Zhan Moxiao shone his flashlight around, observing carefully, "The path others walk safely doesn't mean it's safe for us. Don't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients, these Emperor's Tombs are generally very bizarre."
After saying this, Zhan Moxiao holstered his gun at his waist, held the flashlight in his mouth, and took out an Eight Trigrams Instrument from his pocket.
Xie Shichen had absolute confidence in his ability, standing aside and waiting attentively.
Though Zhan Moxiao wasn't a grave robber, his knowledge of tomb raiding was no less than Lan Rui's.
He used the Eight Trigrams Instrument for a while, then thought for a moment, pointing to the path on the right, "We'll take that path."
Xie Shichen furrowed his brows in confusion, "But Hu Zefan and his team didn't take that path at all. Wouldn't we be going the opposite way?"
Zhan Moxiao shook his head, "No, they're heading in this direction. Have you noticed there's an animal sculpture at the entrance of every path?"
