Mysterious Tribulation

　　 1026 in the new calendar, summer.

　　Dark clouds cover the moon, and the breeze is blowing.

　　Outskirts of Green Forest City.

　　 In the fresh wild land, the sound of insects croaking from time to time, and occasionally you can see fireflies flying.

　　 A little dim light, bright and dark in the night, exuding a warm glow.

The man holding the lantern in his hand is a tall and thin man. He is wearing a coarse cloth that is stained with various stains and is extremely unfitting. His hands are covered with various calluses and scars. Lower class people who work hard.

A man next to him was slightly shorter, in an indigo-blue labor uniform, carrying a shovel, and muttering a complaint: "Lauel, are you sure this is the place? I have spent precious rest time with you. Messing around, if I am fired by the stingy boss tomorrow, it must be your fault!"

　　He is a coolie at the dock. He needs to work more than ten hours a day, and his salary is settled on a weekly basis.

　　 And most people like him have no savings, and can only rent a bed with others. Once they lose their jobs, the consequences will be disastrous.

Lauel, holding the lantern in his hand, turned his head and said seriously: "Bill, I can swear that I did find a treasure... It seems to have appeared accidentally because of a previous landslide and ground collapse. The place is very remote, but there are artificial buildings. May be an ancient tomb."

　　 At this time, tomb robbery is a felony, and it is a type that can be executed directly.

　　 But for the lower class, they are not afraid.

Bill used to be a farmer. Later, the landlord took back his land and allowed him to work in the city. There were too many people like him, which led to an oversupply. The factory owners tried their best to keep their pay down, and the machines greedily swallowed lives. , Dust and soot are lingering in the air, all of which have caused the average life expectancy of the bottom-level poor living in Xiacheng to not exceed 20 years!

　　 A very small number of upper-class people are feasting and feasting, and a large number of people at the bottom are suffering from occupational diseases, overwork and death...

　　 The steam machine roars, the brilliance of civilization has been bred, like the dawn in the darkness that is about to break.

　　 This is the worst time and the best time!

　　 "As long as you can get a few precious funerary objects...that's countless golden pounds..." Bill said fiercely, "At that time, I must go to the Moulin Rouge for a month! How about you?"

　　 "Ahem...I just want to stay away from the dust, buy a piece of land in the country, marry a wife, and have a few children..."

　　Lauel coughed a few times: "Here!"

　　 Bill looked to the front and saw a landslide. It seemed that the ground was sunken in a large area due to the heavy rain the day before.

　　 But in the mud, a strange building was revealed.

　　 It is composed of irregular stones and banyan tree roots, which together form the shape of a wall.

　　 The roots of the banyan trees grow directly in the rocks, just like the blood vessels of human muscles, with an inexplicable and strange beauty.

　　 However, it does not look like a natural formation.

　　 "Lauel, you seem to have indeed found a ruin. Look like this, it might be the tomb of a noble master!"

　　 Bill became excited: "Work fast, don't wait until dawn!"

　　 He raised his shovel and digged into the ground.

　　 Ding Ding Dong Dang...

　　 The wall made up of rocks and tree roots is very hard, but the soil is very soft. A huge gap can be found along the wall, and all of it is collapsed mud.

　　 It seems...it was filled with a lot of things, and then...the things disappeared strangely.

　　 After several hours of excavation, a tomb path composed entirely of rocks and tree roots appeared in front of the two of them.

　　 Bill swallowed, "Who is buried here? Is it a duke or a king?"

　　 "The tombs of those nobles are all in the church, and there are special grave guards. You think too much..."

　　Lauel was obviously surprised, but he was more interested in the treasures that might exist.

　　 It's a pity that the two dug all the way and they didn't find any burial objects. As for some inexplicable stone carvings on the rock walls, they were ignored.

　　 "Damn, we need at least ten people."

　　 Bill turned around anxiously: "It's too big... Did we dug a palace buried underground?"

　　 "We have to go back to work at dawn, do we have to come every night...Although it is remote enough to not be easily spotted, but..."

　　Lauel anxiously kicked the side rock wall.

　　 Boom!

　　 It seems that the soil layer here has been dug to a certain limit. In the last shock, the thin layer of soil instantly opened, and two dumb thieves screamed and fell.

"what!"

　　Bill got up in embarrassment with a swollen nose and swollen face, screaming: "Lauel, Lauel...Where are you?"

　　 "Damn it, the lights are off..."

　　Lauel struggled to look around.

　　 Although it was pitch black, there was a faint glow like a firefly.

　　 After adjusting their eyes, the two found themselves in a space similar to an underground cave, but the walls were square and it was obviously an artificial building.

　　 And in the center of this space is the source of light.

"crystal?!"

　　 Bill's ecstatic voice came: "Such a big crystal? We are rich!"

　　 "That's not a crystal!"

　　Lauel climbed forward and saw a translucent block of ice the size of a bed, and there seemed to be a sarcophagus in it.

　　 The coffin is not closed, so you can still see a teenager lying inside.

　　 He looks less than twenty years old. He is tall and handsome. He wears a mink coat with a golden collar. He looks gorgeous and extravagant.

　　 The faint light source is surprisingly emitted from the ice.

　　 "I bet this mink coat is worth at least ten pounds, no, twenty pounds!"

　　 Bill murmured.

　　 "This is a corpse... a corpse preserved with ice?"

Lauer’s eyes were filled with fluorescent light: “It’s so beautiful...and, you don’t know that the dead body that has not been transformed for hundreds of years, it may be more valuable than those costumes and funeral objects, the archeology Homes and collectors will be crazy about it!"

　　 "This is not ice, but crystal. How can the ice not be cold?" Bill picked up his shovel.

　　 "Wait, what are you doing?"

　　Lauel was shocked.

　　 "Of course, knock one piece first. No matter what it is, you can exchange money!" Bill grinned: "There are clothes, funeral objects, and corpses inside... even if the collector doesn't want it, you can sell it to the medical school!"

　　 Due to the development of medicine and anatomy, the medical school in Green Forest City has a great demand for cadavers, and even allows poor students to use cadavers as tuition fees.

　　 On the black market, the price of a corpse varies according to the degree of preservation, and the value is around 1 to 5 pounds.

"You do not understand…"

　　Lauel wanted to stop his companion, but he couldn't do anything after he broke his leg. He could only watch his companion brandishing a shovel and smashing it on the surface of the ice coffin.

when!

　　 After the crisp sound, the shovel bounced away, leaving the ice unscathed.

Do not!

　　 Not only that, but Lauel seemed to move his eyelids when he saw the boy in the sarcophagus.

　　 This made him rub his eyes and suspected that he had hallucinations.

　　 The next moment, the ice curled inward and disappeared... a layer of chill suddenly surged to all sides, almost freezing the soul.

　　 "Hey...it's obviously summer...why... so cold?"

　　Lauel let out a sigh of relief, was frozen to death at the same time as Bill, and fell to the ground.

　　 And Aaron in the ice coffin suddenly opened his eyes.