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Lime had never shown such emotions before; he remained calm even in such a dangerous situation, which was truly rare. I looked on with confusion and saw a person lying inside. He wore an ancient white robe, simple and ethereal, with a peaceful expression on his face. His features were unchanged, youthful and rosy, as if he were still alive. However, I knew this was definitely a corpse, and judging by appearance, he seemed to be in his twenties! But how he remained uncorrupted was beyond my understanding.
I glanced at Lime, who was still staring at the person in the Crystal Coffin, his expression dazed and silent. At that moment, Xianxian silently blinked at me, asking "What is he doing?" I shook my head to indicate I didn't know, and the atmosphere suddenly became very quiet.
When I shifted my gaze back to the person in the coffin, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes!
I was startled, and Xianxian had already raised her gun, aiming at the man's head.
The corpse did not move, but I had tightened my grip on the dagger, thinking that if he jumped up, I would stab him! I stared unblinkingly at the person lying inside, expecting a certain scenario to unfold. However, what happened next was unexpected; the corpse actually spoke. It said, "You have finally come." Its voice was faint, like its appearance, giving off a feeling of coolness and purity.
My confusion deepened as I inadvertently caught a glimpse of pain and struggle in Lime's eyes. He did not speak but looked regretful; he trembled his lips but remained silent. The man sighed and said, "Ancestor Master said you need not blame yourself; everything is destined."
"What should I do?" After a long pause, Lemon asked.
The corpse glanced at me and then at Xianxian. Seeing that Lime did not stop him, he continued, "Find the Jade Seal; it will guide you."
After saying this, the corpse quickly shriveled and contracted, its flesh visibly turning to dust until only bones remained.
Could it be that what I just saw was merely an illusion? I couldn't tell what was real or fake; in any case, I felt disoriented. However, Lime seemed unfazed. His expression darkened as he silently reached into the coffin and took a ring from the thumb of the skeleton. I looked on in surprise as Lime handed it to me and said, "Drop some blood on it."
"Wait... wait a minute! This can't be the legendary The Dead, can it?!" Xianxian snatched the Black Skull Ring from his hand, examining it with astonishment.
"The Dead?" I looked at the two of them in confusion, feeling as if I were dreaming. Lime's behavior was simply too strange! Moreover, his few remarks just now, though not many, contained too much information. For instance, how did he know we would "finally arrive"? And what was this Ancestor Master and Jade Seal? Most importantly, the skeleton with the cane had said the same thing earlier. What on earth was going on?
"Lime, do you know this person?" Xianxian spoke up, her gaze sharp, not a question but a statement of certainty.
Lime remained silent. Xianxian continued, "Who exactly is he?"
"Wait a minute, what are you two talking about? What legendary The Dead? Is this ring really that significant?" I snatched the ring from Xianxian's hand. The black ring emitted a faint glow, and my first impression upon holding it was that it was cool to the touch, radiating a slight chill. The intricately carved skull was exceptionally lifelike. After looking at it for a while, I felt a bit dizzy, as if it possessed an enchanting power.
"Fengfeng, do you know about Silk Book?" Xianxian sighed, her nerves no longer as tense as before.
"Silk Book?" I shook my head, indicating that I had not heard of it.
"It's Silk Manuscript! You must know about Silk Manuscript!" Xianxian rolled her eyes at me.
"Oh, Silk Manuscript! I know about that!" I blinked and gestured for her to continue. But Xianxian shook her head and looked at me meaningfully. "Fengfeng, I think you need to brush up on your history knowledge. In our line of work, it's fine not to know about various countries' strange tales, but things like Silk Manuscript and Silk Book that usually record many important secrets must be recognized when you see them. They might contain information we want to know."
Really? Remembering Xianxian's shocked expression earlier, I thoughtfully raised the ring to my eyes and asked, "This thing wouldn't be recorded in that Silk Book you mentioned, would it?"
"Bingo!" Xianxian snapped her fingers with a half-smile. "It seems today This Lord needs to give you a lesson here; you don't mind, do you, Lime?" She turned to Lime and asked.
Lime nodded slightly and continued placing items into the coffin one by one. Although he appeared no different from usual on the surface, I sensed he was distracted or perhaps weighed down by heavy thoughts.
"Ahem, This Lord is starting the lesson now; pay attention! During the Warring States period, there was a writing material made from silk called Silk Manuscript. The silk is a white textile; during the Han Dynasty, all silk textiles were referred to as 'bo' or 'cang,' collectively known as 'cangbo.' Therefore, Silk Manuscript is also called Silk Book. The earliest existing silk painting in our country was discovered in the Chu Tomb in Changsha during the 1930s."
"I am now going to talk about the Chu Cang Scroll, which is also known as the Four Silk Manuscripts." I listened attentively as Xianxian excitedly continued, "The content of the Chu Cang Scroll is divided into three parts: celestial phenomena, disasters, and the seasonal cycles along with lunar prohibitions. Its content is rich and complex, not only recording the mythical legends and customs passed down in the Chu region but also encompassing thoughts on Yin-Yang, the Five Elements, and the interaction between heaven and humanity."
It indeed sounded intriguing. Could it be that the so-called legends were recorded in this Chu Cang Scroll? I crossed my arms and waited for Xianxian to continue. Sure enough, after finishing that sentence, Xianxian suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Did I mention that the earliest existing silk paintings in our country date back to around the 1930s?"
"Yes," I nodded and joked, "Are you saying that what you mentioned is even older than this?"
"Of course!" Xianxian raised an eyebrow and smirked as she said, "In fact, as early as the beginning of the 20th century, an Earth Master stole a Silk Manuscript from a tomb. The contents recorded in it were very strange, and at that time, no one could decipher it. Oddly enough, shortly after it was unearthed, this item somehow made its way to America. Naturally, this incident was quickly forgotten. However, ten years later, people from America began to secretly come to China frequently."
"What happened?" I immediately asked.
Xianxian looked at me mysteriously and said, "The Silk Manuscript was stolen!"
Huh? Stolen!
"Yes, it was stolen," a flicker of ambiguous emotion passed through Xianxian's eyes as she tried to keep her tone calm. "Since that Silk Manuscript was stolen, two exceptionally powerful forces suddenly emerged in the Tomb Raiding world. Strangely enough, they had never appeared openly before; they were so low-key that no one had ever noticed their existence. But during subsequent investigations, people gradually discovered traces of these two forces in many places. Initially, finding one or two instances wasn't significant, but once everything was connected together, it became clear that they had already infiltrated the entire world. Their vastness left everyone feeling uneasy! It was terrifying!"
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