She was originally a very smart woman, and after a brief moment of calm, she quickly recognized the word Chen Yan had written in her palm:
Chu Keqing understood that Sun referred to Sun Zhihui.
However, the characters for Zhihui were too complex, so Chen Yan didn’t write the full name.
Chu Keqing’s heart stirred, and she drew a "?" in Chen Yan’s palm in return.
The question mark meant: How do you know?
Chen Yan didn’t speak, but patted Chu Keqing’s hand, signaling her to keep watching.
The figure stumbled into the mountain valley, passing by the place where Chen Yan and Chu Keqing were hiding, at one point being as close as about seven or eight meters away.
Chu Keqing instinctively held her breath, but she could still clearly see the person’s appearance.
They were wearing an ordinary cotton jacket, casual pants, and sneakers. Their hair was messy, and they looked generally dirty.
This person walked to the area of the Sun Family Ancient Tomb in the valley and then stopped.
He looked up, as if identifying his location, then quickly found a flat piece of ground and took off what he had been carrying on his back.
Only then could it be clearly seen that it was actually a shovel.
Then, standing in place, holding the shovel with both hands, he began to dig!
Another shovel of soil!
He seemed to be digging for something, but from a distance, Chu Keqing couldn’t see what exactly he was digging for.
He dug continuously for more than an hour...
Chu Keqing, crouching behind the bushes, was so cold that her body was almost stiff.
She saw that he had already dug a large pit, with the soil piled up beside it.
Finally, he jumped into the pit, lay down slowly, and then swung the shovel to collapse the edge of the pit, causing the soil pile outside to slide down and cover him...
Chu Keqing watched in stunned silence, unable to breathe loudly, eyes wide with shock at this eerie scene.
Even though she had traveled the world and was versed in mystical techniques, this bizarre situation was something she had never seen before.
In the middle of the night, deep in the mountains, among ancient tombs!
A person dug a pit and buried themselves!
At this moment, Chu Keqing once again felt Chen Yan writing in her palm:
Chu Keqing no longer questioned how Chen Yan knew this person was Sun Zhihui.
She immediately wrote back: "He buried himself?"
Chen Yan lightly patted her, then wrote another sentence in Chu Keqing’s palm.
This sentence made Chu Keqing’s body tremble involuntarily.
"He was already dead before he entered the mountains."
At this moment, Chu Keqing had countless questions she wanted to ask Chen Yan.
As she pondered how to phrase them concisely...
Chen Yan quickly wrote in her palm:
"Remember to record the video!!"
The word "video," Chen Yan wrote twice before Chu Keqing could recognize it.
She nodded slightly and was about to take out her phone...
Suddenly, Chu Keqing’s body trembled!
Because Chen Yan suddenly stood up from behind the bushes and walked towards the spot where Sun Zhihui had buried himself!!
Chu Keqing instinctively reached out but couldn’t stop him. She quickly covered her mouth and crouched back down.
Chen Yan walked into the valley—he seemed to move calmly, but his heart felt tense.
He walked to the edge of the pit and looked down.
Hmm, it was well covered with soil; the body was no longer visible.
Since he had come out, he no longer hid himself but activated his Primordial Qi, performing the Qi Observation Skill to scan the surroundings of the valley.
Finally, his eyes fixed on the western position, and he slowly walked over.
One hand in his pocket, fingers holding a piece of talisman paper Gu Qingyi gave him before leaving, the [Formless Tribulation-breaking Slash].
He thought he probably wouldn’t need it... Chen Yan mused.
He walked to the west side of the valley, about ten meters from the pit, and stood under a large tree.
He thought for a moment, then seriously, solemnly bowed to the tree trunk.
Suddenly, a spark flickered at the base of the tree.
In the light of the tiny spark, a figure gradually appeared at the base of the once-empty tree trunk.
A small, frail figure, crouching on the ground, leaning against the tree trunk.
Wearing colorful shroud clothes, with grayish hair, it was an old lady.
Her head was lowered, holding a cigarette butt, with the only light being the flickering ember.
Chen Yan thought for a moment and then smiled, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with both hands and presenting it.
"I have good cigarettes, Huazi—smoking this won’t make you cough." Chen Yan smiled and said, "Would you like one, Mrs. He?"
When he called her "Mrs. He," the old lady crouching under the tree let out a creepy "hehehe" laugh, head still lowered.
"You’re quite sharp, kid. I saw you using Qi Observation Skill to look around since the first day you came here—were you looking for me? How did you know I wasn’t dead?"
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