Chapter 324: Zhang Lin's Founding Ancestor Identity Exposed! I Have a Secret!

No wonder Fatty felt a chill through his bones—whatever was behind them looked downright creepy at a glance!

If Zhang Tianshi hadn't shown up in time, the two of them probably couldn't have solved it even if they carried the thing straight out on their backs.

Fatty kept shivering and said to Tianzhen, "Quick, take a look for Fat Master—my shoulder is killing me!"

Tianzhen pulled down the clothing on his shoulder, and what he saw was a large patch of blackened blisters!

No wonder it hurts—the thing looks violently toxic at a glance!

It's just unclear how this thing attached itself to Fatty.

The archaeology team below were all tying on ropes one after another and climbing up, seemingly none of them noticing that Fatty had just carried the wrong corpse.

Tianzhen said helplessly, "There's a black hand print on your shoulder, covered in blisters. If you're afraid of pain, just learn from Zhang Tianshi and take your shirt off."

Take his shirt off?

Fatty thought of Zhang Tianshi's physique and instantly felt ashamed of himself.

Standing next to the man with his own rolls of fat versus the other's lean muscle—wasn't that just asking to be humiliated?

Even now, Zhang Tianshi, carrying a corpse on his back, had already scrambled up to near the top in a few swift moves.

By now he was already helping the special-ops team members pull the others up!

This man's caliber is the kind that makes you want to die by comparison!

Fatty shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll just tough it out!"

"It's just a ring of blisters—once we're out, I'll prick them open with a needle and that'll do it."

Fatty glanced again at King Lu Shang on Tianzhen's back and said enviously, "Credit where it's due, when you're a feudal lord you do things with class—look at him, been ages and he still isn't fidgeting!"

Tianzhen got the fright of his life and immediately said, "You bastard, don't go stirring up the one pot that won't boil!"

Tianzhen was terrified of Fatty's jinx mouth.

Carrying King Lu Shang on his back was already creepy enough, and this guy had to go running his mouth!

Apart from his aching shoulder, Fatty was otherwise fine for the moment, so he had the leisure to start observing King Lu Shang.

And at one glance he spotted a loose thread on King Lu Shang's gold-thread jade burial suit.

Puzzled, Fatty reached out to tug at that loose thread.

"Hey, Tianzhen, you think they cut corners even three thousand years ago?"

"A feudal lord's gold-thread jade burial suit—and it actually has a loose thread?"

Hearing Fatty say this, Tianzhen instantly sensed something was off, but didn't think to stop Fatty's hand from pulling out the thread.

At this moment, Zhang Tianshi was also at the top of the tree hollow, and almost no one was paying attention to the two of them.

Just at this critical moment, a sharp rebuke came through both their earpieces.

"Don't move!"

Fatty's outstretched hand instantly went rigid.

He stared at Tianzhen in shock, and Tianzhen's eyes were also wide as saucers!

After a long moment, Fatty swallowed and said, "I didn't hear wrong, did I—that was Mr. Zhang's voice?"

Tianzhen nodded, then whispered, "It was him! But what he said clearly wasn't meant for the people inside the New Moon Inn."

"It was meant for the two of us—or more precisely, to bloody stop you!"

After they finished speaking, a layer of goosebumps instantly rose on their backs.

They had thought what they were doing was seamless.

They'd hacked into the official system and were using Bluetooth earpieces to eavesdrop in real time on Zhang Lin's storytelling and the auction's progress.

Apart from Zhang Tianshi, no one else should have known what the two of them were up to.

They never expected that, at the critical moment, Zhang Lin would speak up through the earpiece to stop them!

The two of them stopped what they were doing and listened carefully—no other sound came through the earpieces.

The people at the New Moon Inn must have heard Zhang Lin's words too.

Many of them were asking him what was wrong.

Zhang Lin just laughed it off and explained it was nothing—he'd just thought of something and blurted it out in his excitement.

So this was neither Zhang Lin communicating with the people at the New Moon Inn, nor him doing some solo science explainer.

This was a warning to him and Fatty!

Fatty shuddered and said to Tianzhen, "Holy—Mr. Zhang knew all along. Tell me, that Mo Jin Xiao Wei founding ancestor, isn't he…"

Tianzhen also found it unbelievable. Back then he'd felt that the Mo Jin founding ancestor manifesting through the earpiece was more bullshit than supernatural.

Looking at it now, it was almost certainly Zhang Lin, no doubt about it!

Fatty was so excited his whole body was trembling.

Before he'd only suspected; now it was confirmed—the one who'd passed on the Mo Jin inheritance to him was Zhang Lin. Fatty was so thrilled he felt like shouting a few times.

Tianzhen reminded him, "Looks like this gold-thread jade burial suit is critical—absolutely cannot be touched!"

"Otherwise, Mr. Zhang, who's been hiding for so long, finally couldn't help but speak up to warn us."

"Honestly, you really can't keep your paws to yourself—it's always you acting first."

Fatty's mind, however, was nowhere near the gold-thread jade burial suit.

All he could think about was the remaining Mo Jin inheritance!

"Tianzhen, Fat Master here really has ancestral graves smoking green smoke this time!"

"Before I was worried about going out there half-assed, but now I don't have to worry anymore."