Zhang Chen heard this and turned Fox Fairy Nannan into a rune and put it away. This Fox Spirit really doesn’t know how to speak!
As the illusion technique disappeared, the two officers beside him turned their heads at this time, and a pair of eyes looked at Zhang Chen: "Brother, the place of service has arrived, we brothers still have to do business publicly, please forgive us."
While saying this, the officer took out a chain and locked Zhang Chen.
In the camp
A soldier reported: "General, the person you specified to wait for has arrived."
The general waved his hand to indicate he knew, while his fingers tapped on the table: "The Prince’s Mansion document was delivered half a day ago, according to the document, keep him alive for two months first, so as not to arouse suspicion that the Crown Prince is behind the scenes. Well, let him live for two months for the time being, and then find an opportunity to kill him."
"As for now, just treat him normally to avoid future exposure of my ’special care’ ruining the Prince and the Crown Prince’s reputation." The general slowly closed the document:
"Since the Crown Prince entrusted me with this matter, I must handle it beautifully without implicating the Prince’s Mansion."
But Zhang Chen found everything went smoothly since he arrived at the camp, where he was directly arranged placement, given tools, and sent to excavate soil from the Yellow River bed.
Zhang Chen now had no choice but to bow his head, holding a shovel and a basket, as he walked toward the Yellow River bed.
The Yellow River’s sand, combined with drought, had turned into yellow sand, making digging not easy.
Especially now the sun was hanging high in the sky, shining dazzlingly, making people dizzy.
But for Zhang Chen, it was not unbearable.
It was only after one shovel dig that Zhang Chen was stunned: "How strange!"
Why do you say that?
Because although the Yellow River bed was dry, having turned into yellow sand, the riverbed was actually very moist, as if digging further down would bring out water.
Zhang Chen pondered slightly, quickly understanding its reasoning: "That’s right, the Dragon Transformation Land is here, with the world’s water vapor gathering toward this place. Although much of the water was absorbed by the Flood Dragon, there is constantly water vapor gathering, and how vast is the world, how abundant is the water vapor?"
Three more shovels down, Zhang Chen indeed saw muddy water.
"This doesn’t make sense!" Zhang Chen suddenly thought of a flaw: even if the court couldn’t see the True Dragon Fate, there must be a lot of water gathering here. The court should have discovered where the Flood Dragon lay dormant and killed it, right?
Zhang Chen couldn’t figure it out, so he directly called the Fox Spirit out, asking the doubt in his heart, but he didn’t mention he could see the True Dragon Fate, instead he changed the question:
"Why did I directly dig to the water under the Yellow River bed after just two shovels? Could it be that the Dragon Transformation Land is here, so all the world’s water flows gather here?"
Unexpectedly, upon hearing Zhang Chen’s words, the Fox Spirit laughed so hard, shaking back and forth with laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Chen looked at Fox Fairy Nannan, a bit unnerved by her laughter.
"Firstly, even if the court wants to kill the True Dragon, they will wait until the Flood Dragon has completely transformed, to harvest its blood and Dragon Essence, which can prolong life. Secondly, the reason you dug water from beneath the Yellow River is because it is one of the world’s water veins, with the Flood Dragon drawing water, so the world’s water enters the Yellow River before being absorbed by the True Dragon."
"I mean, you can dig water from anywhere in the Yellow River with two shovels because the world’s water veins enter the Yellow River first, before being drawn by the Flood Dragon." The Fox Spirit explained with a smirk, seemingly mocking Zhang Chen’s ignorance.
Zhang Chen was not annoyed, but raised his head to look at the imaginary image of the towering True Dragon reaching the sky, then at the Fox Spirit laughing so hard, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit restless.
"Stop it! Stop it! I’ve never heard of someone using their own skill on themselves! This is absolutely not allowed!" Zhang Chen kept reminding himself internally.
While Zhang Chen’s mind was wandering, suddenly there was a clamor in the distance: "Put your backs into it! Everyone put your backs into it!"
Zhang Chen turned his head and saw a group of people gathered together in the distance, seemingly discussing something.
"We dug it out! We dug it out!"
At this moment, a group of people exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang Chen was curious, could they have dug something out from under the Yellow River bed?
