Chapter 138: The Return to the Source of All Methods
Li Yanchu had never imagined that his own master was actually so well-known. But judging from Daoist Master Yuanyi’s reaction, there seemed to be a faint hint of hostility in that instant.
Daoist Master Yuanyi gave Li Yanchu a slight smile and said, “Don’t overthink it. Your master and I have no grudges. On the contrary, we’re old acquaintances.”
Seeing that Li Yanchu’s brow remained furrowed, Yuanyi continued, “It’s just that... back in our younger days, he once slapped me across the face.”
“...” Li Yanchu. And you’re saying there’s no grudge?
At this time, Daoist Master Yuanyi swung his ancient-looking longsword and sliced off a piece of his robe before handing it to Li Yanchu. The others followed suit, each tearing off a strip of cloth from their garments and giving it to Li Yanchu as well. Then, they resumed their search through the tomb for the missing Master Huizhen and Wang Yunting.
Though the tomb was lit with lamps, it still exuded a bone-chilling, unsettling atmosphere. The rows of cold, solemn terracotta warriors were especially eerie; they were so lifelike that it felt as if they might come to life at any moment.
“Hey!” Granny Chang suddenly exclaimed, “This terracotta warrior is strange.”
Immediately, everyone hurried over. Looking in the direction she pointed, they immediately saw the difference: this warrior stood out from all the others.
The rest were clad in heavy armor and wielded weapons, exuding an oppressive killing intent. But this one appeared to be holding something with both hands, as if cradling an object. Even stranger, it wore a smile.
A smile on the face of an otherwise lifeless terracotta warrior... gave it an eerie, unsettling feel.