Daomu Biji: Restart

I sat there blindfolded as I listened to Uncle Two and the others talking. I had a general idea of the situation. Uncle Two had already explored the core areas of the South Sea King's tomb long ago and had also focused his attention on the feng shui array. But this feng shui array wasn’t limited to this ancient tomb. Uncle Two believed that the expert who came down with Uncle Three back then had set up feng shui arrays everywhere.

Uncle Two was different from me in that I could only speculate while he and Uncle Three had actually lived in the same era. Uncle Two had seen the true colors of the legends I could only guess about. According to Uncle Two’s impression, that Qi Yu from the Qi family was a silent young man who was very weak, but very determined. He was the kind of person who would finish things quietly once he made up his mind to do so.

This kind of person was very serious, which was a stark contrast to Uncle Three's character. Uncle Three was the type of leader that did things on the spot, after all. In Uncle Two’s words, Qi Yu and Uncle Three didn’t get along well, but they also didn’t outwardly quarrel. Qi Yu had his own ideas and methods for doing things, so it was difficult for others to convince him once his ideas were completed.

Uncle Two also let slip another piece of information that basically confirmed things. When this South Sea King’s tomb was being built, many strange holes were dug into the huge rock stratum and people who entered them basically disappeared.

The people who entered many of these small holes disappeared shortly after they went in, but nobody knew where they went. Uncle Two believed that these small holes were related to "sound” and with the rock here full of so many of them, it made it particularly easy resonate with thunder. The South Sea King must have chosen this place for that very reason.

In addition, the whole tomb was created in the shape of a bow.

Uncle Two had told me all this information before I entered the tomb, but I was too slow to realize what was wrong with the Mute Emperor’s legend.

I had been struggling in the tomb nonstop for more than thirty hours. With the medicinal liquor applied to my eyes and Uncle Two’s words coming from the darkness, I felt my battered body relax. After listening to them for a while, I soon fell asleep.

I woke up in a daze and remained that way as I was led to the cliff and climbed up step by step.

I didn’t know how long it took before I eventually smelled the long-lost sea breeze. I couldn't see anything, but I could hear the sound of the waves. I was finally out. I wanted to remove the bandage from my eyes and see the sunshine outside, but Liu Sang quickly said to me, "Don't use your eyes right now. You’ll go blind if you see the sunshine."

My hands were shaking as I tried to restrain my impulse to remove the towel. "Where's Fatty?” I asked. “What about Little Brother?"

Fatty patted me, "Little Brother is still down there. Uncle Two has something to say to him. He may not want you to hear it."

I didn't even have the strength to feel anything as I was helped to the car. Fatty continued, "Let's talk about it after you get your eyes fixed. I’ll watch over Little Brother. What your Uncle Two said… don’t take it to heart. Just listen to me. Recently, I only want to hold hands whenever I see a young girl. It’s just a matter of reaching a certain stage in your life. It isn't as terrifying as what your Uncle Two said."

According to Fatty, his and Poker-Face’s eyes should be fine, but mine were more serious.

I remained in that dazed, sleepy state as we drove away. It was very painful every time the dressing over my eyes was changed, so I kept popping pain killers. I slept every day, my head filled with endless nightmares. When I took off the gauze a few days later, I somehow found myself in a hospital in Pingtan. The nurse showed me the dead bugs that had been in my eyes every time she changed the dressing. They looked just like sand.

Fatty bought me a lot of canned food. The hospital wasn’t that big, but I had yet to see Poker-Face. When I asked Fatty what was going on, he said that Poker-Face hadn't come out since we left. He assured me that everything was ok and Poker-Face was probably helping them out. After making some inquiries, he found that Uncle Two and Poker-Face should come up in three days.

Then he handed me his phone and said, "Look, this is the mural from the back of the main tomb chamber."