Chapter Sixty: The Strange Half Face

  I pointed at the corpse that looked just like me and asked loudly, "Who is he?"

  Liu Weimin lost his smile and said, "Can't you see?"

  I pointed at my own nose: "Then who am I?"

  "Isn't it hard to understand? You are Wang Zhen's soul. He is Wang Zhen's body. Quiet isn't like that. The body was thrown into the river, and the soul was called away by Shifu. And you were photographed out of your soul by someone, that night I came here to find Xu Qi, saw your body and temporarily kept it for you!"

  I'm so angry that I want to curse. But I don't know what to curse, Liu Weimin has always been scheming against me, this is not news anymore. It's just that I didn't expect his scheme to be so outrageous.

  Liu Weimin continued, "Don't be unhappy either. There are two reasons why I deceived you. Firstly, to use your hands to get rid of Nalan Yuancheng. By turning your body into a zombie, I can control your every move with the Hurried Corpse Technique, even if you didn't make a move yourself. I still have ways to make you launch a sneak attack from behind him. But this is not the main reason. The fact that you were put in a coffin, I was worried that someone would lay hands on you again, so I protected you like this. It turns out I wasn't wrong. That day when you took the zombie out of the Qi family's house, even if no one had replaced your official uniform, you wouldn't have been bitten to death by the zombie. Do you understand?"

  I sneered: "You're so kind? You just want to keep me for coffin opening! What am I to the old clan leader?"

  Liu Weimin puckered his lips and asked, "If I said I didn't know, would you believe me? To be honest, I also can't figure out why he's always protecting you. If it's because you're his descendant, that would make you a great-grandchild at most. I'm familiar with Nalan Yuqing's personality - even if you were his own son, he'd still give you the cold shoulder. So how come he's so fond of you? As for keeping you to open the coffin..."

  Liu Wei-min shook his head and smiled, saying that I overestimated myself. If Huang Jinbai hadn't kept the secret so tightly, he wouldn't have bothered to move this coffin, let alone make preparations for opening it before finding Huang Jinbai. Moreover, he didn't know that Huang Jinbai had been raising a dragon vein, but tonight he relied on the dragon vein to pull out the coffin.

  "At first, I really didn't take advantage of your thoughts, it's just that we both had to find Jie Bai, and pitied you for having a crush on my cousin, so I brought you along. Who would have thought that step by step, it would be you who completes me." Liu Wei Min smiled and said: "This isn't accidental, but was already predetermined."

  When Liu Weimin spoke, I didn't bother to listen carefully, but instead took the opportunity to examine my own body closely at close range. Such a chance to observe oneself up close doesn't come often. Liu Weimin walked over, pushing aside other zombies with his hands and feet, and casually leaned against my shoulder, saying: "Thanks to you, Nalan Yuqing sealed your seventh-rank official position, letting your official luck increase and the Dragon Vein's aura shine upon you. You're almost half a Qing dynasty person. I'm the one who led the Dragon Vein into your body. It discovered that there were eight modern people wearing Qing dynasty clothes around it, which is why it went crazy and forced you all out, taking this coffin with it along the way."

  I stood on tiptoe and looked at the golden wooden coffin standing by the grave, asking in my mouth: "Was it also Laozu Gong who put me in the coffin?"

  Liu Weimin fell into deep thought again and said, "Actually, I still don't know. Especially when I saw you leave the room alone. Nalan Yuqing doesn't have this ability. And before you suffocated to death, someone was discovered on the road of burning coffins, delaying time all along. This should be the dragon pulse changing your fate, making your fortune shine brightly, and your breath not exhausted. It's clear that the official robe was given by Nalan Yuqing. He holds a third-grade official position and can confer upon you a seventh-grade attendant title. But when these two conditions are combined, I don't know if it's him or not. Unless someone is working with him, just like Jing Bai said, there's no one here who has the qualifications to work with him. If he wasn't using you, I wouldn't have been able to withstand his attacks for three rounds that night. The one who injured me was indeed him."

