Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

The people outside the coffin included tomb raiders, mountain movers and mountain unloaders.

Carrying the inheritance of three schools.

Even Yang Fang, who had the least experience, had been in the underworld for six or seven years. He had opened countless coffins and robbed countless tombs. There were at least dozens of zombies suppressed by the Beating Whip alone.

and so.

The gaze from deep within the crack flashed by.

But it was still captured by several people in an instant.

"Zongzi?"

Yang Fang raised the corner of his mouth, but his tone revealed a hint of unknown expectation.

We saw many ancient corpses along the way.

But it's either a mummy or bones.

Except for this season, the Black Desert is in extremely high temperature and drought most of the year, so even if it is close to dragon veins such as Kunlun and Tianshan, the possibility of rigor mortis is very small.

So, suddenly I saw a zongzi.

For him, it was definitely a pleasant surprise.

"Be careful."

Seeing him like this, Partridge Whistle couldn't help but frown slightly.

He always behaves calmly and steadily.

The same is true for the old foreigners we brought with us.

Even though the youngest flower spirit sometimes has the mind of a girl, she never dares to be careless in the fight under the tomb.

After giving a reminder, he looked at his junior fellow apprentice.

"Here, help me."

"Open the coffin first and see what happens."

The old foreigner naturally would not refuse. He immediately put away the umbrella and hung the lantern on the stone beam beside him.

"I am coming too."

"I've been waiting for the coffin to be opened. I want to see if this woman is a human or a ghost, or a monster that really crawled out of the ground."

Yang Fang rubbed his hands, eager to try.

As for Kunlun, although he said nothing from beginning to end, his eyes had already fallen on the iron chains wrapped around the coffin, wondering how to open it?

For the actions of several people.

Chen Yulou did not stop him, but looked intently at the chains with the help of the sky lantern above his head and the firelight around him.

There are seven in total.

It is as thick as a human arm.

Lock the huge coffin horizontally.

This scene was so familiar that it reminded him of the underground palace of King Xian at Zhalong Mountain that day.

There are three strange coffins symbolizing the bones of the three prisons of King Xian, and the most amazing one among them is a huge bronze coffin.

The body is locked with iron chains and a bronze mirror is hung on the head.

"The coffin!"

But it is not surprising that it appeared in King Xian’s tomb. After all, the Three Hells’ Shadow Bones are for those who were extremely vicious and evil in their lifetime, and those who were full of resentment and evil spirits.

And the Queen of Jingjue...

Suppressed thirty-six nations.

It can communicate with the snake god above and create imaginary space with a wave of its hand.

The daughter of the high and mighty snake god could not be considered to have died an unexpected death, because the mountains were her mausoleum, the big tombs and big trees were there, and the killing of captives and living sacrifices and the burial with her in the golden mountain were in keeping with her status and position.

The coffin was locked with seven iron chains.

It's too weird.

Thinking of this, Chen Yulou walked to the outside of the coffin, grabbed one of the chains, and flicked it lightly with his finger.

Smoke and dust suddenly rose from the chain.

Even after thousands of years, in such a damp and dark environment, the iron chain does not show much signs of rust or decay.

It is locked tightly with an iron buckle as big as a baby's palm.

At this moment he was shot.

A clear clanging sound echoed back and forth.

Thick dust fell, and soon, Taoist talisman-like text symbols appeared in sight.

There were clearly countless words carved on the inside of the iron buckle and copper ring.

It is slightly different from the surrounding ghost cave texts.

It seemed closer to the Kharosthi script on the ancient map they had obtained before.

"This is……"

Look at the ancient text on the copper button and the ghost cave scriptures around it.

A bold possibility suddenly occurred to Chen Yulou's mind.

The Han emperors yearned for immortality, so from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were alchemists from the Six Kingdoms running rampant. Until the Song and Ming Dynasties, everyone, from the emperor to the common people, dreamed of becoming a Taoist immortal and living forever.

And the rumors say.

