The Lost Tomb Vol. 1

Chapter 27: Lies

As soon as I heard this, a thought seemed to flash through my mind as if I had suddenly figured out a hidden clue. "Did these two people actually switch at the last minute?" I asked in surprise.

Poker-Face nodded and then looked at the corpse. "This man was deliberately deceiving King Shang of Lu the whole time. He wanted to use King Shang of Lu's power to try and achieve immortality himself."

"How do you know all of this? It almost seems like you've experienced it yourself."

Poker-Face shook his head, "I haven't experienced it myself. When I was robbing a Song Dynasty tomb a few years ago, I found a complete set of silk books from the Warring States Period. They actually turned out to be Tie Mian Xiansheng's autobiography. After explaining all aspects of his plan to King Shang of Lu, he set fire to his own home and then threw a beggar's body into the flames to make it look like he had burned to death alongside his family. After that, he pretended to be a beggar and escaped death. King Shang of Lu knew that something was off about the whole thing but there was nothing he could do about it. Tie Mian Xiansheng waited for King Shang of Lu to be buried and then easily snuck into the tomb, dragged King Shang of Lu's unresisting body out of the jade burial armor, and put it on himself. King Shang of Lu had gone through such painstaking efforts to get this far, but it all went to Tie Mian Xiansheng in the end. He probably never expected such a thing to happen."

"So if King Shang of Lu's corpse was dragged out of the armor, doesn't that mean another blood corpse was created?" I wondered. "So is there another one somewhere in this place?"

"He didn't write about it in his autobiography but it's possible that King Shang of Lu wasn't in the armor long enough to become a blood corpse." There was an uneasy look in his eyes. "He only mentioned it briefly. There aren't too many details about it since the incident is only a part of the biography."

I looked at Poker-Face. I didn't know why but I suddenly felt like this last sentence was a lie. I glanced at Uncle Three and saw that he also didn't seem to believe him either. He must not have wanted to tell us something and came up with a lie, but exposing him now wouldn't do anything.

After Poker-Face finished speaking, he quickly regained his expressionless face as if he had finished a task. Then he stood up and said, "It's almost dawn. We should leave this place."

"No, we haven't found the ghost seal yet," the fat guy said. "Do you see all this good stuff? It would be pointless for us to leave now without taking any of it with us."

Poker-Face gave him a cold look, apparently still feeling a little hostile towards him. The fat guy shrugged it off and said, "Ok, ok. But how about taking this jade burial armor with us? It may be the only one of its kind in the world. I only have everyone's best interests at heart."

He actually had a good point. Uncle Three smacked him on the butt and said, "Then why are you dawdling? Hurry up and get it done quickly so that we can get the hell out of here."

I suddenly lost interest in the whole thing and didn't want to help them so I closed my eyes and decided to rest for a bit. But at this time, a few drops of water suddenly fell on my face. I thought it was raining at first, but when I looked up, I saw the blood corpse's strange face peeking over the edge of the jade bed, those two pupilless eyes mere inches away from my forehead.

I leaped up in fright right as the blood corpse's head continued rolling to the edge of the jade bed and fell to the ground. It almost seemed like something was inside of it. The fat guy wanted to go over and take a look but Poker-Face grabbed him and said, "Don't move. Just observe it from here first."

The fat guy nodded, but at this time, a very small red corpse-eater chewed its way through the blood corpse's scalp and crawled out. Da Kui looked at it and cursed, "Shit! Such a small one dares to show its face in front of me?!"