Because there were so many gold and silver treasures in this tomb chamber, everyone was dazzled. Our attention was completely drawn to these treasures, and many details went unnoticed.

For example, there was a corpse lying in the corner of the tomb chamber.

If I hadn't deliberately looked for it, it would have been really hard to see.

I was startled when I saw the corpse, because at first glance, I thought someone was lying on a pile of broken porcelain sleeping.

"There's a dead man here!" I shouted quickly.

While shouting, I carefully examined the body. It looked like the person was in their early twenties, and their clothes were similar to those of the grave robber who died in front of the tomb-guarding beast. They were both dressed as standard tomb robbers.

But when I went to check the cause of death, I was suddenly stunned.

Because I clearly saw a shiny bronze dagger stuck in his throat!

A bronze throwing knife!

The White Fairy's bronze throwing knife!

The same bronze throwing knife that cruelly executed Aunt Mei on the stool!

I took a deep breath and said loudly, "It's the White Fairy! It's the White Fairy's throwing knife. The White Fairy is also in this Ming tomb. We didn't look in the wrong place! We came to the right place!"

Uncle Mei came over in a hurry when he heard this.

"What? Let me see! Is it really the White Fairy's throwing knife?"

I pointed to the grave robber's throat and said, "Uncle, look, isn't this the same way Wang's shopkeeper's thugs died?"

Uncle Mei nodded immediately after looking at it and said, "That's right, it's the White Fairy. That woman is indeed here. In that case, An'an should also be in this Ming tomb!"

"Yes," I said affirmatively.

At this time, Jiang Yongguang, Lao Wei, Xiao Liang, and the others also came over. Jiang Yongguang squatted down and carefully checked the grave robber's body, and said, "He hardly resisted at all. He should have been killed by the throwing knife with one strike. After his death, his body leaned back due to inertia and smashed this pile of porcelain."

Lao Wei was shocked and said, "Good fellow, the throwing knife killed him with one strike, and it hit a vital point like the throat. The person who threw the knife is skilled!"

"Yes," I said in a deep voice, "This White Fairy should have a Guoshu (Chinese martial arts) heritage. Her throwing knife skills are superb. When we were in the ancient Shu tomb in Yazi River, Wang's shopkeeper's lackeys were killed by her with one knife, without even a chance to react."

Uncle Mei kindly reminded, "You must be careful and don't fall for the White Fairy's tricks!"

Lao Wei smiled faintly, confidently patted his waist, and said, "Don't worry, we all brought our weapons down here. No matter how fast the throwing knife is, can it be faster than a bullet?"

What he said was right.

Although the White Fairy's throwing knife was very accurate, its range and accuracy were not as good as a gun.

In a head-on conflict, the Xiaoling Guards were not afraid at all.

While Jiang Yongguang was examining the grave robber's body, a Xiaoling Guard shouted from the southwest corner of the tomb chamber, "Da Yong, there's another grave robber's body here. He was also hit in the throat by a throwing knife and fell straight down. He broke a lot of burial objects while struggling before his death."

We quickly turned around to look, and sure enough, there was another corpse on the other side of the tomb chamber.

This grave robber was a little older, and the top of his head was bald. He looked about forty or fifty years old. His death was exactly the same as his companion's. He was also killed by a throwing knife with one strike.

Jiang Yongguang couldn't help but sigh, "What a fierce woman! What ruthless methods!"

Lao Wei said in a deep voice, "Aren't tomb robbers all like this? You kill me, I kill you. They have no humanity at all."

At this time, Xiao Liang couldn't help but ask, "But why would the White Fairy be here? Isn't this a Ming tomb? She should go to the ancient Shu tomb to find the ancient Shu jade slips. Why would she have the leisure to come to a Ming tomb?"

I immediately said, "I always feel that there is some connection between this Ming tomb and the ancient Shu tomb, Officer Jiang. Whose tomb is this? Can you deduce it?"

Jiang Yongguang shook his head and said, "I definitely can't deduce it based on the current clues, but I can at least be sure that this is definitely not Liu Bowen's tomb."

"Why? Because historical records say that Liu Bowen was buried in Jiangnan?" I asked.

"No," Jiang Yongguang pointed to the gold ingots in the red lacquer box and said, "Because these gold ingots were all cast in the seventh year of Yongle. Liu Bowen had already been dead for more than thirty years in the seventh year of Yongle. How could the gold ingots cast at this time appear in his tomb?"

"I see." I suddenly understood after hearing this and said, "That is to say, no matter who the owner of this tomb is, he died after the seventh year of Yongle, otherwise it would be impossible to use these gold ingots as burial objects."

"That's what I mean," Jiang Yongguang nodded.

"Then that means that the person who built the Dragon Locking Well was not Liu Bowen, but a figure who died after the seventh year of Yongle," I asked again.

"Yes," Jiang Yongguang affirmed again.

Hearing our discussion, Xiao Liang suddenly asked, "By the way, when did Yao Guangxiao die?"

Jiang Yongguang narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, frowning, "I really don't know."

Lao Wei immediately replied, "Yao Guangxiao died in the sixteenth year of Yongle. In his later years, he was ordered to compile the Yongle Encyclopedia. He died ten years after the completion of the Yongle Encyclopedia. I remember that the Yongle Encyclopedia was completed in the sixth year of Yongle, so it can be inferred that Yao Guangxiao died in the sixteenth year of Yongle."

Xiao Liang analyzed, "The gold ingots in the tomb were cast in the seventh year of Yongle. Yao Guangxiao completed the Yongle Encyclopedia in the sixth year of Yongle. Then the emperor Zhu Di at that time probably cast a batch of gold ingots in the second year, that is, the seventh year of Yongle, to reward him, to show his praise, right?"

We all nodded after hearing this.

This explanation is reasonable!

Could it be that the owner of this tomb is not Liu Bowen, but another feng shui master who is proficient in building Dragon Locking Wells—Yao Guangxiao?

But Jiang Yongguang quickly shook his head and said, "No, Yao Guangxiao could not have been buried in Mamu River. His tomb is located in Changle Temple Village, Fangshan, in the southwest suburbs of Beijing. There is still Yao Guangxiao's tomb pagoda there. An important figure like him who held a high position in the court must be buried in Beijing after his death. How could Zhu Di allow him to die in a foreign land and be buried in Sichuan?"

The few of us were discussing one after another, and we chatted for a few minutes without realizing it.

At this time, Uncle Mei, who was standing next to him, pointed to the coffin on the stone bed in the center of the tomb chamber and said, "I said, isn't the tomb owner's coffin placed there? Whose tomb is this? Wouldn't we know if we go over and take a look?"

His words awakened us, and we all slapped our foreheads when Uncle Mei said this!

"Third Brother is right! The tomb owner's coffin is right in front of us. Why are we bothering to discuss his identity? Wouldn't we know everything if we go over and take a look! What a waste of time."

Jiang Yongguang said with a smile, and walked towards the coffin.

Xiao Liang, Lao Wei, and I followed closely behind.

However, when we walked to the side of the coffin, everyone was stunned again.

"Damn it!"

Jiang Yongguang glanced into the coffin and couldn't help but exclaim,

"This is a bit unexpected!"