Seven days after a person dies, the soul returns to the world of the living.

Therefore, in order to achieve resurrection from the dead within this period of time, the ancients tried every possible means.

Now looking at these many secret characters and ancient symbols.

It seems more like it is designed to resurrect the dead rather than suppress them.

"Slow down, push the coffin in."

Just as he hesitated, the sound of the partridge whistle came again.

Because of the chains, the coffin could not be opened horizontally and could only be opened like a ship coffin, pushed from the front.

"it is good."

Several people nodded.

No one said much, but just suppressed their inner anxiety and anticipation, silently counted one, two, three, and then exerted force at the same time.

The entire coffin is made from a piece of incredibly large sacred tree. There are almost no signs of human intervention, and it has largely retained its original appearance.

Even the bark is almost preserved.

If it weren't for that crack, it would be almost impossible to find the seam between the coffin lid and the coffin body.

In the firelight, the coffin shone brightly with golden light.

It is worthy of being the sacred tree that Emperor Qin Shi Huang had been searching for.

Even though thousands of years have passed and dead bodies have been buried there, the fragrance of the wood is still surprisingly strong.

click-

As several people exerted force.

The coffin lid slid quickly into the depths of the cave.

When a dark and deep hole appeared at the head of the coffin, the group stopped and retreated at the same time in tacit understanding.

To prevent the corpse gas accumulated in the coffin from rushing out.

If it is inhaled into the body, it will be very troublesome.

but……

To the surprise of several people.

There wasn't much fishy or pungent smell in the coffin.

It seemed as if there was no body in the coffin.

But how is this possible? They all saw that eerie and terrifying look before.

Seeing that there was no movement in the coffin, Partridge Whistle tightened the black scarf on his face, opened his umbrella, and quickly approached the head of the coffin.

Taking advantage of the firelight all around, he quickly glanced inside the coffin.

Just this one look.

The expression on his face froze for a moment, and a rare look of disbelief appeared in his deep eyes.

"Senior brother?"

Noticing his abnormality, the old foreigner was worried that something might happen and couldn't help but shout out in a low voice.

Before, it was on the cliff above my head.

It was clear that the corpse flower was cut off, but it suddenly caught fire again. The senior brother seemed to be possessed by a demon and actually tried to go forward to put out the fire.

That scene made him think of himself.

Came down with Yang Fang earlier.

He seemed to have encountered an evil spirit. According to Yang Fang, his eyes were red and he looked like he was about to kill someone.

But unfortunately...

Afterwards he recalled it carefully.

The old foreigner had no memory of his own changes.

It was as if an invisible hand peeled away that fragment of memory in my mind.

This place is too weird and we can't afford to be careless.

He was also worried that what was affecting their minds was not only the corpse flower, but also the coffin. If his brother went forward rashly, he would fall into a trap.

"nothing……"

Fortunately.

He finished speaking.

Partridge Whistle seemed to have just woken up from a dream. His eyes regained their former clarity, but he could not conceal the shock and amazement between his brows.

"Yang Kuishou, what exactly is it?"

Yang Fang was a man of outspoken words, and he couldn't hide anything at all. Seeing his expression changing continuously, as if he had seen a ghost, how could she suppress her curiosity?

He actually has more to say.

Could it be that the murals we saw along the way were all true?

The person lying in the coffin of the sacred tree is not a human, but a monster.

But in front of Chen Yulou, he only dared to complain a few words in his heart and did not dare to actually ask it out loud.

He said this together.

Kunlun and the old foreigner nearby also looked over.

Obviously, he was also curious about what was in the coffin.

"Living corpse..."

Partridge Whistle sighed secretly.

But then, he frowned again, seeming unsure.

"Or the living dead."

"what?"

After knowing each other for so long, this was the first time Yang Fang heard such a confusing answer from him.

You know, although there is only one letter difference between zombie and living dead, the meanings they express are very different.

A zombie is a dead body that looks alive.

