Chapter 7 – The Great Evil – Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

The more Sun Lao Er spoke, the angrier he became, the veins on his forehead popped up and he looked like he was about to strike at any moment.

Sun Lao San also shook his head and sighed, then he pressed the walkie-talkie and said, “Handle head, there’s something new down there, this pit has been touched.”

There was silence on the intercom for a minute, and then Wang put his head in a cold voice and said, “When did you get touched? Did you guys go into the main chamber?”

“No, we’re still in the tomb passage, just now the standing water washed over a towel, don’t even need to think about it, it must have been stolen not long ago, put the head, those people in the south do their work and you know it, the tombs they touched seldom left anything of value behind.”

Wang handle thought for a moment and said, “Lao Er, this way, you guys into the main chamber to see, if the main chamber are nothing, the ear chamber you do not have to go, directly pack up a good guy style up.”

“Okay Handler,” Sun Lao Er put down his walkie-talkie.

I don’t smoke and I have a pretty good nose, and that’s when I suddenly smelled a scent, a faint scent.

“Second brother …. Why does it smell like burning?” I asked suspiciously.

Being told this by me, Sun Lao Er made a very exaggerated effort to sniff his nose towards the front.

He then turned his head to look at Sun Lao San, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

“That’s right, we didn’t pay attention just now, it’s Nan Xiang.” His face was suddenly a bit grave.

“What’s wrong with second and third brother? What’s wrong with this Nan Xiang?” Seeing their expressions staring, I was a bit unsure.

I think so. In the past, rich people used to use golden caskets after they died, and isn’t it normal for golden caskets to have a cinnamon scent?

The relaxed expression on the Sun brothers’ faces disappeared.

“Yun Feng, give me your hand.”

“Huh? What do you want my hand for?” Puzzled, I reached over.

“What are you doing, Ergo!” I couldn’t help but exclaim as my fingers hurt.

Turns out he cut my fingertip with a sharp little dagger in one go.

Crimson blood flowed out, and the Sun brothers, one in front of the other, smeared their wrists with some of my blood.

“Second and third brothers, what are you doing wiping my blood?” I complained as I shivered my injured finger.

That’s what Sun Lao Er told me at the time.

“Yunfeng, in our business of touching gold and fighting, we are afraid of running into the four great evils and six little evils.”

“The cock-eyed tomb-suppressing beast, the light-as-a-flower kiannan incense, the black coffin with red paint that won’t rot, and the lamp oil that won’t dry up, these are called the four great evils, and that’s how the old ancestors’ rules work, blood breaks the evils.”

He said mysterious, but I listened to it but did not think, this is to treat me like a child scare this is.

I whispered in an aggravated voice: “Then …. Then why don’t you cut your own fingers, cut my finger why ….”

Sun Lao Er touched my head and smiled grimly, “Our blood won’t work, we have to use children’s blood… Yun Feng, I’m afraid you haven’t even touched a girl’s little hand, have you?”

I was stumped for words.

Then I deliberately changed the subject and asked stubbornly, “What are the six little evils?”