novelhk Chapter 30 Lifting the Queen's Coffin Lid
Chapter 30 Lifting the Queen's Coffin Lid
Cheng Feng was in front, followed by Yang Xueli.
The two climbed down the rope, Cheng Feng gritting his teeth and enduring the pain along the way.
It's likely that the abdominal wound has reopened, considering it's only been a day.
When his feet touched the ground, Cheng Feng breathed a heavy sigh of relief and then covered his wound with his hand.
"Let me see, is the wound bleeding again?"
Yang Xueli immediately reached out and pulled off Cheng Feng's outer garment.
Cheng Feng quickly dodged away. How did this woman start to lose all sense of boundaries? She started tearing off the clothes of this innocent young man.
"Heroine, let's talk this out. Don't fight. My wound will stop bleeding on its own soon. I'm fine!"
After saying that, Cheng Feng straightened up, and sure enough, the blood had stopped seeping out.
Yang Shirley exclaimed, "Your body is as strong as a superman's!"
Ignoring Yang Xueli's compliments, Cheng Feng shone his flashlight around.
The first thing you see is a huge expanse of gold coins, piled up into small hills.
There are also various exquisite jewelry pieces, including countless gold, silver, pearls, and agates.
Porcelain and sculptures are everywhere; you could say that anyone could move everything out of here.
You can easily become the richest person in this era.
After looking around, Yang Xueli said to Cheng Feng:
With so many treasures, Cheng Feng, what are you thinking right now?
"I was thinking that if I could get these treasures out of the country, I might not have to rely on rich women anymore."
Cheng Feng smiled knowingly and winked at Yang Xueli.
Yang Xueli was somewhat used to Cheng Feng's teasing and responded calmly:
"It's a pity you can't take anything with you. You'll have to consider finding a rich woman."
Cheng Feng silently started walking. He felt that his fun was waning; the girl had developed a tolerance to the drug.
As they wandered through priceless treasures, their minds were not on the treasures themselves.
Cheng Feng was considering whether to switch tracks to tease Yang Xueli and try to find some fun again.
Yang Xueli, on the other hand, was wondering if Cheng Feng had some kind of obsession with rich women.
Or how about introducing him to someone? Like Aunt Susan, who lives not far from her house, although she weighs over 300 pounds...
But she's rich, and she's single!
Cheng Feng never expected that Yang Xueli had already planned to arrange a tank for him.
Let him switch jobs and become a tank driver.
The two had different thoughts, but that didn't delay their journey.
After the two emerged from the treasure canyon, a huge, bottomless pit appeared ahead.
"This is the Ghost Cave, which is the remains of the gods that I mentioned before."
Cheng Feng shone his flashlight down into the ghost cave and said softly.
Yang Xueli's expression was full of shock. She knew that the ruling group of the Jingjue Ancient City was called the Ghost Cave Clan.
It turns out that this tribe was named after a real, huge crater.
"You mean, there are the remains of a god at the bottom of this bottomless pit?"
"No, this pit itself is part of God. To put it more aptly..."
You can interpret this hole as God's imagination, or rather, his thoughts!
Cheng Feng described the situation using words she could understand; if Cheng Feng hadn't told her the truth,
She thinks it might be a long time before she has the chance to find out.
"Our Zagrama tribe's curse is because of it, isn't it?"
"That's right. Back then, your Zaglama tribe opened the gods' minds with your incorrect sacrificial practices."
Then they were used as sacrifices, and were eventually forced to move away, beginning a search for the Muchen Pearl generation after generation.
Cheng Feng didn't mind answering some questions for Yang Xueli, after all, the two had a good relationship.
Yang Xueli had taken good care of him before, and he could feel her concern.
"Perhaps we should have a detailed discussion."
"Yes, but not now. We should continue on our way."
Cheng Feng looked up at the Ghost Cave, which was the resting place of the Queen of Jingjue and also Cheng Feng's mission objective.
Yang Xueli nodded, and then the two of them began to climb up the stone steps along the edge of the ghost cave.
These stone steps were carved a thousand years ago, and some parts are broken, so the two of them were extra careful when walking on them.
Even Cheng Feng was afraid; if he fell into the Snake God's mind, even with the bloodline of the Flame Emperor, he would probably still die.
"Shirley, remember what I said later, don't do anything."
Even if my blood is present, some things you see might still be fake.
When they were almost at the height where the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue would be placed, Cheng Feng gave instructions to Yang Xueli.
"Okay, I understand. Just go ahead and do what you need to do. I won't cause any trouble."
Cheng Feng still believed Yang Xueli's words.
Judging from Yang Xueli's previous work style, she is not the kind of timid woman who causes trouble for others.
Soon, the two reached a platform; from this platform, they could reach the top of the ghost cave.
The long, narrow platform where the coffin of the Queen of Jingjue was placed.
"See that ugly flower on the coffin? That's called the Corpse-Scented Arum, it can cause hallucinations."
Moreover, the Queen of Jingjue's coffin was made of Jianmu wood, a legendary divine tree, which greatly enhanced the effects of the Corpse-Scented Devil's Tongue.
Cheng Feng drew his sword and explained to Yang Xueli what they were about to face.
Yang Xueli nodded.
"I read in the Records of the Western Regions of the Great Tang Dynasty that the Central Plains once imported some corpse-fragrant devil's tongue."
However, due to climate factors, they all withered one after another.
"Records are just records. Maybe we'll see them in some ancient tomb someday. The ancients were incredibly skilled, and the more ancient they were, the more terrifying they were."
Cheng Feng was telling the absolute truth. In this world, if there weren't some things in the Western Zhou tombs that were beyond our comprehension, he would dare to write his name backwards.
"I'm going to cut it down. Be careful, and don't panic if you see anything. Try wiping your eyes with my blood."
"Okay, be careful!"
After Yang Xueli finished speaking, Cheng Feng picked up his sword and walked towards the narrow terrace.
As Cheng Feng approached, the Corpse-Scented Devil's Tongue, which had been growing quietly above the coffin, began to move.
It swayed its flowers, scattering countless pollen, trying to make Cheng Feng jump into the ghost cave like the previous groups.
Unfortunately, it is a plant, and the bloodline of Emperor Yan has no way of controlling plants.
It's possible that Emperor Yan ate its ancestor when he tasted hundreds of herbs.
Perhaps sensing something, the Corpse Fragrance Devil's Flower suddenly contracted its flower and burrowed into the coffin, as if it had come to life.
"This thing seems to have really become a spirit. It's a pity that even if you could grow legs and run away, it would be useless. You have nowhere to escape from here."
Thinking about it, Cheng Feng stood in front of the coffin and could see that there were many eye-shaped patterns carved on the coffin.
Wood has a warm, lustrous sheen, and even when made into a coffin, it gives people a sense of vitality.
"This coffin is a valuable item; it's a shame to destroy it. It would be great if we could find a way to bring it back."
Cheng Feng has a bit of a collecting obsession, but what he wants to collect are not common gold and silver jewelry, nor are they antiques.
Instead, they are objects with a surreal quality, such as wooden coffins.
Therefore, because of a sliver of reluctance in his heart, Cheng Feng did not choose to directly split the coffin open with his sword.
Cheng Feng raised a hand and placed it on the coffin lid.
The Queen of Jingjue has been lying here for many years. Several groups of people came here during that time, but none of them got close to her coffin before being thrown into the Ghost Cave.
Even today, Cheng Feng lifted the lid of her coffin with just one hand.