Crown Jewels

Chapter 81 Another False Alarm

Song Yan was shocked.

The scene in the dream, together with everything I saw today.

The words of "Prince Gong" outside seemed to be the lead to unravel the mystery, and the question that had troubled him had been answered.

but……

Song Yan's heart followed, and Gu Baozhu's shivering body jumped violently.

In the dark, in the unclear line of sight.

Gu Baozhu originally looked into her own eyes, but suddenly lost focus, as if she had fallen into a deep and terrifying nightmare, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The space between the two sides seems to be able to isolate everything, and the gentle voice from outside came again.

"correct,……"

Hidden in the darkness, Prince Gong's eyes narrowed, he was fixed on the coffin lying on the ground, and the corners of his lips mocked.

"I'm thinking, let you lie here all alone, it really insults your status, otherwise..."

"Prince Gong" lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then kindly said:
"The ancestral grave of the Gu family, I'm not going to let you go back."

"The world is so big, how can there be no room for lonely souls and wild ghosts?"

The face of "Prince Gong" was covered in gloom, as if he was thinking.

"How about Xiangji Mountain—"

"Although the population is sparsely populated, at least it will let you go to the ground to rest in peace, so you won't be a lonely soul, right?"

The cave is empty and quiet, only the sound of dripping water piercing the stone seems to be responding.

"Prince Gong" took a deep look at the coffin, and after a while, took out the fire pocket in his sleeve.

The extinguished fire was turned on again, and "Prince Gong" returned to his usual gentle appearance.

With a flick of his sleeves, he was gentle and graceful, and walked out in a leisurely manner.

However, at the corner of the secret passage, the man's footsteps paused slightly, his face darkened, and the hand that was caressing the jade wrench suddenly stopped.

Lifting the fire folder in his hand a little higher, he saw a dark shadow reflected on the stone wall.

The shadow looked ferocious, like a black and white impermanence from the underworld, with a blue face and fangs.

"Prince Gong" turned around slowly, looked towards the coffin with the faint light of the fire, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, he turned his back again, and walked out of the dark passage.

Sensing that the footsteps leaving seemed incoherent, Song Yan lowered his eyes.

The sound of boulders moving was heard again, Song Yan distracted himself and looked towards Gu Baozhu.

I saw her biting her fingers to keep herself from making any sound.

Gu Baozhu was stunned for a long while, then suddenly he pulled out his sleeve, as if looking for a book, wanting to see...

Another person lying in the coffin.

Seeing this, Song Yan sighed lightly, raised his hands to stop Gu Baozhu's movements.

Seeing Gu Baozhu looking towards him, Song Yan held Gu Baozhu's shoulders, shook his head slightly at her, and gestured for silence.

He always felt that things didn't seem to be over yet.

The air in the coffin was originally unable to circulate.

If a fire breaks out and something happens later, there is no guarantee that the two of them will not suffocate to death.

If so...

That would be a bit too aggrieved to die.

Sensing Song Yan's hint, Gu Baozhu pursed her lips, and leaned on Song Yan's chest again, without unnecessary movements.

The two quietly waited for dozens of breaths.

really……

The dull sound of boulders moving.

Although it was very light, it was accurately captured by Song Yan.

then.

Deliberately lowered footsteps, slower breathing.

After a while, the figure of "Prince Gong" returned to the secret passage.

Followed by five or six attendants who had withdrawn earlier.

"Prince Gong" glanced at the still empty tunnel, looking at the gap under the coffin, a gentle voice resounded in the darkness, to the ears of Song Yan and Gu Baozhu inside the coffin, it was like a ghost talisman urging them to die.

"Search!"

"Under the coffin!"

As these words came out, Song Yan and Gu Baozhu looked into each other's eyes, and their bodies trembled slightly.

"Prince Gong" may have discovered something.

Then, suddenly, the torch was lit.

The guards, who could have moved lightly, no longer had any scruples. Holding the torches, they bent down and stuck their heads into the gap.

After a while, a square-faced guard struggled to get up from the ground, and looked anxiously at the gloomy "Prince Gong".

"My lord—my lord—"

"Under the coffin, there is no one."

After saying this, the square-faced attendant immediately lowered his head, fearing that he would not be able to bear the anger of "Prince Gong".

But at this time in this environment.

Silence seems to be more tormenting than scolding.

Finally, another attendant got up from the ground in one piece, with surprise in his eyes.

"My lord! The servant found such a thing down there."

As he said that, the guards with big and small eyes bowed their heads and respectfully handed the evil ghost mask to Prince Gong with flattery in their eyes.

The square-faced guard snorted silently when he saw the big and small eyes asking for credit.

Taking advantage of the firelight, "Prince Gong" carefully looked at the evil ghost mask in his hand, his face was uncertain.

Such evil ghost masks are usually crudely made in the market and used to make children happy, and they are everywhere on the street.

There is no way to expect to find out what is behind this line.

but……

"Prince Gong" narrowed his eyes, and the jade wrench in his hand turned faster.

This also shows.

Under the coffin, there were indeed people hiding.

Ignoring the attendants kneeling on the ground, "Prince Gong" looked at the coffin on the ground, trying to figure it out.

After a while, his gaze was withdrawn from the gap below.

The flickering fire light fell on the man's face even more uncertain.

After a long silence, the gentle voice sounded again, Prince Gong casually pointed to the square-faced guard beside him and said.

"you--"

"Open the coffin!"

Seeing "Prince Gong" pointing at him, the square-faced guard hurriedly responded, nodded to the two brothers behind him, and walked towards the coffin.

Although the guard looked calm on his face, his legs under the robe were trembling slightly, and he cursed secretly in his heart.

What are these things?

Digged people's coffins twice in one day, and spread them all by myself!

How could anyone dare to hide here?

Could it be that the prince is old and confused?

In the coffin, Gu Baozhu half leaned against Song Yan's arms, beside the cold bones.

When he heard the word "open the coffin" again, Gu Baozhu's body nestled in Song Yan's arms moved.

Song Yan's eyes glistened with ice, and he tightened his hands around Gu Baozhu's waist.

With his left hand behind him, he took out the dagger from the back of his boots, clutching the handle tightly, with a penetrating chill in his eyes.

By this time, Song Yan was very calm.

If there is really no way to escape...

Then, just be prepared.

The two of them stared at the gap between the coffin and the inner and outer coffins, and the sound of friction between the inner and outer coffins sounded slowly, which was so dull and long that it made people panic.

Both Song Yan and Gu Baozhu subconsciously held their breath.

Just now.

In the silent passageway, there was suddenly the sound of the waiter's footsteps, accompanied by a panting but passionate voice.

"Report-"

"My lord, please report urgently to the seventh son!"

"Prince Gong"'s attention was instantly attracted by the word "Seventh Young Master".

The blackness of the coffin was like a beast that could eat people. Before he could poke his head in, the guard's mind had already appeared in the mind of the mutilated zombie's face illuminated by the fire when he opened the coffin for the first time.

Taking advantage of Prince Gong's attention being attracted, the square-faced guard turned his back and closed his eyes, looking into the coffin casually.

What's so good about the bones of the dead?

Besides, it's pitch black, what can you see?
Song Yan tightly held the dagger in his hand, staring darkly at the square-faced guards outside.

But after all the calculations, the guard's eyes were tightly closed when he poked his head in, and he just waited perfunctorily for a while, and then he poked his head away without even lifting his eyelids.

Song Yan was a little dazed!

Gu Baozhu's eyes also showed some disbelief.

There really is such good luck.

　Meet such a guard,

　　What kind of luck are these two against the heavens.

　　Hahahaha
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