The mechanism of the Life and Death Book was triggered, and the entire platform of the Life and Death Book began to shake.
"Jia Zi, Yi Chou, Bing Yin, Ding Mao..."
Zhang Tian looked at the countless squares on the Life and Death Book before him, and his whole being felt unwell.
Almost all sixty years were carved onto it.
And below were also months, days, and other time periods.
On the side, there were also the Hundred Family Surnames, names, and so on...
The entire Life and Death Book was made to look somewhat cramped.
Zhang Tian did not know which dynasty Huang Shuliang belonged to, as it was not mentioned in the original work.
Furthermore, Zhang Tian estimated that it would be difficult to achieve anything based on mere guesswork.
The birth characters were year, month, day, and hour, multiplied by gender.
But they knew none of these.
"Mama mia, boss, hurry up and find it, this thing is about to flip over."
"It's like a turtle flipping over!"
Fatty shouted from the side, his body propped on the ground, his hands tightly gripping the squares of the Life and Death Book in front of him.
"Boss, I've looked at all the squares here. The birth characters are difficult to deduce, but we know Huang Shuliang is male."
"We can enter the name and gender first."
Hu Bayi's voice was urgent.
The entire Life and Death Book let out a rumbling sound, its rotation speed increasing slightly.
For a moment, everyone felt pressed for time.
Zhang Tian nodded; this was the only way for now.
Subsequently, Zhang Tian and Hu Bayi went to the name and gender positions respectively.
Then they stepped down.
The next moment, several beams of light appeared, and the squares of the Life and Death Book sank in slightly.
The sunken squares emitted a faint golden light, indicating correctness, but the mechanism did not stop.
It continued to rotate.
Its speed actually increased.
"Huang Shu Gou, if you have the guts, come out and fight Fatty, and see if Fatty doesn't beat you to a pulp!"
"You only know how to set up mechanisms to annoy your father. If you have the guts, come out yourself, and Fatty will definitely give you a memorable experience."
Fatty pointed at the judge statue and began to curse loudly.
At this time, the Life and Death Book was already bent at a seventy-degree angle.
It was clearly about to flip over completely.
Zhang Tian's gaze shifted, and his eyes fell on the judge statue above.
Then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up.
"Old Hu, we seem to have fallen into a misconception."
"Why are we insisting on deciphering the mechanism? Is there a possibility that we can simply damage it?"
"Isn't destroying the mechanism directly faster?"
Zhang Tian said slowly.
Xie Yuchen and Hu Bayi's eyes lit up.
It was like a sudden enlightenment.
Fatty: !!
"Boss, your thinking is a bit avant-garde. Others are thinking of deciphering, you're thinking of damaging it!"
"Fatty is rooting for you."
Fatty blinked his eyes and gave a thumbs-up.
"But how are we going to destroy this mechanism?"
Hu Bayi frowned slightly.
"Old Hu, think about it, the Judge's Brush and the Life and Death Book must exist together to have any effect. This means there should be a Life and Death Book hidden beneath."
"If we find that thing, this mechanism should no longer be usable."
Zhang Tian said seriously.
Hu Bayi quickly took out his compass.
"I've got it!"
"When we came before, the water flowed east. I thought it was strange at the time, but after coming up, this Judge's tomb is facing west."
"Purple energy comes from the east, from yang to yin. Extreme yang is yin. And this Judge is the thing in this tomb that converts yang energy into yin energy."
"So, I think the Life and Death Book is most likely in this position."
Hu Bayi pointed to a corner in the east.
In the corner, characters like Yi Chou, Ding Mao, and Jia Zi were written.
"This is... born six hundred years ago, in February, on the first day."
Zhang Tian looked at the birth dates and said.
"No matter what, let's break it first."
Lin Tian drew a talisman in front of him with his peach wood sword, and then a thunder talisman appeared. Heavenly thunder rumbled and fiercely struck towards the eastern area.
The Life and Death Book on that side was already pockmarked with large holes from the strike.
And those birth characters were all shattered.
The next moment, an old book appeared before them.
And the mechanism stopped rotating.
"Good heavens, Xiao Huahua, did you see that? My boss is amazing. When others are still trying to decipher mechanisms, boss has already started destroying them."
"Bravo!"
"What do you call this? This is called avant-garde thinking! Grandpa always said that as long as you don't stray from your core principles, treasures will always be more abundant than mechanisms!"
Fatty said proudly.
It was as if he himself had done it.
