novelraw Chapter 570 - 367: You Sat on Someone’s Coffin~
Chapter 570 - 367: You Sat on Someone’s Coffin~
"Dodge!"
Amidst the frenzied dodging, the searchlights even avoided the hole as everyone scattered forward and backward.
The passage was too narrow; if they didn’t clear some space, they’d be tackled one by one! Even Sui Yi couldn’t free his hands to fight.
Once they scattered, the Green-Haired Rice Dumpling had already leaped out, bringing a pungent stench with it. Its speed was incredibly fast, breaking the common perception of zombies. In the blink of an eye, it pounced towards the fat man retreating on the left side...
"Damn it! Why’s it targeting me? Make some room, you guys behind!" the fat man shouted. His large body shuddered as he tried to move back, but it was impossible; people were blocking his way. With no other choice, he swung his long knife!
Clang!
The blade was deflected by the Rice Dumpling’s arm, bouncing off the wall, and with a lunge, it headed straight for the fat man...
"Don’t come any closer, I have Black Donkey Hoof!"
The fat man took out his protective talisman. The Rice Dumpling indeed slowed its movement, but it pounced again in the blink of an eye.
Even more ferociously than before!
"Crap, it’s useless! The crap Palace Family sold me must be counterfeit from Taobao!"
Swish!
Enraged, the fat man crouched down swiftly and rolled on the ground...
As agile as a monkey... well, a very fat monkey.
But the issue was, with him rolling away, Sui Yi and the others were now directly facing the Green-Haired Rice Dumpling...
With barely half an arm’s length between them, Sui Yi and her group could almost see the two fangs protruding from the Rice Dumpling’s mouth.
The dark green fangs looked like they were coated with poisonous snake venom, emitting green corpse Qi as they exhaled...
This was Corpse Qi!
The first reaction of everyone was to retreat, especially since even someone like Second Master Gong had been grabbed and lost an arm...
However, as they retreated and the fat man was yet to change his prone position on the ground, he looked up to see a pair of long, slender legs crossing over his back. A kick?
NO!
It was... a fierce kick at waist height!
Bang!
The towering Green-Haired Rice Dumpling was instantly kicked against the wall, the force of the blow causing the wall carvings to crumble. With a crackling noise, the stone shards hit the fat man’s face, hurting like hell!
But he didn’t turn his head, instead watching intently as those long legs focused on the Rice Dumpling’s abdomen, with the Demon Que Sword spinning on slender fingertips, its cold light flashing, swish!
A ruthless slice!
Splurt~~~
The skin was as tough as steel, and his long knife hadn’t even scratched it, but now it was torn open, with green corpse fluid spurting out...
Way more toxic than the Corpse Qi!
Dodge!!!
The fat man rolled again...
Third Lady Yin’s form fluttered, gliding over the wall like a gecko, while Mount Mover was more direct. He grabbed onto the wall’s crevices to avoid the others and dashed to the back...
Hiss hiss hiss!
The liquid sprayed onto the walls and the ground, sizzling.
"Roar!"
The Rice Dumpling was incredibly strong, and Sui Yi’s leg couldn’t hold it down, especially when both of its arms were reaching straight for her face...
The sword edge created lingering shadows as it blocked the arms, and Sui Yi’s hands grasped the Rice Dumpling’s arms,
her feet pivoted, her legs straddled, blocking its legs, twisting with a resilient force, and executed an overhead throw...
Crack!
The Rice Dumpling was flung straight back into the dark, narrow path...
Awesome!
Everyone had this single thought.
In their daze, Sui Yi sharply commanded, "It’s not dead yet..."
Right!
That thing had defenses like a fortress; it wouldn’t die that easily. They peered inside to see the Rice Dumpling, thrown seven or eight meters away, already getting back on its feet, ready to leap out again...
"Ah-ha, let this hairy Dumpling show its strength! Die for me!"
Skinny Waist and the fat man, used to getting carried away, now fired their guns into the corridor without hesitation!
Bullets whizzed with sparks flying everywhere...
"Bullets are useless against it unless they’re incendiary or explosive types. Run!" Mount Mover yelled from the side, already sprinting down the inner corridor.
Seeing that, the others hurriedly followed...
Yhan Qingwu covered the rear, her fingers deftly flicking three black marbles into the corridor...
Go!
A boom resonated from behind, extremely intense, and with a twist of her head, Sui Yi could see the smoke billowing from the narrow path...
When the smoke cleared, had Sui Yi still been there, she might have seen the Green-Haired Rice Dumpling standing rigidly, motionless in the darkness, with a dark figure appearing beside it.
Before long, a dark shadow slowly rose from the ground...
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Having run for quite some time and seeing no sign of the rice dumpling creature following, the group leaned against the wall to rest.
Because they had been scared by the sudden appearance of a rice dumpling creature earlier, they immediately lit the wall lamps as soon as they stopped to rest in this tomb chamber.
Only under the bright light of the lamps did they feel somewhat at ease.
"Damn it, I’m so tired. That rice dumpling didn’t follow us, did it?"
The fat man kept looking back at the corridor and around, constantly asking the person next to him.
"No shit, if it had followed us, do you think we’d still be here resting?" Xue the Skillful Hand was indeed fast, and in this respect, even Yhan Qingwu was not much faster than him, and only Sui Yi could surpass him.