  It's meaningless to talk about these now. I just want to settle things here as soon as possible. If I'm lucky enough to survive, I can take Kong Jiuxiang back and reunite with Wenjing.

  After taking a deep breath, I asked Liu Weimin: "Do you need me to open the coffin now?"

  He nodded and I asked him what the chances of death were.

  Liu Weimin smiled, his smile very gloomy: "It's not that the probability is high, but it's certain death. What I just didn't say is that you need to have no resistance in your heart, so I can bring the dragon pulse here. Now it doesn't matter anymore, you can hold your own body and go over there, knock your head, shed blood, punch and kick, think of a way to open the coffin, if you wait for me to force you, you'll inevitably suffer some hardships."

  I gritted my teeth in hatred, but Liu Weimin turned his back and walked away with a carefree expression, muttering to himself: "Poor little guy, you have no choice, who let your cousin fall into my hands!"

  The appearance of Tian Shi's coffin was only heard from Xu Qi, and this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes.

  The standing coffin is over three meters tall, all made of golden nanmu wood. Before, Qin Feng took me to the antique city to stroll around, and I had some understanding of the price of golden nanmu wood. A piece of wood like this, which is so large, might cost hundreds of thousands or even millions? It's also in line with Longhu Tian Shi's style.

  It was pulled out of the soil, but there wasn't a speck of dust on the coffin. The surface was smooth and cool to the touch, just like a piece of high-quality jade. On the lid of the coffin, an old man with a kind face and long beard was inlaid, his right hand grasping a precious sword placed horizontally on his knees, his left hand making a strange gesture, his legs crossed, sitting on a slanted coffin.

  There wasn't a single nail on the coffin, nor was there even a thread of a seam. Only the side with the carved pattern protruded slightly more than the rest of the coffin, but overall it looked as if someone had whittled out a solid wooden coffin from a whole piece of wood.

  I couldn't possibly shed my own blood for him, so I told Liu Weimin that it was impossible and he had to think of a way himself.

  Liu Weimin stroked his chin, probing: "You sit up and go, that sheep horn dagger will be given to you, as a treasure sword, posing the old ancestor Tian Shi's sitting posture, see what effect it will have."

  "It's too high, I can't climb up."

  The silent Yu doesn't make a sound, but it makes me want to kick him to death, he wants to come and help me!

  Liu Weimin did not object, but Yu Mo and San Shu walked over, and when they passed by Liu Weimin's side, a sudden change occurred.

  Yu suddenly bent down and rushed towards Liu Weimin, shouting wildly: "Wang Zhen, run quickly."

  In a flash, You Wu's shoulder was pressed against Liu Weimin's waist, and he tried to lift him up with his arms around his waist. I rushed over to help, but Liu Weimin's tall body seemed like a giant tree rooted in the ground, unmoving.

  Third sister shouted and stopped us, ran over to pull Yu Wu, Liu Wei Min then backhanded a slap on Yu Wu's back, I saw his face suddenly turn into liver color, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with a thud.

  The next moment, the third sister who was about to grab You Wu suddenly pinched Liu Weimin's neck. Before her fingertips even touched him, Liu Weimin took a deep breath and let out a loud "ha". His massive fist slammed into the third sister's chest, sending her flying faster than she had arrived. Before she could even fall to the ground, Liu Weimin pulled out the whip from his waist and swung it in a circle, its tip wrapping around the third sister's neck with an agility that belied its size.

  She seemed weightless, and Liu Weimin's hand grasped the whip and pulled her back again with a light tug, punching out once more.

  There was a whip made of grass, binding and tying up Third Sister-in-law, who hadn't been knocked flying, but I saw her as if she had been beaten out of her soul, behind her suddenly bursting forth half a very blurry figure, an old lady with a full head of white hair, a painful expression on her face, her lower body still drilling into Third Sister-in-law's body.

  The old lady upstairs in our building, I've been seeing her all along, later appeared at Shifu's home.

  Three words suddenly flashed into my mind - possessed by a ghost.

