HLnovel Chapter 480 It's good that you're still alive.
Chapter 480 It's good that you're still alive.
Just then, Magistrate Ling, who happened to be walking by, noticed her strange behavior and glanced into the coffin as well.
That one glance almost made his legs go weak and he collapsed to his knees.
His voice trembled as he shouted, "Quick, everyone get out of here—"
The craftsmen didn't care who was lying in the coffin; to them, it was someone who had almost killed them. If it weren't for that young nobleman saving them, they would certainly be dead in this tomb today.
The glazed wall in the distance had collapsed, and the ice coffin rolled down with it. The lid of the ice coffin was smashed open, and the body of the girl sealed inside rolled out, getting wet from the melting ice behind her.
As Lu Yangyang suppressed the intense, strange feeling in her heart and turned to look for Zong Que, this was the scene she witnessed.
Her gaze swept over the curtains hanging in the underground palace. She hurriedly ran over, reached out and pulled down a curtain, wrapped it around the girl's body, and placed it aside. She then used the same method to wrap another girl.
There are more than a dozen corpses here.
I don't know how long it had been sitting there, but when it rolled down, the skin had already started to decompose slightly.
Zong Que walked over, bent down, and together they wrapped up the girls.
At that moment, after more than a dozen ice coffins collapsed, the ice behind them also collapsed, and most of the glazed wall behind them cracked.
Lu Yangyang picked up the girls' corpses and ran outside.
With the help of Prefect Ling and his men, the craftsmen had almost all been moved. Prefect Ling was still shouting to see if anyone had been left behind. After confirming that everyone was out, Prefect Ling hurriedly patted Lu Yangyang and looked at the coffin that was partially exposed.
Lu Yangyang took a deep breath and forcefully pushed the coffin inside.
Without the support of the coffin, the stone door crashed down.
At the same time, the glazed wall inside shattered completely, and mercury poured into the underground palace through the broken glass.
The passage leading out of the underground palace wasn't very wide. Lu Yangyang directed Xu Lang and his men to carefully lift up the bodies of the girls. One of Xu Lang's constables asked, puzzled, "..."
"Boss Lu, why are we moving this? These girls are already..."
These girls had been dead for who knows how long. They had just glanced at them and found that their bodies had been hollowed out and stuffed with unknown spices and herbs. There seemed to be mercury in their mouths and noses, and their bodies, having been frozen for so long, were still emitting a chilling aura, which terrified them.
The craftsmen dared not move forward.
"They were murdered in life, and they deserve to be buried in peace after death. Why should they be buried with the beasts who killed them?" Lu Yangyang wrapped the girls' bodies together with a curtain, carried it herself, and said considerately, worried that they might be frightened.
“If you’re scared, you can carry it.”
The constables: "..."
Looking at their spineless state, Xu Lang gritted his teeth, trembling as he hoisted a body onto his shoulder and kicked the person next to him: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up!"
The henchmen, their hands trembling, lifted the corpses.
The remaining craftsmen knew better than they did about the plight of these poor girls, and they knew that they were originally intended to be buried alive with the deceased. They knew that if they had not been rescued, they would have been left in the underground palace as burial objects as well.
Perhaps out of a sense of shared suffering, the fear they had felt earlier dissipated, and some even stepped forward to help the constables lift the bodies of the girls.
Prefect Ling pointed to two yamen runners who were holding down the terrified Taoist priest Shangqing, and then ordered people to clear a path for the group to leave along the passage.
Prefect Ling and Zong Que were the last to arrive.
Prefect Ling glanced worriedly at Zong Que's face, which was even more pale than paper. Even though Zong Que tried his best to suppress the blood from his lips, he couldn't stop it from flowing out.
He glanced cautiously at Lu Yangyang in front of him, then lowered his voice and asked Zong Que, "Young Master, can you still hold on?"
Zong Que didn't have the strength to reply, he just nodded slightly.
Just then, Lu Yangyang suddenly came back and walked up to Zong Que without saying a word. Just as Zong Que was about to speak, Lu Yangyang raised her hand and stuck a needle into his neck. Zong Que swayed and fell straight down.
The magistrate was so frightened that he rushed to help him up.
"Xu Lang, carry him on your back!" Lu Yangyang called out to Xu Lang.
Xu Lang felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly handed the body he was carrying over to others, rushed over, and excitedly carried Zong Que on his back.
Seeing Lu Yangyang's tense expression, Prefect Ling hesitated to speak, but dared not utter a sound.
The group wandered through the passage for a long time before finally emerging. Luo Jing had already led his men up the mountain, but worried about Lu Yangyang and the others, he left some people behind to meet them. With their help, Prefect Ling arranged for the craftsmen to descend the mountain in batches using the iron chains suspended on the cliff face.
By the time they were all safely brought down the mountain, it was already dark.
After everyone had left, Lu Yangyang climbed up the iron chain to the crevice behind the tree on the cliff, moved the disguised branches aside, and Xiu Niang, who was huddled in the corner, looked up in surprise.
"elder sister!"
Xiu Niang shivered from the cold in the crevice of the rock. All afternoon, she heard countless sounds of weapons clashing, and even saw people fall from the mountain and get caught on tree branches, their faces unrecognizable.
She had never seen anything like it before.
Terrified, she dared not move. Many times, she worried that she had been discovered and dared not even cry. Time seemed to stretch on endlessly. From the time she was dressed in her wedding dress last night until now, a day and a night had passed without a drop of water. She was hungry and scared, and many times she thought that no one would come to save her.
I even thought that maybe I could just jump off here and find relief.
But when she thought of the person who had placed her here, and of her bright eyes and the firm tone in which she told her to wait for her, she regained a little strength and tried her best to wait.
And then she actually came.
Xiu Niang's tears immediately blurred her vision. Although it was already dark, in the pale moonlight, she seemed to see the rising sun.
She really came to save her.
I didn't lie to her.
Looking at her face, which was covered in smears, Lu Yangyang reached out and pulled her up. "Don't be afraid, come on, I'll take you down!"
Xiu Niang grabbed her hand, trying to get up, but having been tucked in that crevice for too long, her legs were already stiff and she couldn't get up at all. She cried out, "Sister, my legs are numb."
Lu Yangyang quickly leaned over and pulled her onto his back, letting her wrap her arms around his neck.
As I carried her on my back, both of our stomachs growled with hunger at the same time.
On the silent stone wall, the gurgling sound echoed again, quite disrespectfully.
Xiu Niang's nose stung with tears, and her cool face pressed against Lu Yangyang's hair as she murmured softly.
"It's good that you're still alive."