Chapter 2850

Yang Lu finally moved a step faster, leaping straight into the air, then used the tip of the Vajra Umbrella to sever the tongue that was clinging to A Xiang, while simultaneously releasing the Hundred-Claw Hook.

After letting out a muffled grunt, the monster vanished on the spot—no one knew which cavern it had hidden itself in again—but Yang Lu remained utterly calm!

The Hundred-Claw Hook had already shot up and lodged into the statue above; once she climbed up, she found A Xiang a single point of leverage, and A Xiang's whole body was kept balanced in mid-air by the Hundred-Claw Hook.

Just as A Xiang was about to speak, Yang Lu suddenly raised her hand, because the spot where her body now rested was precisely the brow point above the Buddha's eyes.

Yang Lu happened to notice the mechanism's socket just then, and at that moment Yang Lu suddenly recalled the Muchen Zhu she carried on her person.

Because the traces in the socket's groove were simply too similar to the patterns on the Muchen Zhu, she signaled A Xiang not to speak—precisely because Yang Lu did not want the other to interrupt her thoughts.

Some things are just like this: once the situation is confirmed, Yang Lu would definitely make the attempt. Even though A Xiang was still here, she believed that the position A Xiang occupied would not be affected even if the mechanism were triggered. So Yang Lu made a clean decision and directly took out the Muchen Zhu and pressed it into the socket.

At this moment Yang Lu was also quite nervous, because she knew that any mechanism would absolutely fire straight at her face the very first instant.

And given where she was now positioned, dodging would likely be too late. But right now Yang Lu had to gamble on this one move—after all, the fate of the entire Second Archaeology Team might be resting on her alone.

What needed to be done now was to find a way out as quickly as possible, regardless of what exactly was hidden behind this mechanism, and whether it would be of any help to their subsequent matters.

And whether danger would occur once they went in—none of that was something Yang Lu needed to consider. Fundamentally speaking, Yang Lu had already resolved that she must break free from the help Zhang Lin gave and accomplish certain things on her own.

This was also the tacit understanding she had reached with Zhang Lin. On this premise, Yang Lu was certain that what she needed to do now was to venture boldly.

At the same time she was convinced that if some uncontrollable crisis truly arose later, Zhang Lin—given his feelings for her—would definitely give a warning in advance. And since Zhang Lin had not done so, it meant Yang Lu could now act freely.

After thinking this through, Yang Lu simply stopped agonizing over anything. She embedded the Muchen Zhu inside, then gently rotated it clockwise, and at the same time drew a deep breath.

Just then a gap opened at the brow point of the Buddha statue, and no accident occurred at all. Yang Lu breathed a sigh of relief along with it.

She then gave A Xiang a look. A Xiang directly reached her hand over. Yang Lu sent A Xiang in first—the small ledge currently supporting A Xiang's body was not very stable either, and if she were allowed to keep standing there, she might well fall down very soon.

The reason Yang Lu did this now was that she had looked ahead and seen that nothing dangerous would happen inside the passage, and that this passage only allowed one person through. Sure enough, after the two of them went in there was no incident whatsoever, and they slowly crawled forward.

But the moment Yang Lu's body had fully entered, the passage closed on its own. A Xiang heard the sound behind her. Although with her particular ability she had no bad premonition, the instinctive awareness innate to a person still left her somewhat uneasy.

She couldn't help blurting out, "Captain Yang, we won't be stuck in here with no way out, will we?"

Yang Lu gave a faint smile and reassured her, "Don't worry, it's fine."

The answer she gave was very simple, but whatever Yang Lu said naturally inspired confidence in people.

So A Xiang believed it without the slightest doubt. In fact, even stepping back ten thousand paces, apart from believing, there was nothing else A Xiang could do.

After crawling several dozen meters, the two of them saw a faint light ahead—it came from an ever-burning lamp made of millennium-old corpse oil. Such things were always found inside tombs.

And ahead there was also the gentle sound of flowing water. After A Xiang went down she was stunned. She had assumed this would be a burial chamber where a coffin could be seen, but it turned out to be a completely enclosed structure, with none of the scene she had imagined.

Ahead there were only two bronze-style dragon-head sculptures, water flowing gently from their mouths—they must have formed an internal circulation, connected to an underground tributary.

Otherwise, after such a long time, the limited water would have long since evaporated. Only with outside flowing water continuously connected could this place be maintained indefinitely.

Yang Lu's attention was drawn at once to the sculpture of the Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl.

The moment this phrase came to mind, she suddenly realized—if it was Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl, the dragons were there, but where was the pearl?

Yang Lu walked slowly closer, but A Xiang directly grabbed her arm and said, "Captain Yang, be careful!"

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