The living dead refer to living people who are like dead people.

If it was the former, they could still accept it. After all, after so many years in the tomb-robbing world, everyone had seen a few zombies.

Especially in the places with dragon veins and Feng Shui treasure caves.

With the nourishment of dragon energy and the vitality of earth energy, the corpse remains intact after death and looks just like it did when alive.

But if it's the latter.

That's too scary.

From what era did the Queen of Jingjue live?

It is not difficult to infer from the murals along the way that the Kingdom of Jingjue probably existed during the Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties, at least a thousand years ago.

Even the legendary Peng Zu lived no more than 800 years.

A woman who has lived for thousands of years.

If it’s not a demon, then what is it?

"No... let me take a look."

Yang Fang wanted to ask something else, but he swallowed the words back when they reached his lips.

There are so many of them here, and there are several practitioners who have just entered the country.

So what if it’s a demon?

What's more, the magical whip taught to him by his master is used to beat evil spirits, demons and monsters.

He strode around the coffin and approached the head of the coffin. He was tall and strong, and even though the huge coffin was placed across the stone beam, it was still more than one person tall.

But as soon as he leaned forward, his sight fell on the depths of the coffin.

I saw a woman wearing jade clothes and with long hair like a waterfall lying flat in the coffin.

Her face was covered with a black mask, so her features could not be seen clearly, but judging from her face shape, figure and slightly exposed goose neck, she was undoubtedly a beautiful woman.

It seems that she is worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in the Western Regions.

But Yang Fang didn't dare to have any idea at all.

An ancient man who had clearly been dead for thousands of years, but his body not only showed no signs of decay, he couldn't even detect a trace of death.

Something is obviously wrong.

"Is this the Queen of Jingjue?"

As he was looking around secretly, he suddenly heard a low voice behind his ear. Yang Fang turned around suddenly and found that Kunlun and the old foreigner had also surrounded him.

He was staring at the female corpse in the coffin, his face full of amazement.

No wonder even with Partridge Whistle's ability, it was difficult to tell for a moment whether there was a living person or a dead body in the coffin?

"The sacred tree of Kunlun does not decay even after being buried. It turns out to be true."

Before coming here, when Chen Yulou heard Una mention the story of the sacred tree, he had talked about this legend.

It was not until this moment that they finally saw it for real.

"I heard that people do not decay after death, and the golden jade burial garment can transcend reincarnation and bring the dead back to life..."

Yang Fang suddenly remembered a rumor his master had told him many years ago.

Looking at the Coffin Queen at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"Shopkeeper Chen, this woman can't be?"

He only said half of his words, but everyone present could hear his subtext.

"Spilled water is hard to bear, let alone a dead body."

Different from their doubts.

From beginning to end, Chen Yulou had a calm expression.

Hearing Yang Fang's words at this moment, he sneered.

If immortality were really that easy, we would still be in the Qin Dynasty today, or even in the era when Yu the Great and Tang of Shang ruled the world.

I have been in this world for so long.

There was only one person who made him feel that he might have found a clue, and that was King Wen who was imprisoned and interpreted the Book of Changes.

He was also the one who left behind the three dragon bone books.

The hibernation of dragons and snakes, the cry of phoenixes in Mount Qishan, and the flying bear entering dreams.

He should have glimpsed a glimpse of the snake god's immortal power from the Zhuochen Pearl.

As for Lu Zu who practiced Taoism in Mount Kuanglu, and the Taoist Qingchi who left behind his relics and the foundation of Xuandao at the foot of Pingshan Mountain.

The theory of ascending to heaven is even more mysterious.

Not to mention, there is King Xian, who is so capable.

Even with a water dragon's halo as a tomb, a Wannian Zhixian as a coffin, and a Zhuchen Pearl as a guide, one still cannot achieve immortality.

How could the Queen of Jingjue do this when she didn't even get the Zhuchen Pearl?

