"Second Master?"

No one dared approach immediately. The atmosphere here instinctively felt unsettling, especially the flickering candle, as if deliberately dimmed.

Luo Tianhe twitched his nose sensitively, his expression instantly souring. "Something's wrong. There's the stench of death in this room, the kind that comes from ancient tombs!"

Before the words were even out of his mouth, the "Second Master" on the bed let out a bizarre laugh, then sat up and turned his head, revealing a familiar young face, but with eyes brimming with malice.

"You group of cunning bastards, it wasn't easy trying to trap you all in one go."

Third Master narrowed his eyes, wearing a look of complete confidence, but his tone was chillingly cold. "You think you can save my good-for-nothing second brother? You deserve to die, just like him! But don't worry, you won't be lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs. I've already sent Second Brother down, and you... you can join him!"

Upon hearing that Second Master was dead, everyone's mind reeled. But before they had a chance to react, Third Master tore down the curtain, then ripped off a piece of cloth pasted to the wall behind the bed.

As the red cloth fell, a simple and enormous mirror was revealed, none other than the Underworld Mirror!

Then, with a flick of his wrist, Third Master produced a small wooden box in his hand.

"Good advice is wasted on a fool. I warned you not to wade into the Wu family's muddy waters with my damned second brother. The waters here are deep enough to drown you, but you wouldn't listen. Now... all of you, leave your lives behind!"

As the last words left his mouth, Third Master threw open the wooden box, took out the object wrapped in red cloth inside, and aimed it at Jiang Cheng and the others. "Die!"

Originally, Luo Tianhe and Yuan Shanyuan were scared out of their wits. One quickly made a dodging posture, diving under the table, while the other swiftly slipped out the door. But as they saw what Third Master was holding in his hand, they were dumbstruck.

It looked... it looked like a phone case.

And the more they looked, the more familiar it seemed. They seemed to have seen it not long ago.

The most infuriating thing was that Jiang Cheng and the others hadn't moved at all, not panicking in the slightest.

Seeing that he hadn't achieved the killing effect he wanted, Third Master began to suspect that there was something wrong with his method of use. After all, he had only seen such a treasure once in his life. So, he steeled himself and threw it at Jiang Cheng, who looked the most annoying. "Die!"

In Third Master's calculations, whether they were hit or not, these people were done for. After all, they were facing the Underworld Mirror, and he knew the strangeness of this mirror.

But the next second, Third Master was stunned, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, because he saw that the guy named Jiang Cheng caught the treasure with a "slap" of his hand, and then, right in front of his face, put the treasure on something he took out of his pocket. The two actually... actually fit perfectly!

After doing all this, Jiang Cheng put away his phone and stared at him again with the same look. The whole world was silent.

Third Master never expected this kind of result. He hadn't even arranged for other helpers to be stationed nearby. He subconsciously turned around, wanting to see if there was something wrong with the Underworld Mirror.

But after turning his body more than halfway, he couldn't help but shudder.

The mirror didn't show any sign of Jiang Cheng or the others, as if these people in front of him didn't exist at all. There was only... only his figure, and not only was it there, but... but there was something seriously wrong with it!

He maintained the action of turning to look in the mirror, but the figure in the mirror was actually facing away from him.

The next second, before he could react, the figure in the mirror suddenly moved, all its joints reversed, facing away from him. Two arms stretched out from the mirror at an angle that no ordinary person could do, breaking backwards and hugging him tightly.

Immediately, the arms tightened. Third Master struggled for a moment, then his whole body twitched violently. Jiang Cheng and the others only heard a series of cracking bones. As the vitality in Third Master's eyes quickly faded, his body was gradually swallowed by the mirror surface.

This scene was too terrifying. It wasn't until Third Master completely disappeared that everyone's tense breathing returned to normal.

At this time, Luo Tianhe and Yuan Shanyuan could also confirm that it was the vanity mirror in Jiang Cheng's hands that had protected them. Otherwise, they would be the ones who died today.

And it seemed that the wooden box originally contained the vanity mirror. Jiang Cheng and the others didn't know what method they used to switch the contents. The Third Master, who was kept in the dark, probably didn't understand where he went wrong until he died.

But now none of this was important. What was important was that they had survived.

The Underworld Mirror was difficult to deal with, so everyone had to cover it with red cloth again. This time, Luo Tianhe discovered a problem. In an inconspicuous position on the lower right side of the Underworld Mirror, from a specific angle, he could vaguely see a word.

"It's the character *hun* (昏, dusk/unconscious)."

Yuan Shanyuan squatted down and said softly. They had seen a similar scene on the back of Lord Wu's coffin. Judging from the composition and brushstrokes of the two characters, they were from the same group of craftsmen.

Li Bai nodded, looked at Jiang Cheng and the others, his eyes filled with caution. "It seems that's right. These evil ancient objects all came from that blood corpse tomb. The Underworld Mirror, the coffin, the corpse sacrifice platform, that *Ghost Steed Picture* should also be inseparable from the blood corpse tomb. That's the root of all the strange things."

Now that Third Master was dead, finding the whereabouts of Second Master became the top priority. Although Third Master said that Second Master had been killed by him, Jiang Cheng thought that it was not necessarily true, and that the other party was more likely to be bluffing.

Sure enough, after quietly searching the Wu mansion, everyone found a secluded courtyard. The courtyard was heavily guarded, and from time to time they could hear low sobs inside.

Approaching quietly, they solved a few guards, pushed open the door, and what came into view was a room full of people.

Most of them had their hands and feet tied up, either squatting or lying on the ground, and their eyes were covered with black cloth.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, some people were so scared that they cried, but the crying was mixed with a rather tough voice, "If you have the ability, come at me, don't... don't hurt my Second Master."

"As long as you let us go, my young master can give you money. Whatever Third Master offers, we'll offer double."

"No, triple!"

Looking in the direction of the voice, who else could it be but Lai Fu, and next to him was Second Master.

Although his breath was weak, at least he was still alive.

After untying everyone, Lai Fu grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand, tears streaming down his face, his lips trembling so much that he couldn't say a word. Jiang Cheng reached out and patted him on the forehead to calm him down. "Don't be so excited yet, where's the leader of that group of bandits, do you know?"

"I know. I heard the bandits who escorted us before say that their boss is in Third Master's courtyard, busy transporting treasures out, treasures that were unearthed from the tomb of the dead."