eyebrow, a strange light flashing in her left amber eye.
Splash!
His men behind him all raised their spears.
"If US dollars aren't enough, how about adding this?"