Chapter 2471: The Murals Are the Real Point! The History of Eastern Xia!

And right now Mr. Wang knew that although they were carrying the Blue-Eyed Fox corpse and the fragments of the Qingtong Sect, they wouldn't be able to maintain them for much longer; he believed that afterward Zhang Lin would definitely find a way to destroy all of these things.

Because this was the true core of the Wang family; if Wang Canghai didn't exist, the only thing they could rely on was merely these.

But even though Wang Canghai had been alive all these years, from the very beginning when he established the Wang family, aside from taking out these two things, he had not given the Wang family any other help.

So they had all grown accustomed to Wang Canghai existing in this form, and would not harbor complaints, nor feel there was anything wrong with this matter.

On the contrary, when Mr. Wang learned that Wang Canghai had suddenly intervened in this matter, he felt extremely unaccustomed to it; this was also the reason why, after being coerced by Wang Canghai and seeing clearly what kind of tragedy would unfold afterward, Mr. Wang made the resolute decision to make this phone call to Zhang Lin.

At the same time, he also greatly admired Zhang Lin's magnanimity—at least under these circumstances, Zhang Lin could still accept his surrender; if this matter had involved Wang Canghai, from his perspective, he would think that Zhang Lin wasn't being especially gracious, but rather had no other choice.

So facing the Wang family's surrender, Zhang Lin gained another trump card in his hands, unaware that this kind of thinking was truly naive and laughable.

Zhang Lin was never short of trump cards; without the Wang family, Zhang Lin had other ways to prove he could accomplish all of this, and ultimately, both archaeological teams and the officials all accepted Zhang Lin's instructions and deployments.

Although Zhang Lin hadn't directly issued any orders to the officials, from a realistic standpoint, as long as Zhang Lin made a request, the officials had to cooperate immediately—this was something no one would doubt.

Including those watching the livestream, they all thought the same way; on the other hand, Fatty from Archaeological Team One, upon hearing Wang Cen's such brazen words, immediately got fired up again.

To him, Wang Cen was nothing but a defeated general, and one who had surrendered.

Besides, Wang Cen would inevitably cost his own life in the end, so Fatty really didn't want to give him the slightest bit of face, only wanting to continue arguing, even if it was just using words to mock this Wang Cen.

Fatty had lived his whole life for just two words: "thoroughly pleased"—as long as he was pleased, he could completely ignore everything else.

Of course, this referred to most situations; in a few critical situations, Fatty would still take the team's core interests into account.

At least the entire Archaeological Team One hadn't brought true catastrophe upon itself because of Fatty's impulsiveness, which proved that Fatty was relatively still a person who understood how to read the situation.

Right now he felt that even if he cursed out this Wang Cen, there wouldn't be any problem.

Unexpectedly, the next moment Wu Tianzhen saw through Fatty's thoughts, hurriedly stopped him, and glared fiercely at him—at this moment, they absolutely could not let momentary impulsiveness cause everything to fall apart.

Zhang Lin had finally brought things to the current state; if because of Fatty's momentary impulsiveness their subsequent matters became increasingly difficult to handle, then Fatty would be no different from a sinner of Archaeological Team One.

Fortunately, the one stopping Fatty at this moment was Wu Tianzhen; relying on the tacit understanding the two had accumulated from university until now, even without verbal explanation, he understood what Wu Tianzhen wanted to express at this moment—that single glance had already conveyed everything.

Fatty snorted coldly and didn't continue to argue with Wang Cen; on the other hand, on Wang Cen's side, although most people had left, there were still two die-hard loyalists still following him.

This also moved Wang Cen deeply—at least there were still people willing to follow him, which proved he wasn't completely useless.

Just at this moment, someone from Archaeological Team One suddenly said: "Leader Wu, since Fatty's poison has been cured, should we leave here quickly now?"

Wu Tianzhen shook his head and shone his flashlight toward the murals in the distance.

Too much time had been wasted on irrelevant matters earlier; they had almost forgotten the key point—the most important reason for coming here first was to cure Fatty's poison.

But this was definitely not the only thing; Zhang Lin had previously mentioned at the New Moon Restaurant that there should be corresponding murals here recording the history of Eastern Xia.

And when you mentioned this matter seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, it also seemed to make it the focus that no one paid attention to, and from another angle, it was also evading Wang Canghai's field of vision.

The reason Zhang Lin did this was simple: Wang Canghai had built Tiangong, and he must have absolute confidence that his control over Tiangong was one hundred percent.

But after the incident of monsters killing people at the guesthouse, Wang Canghai should have immediately realized that the situation he could control wasn't that much anymore.

Under this premise, Wang Canghai should have assumed that all details revealed from the periphery of Tiangong required his special attention—this was also the reason Zhang Lin deliberately hid the murals.

The moment the flashlight shone on the murals, Wang Canghai, who was watching the livestream, was full of astonishment in his eyes, because he had never known that this place actually had murals recording the approximate process of his construction of Tiangong at that time and the history of Eastern Xia, which contained the location of the Three Sacred Mountains hidden within.

Others couldn't see it, but Zhang Lin and Wang Canghai could tell at first glance—this was clearly a map hiding the corresponding route.

At this moment Zhang Lin Has Already rested, and Wang Canghai finally understood what the purpose of Zhang Lin's arrangement was; immediately, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile!

He thought to himself that Zhang Lin was destined to return disappointed this time, because according to his guess, the reason Zhang Lin arranged things this way was to conceal it from him, preventing him from paying attention to the murals themselves.

But now he only needed one glance at the murals to understand all this logic—no matter who drew this mural, the map was right there.

And it recorded the changes to Tiangong a hundred years later; Wang Canghai had been researching matters of immortality all these years and wouldn't pay attention to the former tomb—even if the Wan Nu King was inside, behind the Qingtong Sect.

But Wang Canghai couldn't keep an eye on this side every moment.

And precisely because he hadn't paid attention afterward, this situation had arisen; but now Wang Canghai was certain that this mural was his guide, but he quickly shook his head—if it weren't for the fact that Archaeological Team Two had nothing going on right now, he definitely wouldn't be watching Archaeological Team One's livestream.

Now his goal was very clear: to head to Archaeological Team Two; even if he saw the situation of the Three Sacred Mountains, so what?

Notify Wang Cen? Now it seemed this kind of thinking was a joke.

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