"Wow, is this painting the legendary Dunhuang murals?"
"Ahead, you're dreaming. Would those allied forces cooperate to build a Dunhuang? So kind? This is at most a mural!"
"But this mural is truly beautiful, and it even depicts an entire city within it, with the people inside appearing so lifelike!"
"Wait, brother, this painting is too realistic. The people inside look like they're alive."
A crowd was discussing. When they noticed the figures in the painting, they were all shocked.
"Can such vivid paintings exist in the world?"
Chen Xi looked at the mural in the picture and was also greatly shocked.
This painting was even more vivid than the authentic works of old masters.
Chen Xi had friends who were painters and had even won top world awards. Even so, she was certain that she could not paint like this.
Thinking of her friend, Chen Xi quickly took out her phone and sent her a message.
"Xiao Fei, hurry, have you seen the TV? That painting..."
As soon as Chen Xi's message was sent, a reply came from the other end of the phone.
"I've seen it. It's very good. I don't have the skill to paint this kind of picture book yet, but I'm learning diligently."
"By the way, Xiao Xi, I feel you've gone a bit too far this time. You should apologize to Zhang Tian and the others."
Chen Xi was silent for a moment after seeing the reply.
"I know this. I will apologize publicly after this program is over."
Chen Xi said with a serious expression. After sending the message, she didn't say any more to her friend.
Her gaze shifted to Zhang Tian and the others, and finally, she looked back at the picture.
Meanwhile, in the tomb chamber.
Zhang Tian extinguished the flare and turned on his flashlight.
After all, flares were hot, and it was not good to accidentally ignite something.
"So many broken porcelain pieces. Boss, the burial objects are really shabby."
Fatty complained from the side. Zhang Tian nodded.
"They are indeed broken, but each one is priceless."
Zhang Tian thought to himself but didn't say it out loud. After all, if he said it, Fatty might secretly take a few, and then the nature of their tomb raiding would change.
"Jade is still better."
Fatty went to a corner, picked up a small jade pendant, and happily put it into his pocket.
"This mural."
Zhang Qilin's gaze fell on the coffin, and his voice was somewhat cold.
Zhang Tian also followed his gaze to the mural.
"Item: Ten Thousand Ghost City Painting."
"Item Level: Mid-grade mural container."
"Item Description: Formed from the resentment of hundreds of thousands of people. It was once a beautiful kingdom."
His gaze landed on the mural, and a voice sounded in his mind.
"These are the attributes of the mural?"
Seeing this, Zhang Tian was even more surprised.
This was the first time Zhang Tian had seen the attributes of such an object, and he was somewhat astonished.
"I can feel a strong evil aura here."
"There are ghosts inside."
Zhang Qilin scanned the mural, his voice tinged with seriousness.
From the attribute description, Zhang Tian deduced that there should be tens of thousands of ghosts hidden within.
"Boss, this painting looks eerie. The people inside seem to be alive."
Fatty also walked over, speaking curiously.
He even wanted to touch it, but Zhang Tian stopped him.
"This painting is not real, it's fake."
Zhang Tian said.
"Fake? How is that possible? It's right in front of our eyes."
Shirley Yang looked at the mural, somewhat disbelieving.
Could something right before her eyes be a deception?
Zhang Tian nodded.
"This should be a mural formed by the king's will. He sealed his greatest wish with his consciousness."
"I suspect that the many scenes we saw earlier were due to this mural."
As Zhang Tian spoke, Hu Bayi's eyes flickered, and he seemed to have thought of something.
"The king loved his people during his lifetime, and his wish was for his subjects to live a carefree life in the castle he built."
"But the castle was destroyed, and before his death, his resentment enveloped the entire city, trapping all the souls."
"Forming this mural."
Hu Bayi said, and Zhang Tian even gave him a thumbs-up.
"Yes, it's just as Old Hu said. That's my guess too."
"This..."
Shirley Yang was still somewhat shocked. She hadn't expected a person's obsession to be so strong.
It could even bring all those souls here.
"I remember, even if the king died, his resentment shouldn't have been enough to cover the entire city, right?"
Shirley Yang asked.
Zhang Tian's gaze turned to the coffin not far away.
"To know the answer, we probably still have to ask him himself."
As Zhang Tian spoke, everyone's gaze also focused.
"Right, after looking around, I couldn't find the Ghost Pill Pond. The Myriad Ghost Cave should have Ghost Pills formed."
Hu Bayi looked around and did not find the Ghost Pill Pond.
"It's here."
Zhang Qilin said, pointing to the mural.
Hu Bayi was stunned. He hadn't expected the pond to be hidden in the mural, but it wouldn't be easy to get the item now.
He walked towards the coffin.
The king's coffin was quite luxurious, a wooden coffin with golden flowing patterns, forming a totem.
And faint traces of corpse aura were emanating from within the patterns.
"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, please don't let a turtle king appear."
Fatty clasped his hands together and prayed repeatedly.
Fatty was truly traumatized by Prince Gu Mo's armor, which was more like a turtle than a turtle.
"Damn it, Fatty, what are you doing?"
Hu Bayi saw this and slapped Fatty. Had An Liman died, and now it was Fatty's turn?
"Old Hu, Fatty is praying for that turtle prince."
Fatty said with a smile. Hu Bayi rolled his eyes at him and looked at the coffin.
[Loulan King's Coffin (Obsession Has Awakened)]
[Description: After the King of Loulan's death, his obsession lingered for a thousand years, transforming into resentment and flowing incessantly.]
"Huh? Obsession awakened? What the hell is this?"
Zhang Tian looked confused. Good heavens, things were so open-minded now? It could awaken like this?
"Boss, are we opening the coffin?"
Hu Bayi took out a candle and looked at Zhang Tian.
"Let's open it."
Since it had awakened, Zhang Tian wasn't going to wait for it to jump out on its own.
Then, Hu Bayi lit the candle, and Fatty, holding a shovel, prepared to open the coffin.
"Buzz buzz..."
Just as Fatty reached the coffin, it emitted a sound and then opened by itself.
The next moment, a figure wearing armor and emanating a powerful aura of resentment sat up from within the coffin.
"Damn, you scared Fatty half to death."
"It's not popular to open coffins these days anymore, do the corpses just jump out on their own?"
Fatty exclaimed, looking at the figure climbing out with a dejected expression.
He felt like he had nothing to do.
As the coffin opened and the figure sat up, the entire tomb chamber plunged into darkness.
The resentment had enveloped the entire tomb chamber, making it impossible to see the end or the surroundings.
"Boss, this thing's ass actually has a mist effect. It's not only smelly but also makes it impossible to see."
Fatty's voice came. Zhang Tian cut a small gash on his hand, then smeared blood on his eyes. The resentment in his eyes gradually lessened.
At this moment, within the coffin, a figure nearly two meters tall had stood up.
Its eyes glowed green, staring intently at them.