Super Island Tycoon

Chapter 1334: Chapter 1333: Traces

On these walls hang wall paintings that resemble European medieval nobles. It looks even more mysterious. All the way, Jiang Cheng felt that this should be the most important place in the tomb chamber.

What kind of people are these? They all look so noble. Qi exclaimed while standing in front of a painting.

This should be a family.” Wang said while looking at the paintings on the walls.

Jiang Cheng noticed that these people seemed to belong to a family, all with the surname Blunt, with the earliest recorded ancestor named Jenny Blunt. She was a woman dressed elegantly.

This family sounds so familiar to me. Wang said.

Jiang Cheng had never heard of them, ”Blunt, is this family famous?” Jiang Cheng asked.

I’ve never heard of them. Qi said, puzzled.

”Of course you haven’t. This family was prominent a long time ago; they completely fell into decline decades ago. They are no longer heard of.” Wang recalled.

”Was this family involved in selling minerals? They look quite wealthy.” Jiang Cheng said, looking at the paintings on the walls.

Yes, about a hundred years ago was when their family was most prosperous. At that time, they discovered many rare minerals, and many people flocked to them. But later, it was said that they were hunted down. The entire family was massacred.” Wang said.

”The whole family was killed?!” Jiang Cheng was taken aback, feeling it was so cruel. The family seemed vast; how could this happen?

Yes, this family had hundreds of people, including the main patriarchs and their families, not to mention their servants, all gone. At that time, there were two speculations: one was that they were hunted down because people wanted the minerals; the other was that they amassed too much wealth, and to avoid others’ greed, they went into hiding.” Wang spoke.

But clearly, they didn’t just retreat; they are here now.

Jiang Cheng sighed, thinking that these were influential and talented people who died so inexplicably. It was truly lamentable.

”Indeed, it was precisely because they were too wealthy and powerful that they attracted covetous eyes.” Wang said.

Qi had remained silent; Jiang Cheng felt he had become very withdrawn since they entered. Now he was standing in front of a painting, staring at it intently.

Jiang Cheng walked over to Qi, ”Qi!” He sensed something off about Qi’s emotions, as if he was suppressing something. He seemed very repressed, even trembling slightly.

Jiang Cheng patted Qi’s shoulder, ”Qi! What’s wrong?”

Only then did Qi seem to snap out of it and looked at Jiang Cheng, ”What happened? Brother.”

If Jiang Cheng was not mistaken, there was a very sorrowful expression on Qi’s face earlier.

Are you okay? Qi, even if these things are sad, they belong to others. Wang also noticed something unusual about Qi’s expression.

”Yes, I know.” Qi smiled helplessly at Wang, ”Besides, it’s been many years.”

Indeed. You, child. I didn’t see that you were so sentimental.

Wang chuckled.

Let’s go, let’s move forward and take a look. Wang suggested.

Jiang Cheng felt sure there was some connection between this family and the White Flower Stone. Perhaps it was precisely because of the White Flower Stone they were persecuted.

The path ahead will surely be more perilous. But who built this tomb chamber? Since the entire Blunt family was persecuted, how did this tomb come to be? Jiang Cheng couldn’t grasp it. He felt that someone from the family had to be responsible.

The three of them walked a while when Jiang Cheng saw a large desk ahead, with many urns on it, no, more accurately, porcelain jars, which should contain ashes, Jiang Cheng thought.

”Is this... ashes?!” Wang approached the desk and said. ”I never thought I would see this illustrious family in my lifetime, but in such a way. It’s truly sad, Wang said with a sigh.”

Jiang Cheng discovered that the porcelain jars were arranged neatly here, inspiring an unbidden sense of reverence.

The three of them tacitly didn’t touch the jars, but Jiang Cheng felt certain that they had been opened before. There were traces on the table indicating the jars had been moved.

”Someone has tampered with this. It’s truly excessive.” Qi said angrily.

Yes, let the deceased rest in peace. Why do they persist even now? Wang said.

Jiang Cheng also noticed that the jars had clearly been shifted. After observing for a while, he suddenly realized a problem, ”Qi, Wang, did you notice how many people there were on the walls when you came in?”

”Nine.” Qi answered quickly, ”Is there a problem, brother?”

”How many jars are here?” Jiang Cheng queried.

Qi counted, ”One, two, three, eight! What’s going on?! There are only eight?” Qi exclaimed, shocked.

Jiang Cheng nodded, ”Yes, one is missing.”

Was it taken away? What would someone do with an urn? Wang looked at Jiang Cheng and asked.

Jiang Cheng felt as though he was getting closer to the truth and, consequently, closer to the White Flower Stone.

At that moment, the locator in Jiang Cheng’s hand suddenly lit up. Qiu Qingqing has come? Jiang Cheng had many questions about what she was doing here.

Are those footsteps? Can you hear them?” Wang said.

Jiang Cheng looked at the increasingly bright locator, deducing that it should be Qiu Qingqing. ”It’s okay, maybe just a friend of mine.” Just as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Qiu Qingqing was already in front of them.

She had changed her clothes, no longer wearing the previous white dress; a black bodysuit outlined her graceful figure, making her appear younger and more lively. However, her hair was tied up, and she wore a hat that had dirt on it, giving her a somewhat disheveled look. Yet her presence seemed to let a ray of light into the dim secret room. ”You came,” Jiang Cheng casually asked. I was thinking of coming to have a look then finding you. Jiang Cheng said.

Qiu Qingqing nodded, ”No problem. Just happened to catch up.”

Qi and Wang, watching the scene, were both taken aback, not knowing whether it was due to Qiu Qingqing’s appearance or the unmindful conversation between Jiang Cheng and Qiu Qingqing.

Brother, is she, your girlfriend? Qi asked slowly.

”No, we’re just friends.” Jiang Cheng replied. Qiu Qingqing, as usual, didn’t look this way again.

”Wow, fairy sister, I’m Qi. You can call me Qiqi. What’s your name?” Qi immediately surrounded Qiu Qingqing and said, looking captivated.

Just when Jiang Cheng thought that Qiu Qingqing would not respond, she spoke.

”Qingqing,” Qi said familiarly, still staring intently at Qiu Qingqing.

Wang and Jiang Cheng both laughed; he was still a child, really. Look at him; just moments ago, he was grieved and indignant, now he can’t move upon seeing a beauty.

Wang remarked to Jiang Cheng.

”Where are you planning to go now?” Qiu Qingqing asked. Let’s keep moving forward; there was a small problem earlier. Jiang Cheng said.