My heart was filled with intense fear at Yang Guo's words.

Especially now that I was hanging upside down from the dead tree, all the blood rushing to my head. At this moment, I felt completely hopeless, as if I was beyond saving.

Jiang Yongguang, however, remained calm in the face of danger, still bargaining with the grave robbers.

He shouted, "Yang Guo, Xiao Ming, listen up, you grave robbers! You're only digging up ancient tombs, not stealing or selling cultural relics. The sentence won't be too severe. If you cooperate obediently, there's a good chance you'll be treated leniently! You must turn back to the right path! If you're willing to help us, I'll put in a good word for you. I guarantee it with my integrity!"

Yang Guo sneered after hearing this, "Heh, leniently treated? Bah! I don't care! Don't give me that 'confess and be forgiven, resist and be punished severely' bullshit! From the day I started in this line of work, I never planned to turn back! But if you beg me nicely and say a few kind words, I might consider saving your dog lives!"

Although Jiang Yongguang was in a dangerous situation, he still had his dignity. He said sternly, "Yang Guo, don't push your luck! If you continue stubbornly down this path, you'll eventually face the punishment you deserve!"

"Heh, don't try to scare me!" Yang Guo said dismissively, "You're all in deep shit now, barely able to save yourselves. In no more than two days, you'll become a pile of corpses. And you're still threatening me? That's hilarious!"

At this time, Huang Mao Xiao Ming (Yellow-Haired Xiao Ming) said from the side, "Boss, don't waste time talking nonsense with these idiots. There are so many good things in this ancient tomb. Let's get to work!"

As soon as he mentioned this, Yang Guo got excited and said with a grin, "That's right, why waste our breath on them! We have more important things to do. Let's go, first move those treasures from the second level of the Ming tomb, then figure out how to transport that round-mouthed, square-bodied zun (ancient Chinese ritual bronze vessel) from the third level!"

Old Wei panicked when he heard this, "Bastard! Do you know what the penalty is for stealing and selling a round-mouthed, square-bodied zun? You bunch of rats, you really want money more than your lives!"

Yang Guo snorted coldly, "Heh, do you understand what it means to seek wealth and glory in danger? If I didn't have any guts, how could I have made a name for myself in this business? Idiot!"

After saying that, he was about to turn around and go back along the passage.

Before leaving, Xiao Ming quickly grabbed him, pointed at the coffin of the little imperial grandson, and said, "Boss, don't go yet. That coffin contains Zhu Di's (Emperor Yongle) own grandson, a big zongzi (a valuable corpse) full of treasures. Let's flip this big zongzi first, then go up and get other treasures!"

Yang Guo patted Huang Mao Xiao Ming's face with satisfaction upon hearing this and said, "You're a smart kid! Don't worry, after we get rid of this batch of goods, you'll definitely be the first to eat your fill!"

Huang Mao Xiao Ming immediately became excited and said with a flattering look, "Thank you, Boss! Thank you, Boss!"

After saying that, several grave robbers took out crowbars and actually pried open the coffin lid of the little imperial grandson. Their methods were so crude and their movements so violent that it was outrageous!

Not to mention the Xiaoling Guards, who had the responsibility of protecting cultural relics, even I felt angry when I saw this scene. This was a cultural relic from hundreds of years ago! And it contained the remains of our ancestors, which were of great research value. Yet, it was being ruined by these rats.

Old Wei, holding his gun, shouted at them, "You sons of bitches, stop it right now, or I'll risk damaging the cultural relics and shoot you all!"

After saying that, he actually fired a shot at Yang Guo, scaring the rats into hiding behind the coffin.

Huang Mao Xiao Ming sneered, "Oh, this Xiaoling Guard has quite a temper! Forget it, Boss, let's not bother with them. Let's just take this big zongzi outside and flip him there."

After saying that, he actually dragged the little imperial grandson's remains out of the coffin and directly to the outside of the tomb chamber.

The little imperial grandson had been dead for hundreds of years, and his body had long rotted. Being dragged like this, his dragon robe, remains, and bone fragments were scattered all over the ground.

Jiang Yongguang and Old Wei were heartbroken! Such precious cultural relics were being treated like trash by these rats and were being ruined.

Even Uncle Mei couldn't help but say loudly, "What a sin! What a sin! No wonder the state wants to catch grave robbers. These sons of bitches are truly heartless!"

Taking advantage of the coffin's cover, Yang Guo's grave-robbing gang finally escaped from the main tomb chamber.

But we were trapped by this damned man-eating tree and couldn't move at all.

Hanging upside down, I saw the entire tomb chamber was inverted. After a few minutes, I didn't know if it was because the blood was flowing downwards or because these vines were really poisonous, but I felt that my legs were very numb and I was about to lose consciousness.

Faintly, I heard Jiang Yongguang ask, "Damn it, is everyone trapped? There are so many of us, and not even one of us can pull out a knife?"

Several Xiaoling Guards said helplessly:

"Da Yong, this man-eating tree is too cunning. It knocked people down in an instant, and there was no time to pull out a knife."

"Yeah, my backpack is entangled, and I can't open it at all."

"It's all that damned Huang Mao Xiao Ming; everyone fell into his trap!"

"I've always said that there's not a single good rat. That Huang Mao Xiao Ming is too much of a bastard!"

I looked down at Xiao Liang and saw that she was also entangled by the vines.

Originally, only her waist was entangled by the vines, but now the vines had entangled her arms, legs, and neck.

I quickly asked her, "Xiao Liang, how are you? Can you hold on?"

Xiao Liang said to me with a pale face, "I feel numb all over and can't breathe. The vines are getting tighter and tighter. I'm afraid I won't be able to last long..."

Only at this moment did I realize that Yang Guo had downplayed things.

It wouldn't take two days for this man-eating tree to kill us; two hours would probably be enough.

After a while, probably because the toxins on the tendrils began to take effect, everyone's consciousness began to gradually become blurred, and gradually no one spoke.

Old Wei suddenly said with a sob, "Alas, it's fate that we brothers met. Although we can't be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, we can be considered to have died on the same day of the same month of the same year..."

"Shut up!" Uncle Mei quickly scolded, "Don't say such unlucky things. You want to die, but I don't want to die! I still want to save my daughter!"

Old Wei said with a wry smile, "Third Brother Mei, I don't want to die either. My daughter just graduated from elementary school, and she wanted me to take her to Yunnan for a trip during the summer vacation. I said I would take her on a trip after I finished this mission, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect... Alas..."

Speaking of this, Old Wei, this tough guy, actually shed tears, making everyone sad.

Just as the atmosphere of despair was gradually spreading, I hung upside down on the tree and suddenly saw a figure standing in the direction of the tomb entrance!

That figure was all white, with long hair fluttering, wasn't it the White-Clad Fairy who had kidnapped Sister Xiao Mei?

When I saw her, I immediately shouted loudly, yelling, "Everyone, look! Look at the door! Am I hallucinating? Or is there really a White-Clad Fairy at the door?"