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Time was slowly passing.
A few people were still debating whether to open the coffins, while the other four remained shrouded in darkness. Third still wanted to open the remaining coffins, even though Zhou Li had warned that opening them was a grave taboo that could cost several lives. However, some matters had been buried for too long. In the past, Third had been reluctant to touch them, but now an opportunity had arisen. Perhaps fate was subtly hinting that it was time to uncover the secrets buried deep within.
Third let out a long sigh, noticing that Zhou Li's gaze seemed somewhat vacant, as if he had fallen back into confusion.
Dafeng asked Zhou Li, "So what should we do now?"
Dafeng murmured, "The more we know, the quicker we die. Some things are beyond our reach."
Zhou Li's words had a significant impact on everyone; the coffins now seemed incredibly mysterious, as if touching them would lead to death.
Second said, "Since we're going to die anyway, what’s there to be afraid of!"
This statement inadvertently encouraged everyone, even Wang Er Gou couldn't help but say, "Let’s go for it; I’ve lived enough already."
Suddenly, Seven exclaimed, "Ergou Master, don’t you want revenge anymore?" As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he had misspoken in such a situation.
Wang Er Gou replied despondently, "If I'm going to die anyway, why bother? It’s just right to go down and reunite with them."
Dafeng felt helpless; Zhou Li was no longer reliable.
At this moment, everyone unconsciously turned their attention to Third. He was the only one who could make a decision now. If First were here, they could still listen to him.
Everyone was waiting for Third to take charge. Immersed in his own thoughts, Third only snapped back to reality when Second called his name. Looking at Second, he asked what they should do now.
Third slowly said, "Let’s open the coffins!" As those words fell from his lips, it felt as if a burden had been lifted from his heart.
The others had no objections at this point; even Zhou Li fell silent.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's move!" Second declared, as if a decision had been made.
In the center lay a crimson coffin. After a brief discussion, Da Feng began to take action. Wang Er Gou stood by, keeping an eye on Zhou Li.
Da Feng handed a Gas Mask to Second, who seemed to have become the person he trusted the most here. Although they often bickered when they met, both had straightforward and forthright personalities.
Second put on the Gas Mask, and Third followed suit. Reluctantly, Seven stepped aside.
The three of them approached the crimson coffin, but Da Feng couldn't shake off Zhou Li's words from his mind: what exactly was a Heavenly Born Individual? Was the switch guaranteed to lead to death? He sighed, making a decision in his heart. Mo Baby had spent half his life on the battlefield and had even served as a general. If there was any regret in this life, it was not becoming a Mo Jin Lieutenant and not obtaining that treasure map. It didn't matter; if he hadn't gotten it, he hadn't gotten it.
Second wasn't one for rambling; he had little to dwell on. After First saved his life, he had been following him around. Now that he was gone, a wave of sorrow washed over him.
"Are you ready?" Third asked at that moment.
Both nodded. The searchlight was of no use now; they could only rely on Da Feng's flashlight, which had strong penetration and good focus, plus it was quite bright.
Neither Second nor Third had ever done anything like this before. Opening a coffin was traditionally accompanied by four candles placed at the corners of the tomb chamber. If all four candles went out, it indicated that something sinister was definitely inside the coffin, and their lives could be in danger.
However, Da Feng and Zhou Li never adhered to such superstitions; they either went in guns blazing or dealt with any malevolent entities head-on. Of course, this was a bold approach reserved for those with skill. Da Feng didn't voice his thoughts, and neither did the others know better, but they guessed that nothing would go wrong.
According to Zhou Li, the Six Coffins Burial Feng Shui suggested that all six coffins contained a Heavenly Born Individual; perhaps this coffin housed the same person.
Da Feng examined the coffin carefully and found no special sealing techniques—just ordinary methods of sealing coffins.
The surrounding nails were firmly driven in. "Let's just remove these nails; that should allow us to open it," Da Feng said, though he couldn't guarantee anything.
With no experience of their own, the others could only follow Da Feng's lead as they began to pry at the nails. The nails were well-secured because this coffin was made from solid wood, making it particularly airtight and requiring considerable effort to open.
After about half an hour of struggle, they finally managed to finish. Once done, their expressions turned serious.
Even the few people standing nearby felt a sense of unease, and Zhou Li's gaze remained fixed on the scene, devoid of any emotion as he stared blankly.
"Should we just flip it over or lift it to the side?" Second asked.
