Decades of extensive reading, experts who firmly believed that science, not ghosts and spirits, was the only thing in this world, were lamenting their lack of willpower in the previous moment, having actually believed the absurd notion of seeing zombies before they fainted.
But in the next moment, they saw Taohua Ying, beautiful and ethereal, floating in mid-air.
"Ga!"
One of the older experts let out a sound from his throat, then clutched his heart and collapsed stiffly.
"Professor!"
Xia Qi, Wang Sihui, and others cried out in alarm, rushing forward to pinch his philtrum.
It had to be said that these experts were quite unlucky. As the first group of personnel to enter the imperial mausoleum, they lacked the protection of powerful individuals like Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong. Relying on two cave explorers to scout ahead, they had avoided various traps,蛊 worms, and zombies. It was already fortunate that they were still alive.
It was truly pitiable that after being scared unconscious by zombies earlier, they were now experiencing a repeat performance.
The other experts, possessing slightly stronger psychological fortitude, still raised their hands tremblingly, pointing at Taohua Ying and babbling incoherently.
However, their eyes kept darting towards Liang Yinqiu, as if seeking an explanation from her.
Taohua Ying glanced at Liang Yinqiu and said, "Girl, you explain it to them."
A flicker of panic crossed Liang Yinqiu's wrinkled face. She was past her prime, and those who had the right to call her "girl" were long gone, lying in coffins with grass growing over two meters high on their graves.
However, considering that Taohua Ying was actually someone from hundreds of years ago, it was understandable that she would call her "girl."
Liang Yinqiu organized her thoughts, considering how to explain it tactfully so that the other expert professors could accept it more easily.
But, if there were ghosts, there were ghosts, and if there were zombies, there were zombies. There was simply no way to be tactful about this!
Liang Yinqiu pondered for a full three minutes, unsure how to explain it indirectly. In the end, she threw caution to the wind and pointed out the window, saying, "Look!"
The experts all turned their heads. Seeing zombies still wandering outside, a few more elderly professors fainted.
Wang Sihui: "..."
Liang Yinqiu was exasperated, "I didn't expect their psychological resilience to be so poor!"
Xia Qi rubbed his temples. In truth, the psychological resilience of others wasn't much better. It was just that they hadn't had time to be afraid while facing death. Once they were safe, that sense of fear had dissipated.
In other words, everyone had become numb!
Some professors who were still holding on, leaning on walls and covering their eyes, said, "Professor Liang, are we poisoned and hallucinating? Or are you playing a joke on us?"
"I'm very sorry, I'm not joking," Liang Yinqiu sighed.
Getting a group of academic bookworms to accept the existence of gods, ghosts, and supernatural phenomena was harder than teaching a sow to climb a tree.
However, the urgent task was to help them accept this reality as soon as possible so they would obediently stay inside and not wander out.
Some professors quickly crawled to the window and cautiously observed the zombies outside.
Even more daring, some even attempted to tear off the Taoist talismans on the window.
This action was, of course, stopped by Wang Sihui and his team, and their actions were somewhat rough.
Everyone's lives now depended entirely on Taohua Ying and Yan Shouyi's talismans. Anyone who tore off a talisman was essentially trying to take everyone else down with them!
Who wouldn't be agitated in such a situation?
They no longer concerned themselves with respecting these elder professors. Wang Sihui gathered everyone and said sternly,
"I am Wang Sihui, the captain of the rescue team. We are currently inside the inner city of Emperor Qin's mausoleum. The zombies and evil spirits outside are not fake; they are real. I don't care if you believe it or not, but if anyone wants to go out and drag everyone to their deaths, don't blame us for being impolite!"
The professors were indeed intimidated by the tall and imposing Wang Sihui.
They swallowed and asked, "When can we leave?"
"Wait!"
Wang Sihui sighed softly, "Wait for Mr. Yan's good news."
Mr. Yan?
Everyone exchanged glances, unaware of who this Mr. Yan was. It was only when Liang Yinqiu offered a brief explanation that they understood.
A Taoist priest?
An Yin-Yang master?
A folklore expert?
The professors who had never met Yan Shouyi in person mentally categorized him with various labels, fantasizing about his appearance.
Someone with such abilities must surely be an ethereal old man with a white beard, right?
Who would have thought that in the very next second, the sharp-eyed Xia Qi pointed outside and shouted, "It's Brother Yan!"
Everyone quickly looked outside and saw a young man holding a black long saber, riding on a giant bird that was entirely golden, flying over their heads.
"Ga!"
Several more professors fainted on the spot.
The remaining conscious professors felt dizzy and disoriented.
Had they merely fainted for a while? Was this still the same world after they woke up?
When did birds made of gold learn to fly in the sky?!
The professors began to doubt their lives.
But fortunately, the lost professors were very quiet, not foolishly attempting to break out, feeding the zombies, and shouting, "You're all lying to me, there are no ghosts in this world."
Thus, Wang Sihui was saved some trouble.
However, their concern for Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong was not diminished.
Xia Qi muttered to himself, "Brother Yan was originally heading for the south city wall, but now he's rushing east. Does this mean he has dealt with the coffin to the south and is going to support Sister-in-law to the east?"
Taohua Ying puffed out her cheeks, feeling a bit annoyed.
If it weren't for these troublesome burdens around her, she should be fighting alongside the young master and lady! Da Feng Novel Network
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Riding Sanyuan, Yan Shouyi rapidly headed east.
However, to his surprise, upon approaching, he found that Lin Zitong was completely unharmed.
And the corpse of the illusionist was not far away, crushed by a fallen bronze bell.
Yan Shouyi quickly descended. After landing, he hurried to ask Lin Zitong, "What's going on?"
Lin Zitong shrugged and said, "This illusionist used a diversionary tactic, splitting himself into two, intending to put me at a disadvantage."
"Then you..."
"Did you forget? I have naturally purple eyes," Lin Zitong blinked her bright, large eyes.
Yan Shouyi was stunned. He genuinely did not know what was special about Lin Zitong's naturally purple eyes.
Mainly, Lin Zitong had never mentioned it before.
Lin Zitong continued, "With my naturally purple eyes, I can easily detect evil energies. If this illusionist had used this trick during his lifetime, I might not have been able to see through it. But now, he is merely a corpse. His true form carries a strong corpse energy, which is why I easily saw through him and used the bronze bell to pin him down."
Yan Shouyi suddenly understood.
This technique of the illusionist, if used during his lifetime, would undoubtedly have led to a surprise victory.
It was a pity that he was dead. Like the蛊 master, he could not exert his full strength from his life.