Xie Yuchen was also somewhat amazed. Zhang Tian's reverse thinking was indeed impressive. If it were someone else, they might have really focused on deciphering the mechanism.
"As expected of a disciple taught by me. Ancestor Master, did you see? Hurry up and tell the Old Heavenly Master that our Maoshan has a successor."
Daoist Yimei watched the entire process, and when he saw Zhang Tian remain calm in the face of danger, he was even more satisfied.
After all, it was rare for someone so young to achieve this.
Zhang Tian picked up the Life and Death Book. It was just a thin booklet, looking ordinary.
The Life and Death Book was also inscribed with dates and times.
"Item: Life and Death Book (Fake) Magic Tool"
"Item Grade: High-grade Magic Tool."
"Item Ability: When paired with the Judge's Brush, it can cast spells. Each use deducts thirty years of one's lifespan."
"Item Description: Huang Shuliang obtained this item but never used it. After his death, it was buried here."
The description appeared in his mind.
Zhang Tian felt completely unwell.
So what if it was life-consuming? It was described so elegantly.
Casting spells, instead of saying it directly, why not mention casting thirty years of lifespan?
"Not right, not right."
Zhang Tian quickly shook his head. Although this thing was powerful, who would dare to use it?
"Boss, this thing looks really weak. Fatty wants to see it."
Fatty also leaned over at this moment, his eyes shining.
"Fatty, do you like it?"
"I like it."
"How about I give it to you?"
Zhang Tian winked.
"Fatty thinks it's not impossible."
Fatty grinned, and just as Zhang Tian was about to hand the item to Fatty, Daoist Yimei stopped him.
"Hey, you little yellow guy, why are you snatching Fatty's treasure?"
"Fatty is a cultured person, and he loves reading the most."
Seeing this, Fatty hugged the Life and Death Book, looking displeased.
"This thing consumes lifespan, Fatty, are you sure you want to use it?"
"One use, at least thirty years."
Daoist Yimei said, holding up three fingers. Fatty's eyes rolled.
"Master wants it, obedient disciple will give it to Master."
"It can also be considered a meeting gift from your disciple to your master. Moreover, actually, your disciple just wanted to keep it for Master, because your disciple loves Master the most."
Fatty said this without blushing or skipping a beat, truly worthy of being thick-skinned.
Daoist Yimei ignored Fatty and took the Life and Death Book for himself.
"For humans, using an object from the underworld consumes life, but it's different for ghosts. There are no restrictions on usage. I like it very much."
Daoist Yimei said, and before Zhang Tian could speak, he took the Judge's Brush from the statue as well.
Having obtained the two treasures, Daoist Yimei was in a good mood and looked at Zhang Tian.
"My obedient disciple, when the time comes, Master will sign with my ancestor, and Master might be able to return to his peak."
Daoist Yimei's eyes gleamed.
He was already imagining himself as powerful, with his obedient disciple prostrating at his feet calling him Master.
Yes, perfect, and exciting, and perfect.
Looking at Daoist Yimei's YY, Zhang Tian frowned slightly. Was this guy thinking of something disgusting again?
He ignored Daoist Yimei; Zhang Tian was too lazy to want this thing.
It consumed life, and Zhang Tian didn't want to die again.
After confirming that the surroundings were safe, Zhang Tian looked around.
In front of the Life and Death Book was a stone door, which should be the tomb door.
However, Zhang Tian did not go there immediately. Instead, he looked at what was behind the judge statues.
Inside, besides the large judge statues, there were some strange small skeletons.
And bones.
Hu Bayi, holding his compass, walked towards one side of the judge statue.
"These skeletons are so small, boss, are they rat skeletons?"
Fatty looked at the skeletons on the ground and could not help but ask.
"No, they are weasel skeletons. Look at the corner, there are also some human bones. They should be tomb robbers who entered before."
"Or dead people that weasels brought here."
Zhang Tian shook his head, his gaze falling on these skeletons.
"Holy cow, boss, I have a bold idea."
"You say, could this Huang Shuliang be the Great Immortal Huang?"
Fatty said, swallowing his saliva.
Zhang Tian did not speak; he implicitly acknowledged it. Fatty's reaction was too slow; everyone else had already thought of it, and he was only thinking of it now.
Truly the last disciple.
His gaze fell on the walls, which were also painted with pictures of the underworld.
Nothing interesting.
Then, the few of them withdrew their gazes and walked towards the next large door.
This was the door leading to the next tomb chamber. Zhang Tian estimated that this tomb chamber should be almost finished.