Of course, there was also Second Master Gong...
But he was already...
The subordinates of the Palace Family kept a straight face; Xiao Qi looked somber, appearing deep in thought...
"Hey, it’s not that we didn’t want to save your Second Master, but you saw the situation too. If we were bound together, it wouldn’t be enough to satisfy that rice dumpling, only Miss Sui could resist a little..." Skinny Waist’s eyes rolled and his glance slid sleekly over Sui Yi’s Demon Que Sword.
"Miss Sui, your sword seems especially effective against that rice dumpling..."
Known for his slyness, the look in his eyes didn’t always match his heart. Sui Yi glanced easily, the Demon Que Sword Edge turned slightly, a cold light fluttered by Skinny Waist’s eyes, and the man suddenly jumped up, his face paling, and under the half-smiles of others, he forced a laugh, "I’m just saying, I don’t really want your sword... you know, a Divine weapon also depends on who uses it. If I were to use it, I’m afraid it would be no better than a common wood-cutting stick, wouldn’t you say..."
"That’s right," the fat man agreed in a weird tone, before suddenly asking, "Now that Second Master Gong has met with misfortune, how should we proceed next?"
He was looking at Sui Yi as he spoke.
Mount Mover, who always held some say, also looked towards Sui Yi, "I think it’s up to Miss Sui to decide. After all, we did take that money bag. To abandon the task or not is your decision, and as for the money – we’ve only received a third of it thus far. The rest is contingent on us rescuing the person and completing the mission. It’s your own choice..."
He paused, then smiled with an inscrutable countenance, "Besides, you all know who our current employer is... the Palace Family... not the easiest to deal with."
Yeah, as if we need you to tell us!
Third Lady Yin flicked her hair, her laughter bewitching as she said, "I’m a good person."
"I am too!" the fat man raised his hand...
Xue the Skillful Hand laughed and agreed, "Then let’s all follow Miss Sui’s lead... After all, she was the team leader from the start, wasn’t she? Second Master Gong had great respect for you..."
Those words were true.
The Corpse Fluid on the Demon Que flowed slowly along the blade as Sui Yi leaned against the wall, her eyes slightly drooping as she said, "Suit yourselves..."
Well, that was quite nonchalant.
Hardly displaying a leader’s demeanor, but everyone was used to it by now, and without further inquiry, Third Lady Yin turned to Yhan Qingwu, "Hey, Miss Yhan, just now I saw you throw three things, they exploded like bombs... wickedly powerful. Were those the Thunderclap Fires of the Tang Sect?"
"Yes," Yhan Qingwu nodded.
The group looked on with newfound respect.
This lady was probably not just a regular member of the Tang Sect...
With Sui Yi and Yhan Qingwu together, their combined Combat Power was off the charts. Sui Yi seemed to also be familiar with the things beneath the Ancient Tomb, possessing both skills and brute force; indeed, they lacked nothing without a few people...
"Hehe, with both of you here, we can relax a bit more, right?" Skinny Waist said with a chuckle...
"What place is this?" the fat man suddenly asked.
"It looks like a tomb chamber... How come this Ancient Tomb is so large, yet there are so many empty chambers... Strange"
Mount Mover had already stood up. Although he was older, he had a robust spirit. He had been one of the fastest runners earlier, and now he stood up to look around. Suddenly, he turned his face, which bore a mix of grimness and eeriness, and asked, "How many of us were there?"
"Ha, old man, you failed math, didn’t you... or was it the PE teacher who taught you? One, two, three, four, five... twelve people, right?"
As usual, the fat man derisively mocked... Suddenly, as he counted to the last person, landing on Skinny Waist, his expression turned unnatural. He counted again, more seriously this time, and still ended on Skinny Waist...
His chubby finger curved slightly as he said, "It’s twelve people... but..."
"Thirteen," Sui Yi suddenly interjected.
Yhan Qingwu’s fingertips held three Flying Darts, aimed at Skinny Waist, while Sui Yi stood up straight, the cold light of the Demon Que glittering. She fixed her deep gaze on Skinny Waist.
The fat man and others instantly raised their guns... also aiming at him...
"I... I was just saying... I didn’t say anything... hey, what are you guys doing?"
Skinny Waist’s face turned a shade paler, and his body tried to jump up, but... horror filled his face, "I... I can’t stand up, it feels like something is sticking me down... what’s going on!"
He couldn’t get up indeed, but Sui Yi and the others could see his back... a shadow protruded from his own shadow as if something had crawled on top...
Mount Mover slowly moved beside Sui Yi and murmured a sentence.
"Kid, you’re sitting on someone’s sarcophagus... They want to climb onto you... But that sarcophagus isn’t big, almost like a stone stair, probably belongs to a child... Maybe it’s a sacrificed child..."
Only then did Sui Yi and the others notice that the mural beside them contained many details relating to children...
Sacrificing children for burial, such practices were excessively cruel. Who was it that said earlier that the tomb’s owner might adhere to the Confucian Family teachings?
Skinny Waist’s face turned ashen... and then darkened...
This darkness was eerie, his pupils seemed to be exuding black smoke...
His mouth opened, and from it came the innocent voice of a child... indistinct, though resembling some kind of call...
His hand moved, reaching toward Sui Yi and the women...
Moving slowly forward...
As if seeking an embrace...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)