Chapter 1 The Bloody Opening of the Underworld Coffin
The putrid stench clung to the nasal cavity like a living thing.
Gu Jiuge opened his eyes while suffocating, and what he saw was scarlet - the blood moon hung above his head, soaking the entire wilderness in dark red. He was lying on his back, with cold stone slabs beneath him, and hundreds of bronze hanging coffins suspended around him. The coffins were engraved with twisted Taotie patterns, and black gauze hung from the half-open lid of the coffins. They whimpered when the wind blew, much like a woman's cry.
"Cough... Cough!"
He pushed himself up, a sweet taste rising in his throat. When he lowered his head, he saw that he was immersed in a translucent liquid. The liquid was tinged with a faint green color and was as sticky as insoluble corpse oil. It was dripping down his chin and onto the stone slab, corroding into a small pit with a "sizzling" sound.
"Nine Netherworld Coffin... I finally waited until you woke up."
A hoarse female voice floated from above. Gu Jiuge suddenly looked up. Standing in front of the nearest hanging coffin was a woman in red. Her long hair covered half of her face, and her lower jaw was frighteningly white. She held a silver chain like a snake's tail in her hand, with a piece of blood jade tied to the end of the chain. As her wrist swayed, the old scar on Gu Jiuge's wrist suddenly burned with pain - it was a crescent-shaped mark, and it was glowing red at the moment, like gold foil that had been roasted by fire.
"Is that you?" His voice trembled. Fragments of memories suddenly came in: the ancient tomb on a rainy night, his father's roar when he pushed him into the coffin, "Survive tonight, and you will be the sinner of the Gu family!" And... There was also the smell of corpses in the coffin, which was ten times stronger than it was now, mixed with some kind of sweet medicinal fragrance, and it was very similar to...
"It looks like you were soaking at the bottom of the Wangchuan River for seven days." The woman chuckled, and the silver snake-tail chain wrapped around his feet with a "swish".
