I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 722: The Coffin Under the Soil_1

Chapter 722: Chapter 722: The Coffin Under the Soil_1

"What are you doing!?"

Two youths hurriedly pounced over, while you turned your head and glared at them!

The Sen Luo Curse Mark in their pupils suddenly flashed, and immediately their bodies halted halfway in their rush, the same counterclockwise rotating Sen Luo Curse Mark appearing in their eyes.

"Go home and get a hoe. Dig this pit out."

The fire in the village was quickly extinguished. As the few criminal policemen, including Xian Qianling, looked at the charred houses with soot-covered faces and sighed deeply, a middle-aged woman frantically started yelling, "Someone come quick! Hurry up! Hurry!"

The villagers and the criminal policemen, whose nerves were already on edge, once again felt a violent trembling in their hearts. But when they rushed to the entrance of the village with various firefighting tools, they found that there was no fire at all.

You were sitting on a bench with your legs crossed, while two robust men from the village stood on top of the dirt mound that the villagers refused to speak of and swung their hoes with vigor.

"What are you doing!"

The village chief rushed up first: "Stop right now!"

The two youths continued to silently swing their hoes as if they had not seen the village chief at all.

The village chief was about to have someone stop them when you slowly stood up and snapped your fingers at the air.

"Snap."

"Huh?"

The two villagers blinked in confusion. Realizing they were standing in the pit, they cried out in panic and scrambled away.

"How’s it looking?"

Xian Qianling came over at that moment.

"Get two people down there to remove the coffin lid."

"Coffin?"

Hearing this, Xian Qianling couldn’t help but glance at the dirt pit still covered with soil.

"Chief, that guy knows witchcraft!"

"Yes, yes, just now he... he glared at us, and then, then we just... didn’t know anything anymore."

The two robust men hurriedly explained to the village chief, while the villagers, along with the chief, looked at you and Xian Qianling and the other criminal policemen with a strange gaze.

"Hey, Crazy Woman, hurry it up. After we finish this job, you can all go back. Once it gets dark, these mountain roads are not suitable for driving."

Before Xian Qianling could speak, Sun Mingyu rolled up his sleeves and walked to the edge of the pit with another male criminal policeman. The two exchanged a glance and jumped down without hesitation.

The pit was not deep, roughly three meters, which had been frantically dug out with your help by the two robust men.

"Thud!"

As Sun Mingyu and his colleague landed in the pit, they heard a dull thud from beneath their feet coming from the wooden boards.

"Hey, there really is something down here!"

The policeman glanced at Xian Qianling standing at the edge.

Xian Qianling nodded, took a crowbar from the hand of a nearby policeman, and threw it to him.

"Be careful."

"Right!"

The two men nodded.

The detective team led by Xian Qianling was famously efficient throughout Jiangzhe Province. Especially over the past half a year, they had cracked a variety of bizarre cases, solving many unsolvable cases assigned to them.

Moreover, just before the New Year, the Huaxia Police Headquarters had issued a new order: Every homicide case must be solved!

Therefore, this naturally put enormous psychological pressure on the detectives.

However, the detective team that Xian Qianling led was different. Everyone there was full of vigor. For example, take Zhang Zifeng. Recently, he had gone to the Eastern Sea as external support, assisting the local detectives there in solving cases.

Sun Mingyu and his colleague were gentle as they began to dig, using their hands to push aside the soil beneath their feet.

Shortly after, a dark brown plank came into view.

Xian Qianling tossed another shovel and broom down, and the two quickly cleared out a Yuanbao-shaped coffin.

At this moment, the villagers exploded into an uproar.

"Village Chief, what’s going on? Didn’t you say a fox spirit lived down there?"

"What fox spirit? What confused fox spirit would live inside a coffin!"

"It’s clearly a ghost claiming our lives!"

Noisy!

So noisy!

The open space outside the village suddenly turned into a marketplace.

You glanced at Xian Qianling and, understanding what needed to be done, retrieved a gun from your pocket and fired a shot into the sky with a "bang!"

As expected, the villagers quickly fell silent.

Xian Qianling turned to look at you, raising an eyebrow.

You shrugged and said to the villagers, "Everyone, please listen to me. This matter may not be as straightforward as it seems. But rest assured that from here on out, no one else will get hurt or die."

Then you turned and walked to the edge of the pit, and, without showing any concern for the villagers’ shocked gazes, you released five Yellow Vermilion Charms from your pocket.

The Yellow Vermilion Charms formed a staircase, and you stepped firmly on them, descending into the pit.

"Is this young man a Heavenly Master from Mount Longhu?"

As the Village Chief spoke, his entire body trembled, and his voice quivered oddly, sounding very strange.

Surprised, you turned to look at the Village Chief, not quite understanding why his reaction was so strong.

"Pry it open."

Sun Mingyu nodded his head, and together with his colleague, they used crowbars to pry open the coffin lid.

After the lid was pried open, a nauseating stench wafted out.

Sun Mingyu and his colleague stumbled back, covering their noses and furrowing their brows.

Meanwhile, you were already accustomed to the smell, having faced a world of zombies within the array barrier before. That stench was truly disgusting—it seemed as though it could penetrate into one’s body with every breath, get absorbed by the cells, and diffuse a nauseating odor throughout.

Bowing your head, you now saw two people before you.

Yes, dead people.

Interestingly, these two corpses weren’t ancient inhabitants; they had died no more than thirty to forty years ago.

Looking up, you said to Xian Qianling, "Hey, Crazy Woman, did you guys bring a forensic expert this time?"

Sun Mingyu quickly responded, "Chairman Li, I have taken courses in forensic medicine."

"Oh? That’s fortunate. Could you help estimate the time of death for these two?"

Sun Mingyu nodded and began to carefully observe and compare.

Meanwhile, you turned and used the Yellow Charms to ascend back to the surface.

Once you emerged, you found yourself enveloped in a multitude of gazes; most of them filled with awe and horror.

Although we live in a scientific society today, there is still far too much in reality that cannot be explained by science.

Moreover, the concept of science has only existed for two thousand years—how then can we explain the events that occurred before that time?

Recalling childhood memories, if someone asked a question you didn’t know the answer to, people would often use "Because, that’s the scientific reason" as an excuse. Now that I think about it carefully, so-called science often seems to be a far-fetched association.