"Be careful, there are hands underwater that will grab your legs."
Old Tang spat out a mouthful of water.
Professor Lin and the metaphysics professor were on the ground, wet and tasting blood, their stomachs churning.
Several mercenaries and archaeological team members also lay on the ground, panting weakly, but their eyes were full of worry as they watched Zhou Lin.
The remaining mercenaries behind them carried these people further back, away from the pond.
In the livestream.
"Holy crap, the big shot just went down like that. Is it going to be dangerous?"
"It shouldn't be. The big shot always sticks to the principle of 'don't be a coward, just do it.' He's trying to live up to that principle now, even if the process is a bit dangerous."
"Damn, those mercenaries all sank. Are they going to be okay?"
"Old Tang just said there were hands below. What the hell is going on? How can there be hands?"
"I don't know. Let's wait and see what happens."
...
In the dean's conference room.
"Oh dear, why did Captain Lin and the others go into the water? What's going on?"
"And Zhou Lin hasn't come up since he went down either."
"They should be fine, right?"
Seeing this, the professors and experts in the conference room began to discuss.
Professor Wen, Professor Hu, and the dean watched the big screen nervously.
They had initially thought Zhou Lin would resolve it quickly, but now that Zhou Lin had gone into the water and hadn't resurfaced...
Could he have met with misfortune too?
The more they thought about it, the more uneasy they became.
Inside the tomb.
As Zhou Lin fell into the water, the entire underwater space began to flow smoothly.
Captain Lin and the other mercenaries and archaeological team members, who had been struggling to breathe, had their faces flushed red. Now, they suddenly felt the presence of air.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
"Oh my god, I thought I was going to die. Cough..."
"That's strange, what's happening? Why is there air?"
The mercenaries and archaeological team members looked at each other in confusion.
"Professor Zhou? Why did you come down too?"
Captain Lin coughed up some water and looked at Zhou Lin with suspicion.
"If I didn't come down, how would you be able to breathe?"
Zhou Lin walked calmly to Captain Lin's side. Even though hands were still grabbing their legs, they had nothing to fear now.
"You... is this because of you?"
Captain Lin looked at Zhou Lin in horror, unable to comprehend the situation.
"That's right."
Zhou Lin nodded, then took out a bow and arrow from his person.
His aura surged into the bow, and he shot it towards the bottom of the pond.
Boom...
A violent sound surged from beneath the water's surface, and ripples began to appear on the water.
The man and woman suspended in mid-air, who had been smug moments before, suddenly changed their expressions as they saw the water.
They jumped back into the water and saw that the corpses hidden beneath the water had been shot out by Zhou Lin's arrows.
These were mere remains, with half of their rotting flesh still clinging to their bodies.
Half a ghastly face, half a skull – anyone who saw them would be horrified.
"You're willing to come in. I thought you'd stay up there."
Zhou Lin spoke, drawing his bowstring taut. This time, however, his aura had reached its peak, an invisible pressure closing in on his opponents.
The man and woman, standing back-to-back, felt the danger, their faces sinking, a hint of fear in their hearts.
But they remained rooted to the spot.
Zhou Lin released his finger, and the arrow glowed with a golden light, shooting towards his opponents.
The newly emerged skeletons vanished in an instant.
The two ghosts' eyes filled with icy fury.
"You dare to destroy my hard work. I'll take your life."
The man's eyes were filled with rage as he saw his "little darlings" in the water destroyed.
These were people he had painstakingly tamed, and now he dared...
The female ghost muttered something, and many skeletons emerged from the water.
But this time, these skeletons had hair.
Their eyes glowed red, and they stared at the mercenaries and Zhou Lin and the others.
"Take out your daggers."
Captain Lin looked at the situation, his eyes full of vigilance. They were underwater, and even with breathable air, bullets might not be effective.
Daggers were still the most reliable weapon.
"Kill them for me."
The female ghost gave the order. Although she didn't understand how Zhou Lin could breathe underwater, now that he was in the water, there was no need to be polite.
As the female corpse gave the order, the hair on the skeletons grew rapidly, like black ink, filling the entire pond.
Captain Lin, the other mercenaries, and the archaeological team members felt a knot of tension as they saw themselves surrounded by black hair.
The archaeological team members, in particular, quickly stood behind the mercenaries, clutching their clothes for a sense of security.
"Professor Zhou..."
Captain Lin was losing his nerve. Since arriving here, the people and creatures had been impervious to weapons. He didn't know if this hair could be cut.
Outside, the onlookers watched the pond with increasingly grim expressions.
Old Tang and Professor Lin felt their stomachs churn as they saw the pond turn black.
"Old Tang, are they in danger? And is that... hair?"
Professor Lin held up his flashlight, looking at the black mass on the side. It looked very much like the hair of a Jin Po.
"It's hair, but I believe Zhou Lin will be fine."
Old Tang said this, but his hands, hanging by his sides, were clenched into fists, a way to conceal his nervousness.
The mercenaries and a few archaeological team members had recovered and were watching the pond with concern.
The pond was now completely filled with hair, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.
In the livestream.
"Holy crap, what's going on now? Why is there all this hair? Where did it come from?"
"Oh my god, I can't see the big shot, and I'm so worried. Isn't this the hair of a Jin Po?"
"What are you talking about? This place is miles away from Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum. How could there be a Jin Po? Are you still half asleep, or have you gone mad?"