The censer was gradually absorbing the mist, and then the weapon disappeared. Faint black mist appeared on the censer.
Then Zhou Lin walked to Captain Lin's side.
"You trespassed into my king's tomb, you deserve to die. You all deserve to die."
Captain Lin spoke, but his voice was different, filled with sobs.
"Let's see if your king is dead, or if we are dead."
Zhou Lin then took the censer to Captain Lin's front and saw that a lot of mist began to appear on Captain Lin's face, slowly emerging from his face.
Finally, it was absorbed by the censer. Captain Lin's eyes went black, and he fell to the ground motionless.
The other mercenaries, seeing this, rushed over to check.
Zhou Lin, holding the censer, walked to the stone door. At the bottom of the stone door, Zhou Lin placed the censer on the ground, allowing it to absorb the corpse qi from the door.
No matter how much there was, it could be absorbed. Faint green patterns on it were slowly emitting light.
Zhou Lin walked to Captain Lin and looked at the unconscious Captain Lin. He then looked at him, his blood surging.
"Captain Lin..."
With a roar from Zhou Lin, the unconscious Captain Lin suddenly woke up and looked at them in a daze.
"What happened to me? Why am I here? Didn't I just help my brothers..."
Before Captain Lin could finish, he was hugged by his brothers.
"Captain, you scared us to death! You almost killed Professor Lin..."
The mercenaries explained what had happened. Upon hearing this, Captain Lin quickly looked at Professor Lin, who was descending the stone steps.
"Professor, I..."
Captain Lin looked at Professor Lin opposite him and quickly spoke.
"I can understand how you feel. It was a desperate situation, I understand. It's not your fault."
Professor Lin said quickly, then looked at Zhou Lin beside him.
"Professor Zhou Lin, what just happened? Why did you stop moving at that moment?"
Professor Lin looked at Zhou Lin, his eyes full of confusion.
"Uh... I was looking for something, and I didn't notice you calling me for a moment."
Zhou Lin was a little unnatural. It was all the system's fault. It refused to give a discount, and the censer asked for tens of billions.
It was a joke. His points didn't come from the wind, so why would they ask for them?
He had used all his persuasive skills, but still couldn't get a discount...
If these people hadn't been in danger, he wouldn't have exchanged for it in such a hurry.
Now he seriously suspected that the system was doing it on purpose, deliberately extorting him at this opportunity.
"Then what is this thing?"
Elder Tang still felt a lingering fear and looked at Zhou Lin in front of him with confusion.
"This is a magical artifact given to me by my master. It can absorb more evil energy, especially corpse qi. It absorbs negative human emotions. It's just a vessel."
Zhou Lin introduced the censer casually.
Everyone looked at the censer and found it even more novel.
There were such things in the world?
It was rare, but the shape was very special.
"What do you mean by negative human emotions?"
The metaphysics professor looked at the tripod with curiosity in his eyes.
"Jealousy, resentment, anger, and emotions caused by various setbacks can all be absorbed. The corpse qi in this side chamber is very heavy. Let's not rush for now. We can wait until all the corpse qi is absorbed before going in."
Zhou Lin then sat on the ground and calmly looked at the censer in front of him.
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the censer with curiosity, wanting to see if it was really that powerful.
In the live broadcast room.
"Holy crap, what amazing thing has the boss taken out again? It looks so high-end."
"Holy crap, this thing has such a function? If I become a scumbag in the future, will my girlfriend not resent me?"
"How can you think of that? How can you say such a thing? Aren't you afraid the boss will take you away?"
"Haha, that's right, but I'm more curious, how long will this censer take to absorb everything?"
"It shouldn't be too slow, but this thing, not to mention anything else, just looks very high-end."
"Haha, it's hilarious, this looks like an antique."
...
In the dean's conference room.
"Holy crap, Zhou Lin is truly a timely savior. That shout just now, I was scared."
Professor Hu felt unwell when he saw Zhou Lin shout.
"I'm very curious about Zhou Lin's master. Such a treasure is amazing. They are all amazing. Is such a person still around?"
Professor Wen really wanted to get to know him if he had the chance.
"Don't even think about it. Such people are usually gone, otherwise, they wouldn't have given all their family assets to Zhou Lin."
"Yes, I think so too."
The other professors and experts also expressed their agreement.
"No matter what, at least Zhou Lin saved Professor Lin, and that's enough."
The dean didn't expect too much now. As long as he could return safely, nothing else mattered.
Inside the tomb.
Zhou Lin saw that the time was almost up. He walked to the entrance and put away the censer. Then he looked at the stone door and noticed that there were many inscriptions on it.
"Professor Lin, Elder Tang, look, there are words on it."
Zhou Lin waved his hand. Elder Tang and Professor Lin behind him hurried over and looked at the inscriptions.
"What is this?"
The metaphysics professor also moved closer and asked in confusion.
Elder Tang took out a magnifying glass and a flashlight.
"This is a self-narration."
The people inside this door were not from the Jin Dynasty or the Dongxia Kingdom, but from the Mongolian Kingdom. He was a valiant general of Mongolia.
He had made great contributions to the then Mongolian Khan, Lixia. However, during the recapture of the Dongxia Kingdom, he was accidentally tricked by the Dongxia Kingdom and became a prisoner.
But the Dongxia Kingdom did not want to miss this opportunity. To boost morale, they killed this general.
However, this general was unwilling, and his resentment was extremely deep. He was often heard wailing in the military camp.
Finally, the great priest of Dongxia Kingdom suppressed him here, and after the death of the Ten Thousand Slave King, he was promoted to a vengeful spirit guarding the tomb.
When Elder Tang said this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pity.
To be a tomb guardian for someone he hated, was this a form of humiliation?
"This Ten Thousand Slave King is truly heartless. He could do such a thing. It's incredible."