Chapter 79: 77 Identical

77 Identical

Whether Yu Lianyun's intuition would lead them toward the danger of death or toward the unknown they sought was a fifty-fifty probability; He Jia'an and the others did not overthink it, and soon decided to follow Yu Lianyun's intuition to investigate.

After passing through several winding corridors and experiencing several nearly identical cross-corridors, He Jia'an and the others finally arrived at the entrance of a tightly shut room; the door was covered in numerous claw marks and slippery, sticky, unidentified liquid, as if a loyal dog in the throes of love had been venting its longing and resentment for something behind the door.

After failing to break the door down with kicks and shoulder charges, He Jia'an took out the remaining micro-explosives and straightforwardly blew the room's door open.

After the door was blown open, He Jia'an and the others heard terrifying and strange howls suddenly echoing throughout the palace, followed by bursts of beast-like roars, and high-frequency footsteps continuously approaching from all parts of the palace.

"Time to move," He Jia'an said in a low voice, and then the three of them stepped into this room that had been deliberately sealed off.

The room was not large, about forty square meters, resembling a storage room; inside were many objects covered in white cloth, the most eye-catching of which were the four coffins in the room.

"Why are there coffins here?" Li Yingqi was startled; the Daughter of Gluttony couldn't possibly be a vampire, could she? Could she actually be thinking of sleeping in these coffins?

"There are names written on each coffin." Yu Lianyun gathered her courage to step forward and examine them, discovering that metal plates were nailed onto the variously styled coffins, with characters engraved on the metal plates; although the fonts differed, the handwriting was the same, and the text was all in the language of the Shenzhou Region, only some were fonts used only in ancient times.

The name on one of the coffins was quite familiar, and Li Yingqi read it out with a look of surprise: "Xieli."

"That's the name of the female assassin; this coffin is for the female assassin." He Jia'an immediately recognized the purpose of the coffin; he immediately tried to open it, but the lid was nailed down tight, and it was only with the help of Li Yingqi and Yu Lianyun that they finally managed to open the coffin and see the condition of the corpse inside.

When they saw the person lying in the coffin, the three of them widened their eyes in shock once again, and this time the surprise was tinged with horror.

They saw that Xieli, who should have been smashed to pieces by the subway, was now lying in the coffin completely intact, and the other party's complexion was rosy, the corners of her mouth turned up, like a Sleeping Beauty having a sweet dream; yet when He Jia'an couldn't help but curiously test Xieli's breath, he was certain that this was indeed a corpse.

"How could this be?" He Jia'an was extremely puzzled.

Yu Lianyun reached out to check, and she flipped open the corpse's eyelids, but was immediately frightened into pulling her hand back; she saw that there were no eyeballs beneath Xieli's eyelids, only clumps of red flesh.

"Could this corpse be fake?" Li Yingqi swallowed hard and guessed.

Yu Lianyun shook her head and said, "No, this is indeed the texture of human skin and human flesh." She pursed her lips, coughed lightly to regain her courage, and examined the corpse again; soon she had other discoveries, "No bones, the weight of the head is also not quite right, the torso is too plump, there is no cavity for organs... this... this is just a corpse that has been covered in a layer of human skin and grown flesh."

"Why make a corpse like this?" Li Yingqi was confused.

"The only one who could do something like this is the ever-changing Daughter of Gluttony, right?" He Jia'an said with narrowed eyes, "It seems it's true that the Daughter of Gluttony holds feelings for her followers; she even went out of her way to craft coffins for her executioners, and because the bodies were damaged, she used her own flesh and blood to make a brand-new replacement corpse for her."

Yu Lianyun couldn't help but open her mouth in shock, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "If that's the case, then the other few coffins, could they also be her former executioners?"

"Open them all and take a look." He Jia'an said directly.

They opened the two other coffins next to Xieli's; the names on the coffins were "Xu Ying" and "An Zizhi," and inside the coffins lay a man and a woman, respectively.

"These two names are both notorious murderers in history." He Jia'an checked the records regarding these two names on his electronic watch and found that they were both outlaws in historical records.

"The condition of these two corpses is the same as Xieli's." Yu Lianyun examined the corpses and clicked her tongue in wonder, "Is this the power of an Alien God? It's one thing that the corpses created are flesh and blood, but to think they can remain eternally undecayed."

Then only the last coffin remained unopened; Li Yingqi read the name written in small seal script on it, "Zhong Zhe," and checked the data, but she did not find any record in history of a person with a corresponding name who was both related to murder and connected to the ancient Cuizhu City; this executioner seemed more like Xieli in their style of conduct, being exceptionally low-key.

When they lifted the coffin lid and the three of them saw the appearance of the person in the coffin, He Jia'an and the others felt as if they had been electrocuted, staring at the corpse before them in astonishment.

"Why... why does this person look so much like Xin Junmao?" Li Yingqi said in shock.

"No, there are still some subtle differences in the details of the facial features, and there is also a slight difference in the height and build of the two." Yu Lianyun shook her head vigorously to keep herself calm and analyzed.

He Jia'an frowned and suspected, "Could it be that this Zhong Zhe is an ancestor of Xin Junmao?"

"That possibility cannot be ruled out, but it could also be that one in a billion chance where, in this world, in the past and the future, two faces that are almost identical really do appear." Yu Lianyun said.

While He Jia'an and Yu Lianyun were both focusing on Zhong Zhe's appearance, Li Yingqi noticed something else strange; she flipped open Zhong Zhe's eyelids and discovered that Zhong Zhe's corpse was different from the other executioners—the eyeballs were present, and the body also seemed to have a complete skeleton and internal organs, "Wait, this is a real corpse."

"It really is!" Yu Lianyun was stunned for a moment, then reached out to touch and observe it; after a long while, she said with a strange expression, "But why is only his corpse complete?"

"Perhaps the Daughter of Gluttony is particularly fond of this generation of executioner, who knows." He Jia'an sneered, then raised an eyebrow, "If that's the case, then I might know why the Daughter of Gluttony is so obsessed with Xin Junmao—because he looks almost identical to this generation's executioner!"

Roar, roar, roar—

From outside the room came bursts of roaring, the sound getting closer and closer, accompanied by rapid footsteps.

"Hurry, something is running over." He Jia'an immediately gave the order to withdraw from the room without hesitation.

As soon as the three of them stepped out of the door, they saw several blood-men moving with violent intensity rushing out from around the corner; they were moving too fast to turn, so they all jumped high one after another, then used the walls to push off and jump back onto the corridor, continuing to charge toward He Jia'an and the others.

Seeing this, the three of them immediately threw a few grenades behind them and ran for their lives; halfway there, they heard a series of loud explosions and the mournful cries of monsters.