The Informal Tomb Raiding Diary: She is the occupant of the tomb!-Chapter 58: Hey, Is Anyone There? Wake Up~

The gate opened, and it was one of Lord Qi’s men who activated the mechanism. I was taken aback, as the mechanism was hidden in such an inconspicuous place that even Chen Qinghan didn’t know about it. They opened it so casually, so it’s likely they were the ones who closed it; this means they’re quite familiar with this tomb.

According to Chen Qinghan, he never participated in the excavation of Tomb 003 of the Heavenly Maiden, and the archaeological team has withdrawn from here for some years now.

It’s really hard to say if anyone has come in during this period.

"The main tomb chamber is just ahead. Go in and take a good look at the coffin of the tomb owner, and no funny business."

"You guys opened the main tomb chamber’s door? Quite impressive."

I winked at Chen Qinghan, and he stared at me for a long moment, possibly contemplating why I hadn’t been eaten by the monster.

I was puzzled too, but just as I recalled the moment, the monster disappeared.

If it hadn’t shaken the tomb passage so much that dust fell, I could’ve claimed it was a hologram. But the tremors it caused, from hitting the door to running, weren’t hallucinations; they couldn’t be explained away by a sudden power outage or a slide projector short-circuiting.

"Ha ha, ’The Eight Immortals’ cross the sea, each revealing their divine power.’ Girl, you also need to show some real skills for Uncle to see."

I pouted, without correcting the seniority issue. Lord Qi’s men automatically made way for me, and I shrugged off my cowardly image, walking forward with my head held high.

Chen Qinghan broke free from the person holding him, quickly caught up to me, and asked softly in my ear: "Is your head okay?"

I patted my forehead, "No problem, you get used to it."

The first time it hurt, because I wasn’t mentally prepared, the shock outweighed the pain itself. But knowing what to expect later, I could endure it, and it passed quickly. Besides, with my thick skin and strong adaptability, in short, two words: durable! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The door of the main tomb chamber was already open. The circular door had a rotating ring on the outer edge with engraved symbols, resembling a combination lock on a safe.

Using it as a door, the main tomb chamber immediately had the feel of a bank vault. I thought about the large silver coffin I’d seen in the memory playback, feeling a bit sour; my own tomb indeed was the poorest.

"Chen... darling, when the coffin is opened later, can I take a few souvenirs? Not many, just one or two pieces."

"Stealing from your own people?"

"How is that stealing? It’s called living off the wealthy. They all had grand burials, leaving me in an empty tomb. Besides, they don’t need money anymore, so what’s wrong with helping out a living compatriot?"

"You come to shelter in someone’s place and even want to take their stuff, is that right?"

"I—"

"Hey? What are you two whispering about?" Lord Qi’s man came over and forcibly separated us.

"We said we want to be together for all eternity. Wherever I am, that’s where he is; sharing both good fortune and hardship!" I said resentfully.

A zongzi resorting to tomb robbing—it’s disgraceful! And if the tomb owner was someone I knew, I’d be embarrassed if she was conscious.

Although it was annoying that Chen Qinghan stopped me from getting rich, he had a point. I couldn’t win in a debate with him, so I had to give up my thoughts and look for another way to make money.

Upon entering the main tomb chamber, the first thing that caught the eye was that silver coffin, placed in the center. Thousands of years had passed, yet its grandeur remained.

I approached and knocked on the coffin lid, "Hey, anyone there? Wake up～"

Those who entered with us were stunned by my actions, looking at me as if I were insane.

These ordinary folk wouldn’t understand my thoughts. This tomb is so well-preserved, and the coffin hasn’t been disturbed. It’s possible there’s another living zongzi like me inside.

"Wake up hey, rise and shine, the moon is shining on your buttocks."

"What are you doing, putting on a show! Hurry up and decipher the text above, did you hear me? Otherwise, I’ll kill your family!"

Chen Qinghan had a gun to his head, and a scowling skinny guy yelled at me.

I saw knocking was useless, so I directly reached to press the coffin lid, pushed it up hard, and with a ’hiss’ sound, it let out steam.

"What are you doing? Who told you to open the coffin?" Another man under Lord Qi rushed up, trying to kick me, but the coffin lid popped open, and a brilliant silver light shot out from the coffin, dazzling everyone.

Lord Qi and the few people from Sakura also entered the room. When everyone’s eyes adjusted to the strong light, they were amazed by what they saw in the coffin.

There was no corpse inside the coffin, just a pearl about one and a half meters in diameter.

This pearl was dazzling, full and smooth, primarily notable for its enormous size. No wonder the coffin was so large; it was to hold this.

But if the pearl was interred, then where was the real tomb owner?

"Ah! I have never seen such, such... a huge pearl." The Sakura man’s Chinese vocabulary was clearly failing him.

"How much would this sell for? It’s a priceless treasure!"

The glow of the gigantic pearl converted into greed in the eyes of everyone, yet Chen Qinghan remained unfazed, secretly giving me meaningful looks.

Meanwhile, I discovered a pattern inside the coffin lid, different from the symbols I saw in the corridor before—more like an emblem.

I was engrossed, ignoring Chen Qinghan’s hints. After the familiar dizzy feeling, this pattern appeared before my eyes, embroidered on the clothes of a blonde beauty with three wavy lines and a crescent moon above.

The beauty was saying something urgently in front of me, her beautiful face slightly twisted in emotion.

Her eyes were mesmerizing, like a calm deep sea. Unfortunately, at that moment, a storm gripped the sea surface.

Hi～ Why the anger? Rage turns beauty hideous—the raindrops from the storm splattered on my face...

Then the scene switched, the beauty was dead!

The cut of this scene is amazing—even I suspected I angered her to death.

The blonde beauty lay on a stone platform. I noticed the surrounding snow-capped mountains and other people beside the stone platform; the scene was like a farewell ceremony for a body.

Someone brought in the silver coffin, and then I covered my head, squatting down.

Returning to reality, I noticed Lord Qi and his men looked off, each like an ancient monk in meditation, standing motionless.

From their eyes, it was clear they were in a drug-induced state, with their minds entertaining their deepest desires, simply put, trapped in hallucinations.

Chen Qinghan was no exception, but his eyes showed 90% delight and 10% sorrow, unlike the others.

I deliberately moved close to his face, stood on tiptoe, and scrutinized for quite a while. You have to admit that kinship is reliable; it confuses our enemies, sparing me.

I looked around the tomb chamber and found a box in the northeast corner. Walking over, I lifted the lid and found it full of jugs and cups. What they were used for drinking didn’t matter; what mattered was that they were gold and silver objects, some even embedded with colorful gems.

Silently thanking the heavens, I took off a Tomb Robber’s backpack while he was distracted, emptied it, and stuffed the treasures from the box inside.