Dafeng replied, "For safety's sake, let's just flip it over!" Third had no objections either, so the three of them stepped aside. They silently counted to three in their minds and then exerted their strength together, flipping the coffin lid open.
All three instinctively took a few steps back, but unexpectedly, Zhou Li snatched the flashlight from Wang Er Gou's hand and lunged forward, leaning over the coffin to take a look. Wang Er Gou was caught off guard, while Seven quickly chased after him.
Suddenly, Zhou Li burst into laughter. He pointed at Third and stammered something incoherent.
Third's expression changed immediately as he rushed forward. When he saw the person lying inside the coffin, a chill ran through him; after all...
The others quickly gathered around.
Upon seeing what lay inside, Second and Seven were astonished beyond words, while Wang Er Gou and Dafeng were in turmoil; they couldn't help but compare the person in the coffin with Third. They looked identical—aside from their clothing and the fact that one was alive and the other was dead, there was no difference whatsoever.
Third felt a mix of emotions swirling within him. Although he had been mentally prepared for this moment, he still couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Zhou Li continued to point at Third while laughing. He began to mumble about the 'Heavenly Born Individual,' saying he is, he is. He will die but will not age. This phenomenon puzzled even Third himself.
At that moment, aside from Zhou Li's laughter, everyone else was silent as ghosts, their eyes all fixed on Third as if waiting for him to provide an explanation.
After a moment of silence that felt like an eternity, Third finally spoke up: "I don't know if you've heard this story!"
No one responded; they waited for Third to continue. At that moment, all the flashlights were turned on.
The face of the person lying in the coffin became clearly visible; it was unmistakably a living person, yet in reality, he was dead.
Third paused in his speech as if lost in thought.
Third noticed that Second did not look very well, so he said, "If you don't want to talk, then don't."
Seven chimed in as well. Third replied, "It's fine. At this point, there's nothing that can't be said."
Wang Er Gou and Da Feng were both focused, waiting for Third to continue. Third said, "All these years, I have never revealed my full name. Actually, I am called Yu Ali. For the past few years, I haven't told anyone my full name; I apologize to you brothers for that."
Seven and Second were quite calm about it; after all, everyone has their own past.
"My family is part of a small ethnic group living at the foot of the snow-capped mountains. We are very few in number and have lived a nomadic life for many years, completely unaware of the outside world. Of course, this has been the case for many years.
Yes, we do not age, but we all die; no one knows why. However, the survival rate of our people from birth is very low, so over time, our numbers have dwindled.
It was long ago when our lineage underwent a strange transformation: children began to look exactly like their fathers. Initially thought to be a coincidence, it was later confirmed through two or three generations that this was not a coincidence but an inevitability.
Moreover, our lineage has an exceptionally high survival rate. It seems that our lifespan has also been extended.
No one knows why this is the case; even the clan leader at that time was puzzled. Eventually, he was deemed ominous by the clan members and was expelled.
After separating from the clan, Third's lineage began to live and develop independently, eventually paying a great price to achieve some success.
What Third spoke of happened a long time ago; it felt like a legend, treated as a story to be listened to, and its authenticity remains to be verified. Yet Third has always believed in it.
However, his family has a tradition: after a family member dies, they are buried in an exceptional place that is shrouded in mystery.
Later on, this family developed a rule: upon reaching a certain age, members must be released into the wild but are expected to possess their own abilities. Thus, this family became increasingly mysterious.
After finishing his account, Third paused.
A few of them seemed to understand something. "Is 'Heavenly Born Individual' referring to your lineage?" Wang Er Gou asked.
Third shook his head and then nodded.
At that moment, Zhou Li said, "I’m referring to people like you." It seemed that Zhou Li had come back to his senses.
Previously, Zhou Li had been standing by with a silly grin, much like a scholar who had just passed an exam. Now, as he uttered these words, he inevitably drew the attention of several people.
Da Feng asked in surprise, "So you're okay now!"
Zhou Li wiped the sweat from his face, which turned pale for a moment before flushing red. He looked as if he had been liberated.
Third then asked, "Were you pretending all along?"
Zhou Li neither confirmed nor denied it. However, Second and Seven were already feeling a bit anxious; the word "conspiracy" lingered in everyone's minds.
Zhou Li said, "I mean no harm; I just wanted to confirm my suspicions because you've always felt very strange to me."
Third remained silent.
(Hey hey, we're nearing the end.)
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