The strong sense of displacement made everyone a little unaccustomed.
Looking at the small dirt mound that could be pushed over with a casual touch, Zhang Tian shook his head slightly.
"Let's go, let's check out the blacksmith shop first."
Zhang Tian spoke and walked ahead.
"Boss, why go to the blacksmith shop? We haven't refined the Shashi Dan."
The fatty mumbled.
"Fatty, I told you to study, but you insisted on playing with shit. Boss wants to see if that blacksmith is still here. Don't you want the body-refining techniques?"
Hu Bayi glared at the fatty.
The fatty's eyes lit up.
"As expected of Boss, Fatty loves you to death."
The fatty said with excitement.
"Stop it, I'm not interested in men."
Zhang Tian slapped away the fatty who had come closer.
This guy really planned to go after both men and women, he was really ambitious and wild.
Hu Bayi held the compass and looked around.
"Boss, I feel like the king creating such an illusion for us must have some hidden reason."
"Otherwise, it's impossible for them to tell us about the rise and fall of the city before we even enter."
Hu Bayi said as he spoke, he even put away the compass and fanned himself with a fan.
"I feel that the king probably has something to say to us. We'll know when we go and see."
Zhang Tian said, and everyone walked towards the blacksmith shop in the direction they remembered.
"There's still a lot of resentment here."
Zhang Qilin spoke from the side, his gaze swept across the city. Although it was the middle of summer and the sun was scorching, everyone felt a chill.
The fatty even rubbed his eyes.
"Boss, I feel like there are people all around us."
The fatty shivered.
"Fatty, don't talk nonsense."
Shirley Yang glanced at the fatty and said. The fatty touched his head and stopped talking.
Soon, following their memories, everyone arrived at the area where the blacksmith shop used to be.
By this time, the blacksmith shop was long gone, leaving only the signs of a small pile of dilapidated houses.
And not far away, the imperial palace had also turned into ruins.
"Boss, such a huge sand pit. Judging by the depth of the sand, that old man must have been buried for a thousand years."
The fatty looked at the sand pile of the blacksmith shop in front of him and couldn't help but say.
"How about this, let's dig open this sand pit, and maybe we can find something useful."
Zhang Tian said, thinking that if the things in the old blacksmith's house were not stolen.
Then there should still be some things buried.
After all, the old man was a body refiner, and it was quite difficult for him to be killed by the allied forces.
"Boss, digging graves is Fatty's specialty. You guys rest, Fatty will do it."
The fatty said, taking out the entrenching tool. He seemed to enjoy digging in other people's houses.
He dug and sang, digging with great enthusiasm.
"If this is the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, Boss, there should be Ghost Pills."
Hu Bayi said from the side.
Previously, the allied forces had invaded the Loulan Kingdom, burning, killing, and looting, causing countless resentments. Coupled with the tens of thousands of people who died outside the city and the king's resentment.
It was not unreasonable for this place to form a Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave.
"I think the main treasures are concentrated in the king's tomb."
Zhang Tian said softly, and Hu Bayi also felt it was possible.
"If we get a few more Ghost Pills, Master's injuries will definitely be healed. I wonder what Master is doing now."
Hu Bayi murmured, his thoughts drifting far away.
At this time, in Beili, on Longteng Mountain, the buildings of Longteng Mountain had been built.
And there were several courtyards above. Yimei Daoren was currently sitting with his legs crossed, with several beautiful female ghosts kneeling beside him, massaging his thighs.
"This is good. Without my obedient disciple here, I don't have to pretend."
"I like my obedient disciple's ghost-catching business, so let this business be more intense."
Yimei Daoren thought happily, holding several gold bars in his hand.
Yimei Daoren couldn't save money. As long as he had money, he would spend it. These female ghosts were all captured by him when he helped others exorcise evil.
"Heavenly Master, how's the strength?"
"Xiao Lian, a little harder. I'll arrange for you to reincarnate first."
"Ah, thank you, Heavenly Master."
Xiao Lian massaged even more vigorously.
If Hu Bayi knew that the master he was thinking of was currently enjoying worldly "suffering," he didn't know what he would think.
"Old Hu, don't worry too much about Master. He's definitely doing well."
Zhang Tian patted Hu Bayi's shoulder. With Yimei Daoren's brain, it would be strange if he wasn't doing well.
"Holy shit, Boss, Fatty dug something up!"
Suddenly, the fatty spoke from the side, his voice somewhat excited.
"Let me see."
Zhang Tian stopped talking to Hu Bayi and quickly looked at the pit Fatty had dug.
In the pit, there was a very large iron furnace, and there were even some patterns on the furnace.
"This is the old gentleman's furnace for refining magical artifacts."
Zhang Tian was delighted at the sight and looked with confidence.
"Item: Artifact Refining Furnace"
"Item Level: Low-grade magical artifact"
"Item Ability: Can melt a certain amount of materials, limited to Tier 1 and Tier 2 materials."
"Item Description: A furnace made of Star Iron."
A voice sounded in Zhang Tian's mind.
Zhang Tian was stunned.
Good heavens, it was a magical artifact! And it was made of Star Iron, no wonder this furnace could melt Star Iron.
"Fatty, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Zhang Tian looked at the fatty.
With a smile on his face.
The fatty's originally smiling face instantly drooped.
"Boss, you can't be joking, right? Even a donkey might not be able to carry this. If I carry this, Fatty won't be able to enter the tomb."
The fatty looked depressed.
Good heavens, he had to carry corpses, and now he had to carry a melting furnace?
Fatty's life was even harder than a donkey's.
"This is useful. You are the strongest and most useful person in our team. Who else could do this besides you?"
Zhang Tian gave a thumbs up.
"This is the first time I've received Boss's affirmation, Fatty will give it his all."
The fatty seemed to be injected with chicken blood and quickly took out the buried furnace.
The furnace was huge, nearly two meters tall.
The fatty carried it as if he were carrying a coffin.
"Huh, it's not very heavy."
The fatty exclaimed as he carried the furnace.
"You're strong, so it's not heavy."
Zhang Tian said.
If someone nearing the Grandmaster level couldn't even carry an iron furnace, they shouldn't live.
Beneath the furnace, Zhang Tian saw a skeleton.
It was the old man's, but Zhang Tian noticed that the skeleton was emitting a faint golden light.
"Is this the skeleton after body refining?"
Zhang Tian thought to himself, and he became more interested in body refining.
Fatty was the only one in the team who practiced body refinement, but this guy's body refinement was truly pathetic.
And inside the skeleton, there seemed to be something else.
"There seems to be something else under here."
Shirley Yang said. Zhang Tian nodded and jumped into the pit Fatty had dug.
He dug with his hands, and a wooden box more than a meter long appeared in the pit.
The box was well preserved, and because of the dry desert, it had not rotted.
"First, retrieve my遗物, and then help me find the Shashi Dan."
Suddenly, the skeleton emitted a faint glow.
The old man's voice came.
"Holy shit, Boss, the skeleton is coming back to life."
The fatty exclaimed.
Zhang Tian was also stunned. Good heavens, this was possible? It was a bit like Yimei Daoren's style.