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Once all the centipedes had disappeared, this fellow finally began to feast on the corpses he had just killed. Quite clever, I must say.
With the last obstacle cleared, I gestured to Mu Xuanche, and he slowly walked up the steps to push open the Coffin Lid.
I was taken aback by the craftsmanship of this wooden piece, which had reached such a level a thousand years ago. The lifelike tigers carved into it were astonishingly vivid, leaving us all in awe.
At the same time, we noticed a figure clad in black armor lying inside the coffin. Judging by its stature, it was exceptionally tall—if it stood upright, it would easily be two meters high.
Not only was the body encased in armor, but even its face was covered with a golden iron mask, obscuring any glimpse of its features.
Mu Xuanche reached out to lift the Mask, but Jin Ping suddenly shouted, "There's something here! Xuan Wang, come over and take a look!"
"Wait for me here; I'll check it out," Mu Xuanche instructed before moving closer.
As I stared at the corpse inside the coffin, I felt an unsettling sense of familiarity. Unable to resist, I reached down to lift the Mask beneath it.
A majestic face appeared before me. To my surprise, even after two thousand years, this body had not decayed into bones; it looked as if the person were merely asleep. The blood vessels in the face were still clearly visible, though the skin had thinned slightly, giving it a watery appearance.
But this face seemed so familiar. Had I seen it somewhere before?
To get a better look, I bent down for a closer inspection.
This face was none other than that of the general I had dreamt about while crossing the river. So this was where he was buried!
Just as I realized this, I wanted to raise my head, but it was already too late.
I had forgotten the most important thing. Now I understand why Jin Ping wanted to call Mu Xuanche away; that woman was trying to take advantage of the situation to deal with me.
The general inside the coffin had already awakened, his hand gripping my neck, his eyes wide with fury.
I reached out but found nothing to resist with. Shiro had been taken away by Mu Xuanche, and the Bronze Sword was in his possession.
I hadn’t brought any talismans, relying solely on my bare hands to struggle against him.
My entire head was plunged into the coffin, and I had no idea how long it would take for Mu Xuanche to notice something was wrong here.
With all my strength, I kicked against the edge of the coffin, hoping the noise would attract his attention.
My neck was being squeezed so tightly that I could hardly breathe; it felt like my whole body was about to explode, my lungs ready to burst.
I flailed my arms wildly, inadvertently cutting myself on his sharp armor, causing blood to spill out.
In the chaos, I smeared my blood across his face.
A white smoke began to rise from below, bubbles popping and hissing.
The general who had been choking me was suddenly forced away by my desperate effort.
I collapsed helplessly onto the ground, gasping for air. That moment truly felt like a narrow escape from death.
Fortunately, the blood on my hands still had some use; otherwise, I would have been doomed.
“How are you?”
Falling into a gentle embrace, he helped me up.
In the past, I would have thrown myself into his arms and cried my heart out, but now I couldn't afford to be so weak. I shouldn't stand behind him as a fragile woman any longer.
"It's fine, he has transformed," I said, pointing at General Cao, who had already risen from the coffin. His once translucent face was now grotesquely decayed, resembling raw meat that had just been blown apart.
Mu Xuanche helped me to the side and stood up with Shiro in his grasp.
One was a thousand-year-old Zombie, and the other was a thousand-year-old ghost; they were about to clash.
The formation of a Zombie is different from that of a ghost. A Zombie is created when a person's body undergoes changes after losing its soul. The conditions for forming a Zombie are particularly harsh; it can only occur in specific places and at specific times.
A Zombie trapped in a coffin will revive upon sensing the breath of a living person or creature. If Mu Xuanche had gone to remove that mask, nothing would have happened, but if I had tried, it would have been a matter of life and death.
Jin Ping must have known this, which is why she deliberately lured Mu Xuanche away to give me an opportunity.
This way, she could use General Cao to eliminate me.
While Mu Xuanche dealt with General Cao, I found myself unable to intervene and could only wander alone within the tomb.
In ancient times, when someone of merit passed away, a stone tablet would be erected in the tomb to commemorate the general's deeds.
