NOVPUBJust as the netizens were heatedly discussing whether Wu Bin would be okay, at that moment, Wu Bin and Song Bing were in the pit, clutching their butts and gritting their teeth in pain.
"Damn, how could there be so many rocks down here? They’re killing me," one of them cursed.
The two of them rubbed themselves as they stood up and turned on the flashlight function of their smartphones to check out their surroundings.
Originally, they thought they had just fallen into a big hole and merely needed to wait for the rescue team to come and save them.
But they soon realized something was off.
Right in front of them, there was a man-made tunnel.
This tunnel, two meters high and two meters wide, especially seeing its state of disrepair, was obviously new, only having been constructed not long ago.
Shining the phone light ahead, Song Bing felt that this tunnel must lead to a rather distant place.
"This tunnel is newly built," he remarked.
Hearing this, Wu Bin paused for a second.
"How do you know?"
Song Bing pointed at the tunnel’s concrete and said, "Just look at this concrete, isn’t it obviously new? It’s the same as the freshly built wall at our village hall."
When Song Bing said this, both of them were stunned.
The same as the newly built wall at the village hall?
Could it be that this tunnel was also made by people from their village?
The two suddenly realized something was not right; their current location should be near the village hall. And the direction this tunnel was headed, couldn’t it be leading towards the village hall?
Wu Bin glanced at Song Bing.
"What do you say, should we keep going forward?"
Song Bing swallowed hard, then said, "What if we leave here and the rescue team can’t find us? Perhaps we should just stay here and honestly wait for the rescue team to come."
Having experienced the Dream Tapir incident before, Song Bing was now utterly uninterested in adventures.
As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat. Song Bing just wanted to stay put and wait for the rescue, as for what was at the end of the tunnel, they could always explore it later. There was no need to rush.
As Song Bing was thinking this, suddenly, the dirt above their heads began to fall, growing more and more intense!
Song Bing was scared out of his wits and quickly ran to the side to take cover.
Wu Bin looked at the falling dirt and said in a deep voice, "There’s too much soil up there, so this place can’t withstand the pressure of the dirt. It’s likely to collapse soon. If we keep staying here, we might really get buried alive."
"We can only keep moving forward; at least this tunnel is reinforced with concrete, so it won’t be affected by landslides like this."
Although Song Bing really didn’t want to go forward, he knew what Wu Bin said was true.
With no choice, Song Bing had to follow behind Wu Bin.
The two walked about ten meters along the tunnel and discovered that the tunnel’s end was actually a stone door.
If it weren’t for the concrete around being all new, they might even suspect they had stumbled upon the entrance to some ancient tomb.
It was clear that this tunnel was still a work in progress; the stone door wasn’t completely closed, but left ajar, just enough for a person to pass through.
"Old Wu, how about we just wait at this door? I have a feeling that if we go in, something bad will happen," Song Bing said nervously.
Wu Bin shook his head and replied, "We’ve come this far, don’t you want to see what’s inside?"
Song Bing shook his head repeatedly.
"No, I don’t want to know at all. I’m not interested in whatever is inside," he insisted.
Wu Bin gave Song Bing a disdainful look; this guy’s courage was really too small.
"Fine, you just stay here, I’ll go in for a quick look and come right out," Wu Bin said.
Without caring whether Song Bing was willing or not, he walked into the stone gate.
Seeing Wu Bin enter, Song Bing, feeling afraid to be alone, followed him in.
As soon as he walked through the stone gate, Wu Bin noticed that something was off.
The passageway outside the stone gate had no carvings, just plain concrete, with bare walls.
But once they entered through the stone gate, it was completely a different world.
They seemed to have entered a space shaped like an upside-down bowl or, more specifically, like the grand hall of some underground palace.
All around this great hall, the walls were covered with hand-painted murals.
The figures in the murals were lifelike, with vibrant colors, and both the actions and expressions were very beautiful and graceful.
Although it was evident that these murals had been painted quite recently, the content and technique of the murals gave them an ancient, thousand-year-old feel.
The most eye-catching feature was a statue of Maitreya Buddha at the very center of the hall.
The entire statue of Maitreya Buddha was carved from wood.
This wooden statue of Maitreya Buddha was not only vivid and expressive, but even the details of its clothing and folds were extremely perfect and intricate.
Upon seeing this statue of Maitreya Buddha, Wu Bin immediately became alert.
"Why is there a ’Blood Maitreya’ here? Isn’t this beneath your village’s ancestral hall?"
Wu Bin felt a strong sense of unease.
Song Bing was about to speak when suddenly, they heard a piercing scream.
Instantly invigorated, the two looked in the direction from which the scream had emanated.
The scream seemed to have come from behind the ’Blood Maitreya,’ suggesting there was space behind it!
To avoid revealing their position, the two stealthily ran to the base of the ’Blood Maitreya’ and peered behind it.
Indeed, there was a small space behind it.
At that moment, a man and a woman covered in blood were collapsed on the ground, and in front of them stood three people whom Wu Bin and Song Bing recognized—it was Song Bing’s uncle Tang Hao, carpenter Wan Xiu, and security guard Ding Sheng!
At that moment, Ding Sheng was holding a hammer, standing expressionlessly.
The man and woman on the ground were none other than Zhu Quanyou and Wang Li!
Zhu Quanyou had just received a blow from the hammer, and now he felt as though all his ribs were broken.
He quickly begged the three men for mercy.
"I was wrong, Factory Manager Tang, Brother Tang, I know I was wrong, please spare me, I’ll compensate you with anything you want afterwards, just spare my life!"
Tang Hao looked at Zhu Quanyou and said indifferently, "Compensation? If you had money, would you need to work at my house?"
"Zhu Quanyou, do you know why you are going to die today?"
Zhu Quanyou opened his mouth but didn’t dare to speak.
He had cuckolded Tang Hao; wasn’t this the perfect way to sign his own death warrant?
Now, the more he said, the worse it would be; he just wanted Tang Hao to calm down.
As if knowing what Zhu Quanyou was thinking, Tang Hao suddenly burst into cold laughter.
"You wouldn’t think I didn’t know about you two, would you? I’ve actually known for a long time, but I only chose to settle accounts today because others have also come to know about it."
