Chapter 3: Mò Jīn Meets the Resurrected Princess

  When Jian Tianhong descended into the tomb, he quickly reached the bottom of the grave through the passage he had dug out. He used a chisel to open up the top and entered the tomb chamber.

  With the help of his own oil lamp, he saw that both sides of the tomb passage were brick walls with murals, depicting life in distant years. Some people sat under a large umbrella under the trees, while many others were busy everywhere. The idle ones were naturally the nobles, and the busy ones looked like the lower classes. This picture was a painting of life during the Han Dynasty.

  Jian Tian Hong looked inside and saw the large stone gate of the tomb, he saw that there were very large boulders placed on top, guessing that if anyone opened the gate, the boulders would roll down, hitting the person and sealing the tomb's entrance.

  Jian Tian Hong nodded, he knew that generally, more mechanisms were set up at the entrance to prevent grave robbers from entering.

  However, experienced tomb raiders will often look for alternative entrances to avoid these traps.

  He walked quietly towards the main tomb, knowing that since it was a princess, more treasures would be placed in the coffin. This was a rule: if it were a man, many things he had used and liked before his death would be placed in the warehouses on both sides, so many good things could also be found there.

  Jian Tian Hong walked carefully every step of the way, afraid to trigger any mechanism. He knew that even the slightest carelessness would lead to his own downfall.

  Fortunately, there was no mechanism waiting for him, and even the seemingly easy-going Hidetora couldn't study it at this moment.

  He walked into the tomb and saw that the main chamber was as bright as daylight, he was shocked. He looked up to see many night pearls inlaid on top.

  Following the brightness of the night pearl, Sword Heaven Hong saw that the tomb was filled with all sorts of things, including bronze vessels, gold and silver utensils, pottery, ceramic figures, and various musical instruments.

  Jian Tian Hong's heart was filled with wild joy, he didn't expect to have outsmarted himself, this place really hadn't been disturbed by thieves. Everything was so perfect.

  So many things, Jian Tianhong knew he couldn't carry much anymore. Forget it, just find the most valuable thing then! Jian Tianhong thought.

  He placed the oil lamp on the ground in the tomb, he was at the southeast corner of the tomb, lit an incense stick, this was his old habit for many years, if the incense went out, it proved that the person inside the tomb did not like to be disturbed, he would generally apologize and leave.

  But this incense burned for a long time and did not go out, is this a hint?

  Jian Tian Hong nodded, since the gods thought his actions this time were fine, then let's act!

  He gently pried open the coffin with a tool. It was a good coffin, with lacquerware craftsmanship paintings on it, and unlike modern coffins, it looked like a box from the Han Dynasty, which people nowadays rarely see.

  The coffin had many layers, and Jian Tianhong opened them one by one. When he finally opened the last layer of exquisite small coffins, he was stunned!

  In the coffin, among a large pile of jewels, lay a beautiful woman. Wasn't that hairstyle and appearance the same as the woman who appeared in the thunderstorm that night?

  Jian Tian Hong was taken aback, he had also heard before that there were thousand-year-old corpses that looked as if they were still alive, but at this moment, the ancient corpse in front of him looked so lifelike that it still made him feel astonished.

  Judging from the murals on the walls of the tomb passage, it must be a Han tomb. From the patterns on this coffin, it is also undoubtedly a Han tomb. However, this woman seems to be alive, just like a sleeping person. Her eyelashes are clearly visible, and her skin appears delicate and elastic.

  Her raven hair was styled in a bun, still as black and shiny as ever. Her lips seemed to be moving, still so red and luscious that one couldn't help but yearn to kiss them once.

  Her slender figure was wrapped in a luxurious silk dress, the color of which was still as bright and new. Under the luxurious dress, her slender figure's curves were set off. Her figure was still that enchanting.

  Jian Tian Hong smelled a fragrance, half of which came from incense and the other half from a woman's body scent.

  On the woman's right shoulder, many jewels were placed, and on the woman's left foot, many jewels were also placed.

  Jian Tian Hong thought, no matter what, since he had come, he might as well bring the jewels back.

  He muttered to himself, "Many sins, many sins," and yet he stretched out his hand to put those jewels into the bag.

  He just didn't dare to take the pearls on the woman's head and body, for some reason he had a strange feeling, as if he knew this woman.

  At this moment, Jian Tianhong didn't have time to think much, he hastily put the jewels on the woman's shoulders and feet into his bag that he always carried with him, wanting to leave. This place was too strange, even Jian Tianhong, who was usually brave, felt a little scared.

  As he finished packing up the jewels and was about to leave, he heard a voice coming from behind him.

  What a sigh!

  Jian Tian Hong suspected he had misheard, but he didn't dare turn his head back. He was just about to take a step away when a soft voice floated over: "You're really going to leave without giving me a kiss?"

  Jian Tian Hong's scalp suddenly felt numb, this voice was so familiar, as if a memory was resurfacing, but at this moment in this environment, it was so eerie.

  He still subconsciously turned his head around.

  All he saw was that in the center of the tomb, the woman in the coffin was now standing in the middle of the tomb, staring at him with a faint gaze.

  Jian Tian Hong went to see the coffin again, but it was already empty.

  "Who are you?" Jian Tianhong said, his voice somewhat fearful and urgent.

  "I am your lover, Xiang Lang!" the woman said.

  "You, you, are you a living person or a dead one?" Jian Tianhong said.

  "I died, that was over a thousand years ago, but I've been alive all along, I've been waiting here for you, and today I finally waited for you!" the woman said.

  "Died, and yet alive!" Jian Tianhong muttered.

  "That's terrifying! No way, it's too eerie, I have to get out of here!" Jian Tianhong hastily ran outside, but just as he took a few steps, he saw the woman standing in front of him again.

  He didn't know whether she was floating or what, but as Sword Heaven looked at her, he became more and more afraid.

  "You, what do you want? I'll return all the jewels to you, is that okay? Let me go!" Jian Tianhong said.

  "Jewels are nothing, you must stay! I've waited a thousand years, just to wait for you, Sword Lang!" The woman said faintly.

  Jian Tian Hong became more and more afraid, he could no longer restrain himself, he let out a loud cry and rushed forward. As he rushed past the woman, she did not stop him, letting him run ahead.

  As he ran past, the woman looked at his back and sighed softly: "It's been over a thousand years, over a thousand years ago you left like this too, are you going to leave again today?"

  Jian Tian Hong ran while thinking, who was this woman?

  But it was too late, he saw that all around and above him began to collapse! He let out a loud cry, then was buried inside!