SFS Chapter 670 Breaking the Coffin
Chapter 670 Breaking the Coffin
Chapter 670 Breaking the Coffin
"What do we do now?"
After the coffin lid pressed down on his face, Yun Shili pushed it twice more, but found that he couldn't move it at all, as if the coffin lid had been nailed shut long ago. So he simply saved his strength and asked a question.
The person he was asking was none other than the Jade Tail Immortal.
Seeing that Brother Yun was getting a little sluggish again, Yuwei could only remind him once more, "Take a look in the mirror."
"Huh?" Yun Shili was about to ask, "What are you going to do with this pitch black light?" but then he remembered that he was indeed carrying a tinderbox.
In this situation, he didn't care whether he would accidentally burn his eyebrows; he simply held up the mirror with one hand and rubbed a tinderbox with the other.
Then he saw... himself in the mirror, his eyes closed.
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Night, in the "inn lobby".
The location is the same, but in this "hall" in front of us, there are no longer tables, chairs, or counters; instead, there are dozens of coffins arranged closely together.
And the waiters who had been missing for a long time, as well as their manager, all appeared here now.
Clearly, Yun Shili had been running around the inn, tearing down doors and doing somersaults, but no one, including the staff or other guests, had been disturbed by him... This was definitely not because he was lucky.
The real reason is that the other people in this inn are either ghosts disguised as shopkeepers, or, like him, lambs to the slaughter who have already been laid in their coffins but are unaware of it.
The victims' bodies were actually imprisoned from the beginning, but their minds believed they were living in an inn.
That's why... even in the afternoon, the sky outside the inn is never sunny, and no one ever goes out.
Even though some people had considered leaving, they ultimately did not actually do so for various reasons.
This is why... many anomalies that shouldn't have been ignored were simply overlooked by everyone; such as the name of the inn, the abnormally large space inside the inn, and the various noises made by Yun Shili, etc.
Of course, if we follow Yun Shili's perspective, it's not hard to see that what Yuwei did all night was to guide Yun Shili and the four of them, Tang, Xu, Ma, and Cao, to break free from this "imprisonment".
When Yun Shili "fell" into that coffin, he was not actually imprisoned, but rather released.
Looking in the mirror, Yun Shili felt as if he had arrived at the pincer-shaped intersection of the two memory lines of reality and illusion. At this moment, a large number of "ignored" memories and anomalies gradually emerged clearly in his mind.
He remembered: this was not Lai'an County, but a strange and difficult-to-traverse mountain forest.
His fast horse was indeed tired, but in this desolate wilderness, where would he find a horse trader to replace it? He simply abandoned the horse and walked because it refused to go any further.
Later, it got dark, and he found a place to meditate and rest. In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, he seemed to see lights in the distance. Then he followed the light to a deserted village in the mountains and entered the largest house in the village...
"Brother, this is quite a haul today," a waiter said to the shopkeeper. "I bet we'll get a good share too, won't we?"
"Of course!" the shopkeeper replied with beaming eyes. "Now, our king is only missing the 'tiger's fate' to become an immortal, so the king can use these people who don't fit the fate to have a feast, and the rest are ours."
"Sigh... but this is really strange..." the waiter said gossipingly, his eyes gleaming. "Ever since our king released that family of three to hunt that tiger and failed, so many people have come and gone, and not only have we not been blessed with a tiger's life, but we haven't even had a tiger in our names or been born with the character '寅' in our birth charts. Could this be...?"
"What heaven?" The shopkeeper knew the boy was going to talk about "heavenly justice" or "divine retribution," so he interrupted him directly, "If you keep talking nonsense, you'll have your tongue stuck out!"
"Yes, yes, yes, it was my fault for being so talkative, I deserve to be punished..." The waiter realized that he had been carried away and had spoken out of turn, so he quickly backed down.
Ladies and gentlemen, it's not hard to tell from their conversation that these people were not good people even before they became treacherous ghosts.
Years ago, this group of people did indeed run a shady business in Suzhou, which was actually an inn and a coffin shop, back to back.
The city of Suzhou was filled with shops, and no one would think that there was any connection between the shops facing two different streets. Little did they know that from the beginning, the two shops were run by the same group of people. The walls inside their shops were all knocked down, and a secret door was opened to allow direct access.
Although this gang didn't actually turn guests into food, they certainly didn't shy away from murder for money, rape, and silencing witnesses. Basically, they would harm people at the inn and then use the coffin shop to dispose of them.
They did this for more than three years without being exposed, because in those days it was really too difficult to find missing persons.
One day, the coffin shop owner, who was also the second-in-command of the gang, got drunk and said something inappropriate that caught the attention of a constable who happened to be on a business trip in Suzhou.
