The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 286 - 284: The Bo People’s Strange Decline Cliff

Chapter 286: Chapter 284: The Bo People’s Strange Decline Cliff

They left the inn, rented a minivan, and drove towards their destination.

There were quite a few people, not enough room in the car, and Shangguan Jing was a rather stingy leader, so he had Qin Zhao sit on Chu Yan’s lap.

Chu Yan was wealthy.

He could have paid for another car himself.

But at that moment, he held the soft Qin Zhao in his arms and kept silent about his wealth.

After more than two hours of driving, they finally arrived at their destination.

The ethnic minority group living in this area was known as the Bo People. There was scant information about the Bo People in the outside world, and their most famous aspect was the suspended coffins.

It was said that after the Bo People died, their bodies were placed in coffins, which were then hung on the sides of cliff faces.

This was very different from burying in the ground, so when tourists photographed the suspended coffins, it aroused widespread curiosity from the outside world.

"Are those coffins on the mountain the legendary suspended coffins?"

The minivan drove along the mountain roads, and they saw the suspended coffins on the mountainside.

Climbing the cliffs was difficult enough, but several coffins were placed in the middle of the cliff face, making people wonder how the Bo People managed to hang them there.

Upon arriving at the residence of the Bo People, it was apparent that the place was somewhat underdeveloped, with most of the inhabitants subsisting on agriculture, rarely interacting with the outside world.

However, compared to the Gulan Clan Qin Zhao had encountered before, they were a bit more advanced.

The Bo People wore modern clothes, just in older styles, with the elders wrapping checked scarves around their heads.

After speaking with a young member of the Bo People, Shangguan Jing asked for help to find the Clan Leader.

The graveyard had been discovered by three geologists, who had sent Shangguan Jing a few photos and left them to find their way there.

However, upon arriving in Wannan, they could no longer reach the three men.

The photos they received included the suspended coffins, which led them directly to the Bo People’s territory.

"Hello, may I ask if these places in the photos are located here?"

Upon meeting the Clan Leader, Shangguan Jing took out the photos to inquire.

The elderly Clan Leader furrowed his brow and looked warily at Shangguan Jing, "You want to go there?"

Shangguan Jing noticed the Clan Leader’s expression did not bode well and said, "Yes, my friend came here on a trip and got lost. I’m here to find him."

He didn’t mention the grave.

Archaeologists would explore and protect exposed graves, but sometimes the local people felt a taboo about such things.

"This is Decline Cliff, you can’t go there."

"Why can’t we go?"

"The reason it’s called Decline Cliff is that, from ancient times to the present, no one has been able to leave there alive."

The Clan Leader’s complexion grew more solemn, still eyeing them with vigilance.

"If your friend accidentally went there, he’s surely dead; there’s no need for you to look. It’s better if you don’t go there either, lest you bring bad luck upon us!"

Qin Zhao noticed that the photo of Decline Cliff had many suspended coffins.

She couldn’t help but ask, "Since no one has ever come back alive from there, did all the people who hung the suspended coffins there die inside?"

"Knowing there’s a problem there, you still buried people there?"

A boy from the archaeological team muttered.

"These suspended coffins contain our Priests. They were buried there to suppress monsters. If outsiders intrude, it’s very likely they will release the monsters!

As for how we brought the Priests there, there’s no need to tell you!"

After saying this, the Clan Leader called over a few young people and chased them away.

It was clear he did not wish to delve further into the matter of Decline Cliff.

Shangguan Jing thought of the three missing geologists and felt a bad premonition creeping into his heart.

"Qin Zhao, those people who sent me the photos didn’t get into trouble, did they?"

"Do you have their birthdates and times? If you do, I can help them do a divination."

"I’ll ask their colleagues."

They returned to where they had parked, and Shangguan Jing sat in the car, reaching out to the geologists’ colleagues with a message. After asking for quite a while, he managed to get one person’s birthdate and time.

Ordinary people wouldn’t tell others their birthdate and time, perhaps not even knowing it themselves.

This particular geologist and his colleagues had previously had their fortunes told together, which was why he was able to inquire about it.

Upon receiving the birthdate and time, Qin Zhao did the divination for him, his expression growing increasingly grave.

"How did it go?"

"He’s already dead."

In a flash, everyone fell silent.

The three geologists were together, and if one of them had already died, the chances for the other two seemed grim.

"When we came here, we didn’t encounter any rescue personnel. This means they died without a chance to send out a distress signal to the outside world."

"Should we still go there? According to the Clan Leader of the Bo People, Decline Cliff seems to be quite sinister."

Shangguan Jing was silent for a long time, then spoke, "According to the photos they sent us, this tomb was uncovered due to a landslide. If we don’t go and take a look, the changing environment might destroy the burial site. What we can do is contact the local rescue organization and, once the rescue team arrives, head into the mountains with them."

Thinking of the Clan Leader’s words, Shangguan Jing still wanted to see if there were any monsters. Were the priests’ suspended coffins there to suppress monsters, and could the exposure of the tomb be related to such monsters? If there really were monsters, it would be their responsibility to help resolve the issue.

"Okay, then let’s stay here for a few days and wait for the rescue team to come."

The living conditions of the Bo People were relatively poor. In the village, families with concrete bungalows were considered to have better living conditions; most houses were made of blue stone slabs, and some were wooden houses.

The archaeological team found several Bo families with concrete houses willing to host them for the night. They were able to pay a certain amount of money, so the local people agreed.

Because there were few vacant rooms in their homes, the group had to split up and stay in different places.

Qin Zhao and Chu Yan stayed together.

The family they stayed with consisted only of an elderly mother and her young son, living in a concrete bungalow said to be built with the money her son had earned.

Being able to build such a concrete house was considered quite an achievement locally, and the neighbors all spoke of the old mother’s son as a very promising youth.

"He’s got the house all built, but Bai Qi is still unmarried."

"Many girls in the village want to marry him, but he’s not interested in any of them."

"Yeah, his mother wants to find him a good girl from outside."

As dinner time approached, many grandmothers and middle-aged women gathered by the roadside to chat.

It was rare for outsiders to come to the village, and as Qin Zhao and Chu Yan passed by, the women always stared at them.

"That girl from the outside is so pretty, just like a fairy. Bai Qi’s mother would surely like her."

"What’s the relationship between that man and her just now?"

"Maybe she has a man already."

"Oh my, Bai Qi is back. Look at him, his eyes are stuck on her."

On the other side of the road, a young man walked over. He had handsome features but slightly darker skin.

He was stunned to see a tall, stunningly beautiful woman standing at the doorstep of his house.

This gorgeous woman was of course Qin Zhao.

Chu Yan had just taken his things into the room, so he wasn’t outside at the moment.