Chapter 1 The Misfortune of the Fatty

The Fatty was truly unlucky. When he pressed down on the coffin lid with both hands, probably trying to find a point to exert force, he used just a bit too much strength, and ended up pushing the coffin lid down.

And that wasn't the end of it.

After the coffin lid shifted, the Fatty lost his balance and fell headfirst into the stone coffin like an upside-down dumpling, leaving only his legs sticking out of the coffin.

What happened in that instant scared me and the others.

Jennifer, concerned for her lover, rushed over first, grabbed the Fatty's legs, and tried to pull him out, but her strength was limited, and she couldn't budge him.

Seeing this, we all went up to help Jennifer pull the Fatty out of the stone coffin.

After being dragged out of the stone coffin, the Fatty's face was pale, as if he had been frightened by something. He closed his eyes, knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and kept muttering, his mouth full of words: "God in heaven, this little one didn't mean to, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

This Fatty was the most active and enthusiastic about prying open the coffin lid just now, but now he has become a coward.

As an atheist, the Fatty would never do such a thing, but suddenly drilling into the coffin and having such close contact probably scared him out of his wits.

I glanced into the opened stone coffin, then walked behind the Fatty and kicked him in the butt: "Alright, stop begging grandpa and grandma, it's an empty coffin, there's nothing inside."

After hearing my words, the Fatty suddenly reacted and changed his previous state: "Really? Damn, I was scared to death just now. I thought something grabbed me into the coffin. Damn it, it was pitch black in the coffin just now, I couldn't see anything, I thought there was..."

I didn't let him finish. "Stop scaring yourself, if you don't believe me, go take a look yourself."

I signaled the Fatty to take a look himself. The Fatty stood up with lingering fear and peeked into the stone coffin tremblingly.

After looking at it, the Fatty scratched his head and looked at me: "Hey, there really isn't anything! Damn it, I was scared to death just now!"

Not only was there no corpse in the stone coffin, but there were no burial objects or clothes either. It was an empty coffin.

The Fatty breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood was not so tense.

I smiled wryly: "I can't tell if this stone coffin is the same as the one in the desert. The most important thing is that the coffin lid is missing, and I don't know if the back of this stone coffin's lid has the same inscriptions as the stone coffin in the desert."

The loss of key details made it impossible for us to make a judgment.

Not only me, but even Zoey, Jennifer, and Dodge were unable to give a definite answer.

The Fatty was more optimistic: "Young Master, don't be obsessed with whether this stone coffin is related to the one in the desert. Look, isn't there another black jade stone coffin over there? Maybe there are more secrets inside."

When he said the word "secrets," a trace of greed appeared on the Fatty's face. I knew that the Fatty must be eyeing the treasures inside the black jade stone coffin.

But the Fatty was right, we could only look for clues from the black jade stone coffin now.

Judging from the opening of the previous stone coffin, we needed to be cautious about opening this coffin and avoid making any more common-sense mistakes that could damage key information. So, the Fatty and I stood on either side of the black jade stone coffin, supported the coffin lid, and gently lifted it up. The coffin lid of the black jade stone coffin was easily lifted.

Although the coffin lid of the black jade stone coffin looked like it was made of jade, it felt light in the hand, even lighter than a wooden board of the same size.

The Fatty and I slowly placed the jade coffin lid on the empty coffin next to the black jade stone coffin. After placing it firmly and making sure that the coffin lid did not shift, the Fatty and I breathed a sigh of relief.

After the coffin lid was removed, Zoey, Jennifer, and Dodge surrounded us and looked into the black jade stone coffin with the Fatty and me.

The situation in the black jade stone coffin greatly surprised the five of us.

We saw a person wearing exotic clothes lying flat in the black jade stone coffin. The base color of the clothing was plain white, with faint silver thread patterns. At the same time, the clothing was also decorated with gold and red ornaments, giving off a noble aura in its simplicity.

I leaned over slightly and smelled it. I didn't smell any corpse odor. Instead, I smelled a scent similar to agarwood incense. Normally, after opening a well-sealed coffin, the corpse's putrid gases would fill the air, and the scene would be a stench. But this was not the case. I guessed there were two possibilities: either the coffin was not sealed tightly, and the putrid gases had already leaked out, or the corpse had been treated in some way and had not decayed. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět

The person wearing the exotic clothes had a golden headdress on their head. Their black hair was mixed with silver strands. Most of their hair was loose, but a small strand of hair was tied into a bun with a green jade hairpin stuck in it.

Seeing the hairpin, I suddenly remembered the dead people I had seen before, sitting cross-legged with bamboo hairpins in their buns. If there was a hierarchy here, judging from the quality of the hairpin, the person lying in the black jade stone coffin should be of a very high rank.

Their face was covered with a golden mask, so their features were not visible. I didn't know how long they had been dead, what condition their body was in, or even their gender. However, judging from their body shape and height, narrow shoulders and wide hips, female characteristics were more obvious, so I was more inclined to believe that "he" was a woman.

They were wearing a pair of linen slippers of the same color as their plain robe, and the soles of their shoes were spotless.

But when I scanned the corpse in the black jade stone coffin, my gaze was suddenly attracted by their hands, because their hands were the only part of them that was not covered and were exposed.

Their hands looked very fresh, and other than their long nails, they didn't look like the hands of a dead person at all.

Those hands looked like the hands of a woman between the ages of twenty and thirty, smooth, white, delicate, and slender.

Such beautiful hands were rare to see, and I stared at them for a long time.

The person wearing the exotic clothes seemed to be in a peaceful dream, undisturbed by the outside world.

The black jade stone coffin and the green stone platform underneath seemed to be guarding this mysterious exotic person.

Suddenly, Zoey said faintly beside me, "Young Master, do you still have any memories of what happened in the underground city in the desert? Do you remember what you said to me and the Fatty?"