Chapter 82: The Mysterious Taoist

or expression, something subtle and hard to notice.""Well, then just nod. If you find yourself suspecting you're in a dream, just secretly nod your head. If we respond, then it's real." Wang Erpao sa...He put away all his tools and scuffled his footprints before creeping away.

Back home, he quickly took a shower, washing his entire body thoroughly. Then, he put all the tools on fire and roasted them, turning the fresh dirt on their surface into old dirt.

I brushed the shoes again, and threw the clothes directly into the trash can, I don't want them anymore. Who knows if they were contaminated with poison

Speaking of poison, even that "artifact" needs to be cleaned just in case. He sat by the water tank with a brush, cleaning it twice with detergent and twice with disinfectant before he felt at ease.

By the time everything was packed away, it was already five in the morning. Dragging his weary body, he happily jumped onto the bed and quickly fell asleep.

He dreamt again that he had become an emperor, leading his nation in constant warfare. However, whenever he tried to check his own name or the national title, something else would always interrupt him, leaving him frustrated and enraged.

At noon, Wang Lin woke up leisurely. He took out his phone to check the time and quickly sat up, wondering if his parents had woken up yet.

He put on his clothes, walked out of the room, and saw that there was no one in his parents' bed. He let out a sigh of relief.

Walking into the courtyard, the glaring sunlight shone on Wang Lin's face. He squinted slightly, and after his eyes adjusted, he walked towards the kitchen.

He pushed open the kitchen door and found no one inside. He was stunned, then went to look in other rooms, but his parents were nowhere to be seen.

He quickly took out his cell phone and called his father, but the call rang in their bedroom. He then called his mother, and it still rang in the bedroom.

"Were you in a hurry when you left"

He's already used to his parents going out without their phones. At first, they did carry them, until one time, while tilling the soil, his father’s phone fell out of his chest pocket and got hit right through by a hoe.

After that, they rarely brought their cell phones to work in the fields.

Wang Lin pulled open the door and rushed toward his own field. As soon as he left the village, he saw a large crowd gathered in the field. He had expected this, but still pretended not to know, running over.

He ran forward and, through the gaps in the crowd, he saw his parents. They were just frantically explaining something to the village head.

Damn it, it's this dog director again!

He mumbled and shoved his way toward his parents, the murmurs of the surrounding villagers constantly ringing in his ears.

"Oh! Baojun's family is really pitiful! They were blocked at their door last time, and now there's a big hole in their field for no reason."

"Who says that's not true! I say it's the director who caused all this trouble. Didn't he bring in those gangsters a while back"

"Hush...be careful what you say!"

"Tsk, I just can't stand his actions. Look at how he's messed up Uncle Bao's house this past month."

The villagers were simple folk, but also rather timid and fearful. They only dared to whisper behind each other's backs. Wang Lin understood this very well, as he had been the same way in the past.

Pressing forward to his parents, Wang Lin saw a Daoist priest standing beside the director. He didn't pay much attention and looked at his father, asking, "Dad, what's wrong What happened"

Wang Baojun saw his son had arrived, and his heart was filled with courage. His voice became louder as well.

"Xiaolin, are you awake This isn't morning work in the fields. Did we find that our land had been dug up by someone! The headmaster insists it was us who secretly dug it up. How is that possible!"

Wang Lin smiled inwardly, Dad! It was me who dug it myself! But he couldn't show it, instead, he glared angrily at the village director.

"Director! You said we dug up evidence If there's no evidence, I'll consider suing you for defamation!"

The village head saw Wang Lin and immediately thought to himself, "Oh no, this kid is a top student. He has a strong sense of law and order, not someone to be trifled with."

He hurriedly laughed and said, "How could that be! I didn't say anything! I just asked, hehe."

"That's good, such a big pit, even our family of three would probably take a day to dig it. How could it be finished overnight"

The Taoist beside him seemed impatient. "Stop talking! The most important thing is to see what's down there!"

The village head also reacted, hastily calling out, "Baogun! You can't act on your temperament now. We don't know what might be down there, it could be dangerous to everyone, so it's better to investigate first."

"Your compensation will be reimbursed to you later, rest assured!"

Because the soil was soft, they dug very quickly. In no time at all, they reached a large stone at the bottom. The people in the pit shouted to the village chief, "Chief! We're done, there’s a big rock at the bottom, we can't dig any further!"

The director was taken aback and looked at the Taoist beside him. The man let out a cold snort, jumped into the pit, looked around, and then pointed east, "This way."

A few people were digging vigorously toward the east. When they reached five meters deep, they realized something was wrong. The soil had become so hard.

They turned to face the Taoist priest and told him their questions. The Taoist priest looked around, then stomped his feet in different places. He discovered that the soil under one spot was softer than the rest. He pointed at his feet urgently and said, "Here! Quickly!"

Three hours later, several people following Wang Lin's dug passage finally entered the ancient tomb.

One of them suddenly screamed, scaring the others who panicked and fled in all directions. Only the Taoist stood still, looking down on the screamer with disdain.

"A timid mouse of a person."

He strode into the tomb, seeming utterly confident in his abilities, completely unconcerned about potential traps. He walked straight toward the coffin in the center. As he got closer, he found only some tattered clothing inside, and anger surged through him instantly!

Damn it, the thing is gone!

I had wanted to save myself some effort and let the village head do everything. Now look, I've gotten nothing, and he's furious. He stomped back to the ground, ignoring whether the villagers were watching or not, and slapped the village head hard in the face.

"Trash!"

The village head was left spitting blood, his head spinning and he couldn't stand up. The Taoist priest didn't say anything more, turned around, and left.

Wang Lin saw the Taoist slap his tooth out with one hand, and he looked at him in astonishment.

The village head glared at the Daoist's retreating figure, consumed by anger. To be slapped in front of so many villagers was a humiliation he couldn't bear. Right now, all he could think about was killing the Daoist.

Seeing the villagers still gathered around, he, with a clear gray handprint on his face, roared, "What are you looking at! Have you finished all your work Go away!"

The villagers then came to their senses from the state of shock and left with smiles.

The village chief couldn't bear to stay any longer at this point, he trembled and stood up, saying to Wang Baogun, "Let's not fill this hole for now. I'll report it later, and an archaeological team is likely to come over."

Then, he swayed and left. Wang Lin seeing that the matter was over, also pulled his parents away.

Only the solitary opening and tomb remain, still whispering its story. down several meters, but the cliff remained bare. He started to feel uneasy. If he slipped, it would be a quick and messy end.He climbed down another ten meters, the rope was already at its limit, bu...