  I, an ordinary person, had heard of this trivial skill, but in Liu Weimin's eyes, it was apparently not worth mentioning. He continuously punched the Third Sister, each time creating a blurry shadow of an old woman behind her. I grabbed a dagger and rushed over, but Liu Weimin counterattacked with one swift motion, sending me flying three meters away, my cheek swelling up instantly.

  After a few punches, Liu Weimin finally stopped. He stepped on Youwu's head with one foot and pulled out the already unconscious Sanjie with a grass whip, looking around and sneering: "Can a grain of rice shine brightly? Little girl, you were lucky to escape last time, but you dare to show up again without fleeing thousands of miles away? Get out, or I'll crush this little lover's head."

  Liu Weimin stepped on Yu Wu's head, pushing it into the ground. Yu Wu shouted: "Little White Sister, don't worry about me, you run away..."

  The rest of the words were stuck in his throat, Liu Weimin used his toes to viciously grind against You Wu's face several times, I even saw his skin being scraped by sand grains and his eyes swelling into a bloodshot red.

  At this moment, Liu Weimin's face changed completely, and he was even more cruel than before. He looked down at You Wu with a gloomy expression, his feet still in motion, and said in a cold tone: "It's really touching to see such a deep love between you two. I'd like to see if your death here can force that woman out."

  "Hahaha, hahaha." Liu Weimin burst out laughing, his laughter was extremely strange and eerie, like a night owl mourning. He said: "You didn't mention the necklace, I really didn't know that woman was hiding nearby, but you yourself delivered her to my doorstep, it's no wonder I sent you two as a pair of mandarin ducks in exile."

  Don't make any painful cries, it's unclear whether it's due to pain or self-blame. Liu Weimin said again: "Don't be sad, your little white sister will definitely go down to accompany you. Women can't achieve great things, if she hides and suddenly launches a sneak attack, I really would have fallen for it. Unfortunately, at this time, she's still thinking about romantic feelings, sending the token of affection right in front of you. What is she thinking? Her mind is full of you and me, go back and play house."

  Liu Weimin grabbed Youwu's hair, dragging him towards the coffin like a dead dog. I struggled to get up and block his way, but couldn't even see his hand clearly. A sharp pain shot through my face, and everything went black. The next second, I crashed down beside the coffin. Liu Weimin sneered coldly: "You worthless thing, did you think that without me, you wouldn't be able to open the coffin? If it weren't for waiting for that woman to make her move, I would have torn you into eight pieces long ago."

  Standing three meters away from the Heavenly Master's coffin, Liu Weimin released You Wu, threw down San Sao, and with a flick of his foot, picked up the dagger on the ground. He then grabbed my body, his hands like claws, and with a few swift movements, tore apart the clothes on my chest, carving intricate patterns on my skin.

  A sharp knife carved out fine beads of blood, I watched with my eyes wide open as Liu Weimin carved a strange human face pattern on me, and then became even more terrified, I glared with my eyes wide open, roaring "Damn you", but was powerless to stop it, watching the knife being stabbed heavily into my body.

  Unaware of whether his blood was cold or hot, a cluster of blood flowers burst forth from his chest, and with a "plop" sound, they splattered entirely onto the Heavenly Master's coffin.

  It was as if a book had been flipped open, the Heavenly Master's coffin creaked and swung open to the side. I couldn't wait to turn my head and see what kind of monster was inside the coffin.

  Inside the three-meter-long, one-meter-wide golden nanmu coffin, there was another smaller coffin, also shining with gold, without a single wood grain on its body.

  It turned out to be a golden coffin?

  In the gap between the golden coffin and the wooden coffin, a person was lying on their side, with their arm and leg resting on the golden coffin, as if embracing a lover in a deep sleep. However, upon closer inspection, it was discovered that they were wearing official robes, and only half of their body existed.

  It was an old man, and his other half was actually in the coffin. What's even more terrifying is that this half didn't rot, with a face full of wrinkles, but I could barely make out his features, which overlapped with another face in my mind.

  I stared with my mouth agape, looking at Liu Weimin in disbelief. At this time, he was hiding behind me, half of his face emerging from behind my head, identical to the person inside the coffin.