Everyone's eyes were fixed on the candle, which was swaying just like before, but it didn't go out!
They all breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, they could open the coffin. Jiang Nuo and the other two put on masks and gloves and used the leverage from both sides to open the coffin.
The corpse inside was completely decomposed; as soon as it was opened, a strong stench of decay wafted out.
This first smell is the strongest and also the most sinister.
Jiang Nuo held Si Yan protectively in her arms to prevent the strong yin energy from entering her body, otherwise Si Yan would feel uncomfortable again.
Si Yan leaned against Jiang Nuo's shoulder and hugged her, pressing her cheek against hers through her mask. Jiang Nuo smiled, her eyes crinkling.
Simazi, who was watching from the side, was also very experienced. He covered his mouth and hid in a corner.
Poor Song Zheng, who was left unattended and inexperienced, fell victim to the virus again and sneezed.
"That's surprising, you're unharmed even with such heavy yin energy."
Simazi laughed, "Awesome!"
Song Zheng: "..."
I understand, I understand. If it weren't for this yang energy, he would be dealing with cases involving living people right now, instead of being forced to open coffins.
After the yin energy subsided, Jiang Nuo peered over again. Even after hundreds of years, the corpse had not completely turned into bones. Although it was rotten and dilapidated, its features could still be roughly discerned.
Male corpse, of noble status.
The most striking feature of Simazi's burial goods is the abundance of gold artifacts; one can immediately see the glittering gold inside.
Jiang Nuo and Si Yan, however, focused on the three nails placed around the corpse.
Si Yan frowned, enduring the discomfort, and picked up a nail, twirling it between her fingers. " Soul-Suppressing Nail."
Jiang Nuo lifted half of the corpse with exceptional politeness.
"Could you please lift your leg?"
When the body was turned over, symbols were revealed inside.
A whole piece of cloth was covered with strange symbols, like a shroud, and a talisman was pasted on the top of the corpse's head.
Jiang Nuo held the talisman between two fingers, picked it up, and examined it.
"Wow, the Yin-Containing Talisman."
He covered the talisman back up and tapped his finger lightly beside the coffin in thought.
" Soul-Suppressing Nail are usually used after a living person is buried alive with the deceased. They suppress the soul, preventing it from escaping for eternity and making it unable to become a ghost. It only allows the spirit to guard the main tomb chamber underground."
"But the Yin-Containing Talisman happens to nourish the soul, using resentment to help it become a vengeful ghost... This is because the resentment of living people buried alive is extremely heavy."
Nourishing and suppressing, that sounds familiar.
Jiang Nuo glanced at Simazi again. He was the same as the corpses in the coffins in the basement, only lacking the final opportunity to transform into a ghost, and a fierce ghost that was a rare sight in a hundred years.
But Simazi's surprise and astonishment didn't seem feigned.
Jiang Nuo patted the coffin, his smile meaningful. " Simazi, are you familiar with this method of raising corpses?"
A Wu's heart trembled. He knew Jiang Nuo was asking about the basement. He quickly avoided Simazi's gaze, afraid that he would also be harmed.
Simazi scratched his head in confusion, still holding the pipe in his hand, tapping it on the ground.
"What am I familiar with? Making coffins doesn't involve raising ghosts... It's disgusting."
Si Yan glanced at Simazi's gesture of holding the pipe, frowned in confusion, and recalled his skillful smoking posture in the car.
Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she took Jiang Nuo's hand. The latter understood and didn't ask any more questions, as this wasn't the place to talk.
Simazi was still looking at the coffin; he was genuinely only interested in coffins.
As for the jewelry beside the corpse, with the brothers of the Jade Gate who had just died serving as a warning, even if someone still coveted it, they wouldn't dare to take it easily.
They all became active, and based on their years of experience in reselling goods, they confirmed that they were the legendary prince's sacrificial victims.
This is precisely why Jiang Nuo became even more curious about the prince who had connections to the heavens.
With nothing else to prove the identity of the tomb's occupant, and to prevent the corpse from encountering an opportunity to become a ghost, Jiang Nuo prepared to cover it up with a suppression talisman.
Just then, an unexpected change occurred.
"Aaaaaah!"
A scream drew everyone's attention. Among the group hiding in the corner, there was a short man who had been suspended in mid-air, his neck twisted in a strange position, as if he had been strangled and thrown away.
He was so terrified that his face turned ashen. With his neck being choked, he couldn't say a word and could only instinctively flail his limbs for help.
Si Yan flung out a throwing knife, which sliced through the man's collar with incredible speed. As if passing through some kind of ripple, the knife abruptly changed direction.
The thin man also fell, crashing heavily to the ground, and was dragged back by his brothers.
Si Yan frowned and took a few quick steps before stopping at the spot where the thin man had just been hung up. She could clearly feel the yin energy becoming denser, but she couldn't see any ghosts at all.
" Si Yan!"
Jiang Nuo suddenly called out his name urgently. Si Yan immediately turned around, a cold glint flashing across his left shoulder as he dodged. He glanced down at it, then raised his hand and used his Spiritual Power to create a blade to retaliate.
call out--
Jiang Nuo heard the sound of the spirit blade striking, but still couldn't see where the ghost was.
"Strangeness..."
What kind of ghost is this? Neither he nor Si Yan can see it.
Si Yan and Jiang Nuo approached each other slowly, one after the other, their steps slow and their killing intent chilling.
The Spiritual Power probe could no longer detect the presence of the yin energy that had suddenly appeared earlier.
Jiang Nuo took off her gloves, rubbed Si Yan's cold shoulder, then bit her middle finger and dripped blood onto her left eyelid.
When he opened his eyes again, his left eye, which had been dark, turned blood red, and he slowly scanned the entire tomb chamber.
The brothers who were being scanned by him all held their breath, frozen in place, shocked and relieved that they hadn't clashed with Jiang Nuo while they were up there.