Chapter 903 - 903 903 Ghost Fire (1)

903: Chapter 903: Ghost Fire (1) 903: Chapter 903: Ghost Fire (1) Gu Qingheng frowned, “Are you thinking about tomb raiding or something?

That’s a matter that damages one’s moral integrity.”

“Oh, if it really is an ancient tomb, we could just explore the dangers or whatever,” Yang Ruxin said with a sly smile, “As for whether we raid it or not, let’s just see how things go.

We didn’t come here on purpose, did we?

We just stumbled upon it.

Who knows, maybe we’re just fated to be connected with this ancient tomb.”

Gu Qingheng laughed, “Alright, as long as you’re happy.”

Yang Ruxin’s smile was so wide that her eyes almost disappeared.

Seeing the girl smiling so radiantly, Gu Qingheng felt his heart brimming with warmth, thinking that even if they really couldn’t find a way out and ended up buried here, he would still be content.

“Ancient tomb?” Lin Xiwang, not wanting to be left out, hurried over to join the conversation, “Does that mean there could be lots of treasure?”

“Not necessarily,” Yang Ruxin glanced back at him, “Ancient tombs vary a lot.

Some have wealth, others might not.

Besides, do you think the stuff in ancient tombs is easy to take?

Those tombs with treasures definitely have traps, and if we’re not careful, we could end up dead…”

Lin Xiwang nodded vigorously, “Sister Xin, you’re absolutely right.

I heard from my dad that many years ago, people from our village and a few others in the neighboring valleys teamed up to search for treasure.

But, it’s said that none of them returned.

After many days, only one person came back, but he had gone mad and died not long after…

My dad was going to join them, but at the time my mom was pregnant with me, so he didn’t go.

He says it’s thanks to me that he’s alive…”

“That’s why you need to live well,” Yang Ruxin nodded, “If you have a good life in the future, your parents will be happy too.”

“So, even if there really is an ancient tomb, we still don’t know if it’s a curse or a blessing,” Gu Qingheng glanced at Yang Ruxin.

Yang Ruxin hastily nodded.

The talk of adventure and tomb raiding was just idle chatter to her; what she really enjoyed was Gu Qingheng’s indulgence.

She was self-aware; she didn’t possess the abilities described in those famous tomb-raiding novels of her previous life, nor did she have the advanced equipment.

So, if they truly encountered an ancient tomb, it could be both good and bad fortune.

Her life had just started to get better, so peace was the priority.

They continued to walk, sometimes heading upwards, and sometimes downwards, but overall, they seemed to be ascending.

“Sister Xin, what’s that over there?” Lin Xiwang, who was walking behind, kept looking back.

Just as they had climbed up a slope, he had a higher vantage point, and upon looking back, he could see something they hadn’t been able to from below.

Where Lin Xiwang was pointing was right behind the spot where they had fallen.

Since there was a river in between, they naturally hadn’t gone in that direction.

Now, from a distance, the view was clear—there were specks of blue-green Light.

“That’s Ghost Fire,” Yang Ruxin frowned and then explained, “It’s actually phosphorus released by corpses.

Phosphorus can ignite on its own, and it’s known as Ghost Fire.

Phosphorus was discovered during the reign of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty by the German alchemist Brand.

The word ‘phosphorus’ in Greek means ‘Ghost Fire,’ so, what she said wasn’t really meant to scare anyone.”

Lin Xiwang shuddered and took a few steps closer to Yang Ruxin.

“Ghost Fire is just a substance igniting in the air on its own; there aren’t any actual ghosts,” Yang Ruxin glanced at Lin Xiwang, “You’re a grown man, what’s there to be afraid of?”