So Zhang Chen squeezed into the crowd, enduring the stench of sweat emanating from everyone around, and as he looked at each dirt-covered face, he felt a sense of slight sympathy, as labor on the Yellow River was no easy task, every day required excavating enough soil to earn the right to eat, otherwise one would go hungry.
Zhang Chen squeezed forward, and what came into view was a two-meter-high stone stele. At a glance, Zhang Chen recognized that it seemed to be a tombstone.
Was a tombstone dug from the Yellow River?
It wasn’t unusual to dig anything out of the Yellow River, even if gold and treasures were unearthed, it would be normal.
Because when the Yellow River floods, it destroys countless ancient tombs, and countless large ships are sunk into it, making the Yellow River a treasure trove.
Despite this, the group showed no interest in the stone stele, dragging it aside to continue excavating nearby, hoping to uncover something interesting.
Zhang Chen glanced at the tombstone, originally indifferent, but then noticed something unusual. The Light of the True God in his body responded, and his Dharma Eye automatically opened, revealing a faint Gold Light flickering like a candle flame in the wind around the tombstone.
"Dragon Qi! There is Dragon Qi contaminated on this tombstone!"
"This tombstone is peculiar." Zhang Chen stopped his steps, scrutinizing the stone stele with his eyes, noticing that it was ancient, and the characters on it were not the Human Race script he had seen before, but a very strange symbol.
The front of the stone stele was covered in tadpole symbols, while the back was engraved with the Nine Sons of the Dragon.
The most crucial point was that although the tombstone was newly dug from the earth, there was no sand sticking to it.
"Huh!"
At this moment, the Fox Spirit came over, a trace of suspicion in her voice: "This is actually the text of my Demon Race?"
"Demon Race’s text?" Zhang Chen gazed at the tadpole-like symbols, a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "I wonder what’s recorded above."
"You forget, I just don’t recognize the human race’s script nor the ancient texts, but I do know the demon script." The Fox Spirit stated.
"Oh? You know the Demon Race’s script? Quickly read the writing for me." Zhang Chen said.
"The Great Victory in the 18th year of the Kai Ping era, Prince Pingbian Zhang Chun’s burial tomb."
After the Fox Spirit finished reading, she stood in front of the stele as if she encountered something puzzling, staring blankly at it.
"What are you thinking? Keep reading?" Zhang Chen observed the remaining Dragon Qi on the stele, feeling anxious as a bold idea arose in his mind: ’Could it be the ancestral tomb of Zhang Xiaohua is buried here, trying for a Dragon Transformation?’
After all, such coincidences don’t happen!
Tomb, Dragon Qi, and Fate converging in one place, if it were merely a coincidence, Zhang Chen wouldn’t dare believe it.
"It mentions the story of the first Prince Pingbian."
"This stone stele records the merits of Prince Pingbian! It’s just some flattery, nothing much to say!" The Fox Spirit furrowed their brows tightly.
"But there are two points of doubt, for each generation of Prince Pingbian has their own royal tomb, wasn’t the first Prince Pingbian already buried in the mausoleum? Why is his tombstone here? It’s impossible for someone to idly transport Prince Pingbian’s tombstone and throw it here, or for someone to fake a tombstone and throw it into the Yellow River." Fox Fairy Nannan said.
"Could the Yellow River’s flooding have washed away the ancestral land of Prince Pingbian?" Zhang Chen asked.
"Impossible! Prince Pingbian’s large tomb is built in a mountain, it cannot be washed away by water, let alone by the Yellow River." Fox Fairy Nannan said decisively.
"Then the only explanation is that Prince Pingbian’s large tomb was buried here." Zhang Chen said.
Upon hearing this, Fox Fairy Nannan looked at Zhang Chen as if he were a fool: "The first Prince Pingbian wouldn’t be foolish enough to bury his large tomb under the Yellow River. Does he want to take a bath day and night after death? The foremost requirement for all tombs is dry soil, so that the tomb doesn’t become humid, soaking the body!"
ps: Thinking it over, there are too many flaws in the layout of the Prince’s Mansion, no way to scrutinize it carefully, let’s dig Zhang Xiaohua’s ancestral grave! emmm, ask for a wave of subscriptions and monthly tickets brothers.