"Such large emeralds."
Fatty's voice came from beside them. Zhang Tian grabbed Fatty and looked towards the king not far away.
At this moment, the middle-aged uncle in the illusion had transformed into a terrifying appearance.
His head was wrapped in golden gauze, and his face was like a dried corpse. His appearance, as one could imagine, was that of a dead person.
He was staring directly at Zhang Tian with his eyes wide open.
His lips seemed to be muttering something.
"Zha zha zha..."
At this moment, Zhang Qilin's voice came.
"What is that sound?"
Amidst the dark resentment, Hu Bayi's confused voice also echoed.
"Corpse language."
Zhang Tian said softly.
As everyone knows, Zhang Qilin possesses a rather powerful ability: he can communicate with corpses.
Corpse language is quite different from ghost language.
Ghost language requires pursing one's lips and making sounds like chewing, while corpse language uses the lungs to produce sound, with the mouth serving an auxiliary role.
Zhang Tian knows a little corpse language, but not much.
"Zha zha zha..."
Following this, the king made sounds again.
It seemed as if the two were conversing.
"Boss, what are they saying?"
Fatty asked from the side.
"Qilin says they mean no offense and asks if he can withdraw the resentment."
"And the king seems a bit reluctant."
Zhang Tian explained, and the others watched the source of the resentment with some tension.
Then Zhang Qilin said a few more words, and with a stroke of the Black Gold Ancient Saber in his hand, as Qilin's blood flowed, the king noticeably retreated.
Afterward, the surrounding resentment significantly decreased.
Seeing this, Zhang Tian felt a pang of frustration.
If he had known it could be like this, in the future, he wouldn't rush to subdue dried corpses; why bother subduing them?
He would directly negotiate with them, persuading them with virtue. If negotiations failed, then he would eliminate them, striving to be the first person to reason with tomb owners!
"Holy crap, this works too! Second Brother's mouth is truly a cheat even for ghosts."
Fatty exclaimed with excitement as the surrounding resentment dissipated.
Only then did everyone get a clear look at the figure before them.
"Huh? When did he stand up?"
Hu Bayi took a step back. The king's corpse was only a few meters away from them.
They were practically close enough that if he wished, he could reach them in a few steps.
"Zha zha zha."
The king made sounds while looking at Zhang Tian and the others.
"He says he senses his daughter's presence on us."
Zhang Qilin's voice came.
Zhang Tian was taken aback.
His mind also became clear.
"No wonder the resentment is so strong. I had forgotten about the Princess of Loulan."
"Perhaps the person he felt most guilty towards in his life was his daughter."
Zhang Tian murmured, and at this moment, he saw the situation clearly.
Everything from Loulan Kingdom to the present revolved around the king's resentment.
"Is this the Ghost Golden Sheep Formation? To break it, perhaps we need to help the king find his daughter?"
Zhang Tian thought, his gaze shifting back to the mural.
Perhaps to save the souls within, the king must also find peace.
"Zha zha zha..."
Zhang Qilin also made sounds.
After the sounds, the king continued to speak.
The corpse's expression was unreadable, so the group couldn't discern whether the king was happy or in pain.
"He wants us to find the princess."
Zhang Qilin said. Zhang Tian hesitated.
"We can agree for now, but we need compensation first."
Zhang Tian said.
He wasn't a benevolent person who helped everyone he met.
Especially not ghosts.
If he could get treasures and solve the problem without fighting, Zhang Tian thought, why not?
"Zha zha."
Then, the king spoke a long string of words.
"He wants us to prove we are not lying to him."
Zhang Tian pondered.
"If we wanted to force our way through, it wouldn't be impossible, but we haven't. Moreover, no one has come here for tens of thousands of years. Do you think anyone other than us can help you?"
"Besides, I know where the princess was left. I can help you bring her back, but the compensation cannot be less."
Zhang Tian said, and Zhang Qilin translated.
They had remarkable synergy.
"Indeed, they are brothers."
Sherry Yang sighed at the sight.
"Translator Yang, what my big brother is doing is called 'telepathy,' you wouldn't understand."
Fatty said from the side, leaving Sherry Yang bewildered.
At this moment, after Zhang Qilin finished translating Zhang Tian's words, the king fell silent for a moment.
"Zha zha..."
Then, after saying something, he waved his hand, and a small dagger flew out from inside the coffin.
The dagger looked similar to the Black Gold Ancient Saber, but its craftsmanship was superior to the Black Gold Ancient Saber.
It seemed to be forged from star iron as well.
It looked good.
"Zha zha."
After another sound from the king, Zhang Qilin received the small saber thrown by the king.
"The saber carries the king's curse. If we don't return, the curse will take effect."
"Carrying this saber, the Princess of Loulan will also recognize us."
Zhang Tian said, he could understand some of it simply.
Zhang Qilin nodded and looked at Zhang Tian.
His expression asked if he accepted.
Zhang Tian was not a fool; there were so many good things, he had to grab them.
This king clearly looked like a rich man and must have hidden treasures.
"How about this, give us another map of the city of Jingjue, we still need to go to the ancient city."
Zhang Tian said in the unfamiliar corpse language.
The king looked at Zhang Tian, hesitated, and waved his hand again, producing another map.
Zhang Tian's eyes lit up as he looked at this guy's coffin.
This coffin was definitely a treasure trove.
Why did it have everything, anything you could ask for, more than Doraemon's pocket?
"Boss, I want to move the treasure coffin."
Fatty's mouth was watering.
"Me too..."
Zhang Tian murmured, then shook his head, Fatty had led him astray again.
"Alright, oh, by the way, if we find the Princess of Loulan, she will definitely be a spirit body, so we'll need a few ghost elixirs..."
Zhang Tian spoke again.
The king was starting to lose patience, did he think he was a dispenser of wealth, just handing things out?
However, thinking of his daughter, the king waved his hand again, and three ghost elixirs appeared on the mural.
Zhang Tian was delighted. Truly a land of etiquette, hmm, very good.
Solving problems with just his mouth, without lifting a finger, this was simply too satisfying!
"He's asking us to leave."
Zhang Qilin said to the king.
"Since we have everything we need, there's no need for us to stay here. After we find the Princess of Loulan, we'll take her to the city of Jingjue, and then we'll be done."
Zhang Tian said. The Princess of Loulan was powerful. If he brought her with the king's entrustment and invited her to the city of Jingjue, perhaps his team's strength would increase.
Then, wouldn't the Queen's treasures be at his mercy...
Cough, he'd gone too far.
However, upon hearing that Zhang Tian wanted to take his daughter to the city of Jingjue, the king's body, which was about to return to the coffin, trembled.
What a sin. Even in death, he wasn't allowed to rest, still being dragged around.
"Zha zha."
Then, the king waved his hand again, as if scattering wealth, and tossed out a suit of armor.
It was the Princess of Loulan's, clearly intended for Zhang Tian to take to her.
Zhang Tian understood implicitly.
With this armor, the princess's strength should be able to advance a notch.
Then, in the king's silence, Zhang Tian and the others hurriedly left the tomb chamber.
Perhaps he was angered, for as soon as Zhang Tian left, the recently dug tomb passage was sealed by an earthquake.
"Not old, but quite temperamental."
Fatty muttered, happily stroking the jade in his pocket.
Hmm, the trip was not in vain.