The reason why he can remain uncorrupted after death is not that he is a resurrected dead person, but that he relies on the endless spiritual energy in the Kunlun sacred tree to keep his body from rotting.

It is simply too far away from immortality and resurrection.

"Since he's dead."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

After hearing his words, Yang Fang felt relieved.

This woman used those murals to play tricks and was able to scare those ignorant men and women, but how could she scare them away with just this?

Just take this opportunity.

Take off the mask on her face.

Take a good look and see whether she is a human or a ghost.

However, Yang Fang was still cautious. He was worried that the corpse might be poisoned or that there might be a mechanical device inside the coffin. So he did not act rashly, but instead borrowed a claw from the old foreigner.

"This……"

When you see him, you have to take action.

The old foreigner felt unsure and subconsciously glanced at his senior brother and Chen Yulou.

But seeing the two of them did not stop them.

Only then did he open the umbrella and hold it in front of Yang Fang to protect him just in case.

The others stared intently into the coffin.

Yang Fang moved very quickly. He hooked a corner of the mask with his claws and lifted it up with force. With a click, the mask made of unknown material flew out, hit the wall of the coffin, and then bounced back and fell into the shadow of the end of the coffin.

call--

For an instant.

The atmosphere in the entire cave became solemn.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath, as if they were afraid of disturbing something.

Chen Yulou's breathing became disordered for a moment, but he returned to normal in an instant. In addition, everyone else's attention was on the Queen of Jingjue, so no one noticed his abnormality.

The interweaving of light and shadow.

A pretty face appeared in everyone's sight.

She was a woman who was probably about thirty years old, with a high nose bridge, deep eyes, beautiful eyebrows, and fair skin, or to be more precise, pale and a little sickly.

Apart from this, there is almost no difference between them and living people.

She didn't have too many gold and jade ornaments on her body.

There is only a pendant embedded on the forehead.

It looked like... a closed eye.

This is the typical appearance of a Western Region woman.

But the moment they saw her clearly, everyone's faces suddenly became strange.

Although the Queen of Jingjue had her eyes closed, she looked like she was carved from the same mold as Una.

"how come?"

"Oona???"

The group's hearts were beating fast. Kunlun and the old foreigner even subconsciously looked up at the cliff above their heads, but Una, who stayed there with a few friends, was clearly still there.

Even at this moment, he was still looking down curiously.

"No, it seems we have been pulled into an illusion again."

"This woman is indeed a monster. I've clearly fallen under her spell!"

Almost subconsciously.

The old foreigner's face changed, and he thought of everything he and his senior brother Partridge Whistle had encountered before.

Before opening the coffin, he wondered whether the magic was cast by both the Corpse Flower and the Queen of Jingjue at the same time.

Now I am looking at that face that is exactly the same as Una's.

It was a perfect confirmation of his guess.

"and many more……"

Seeing that the old foreigner was about to activate the mirror umbrella, Yang Fang's face was filled with murderous intent.

Chen Yulou suddenly spoke.

"Shopkeeper Chen?"

The two were startled and subconsciously looked at Chen Yulou.

"This witch is too evil. She has been dead for thousands of years and still hasn't stopped. It's better to burn her directly."

Listen to a few people.

Chen Yulou did not explain much, but just bent down, reached into the coffin, and took off the jade pendant from the queen's forehead like lightning.

That's not a jade pendant at all.

It is a miniature jade eyeball.

And at the moment when he took off his jade eyes.

Everyone just felt their vision flash before their eyes.

When I looked down again.

Deep inside the coffin, the pretty face of the Queen of Jingjue aged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The face is covered with wrinkles, the cheeks are sunken, the eyes are wide open, and the cheeks are long and pointed.

There is no trace of the delicate beauty of a woman.

Ugly and ferocious, just like a snake or scorpion.

This sudden change shocked everyone so much that they were almost speechless.

Yang Fang rubbed his eyes vigorously several times.

I thought I was hallucinating.

"This is... a black snake that has turned into a spirit?"