The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 901 - 901 900 Searching for the Source of the Curse

901: Chapter 900: Searching for the Source of the Curse 901: Chapter 900: Searching for the Source of the Curse “To the west of Lop Nur lies the ruins of the Ancient Kingdom of Loulan.

Could it be that the curse originated from the Loulan Ruins?” Li Shizhen, who had been quiet for a while, suddenly spoke up.

He had always enjoyed researching ancient artifacts in his spare time and noticed that these artifacts bore a strong resemblance to several items he had collected—allegedly unearthed from the Ancient Kingdom of Loulan.

The only difference was that his own collection lacked Medusa’s patterns.

The Ancient Kingdom of Loulan, located west of Lop Nur near the downstream of the Peacock River and adjacent to Dunhuang, was one of the thirty-six city-states in the Western Regions, and among the most mysterious ancient ruins.

Once a glorious civilization, it ultimately became buried under endless yellow sands.

Opinions differ on its destruction, and no conclusive answer has been given.

Due to being buried in the sands, Loulan’s environment was harsh, and its location seemed to shift with the movement of sand rivers, making it nearly impossible to find.

Even archaeologists only have a limited understanding of it.

However, travelers passing through the Loulan Ruins occasionally manage to pick up a few ancient artifacts from Loulan City.

The group was overwhelmed.

Tying in Western mythology was already headache-inducing enough, and now they were getting entangled with the Ancient Kingdom of Loulan, leaving them utterly clueless.

After all, these two concepts seemed entirely unrelated.

“Brother, I found different versions of the Medusa legend,” the Little Nurse, who was engrossed in her computer, suddenly spoke.

“The legend states that Medusa was a beautiful young woman with long, lush green hair and ocean-like gemstone blue eyes.

She was born in Greece and often sailed the seas with her lover.

She felt immensely happy.

But soon, misfortune came quickly.

A group of pirates boarded their ship, and in a bid for survival, her lover betrayed her to the pirates.

Pain, sorrow, anger, despair.

Amid the humiliation, she cursed herself, cursed her treacherous lover, cursed the pirates who insulted her, cursed the sea that brought her misfortune, and cursed the heartless gods who watched it all unfold.

Her hair began to grow, transformed into sharp-toothed snake heads.

Her eyes lost their pupils, and anyone who gazed into them turned to stone.

She condemned those vile men never to reincarnate.

Hatred consumed her entirely.

She forgot warmth, forgot that love still existed in the world.

She reveled in her vengeance, stopping at nothing to harm anyone who approached her.

She retaliated in the most venomous ways, and people began to fear her.

She became increasingly alienated from the world.”

“Could Medusa have crossed the seas and somehow ended up in Huaxia Country?”

“That’s not entirely impossible,” Wang Dadong muttered, stroking his chin.

“Alright, don’t dwell on it too much.

Since the curse seems to have come from the Ancient Kingdom of Loulan, let’s head directly to the Loulan Ruins to see if we can find any clues,” Chen Bowen suggested.

“Exactly.

The best way to break the curse is to locate its source and destroy it,” Wang Dadong eagerly agreed.

Without delay, the group departed, heading for the Ancient Kingdom of Loulan, three hundred kilometers from Donghao Town.

Meanwhile, an official notice was issued in Donghao Town, prohibiting the trade of any items brought out from the Loulan Ruins, especially those bearing patterns.

“Tell me, Old Chen, a patient falls ill and instead of treating them, we’re heading into the desert to search for some ancient ruins—what’s the point of that?” Wang Cong voiced his dissatisfaction with the group’s decision.

Being educated abroad, he preferred scientific explanations and showed little respect for supernatural beliefs.

“Can you cure this strange illness?” Wang Dadong asked.

“I can’t, but I can consult my mentor.

He’ll definitely have a solution.”

Wang Dadong sneered.

“I can confidently tell you that foreign methods won’t cure this illness.”

“My mentor is the world’s greatest medical expert—there’s no disease he can’t cure,” Wang Cong boasted, ignoring the four Ghost Doctors seated nearby.

To be fair, in terms of medical knowledge, the four Ghost Doctors were not inferior to any so-called foreign experts.

Fortunately, the Ghost Doctors were magnanimous and chose to ignore Wang Cong’s remarks.

“Then you might as well go back and ask your mentor if he can cure your curse,” Wang Dadong lazily retorted, reaching for an apple on the table, intending to peel and present it to the Little Nurse as a flattering gesture.

“I’m not sick; why would I need treatment?” Wang Cong quipped, snatching the apple before Wang Dadong could.

He picked up a sharp scalpel and began peeling the apple.

“Ouch!” After just two rounds of peeling, Wang Cong’s hand shook, and he accidentally nicked himself with the scalpel, cutting a small wound.

He sucked on his finger briefly before resuming peeling the apple.

Within ten seconds, he ended up cutting another small wound on his finger again.

“Stop peeling!

At this rate, you’ll end up cutting off your entire finger,” Wang Dadong said, unable to bear watching anymore.

The once-perfect apple had been mangled, leaving it bloodied and unappetizing.

“Damn it, this is so bizarre.

Why are my hands feeling so numb?” Wang Cong put down the apple to tend to his wounds.

Wang Dadong chuckled.

“That’s the curse kicking in.

Soon, your body will gradually stiffen until you turn into a giant stone.”

“Stop talking nonsense!

I refuse to believe it!” Wang Cong stubbornly replied.

Wang Dadong turned to Chen Bowen and the others, asking, “Chen Gong, how are you guys feeling?”

Everyone nodded, admitting their fingers felt slightly numb.

Seeing that the Ghost Doctors weren’t joking, Wang Cong’s expression shifted uneasily.

“You guys aren’t serious about this Medusa curse actually being real, are you?”

“No, we’re just kidding.”

The group chose not to engage with Wang Cong any further.

The Ancient Kingdom of Loulan remained buried under the sands.

When they drove to Ruoqiang County, their car could no longer proceed.

To reach the Loulan Ruins, they would have to walk.

Luckily, Ruoqiang County was on the edge of the desert, and many residents raised camels.

After paying a fee, the group acquired seven camels.

With twelve people in total, there weren’t enough camels for everyone to ride individually, and some would have to ride two to a camel.

“Yiyang, the two of us aren’t heavy—we can share one camel, right?” Wang Cong shamelessly approached.

“No, I want to ride with my brother,” the Little Nurse promptly refused.

“Get lost!

Back when you were skydiving, why didn’t you say you weren’t heavy?” Wang Dadong stood in front of the Little Nurse, blocking Wang Cong from getting closer.

Wang Cong gritted his teeth in anger but didn’t dare provoke Wang Dadong.

“Don’t act so smug, bumpkin.

Nobody here might deal with you, but back home, there are plenty of people who can.” Wang Cong glared.

“But by the time you get back, you’ll probably already have turned to stone and need someone to carry you,” Wang Dadong countered harshly.

In the end, Wang Cong rode a camel alone because no one wanted to share a ride with him.

Wang Dadong, on the other hand, rode with the Little Nurse, holding the soft, delicate young woman in his arms.

Her fragrant scent was utterly intoxicating, and he was thoroughly pleased.