This constable was none other than Na Yue Youque.
As a result, the criminal gang was dismantled in less than two days, and the vast majority of its members were brought to justice.
However, the leader of this group, the innkeeper in front of us, had received word of the arrest operation before it even began, thanks to the "connections" he had cultivated with the government.
He decided to abandon all his men almost without hesitation in order to buy himself more time to escape.
If he hadn't realized how little he could carry when he made off with the valuables, he wouldn't have even bothered to call on the few henchmen who were currently following him.
Fortunately, although he and his henchmen escaped the law, they ultimately fell into the clutches of the demon and became its accomplices in the mountains.
However, even the tiger spirits of Zhimaling did not expect that these few would adapt so quickly and thoroughly after their "identity change". They not only called him "Great King" repeatedly, but also worked with ease and enthusiasm.
Over the years, thanks to the blood and flesh essence left over from the tiger spirit's consumption, the shopkeeper and his waiters have also grown stronger. Now, the energy and spirit on their faces are almost indistinguishable from those of living people.
Those familiar with our series of books should know that it is often at this critical juncture that fate comes to take them away.
dong dong dong-
Suddenly, a knocking sound rang out.
The shopkeeper and several waiters were startled by the sound and turned to look in the direction of the noise.
"Huh? What's going on here? How come someone is banging on the coffin lid inside? This has never happened before," a waiter muttered.
"Hmm... that's a bit strange..." The shopkeeper pondered, his feet already moving closer to the coffin. "But from what I heard... those knocks weren't very hard. Maybe the person inside was trying to turn over but bumped into something?"
Snapped!
A second later, before the shopkeeper could finish speaking, an invisible force burst out from the coffin, tearing a large gash in the thick coffin lid.
Only then did the shopkeeper realize that those light taps earlier were just the people inside testing the hardness and thickness of the wooden planks before the actual attack...
Just as the shopkeeper was stunned, Yun Shili's hands reached out from the opening and smashed and pried apart a large section of the coffin lid.
This scene was truly absurd, because the ghosts standing there looking somewhat helpless resembled victims in a horror movie, watching a monster approach step by step, while Yun Shili, who was tearing apart the coffin, was the monster.
"Drink!" Soon, Yun Shili had broken the coffin lid to a degree that allowed him to crawl out. He then let out a soft shout and leaped out through the opening.
At this time, there were some oil lamps and candles lit in the hall, so after Yun Shili came out, he only glanced around quickly and saw the shopkeeper and several waiters standing not far away by the dim light.
"Grab him!" The shopkeeper was a little panicked at this moment, because this was the first time he had ever seen someone escape from a coffin, so he shouted this without thinking.
But in reality, if he hadn't shouted that, Yun Shili wouldn't have been sure whether he and those waiters were friends or enemies, since they looked no different from living people.
But now that the shopkeeper has already called out, and he even led the charge, how can Brother Yun be polite to you guys?
The next second, several sharp sounds were heard, and the Illusion Cloud Blade was unleashed.
It's worth mentioning here that although the shopkeeper and the waiters were all "cousins," they had physical bodies. As mentioned above, they were the type who were very enthusiastic about being accomplices to the tiger, so they gained the tiger spirit's trust. The tiger spirit used the victims it had eaten to feed them, allowing them to slowly develop flesh and blood bodies, which made it easier for them to manage the coffin shop on a physical level.
However, the fact that they "have a physical body" is not a good thing for these ghosts right now.
In front of a master like Yun Shili, only things that are "unreachable" are troublesome. What is there to fear about flesh and blood? Today, even in the Raccoon City Police Department, Brother Yun can fight his way out with his bare hands.
And that was indeed the case... Under Yun Shili's attack, those few ghostly creatures were quickly beaten to a pulp and fell to the ground.
Of course, they were already "dead," this only damaged their flesh and blood and cultivation, it did not truly destroy them, but Yun Shili had bought enough time.
Seeing that the threat had been temporarily averted, Yun Shili immediately pounced on the other side of the room, where there was a coffin placed against the wall, and next to the coffin stood a wrought iron rod.
Yun Shili ran over, grabbed the stick, and started hitting the coffin lid.
Bang!
The sound of this first slam was very different from the sound that Brother Yun had made when he smashed the coffin. It was as if he had not only shattered the wooden planks, but also broken some kind of invisible force.
This "power" is clearly what keeps the person inside the coffin in a state of "spiritual wandering".
clap clap-
From the second strike onwards, the sound of the wooden planks hitting the ground returned to normal, and Yun Shili, who was outside, easily and quickly smashed open the second coffin.
And the person lying in this coffin, unsurprisingly, was Cao Weier, the owner of this iron rod, and she woke up almost at the same time that Yun Shili smashed open the coffin lid.