After searching around, I couldn't find the tablet but instead stumbled upon a large stone.
The outer circle of the large stone was inscribed with text. As I examined these words closely to understand the situation better,
After the unification of the Qin State, Emperor Qin Shi Huang ordered the entire nation to adopt the same cart tracks and written language.
The inscriptions on this bronze tablet should be in seal script. Ever since I learned that the unintelligible characters on the gold foil were also in seal script, I began studying it.
However, understanding it was impossible after just a few lessons. Fortunately, in this technologically advanced society, I downloaded a seal script translation app when I arrived.
As long as I write the characters, it can translate them for me, revealing their meanings.
The inscription reveals that the owner of this tomb was a general from the Qin State who achieved countless military accomplishments during his lifetime.
Master Mu is named Cao Gan, a renowned general of the Qin Dynasty who served as Minister of War and was considered a military pillar of the Qin State at that time.
The text states that this general could be regarded as the undefeated general of the Qin State, having won numerous battles until he ultimately fell in combat. He received a grand burial from the ruler of the Qin State, allowing him to rest here peacefully.
Next, it introduces Cao Gan's burial items, most of which were bestowed upon him by Qin Ershi.
Wait, wasn't Mu Xuanche looking for the tomb of Qin San Shi Ying Ziying? How did we end up discussing Qin Ershi?
Suddenly sensing danger nearby, I turned to see Jin Ping lunging at me with her sharp claws raised.
The fierce battle between Mu Xuanche and Cao Gan in the main hall had vanished without a trace. It seemed Jin Ping intended to take advantage of this moment to finish me off.
I ducked and rolled away just in time to evade Jin Ping's deadly strike.
Enraged, she pursued me again. While I had no way to deal with that Zombie, I could hold my own against Jin Ping for a while.
As long as Mu Xuanche appeared, this woman wouldn't dare to harm me.
Gripping Jin Ping's claws with both hands, I glared at her and shouted, "Do you have no shame? You’re a princess, yet you steal men! Is it considered honorable in your ancient times to snatch someone away? Is that why you’re so ruthless in trying to take my husband?"
My words only fueled Jin Ping's fury, and she retorted loudly, "I steal men? You shameless fox spirit! I am a princess, and I had a betrothal with Xuan Wang long before, granted by my father. Who do you think is the one without shame?"
"You had a betrothal with Mu Xuanche," I stammered.
With a smug expression, she nodded at me, her smile stretching from ear to ear. "Yes! I even have the marriage contract given to me by my father. Would you like to see it?"
She threw me to the ground and tossed a piece of yellow cloth over me. Indeed, it was embroidered with dragon patterns.
I unfolded the yellow cloth and carefully read the information on it. By the time of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, they had started using regular script, so all the characters were traditional Chinese characters, which I could understand.
Most of it was nonsense, but what mattered was that line:
Xuan Wang and Mu Xuanche have achieved great merits and thus Princess Jinping is granted to Xuan Wang as his wife.
Wishing for their union to last forever in happiness.
At the bottom was stamped a bright red jade seal.
The vivid red color was as glaring as the outline on a marriage certificate, stinging my eyes.
I flung the decree to the ground. Jin Ping looked heartbroken and moved to pick it up, but I shouted at her so fiercely that she froze in place.
"Don't pick it up,"
"Jin Ping, do you think I would believe you just because you casually picked up a rag? Don't dream. I asked Mu Xuanche, and he said he has nothing to do with you."
Jin Ping lowered her head, glaring at me with disdain. The pity in her eyes made me want to dig out those pearls.
"Gu Yanxi, I pity you, but you still don't believe it. Do you know how foolish you are? Xuan Wang is just using you to have a child. Only then can Xuan Wang come back to life, and so can I."
"Jin Ping, keep making up your stories. I know what kind of person Mu Xuanche is, so I will never fall for your lies."
If Shiro were in my hands right now, I would not hesitate to stab it into Jin Ping's heart. I want to see this woman disappear from this world forever.
"Hahaha, Gu Yanxi, keep deceiving yourself. Don't worry, your time to die is now. Do you see that coffin over there? The material isn't bad; consider it a bargain for you."
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