Book 3: Chapter 59: Poisoning

Book 3: Chapter 59: Poisoning

I threw Ping Lians head into the coffin liquid and breathed a sigh of relief. Ping Lians eyes slowly returned to normal as his head sank to the bottom of the coffin liquid.

My hands and armpits were covered in mucus, and a pure black blood was gushing out from Ping Lians wound. It was giving off an indescribable stench as it dyed the coffin liquid a strange black color.

I sighed. There was no place on my body that was clean now that everything was stained with these disgusting things.

At this time, however, I found that Ping Lians blood was too smelly. It was so smelly, in fact, that I couldn't even open my eyes. The whole space was filled with an extremely strong ammonia-like smell, so I tried to take smaller breaths. But I found that the smell made the air become almost like a tangible thing. As it was sucked into my lungs, I could feel my nose hairs being corroded.

I found a corner and squatted down. I wanted to continue holding out for as long as I could, but I found that my eyes were starting to blur. Not good, I said to myself. This smell is probably poisonous.

There wasnt enough time to waste checking on the situation outside, so I tilted my head, put my shoulders against the coffin lid, and tried lifting it up.

The lid was very heavyin fact, it was difficult for a single person to open itbut I had done special training and knew the secret to uniting the strength in your waist and legs so that you could exert more force.

Face turning red with the effort, I pushed hard on the coffin lid until a gap was revealed bit by bit. I immediately put my nose to it and took a deep breath of the air outside. But the coffin was so smelly that my skin started to itch. I immediately exerted my strength and lifted the coffin lid until I could get out. Then, I quickly used one hand to raise my flashlight to my cheek and looked around.New novel chapters are published on

Fatty, Poker-Face, and the giant corpse were gone. It was quiet all around.

I couldnt think too much about what was going on and just focused on getting out of the coffin first. Then, I immediately pushed the lid back on the coffin again.

The smell faded and the irritating sensation on my body immediately began to ease. As expected, there was a problem with the smell.

I sniffed myself. Although I didnt feel itchy anymore, I still smelled terrible. I figured I was probably covered in a mixture of about seven or eight kinds of disgusting things.

I gripped the knife at my back as I stuck close to the edge of the coffin and listened to my surroundings. They might have taken the fight somewhere else but I couldn't hear any sounds. And I couldnt see anything even after sweeping my flashlight around the area.

I quietly followed the mark and soon saw that it led to the front of the mural with the dark spot on it.

The mark disappeared in front of the mural.

I stared blankly for a moment and then looked down at Poker-Face and Fatty's footprints. Sure enough, their footprints also disappeared.

Fuck me.

Well, I guess its kind of interesting, I said to myself. Did they go into the wall? Is this not a dark spot but a black hole?

I touched it with my hand and found that it was absolutely impossible to get in. Then I looked at it with my peripheral vision and found that I couldn't see anything at all. This time, there was nothing in the dark spot.

The underground palace was very quiet. I looked back and saw that there were a lot of figurines, but I couldnt see everything clearly. Without Fatty talking, the surrounding coldness seemed to rush right at me.

Then my eyes started to hurt and I found that things became blurred. I also noticed a coppery taste in my mouth. When I wiped at it, I found that I had a nosebleed.

I kept wiping it with my hands but the bleeding wouldnt stop. Then I saw that my nails had turned black. I touched them and found that they seemed to be falling off.

Poisoned.

I cursed in my heart as I immediately returned to the coffin. Its corpse poisoning. I took off my clothes as I walked, returning to the edge of the coffin completely naked. I dropped to the ground, immediately gathered all the dust around me, and then started rubbing it on my body.

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Yep, there it is. One named Wu Xie simply cannot go into a tomb without getting naked (sucks he's poisoned, though)