Chapter 3: Resurrection from the Dead

When the words fell, there was a snap, and it must have been a slap in the face from some unlucky guy.

Although Yun Qixi's situation was very dangerous at the moment, she still couldn't help but want to laugh, especially remembering that when she ran away just now, no one was so calm.

Knock, knock, knock.

The sudden sound silenced the entire burial chamber.

Yun Qixi suddenly felt creepy. Because, she could clearly hear the sound coming from the sarcophagus beside her.

All eyes were on the sarcophagus.

"Yes, there are voices." A trembling voice said.

"He, he's not going to be in this coffin, is he?" Some people speculate with trepidation.

"Go, open the coffin." A man was kicked over and touched the sarcophagus.

"This, this ......" The man took several steps back in fright.

"Useless stuff." The brutal male voice rebuked and strode towards the sarcophagus.

At this time, the position where they were standing was only a coffin distance away from Yun Qixi.

"Damn, it's so heavy, come up a few, push it away."

The man tried to push the lid of the coffin and cursed.

Yun Qixi felt that the voice was above her head, so she tried her best to lower her body, so that she could get closer to Shan Liancheng. But she can't care so much at the moment, isn't there a saying called special treatment in special circumstances?

At this time, the sound in the coffin seemed to be gone, and when they vigorously pushed the coffin lid open, the torch was raised and shone inside.

"Ah......h

Even more terrible screams rang out from the tomb.

Five seconds later, everyone escaped the burial chamber. All that was left was the jumping shadow of the torch thrown on the ground on the stone wall in a panic.

What's in the sarcophagus? Why would they be scared like that?

Yun Qixi lay on Shan Liancheng's body, and he didn't have the courage to move for the time being.

Before, she never believed that there were ghosts in this world, but since the time travel, she had to start looking at these idealistic things again.

"Help......

A faint voice came from the sarcophagus, small but still audible because the chamber was so quiet.

Yun Qixi was secretly shocked and glanced at Shan Liancheng. She wished he could say something so she knew she wasn't alone.

However, he collapsed at the moment, lying on the ground with his eyes closed, motionless, only the sound of even breathing proved that he was still alive.

"Help......

The voice sounded again, which convinced Yun Qixi that it was not an auditory hallucination.

Could it be that these two young ladies have come back from the dead? Or is there something she has to do with her, so her soul refuses to leave?

Shan Liancheng still closed his eyes and did not move, Yun Qixi was more curious than afraid, and raised his head little by little.

Listening to this voice, even if it's a ghost, it's a weak ghost with no attack power, and she's afraid of a fart.

After doing a good job of psychological construction, she turned on the small flashlight and slowly stood up.

Taking a deep breath, she had the audacity to shine the light of her flashlight into the sarcophagus.

This......

There is still blood on her cheeks, and beads of sweat on her forehead, this second lady is not dead yet?

But what surprised her was not this, what surprised her was that this second lady looked exactly like her?

The sudden light made the second lady's eyelashes tremble, frowning as if in pain, and called out "help" weakly.

Yun Qixi stepped forward and took her pulse.

There is still a faint pulse, but I am afraid that there is only the last breath left.

"You ......"

As soon as Yun Qixi wanted to say something, the second lady in the sarcophagus grabbed her hand, and Yun Qixi's flashlight fell into the sarcophagus with a "snap".

The second lady opened her eyes with difficulty, looked at her through the scattered firelight, and the hands that grabbed Yun Qixi were very tight, like grasping the last straw to save her life.

"Are you another me? Did God send me my last wish? The second lady's voice was like a gossamer, but there was a kind of excitement like returning to the light.

Although she is not dead, judging from the pulse, she is powerless to return to the sky.

Not only the same name, but also the same face. Yun Qixi fell into doubt.

Could it be that she was in her past life?

"What are your last wishes?" Yun Qixi asked.

A layer of mist appeared in the second lady's eyes, and her brows were entangled in pain.

"Three days later, it was the day when I married His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and my brother Ziyin, who promised me ten miles of red makeup and a glorious life. All I want is to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated. But now it seems that my fate with him in this life is over. ”

As she spoke, she trembled and took out a silk handkerchief from the placket of her clothes and stuffed it into Yun Qixi's hand.

"When I die, Brother Ziyin will be sad, I don't want him to be sad. Day by day, I embroidered all my feelings for him into this silk cloth. The girl will give it to him on my behalf, and become the crown princess on my behalf, and let him be alive when I am alive, okay? ”

Marry on her behalf? This, isn't it?

Besides, how could she, a crown princess who married on behalf of her, suddenly die when she was about to get married? Is it a coincidence or a conspiracy?

Yun Qixi has always been accustomed to a carefree life, and her life should be a farming book to make a fortune, and it will never be a house fight.