Chapter 555
Chapter 555
Chapter 555: Chapter 8: Dark Moon and High Winds_3 Chapter 555: Chapter 8: Dark Moon and High Winds_3 “Can you talk less?”
Lin Xian frowned, stopped with the shovel in hand, and looked at Gao Yang:
“We’re digging a grave, not treasure hunting.
We’re already nervous enough, why do you keep babbling on and on?”
“I’m trying to distract myself!”
Gao Yang shouted:
“Damn, it’s a dark and windy night, in the wild wilderness, and we’re digging up a coffin with a female corpse inside...
Who wouldn’t be freaked out by this!”
Shortly after.
The two had finally cleaned off all the dirt from the coffin lid, which was still tightly sealed and nailed shut.
Although its edges were already rotting.
But the solid wooden board was too heavy for two people to lift; they needed a crowbar.
This kind of crowbar has a sharp end that can be poked into the gap between the lid and the side of the coffin, then with a forceful press, leveraging the principle of the lever to pry it open.
...
Lin Xian pursed his lips.
It was true that the feeling of the hair on his spine chilling grew stronger amidst the deep mountain forest, a lone coffin, and the blood-red pomegranate flowers ahead.
“Let’s hurry up.”
Lin Xian tossed the crowbar in his hand to Gao Yang and picked up another one:
“Let’s pry the coffin open and see what’s inside.”
“Wait a moment.”
Gao Yang, as if facing a formidable enemy, stopped Lin Xian.
Then he untied the cloth bag around his waist, walking around the coffin while scattering the glutinous rice from the bag along the way:
“I’ll draw a protective circle first.”
“Is that the so-called materialist weapon you were talking about?” Lin Xian scoffed.
“This is it.”
Gao Yang took out a candle from his backpack and waved it in front of him:
“We need to light a candle in the northeast of the coffin.@@@@
As long as the candle doesn’t go out, it means we’re safe.
If the candle goes out, it means the tomb’s owner disagrees with us stealing, and we must leave everything untouched and leave.”
“Who could possibly agree to this kind of thing?”
“Oh, why do you have so many questions!
Traditions and rules have been passed down this way for so many years, don’t ask so much!
It’s disrespectful!”
Don’t come out!”
“Are you crazy, Gao Yang!”
Lin Xian just couldn’t take it anymore:
“There was nothing to be afraid of in the first place!
You’re the one who’s whipped up this atmosphere!
Hurry up and come over!”
However, Gao Yang had already been scared out of his wits, his hands trembling and fumbling with the black donkey hoof in his pocket, utterly unable to get a grip on it.
“Good for nothing and bad at everything.”
Lin Xian cursed under his breath, stood up straight, stomped down with his full body weight on the crowbar with his left foot, leveraging the lid of the coffin to pop up with a screeching friction sound, then with his right foot aimed at the jolted coffin lid, he kicked it hard to the side—
Bang!
“Ahhh!!!!
Eat my donkey hoof!”
The displaced coffin lid dropped heavily, the thud sounding simultaneously with Gao Yang’s scream.
Gao Yang’s black donkey hoof missed its target.
It flew past the coffin and hit a pomegranate tree behind it.
Several branches and leaves trembled, petals fluttered down, then immediately returned to calm.
Lin Xian let out a sigh...
Then he took a step forward.
Bowed his head.
And let the bright light of the miner’s lamp shine inside the coffin—
Neat, clean.
Several piles of neatly folded clothes, a tidy stack of notebooks in the corner of the coffin, a once-popular Western doll, a Sony Walkman, a makeup mirror, photo albums, laid-flat certificates, erect trophies, hairclips in a glass box, red diplomas tied with silk ribbons, a pink plastic photo frame...
This didn’t look like a coffin.
It was more like, the storage room of a young girl.
Lin Xian slowly raised his head.
The light on the miner’s hat shifted upwards, illuminating the photo frame standing on top of the makeup box.
It was a girl with a blooming smile.
She was making a playful peace sign, looking this way.
A jaunty brown ponytail flew out behind her head;
Her beautiful eyes curved into two gentle crescents;
The cute dimples on both sides of her mouth appeared and disappeared;
And at the corner of her left eye...
Was a perfectly placed teardrop mole.
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