Aside from the Huo family, there was the Wang family.
Inside the family head's chamber, after hearing the report from his subordinate, the Wang family head did not react much.
A minor figure wanting to establish a small force was insignificant, perhaps it would disappear one day.
However, he was curious about how bold this young man, Zhang Tian, was.
In this complex region with crisscrossing powers, he dared to barge in, which earned him some respect.
But his Wang family would naturally not interfere in such trivial matters. As the mysterious Tenth Family, claiming to be descendants of Wang Canghai, how could they show themselves so easily?
"I understand this matter. Keep an eye on the follow-up. We must accelerate our efforts to find the secret left by our ancestors."
After an aged voice, the subordinate nodded and disappeared from the small room.
At this time, other families had also learned some information, but few tried to stop Zhang Tian.
After all, in their opinion, a junior with unremarkable abilities establishing a small group was not worth much attention.
Furthermore, everyone wanted to "cleanse their image," which gave Zhang Tian an opportunity.
Zhang Tian had spent his days organizing the construction of houses and his nights cultivating, living a simple life.
At this moment, in the interrogation room.
"I want to see the situation of the expert team."
"Judging by the time, the expert team should have reached Bei Dong by now, right?"
"Goddess Shirley Yang will surely lead the expert team to eliminate the crisis."
"Young Master Xie has been there before, so Young Master Xie is the most formidable."
"Speaking of which, after going there this time, they brought back remarkable cultural relics, shaking the world."
Amidst the chatter of countless people present, Zhang Tian, wearing a brain-computer interface,
then directly displayed the images of the expert team.
The reason he could do this was mainly because Zhang Tian had learned the ins and outs of their trip to Bei Dong from Xie Yuchen.
Bei Dong, within the village.
"Professor Li, I never expected that we would come here again."
An archaeology scholar spoke, a hint of melancholy on his face.
The last time they were here, some people had mocked the villagers, only to be reduced to ashes at lightning speed.
Now, history was repeating itself, and the experts and scholars felt a little uncertain.
"What? You've been here before?"
Shirley Yang looked at Professor Li and the others and asked.
Her eyes held curiosity.
"Yes, we found a tomb from the Jin Dynasty here before, but the village back then was not as convenient as it is now."
"Now, look, the village has not only built roads but also has electricity."
"Indeed, times are progressing."
Professor Li sighed, and everyone nodded in agreement.
"China will only get better and better. We must believe in it."
Professor Chen also spoke, his gaze fixed on the village. Now that the village had electricity, it was evident how fast construction could be when there was money.
The expert team did not choose to rest in the village but headed directly towards the location on the map.
"Young Master Xie, your speed is so fast, do you know this place well?"
Shirley Yang asked Xie Yuchen, who was walking ahead.
"Intuition."
Xie Yuchen replied casually.
"Your intuition is truly accurate."
Shirley Yang said, her large eyes darting around, before saying no more.
"Professor Li, why did those masked men choose to enter the tomb during winter? Now we have to climb snowy mountains."
A young scholar complained with frustration.
"I've heard that tomb raiding also requires picking the right time. They are professionals."
Professor Li said, his gaze fixed on the mountain range before them.
"As the saying goes, a heavy snow promises a good harvest. With such heavy snow, next year's harvest will surely be good."
"For the protection of Chinese culture and historical research, we must overcome the current difficulties."
"The Long March broke through countless hardships; what are our current struggles compared to that?"
Professor Li spoke, and the others seemed to regain some fighting spirit, quickening their pace.
Xie Yuchen looked at the three men following him. He said nothing, as these three were completely under his control, and resistance was almost impossible.
Soon, after several days, the expert team bypassed Pengyue Gully.
And arrived at the Qingfeng Mountain area.
As for why they bypassed Pengyue Gully, according to Professor Li, Pengyue Gully was somewhat dangerous and inconvenient to enter.
Looking at the mountain range before them, from this vantage point, they could clearly see a streak of white on the horizon.
"What majestic mountains! These mountain ranges are so magnificent."
A young scholar exclaimed.
"The mountains stretch endlessly, like the spine of a dragon, strong and upright. There might be a major tomb here."
Shirley Yang looked at the mountain range before her and couldn't help but say.
Even an outsider could likely see the situation here.
"According to the route, we need to pass through the Weasel Grave to reach Huang Shuliang's tomb."
Professor Li had long memorized the map, etching it into his DNA.
"Then, perhaps, we should check out the Weasel Grave first?"
Professor Chen said softly from the side.
He had become a little timid now. After all, having experienced so much and witnessed the deaths of team members one after another, it was a miracle he hadn't gone mad.
"Alright, then we'll go to the Weasel Grave first. Actually, my original intention was for us to go directly to the tomb, as graves usually contain larger tombs."
Professor Li said, but since Professor Chen had already spoken, Professor Li couldn't say much more.
Xie Yuchen spoke first.
"Since that's the case, I'll take the lead. Take care of yourselves."
"I will scout ahead for you."
After speaking, Xie Yuchen walked away before Professor Li could respond.
For a moment, the expert team was stunned.
The helper they had found with such difficulty had left before they even began excavating the tomb.
Was this the trustworthy genius Zhang Tian had boasted about?
"This... is a bit unreliable."
Professor Li was also taken aback. What if this guy went and looted the tomb?
"Professor Chen, is this your capable helper?"
Professor Li said, and both Shirley Yang and Professor Chen looked dejected.
Xie Yuchen truly did not play by the rules.
"He might be eccentric and a taciturn person who dislikes talking. Let's hurry."
"Don't waste time."
Shirley Yang said, her gaze fixed on Xie Yuchen's receding figure.
This guy had always been mysterious, and he was definitely hiding something from them.
Furthermore, if Xie Yuchen intended to loot the tomb, he wouldn't have come with them. Clearly, his objective was not tomb raiding.
Shirley Yang became curious about Xie Yuchen.
The expert team followed closely behind.
Following the location on the map.
They headed east.
Soon, they reached the Weasel Grave mound.
On the small mound, the footprints of Fatty, Zhang Tian, and others were visible.
The smoke from the burning talismans last time, due to the confined space, had not completely dissipated.
"Holy cow, who was dancing on the grave? Why are there so many footprints!"
"No, why is there smoke wafting from inside? Is someone smoking in the grave?"
Seeing the footprints on the mound and the lingering smoke that hadn't dispersed for days,
the young experts were taken aback.
They had seen people offering incense in front of graves, but dancing on top of a grave and smoking inside was a first.
"Little Liu, quickly record this. Today, we are witnessing a historic moment. It turns out that graves really do emit smoke from their tops."
Professor Li said with a serious expression. Shirley Yang leaned closer to smell it but couldn't discern any particular scent.
"Could it be that the legend of 'smoke from the grave' is true?"
Shirley Yang frowned slightly.
Then, Little Liu quickly recorded the day's events.
Following this, everyone put on gas masks and entered the Weasel Grave.