Chapter 6: Blood Corpse Big Brother, Do I Look Tasty To You?
Zhang Qiling pointed to the back of the brick, which was a dark red wax wall. “Everything behind this is sulfuric acid used for refining pills. Once it’s broken, the strong acid will pour over us, and we won’t even have skin left.”
Lin Yan thought of the blood corpse inside the tomb, but he remembered that the blood corpse wasn’t formed this way, right? Or had he remembered wrong?
Zhang Qiling had Da Kui dig a shaft well underground, took out a needle and a long tube, carefully heated the needle and inserted it into the wall. The sulfuric acid in the wax wall immediately flowed into the shaft well through the tube. Once the wax wall turned white, they began moving the bricks until they cleared out a hole big enough for one person.
Lin Yan took advantage of Wu Sansheng not yet turning his attention back to him and followed Wu Xie inside. He could tell that when he had spoken earlier, Wu Sansheng had already become suspicious. If he didn’t leave now, he was afraid he wouldn’t even be able to enter the tomb.
Only after entering did he discover that this place was a world of its own. The ground was engraved with ancient script arranged in Bagua formation. Around them were eight extinguished ever-burning lamps, and in the center was a large cauldron. Right opposite the place they entered was a stone coffin, and behind the stone coffin was a passage, dark and unknown where it led, seemingly going downward.
After lighting the lamps, over there Wu Sansheng tried to ask Zhang Qiling if he could tell whose tomb this was inside, but got no result. Meanwhile, Panzi had already climbed onto the bronze cauldron. Wu Xie was still quietly getting goosebumps, and Lin Yan watched with a secret smack of his tongue—truly bold, had to admire it.
Suddenly Panzi shouted from above: “Third Master, there’s treasure!”
Everyone gathered around, but Lin Yan stayed on the periphery without approaching. He always felt something was off. There was still a blood corpse here. In the original story, what did they do to lure it out? He frowned, watching Panzi unceremoniously pull out a piece of jewelry from inside and put it on, while explaining: “These should be war captives. Heads sacrificed to heaven, torsos sacrificed to men—slaves wouldn’t wear jewelry.”
As he spoke, he actually jumped down inside. Zhang Qiling couldn’t stop him in time. He glanced at the coffin, with no reaction for the moment.
Lin Yan saw him jump down, and a flash of insight came to his mind. “Get out quickly! That cauldron is for sacrifice—you going in makes you the sacrifice! The one in the coffin is about to wake up!” As he spoke, he stepped forward a few steps to pull Panzi out from inside.
Wu Sansheng had just been about to call Panzi out when he heard these words, and his gaze flickered at once, quietly changing his subsequent plans in his mind.
He glanced at Zhang Qiling and saw his face pale, staring dead at the stone coffin, ignoring Panzi’s shouts about the treasure inside, and said in a serious tone: “Get out quickly! He’s right—something’s about to happen!”
Panzi was stunned. Seeing Wu Sansheng’s serious tone, he ignored the things below and reached for the edge to flip out.
Zhang Qiling stared dead at that coffin, making “giggles” from his throat. Nearby, Wu Xie turned back to look at him in some horror. Lin Yan could tell at a glance from his little expression what he was thinking: “Is the Mute Bottle actually an undercover zombie?”
After he spoke for a while, he fell silent. The tomb was completely quiet. Wu Sansheng and the others were fully on guard against that coffin. Lin Yan saw Wu Xie was almost shaking in fear, thought for a moment, leaned close and whispered: “He’s speaking corpse language, just now communicating with the one inside.”
Wu Xie trembled all over, nearly startled by his voice, swallowed the scream at his lips, leaned close and whispered: “Did Panzi disturb it?”
Lin Yan nodded.
At that moment, the coffin lid suddenly shook violently. A frog-like sound came from inside, eerie and frightening. Da Kui immediately plopped down on the ground. Wu Xie fared a bit better, his body softening as he steadied himself against Lin Yan. Lin Yan had been mentally prepared and stood steady, though he broke out in a cold sweat.
Hearing the sound, Zhang Qiling hesitated, then spoke two more sentences in corpse language. The one inside seemed a bit impatient, and the coffin lid shook even more violently. After listening, he looked at Lin Yan and Wu Xie with hesitant eyes, walked up to them and extended his hand.
“Give me your hands.”
Lin Yan immediately got goosebumps all over. So gay? What are you trying to do?
Zhang Qiling seemed to see what he was thinking and gave him a disdainful glance. His hand was still persistently extended: “You two, give me your hands. The one inside wants some of your blood.”
Wu Xie shuddered all over, his legs going soft: “H-how much?”
Zhang Qiling thought for a moment and replied: “Not to the point of excessive blood loss. You won’t die.”
Lin Yan was shocked: “Me too? I’m just an ordinary person.” As soon as he said it, he met suspicious looks from everyone present.
Ordinary person? An ordinary person whose blood is wanted? Though he didn’t know what was special about Wu Xie’s blood, Lin Yan’s blood was clearly just as special as Wu Xie’s.
Wu Sansheng shuddered, clearly thinking of something, and began eyeing Lin Yan with burning intensity. If his guess was right, then…
Zhang Qiling glanced at him, hesitated, but still explained: “Their blood is different, but both very special.”
Hearing this, Wu Sansheng just gave him a deep look, but the scheming in his eyes toward Lin Yan didn’t diminish at all. Seeing this, Zhang Qiling ignored him, brought Wu Xie and Lin Yan to beside the large cauldron, took a dagger from Panzi, and began cutting their arms.
Lin Yan watched Wu Xie grimace in pain from the cut, frowning as he thought, this wasn’t like the original story? How did he not remember this plot? He shouldn’t forget something like the protagonist cutting his veins to bleed, right?
