Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 768 Opening the Coffin Reveals a Pirated Qilin!
Following the complex path of the underground water veins, they soon passed through layers of white-clad female corpses and arrived before the coffins of Buddha and Yin Xinyue.

Lululu~
Wu Erbai spat out a lot of bubbles, looked at the young man who was quietly floating in front of the Buddha's coffin, and then focused his gaze on Hu Ming who was swimming around the coffin.

Dragging the coffins of the Buddha and his wife onto water and burning them would have been the simplest and most effective method, but unfortunately, they couldn't do that.

If the work is done too carelessly, it will cause a big mess.

At the very least, the facade must be maintained that the Buddha and his wife are still resting here. It doesn't have to be perfect, but at least there shouldn't be any obvious flaws on the surface.

Hu Ming received a questioning look from Wu Erbai, gave him an OK sign to indicate that he was at ease and that the mountain man had a brilliant plan.

Under Wu Erbai's expectant gaze, Hu Ming swam to the bottom of the coffin, and then...

The reforged sword, now even more wondrous, was drawn from its sheath. Its indestructible blade easily pierced the bottom of the coffin, effortlessly cutting through the coffin lid along the edge.

The moment the integrity of the coffin was compromised, red and black bloodstains instantly spread out.

Hey!
Wu Erbai's face instantly darkened.

That's it?
Is this the brilliant plan Hu Ming was talking about?
Is this the so-called method that will absolutely not leave any trace?
Damn it!
The coffin lid was cut open so big, even a blind person could see it at a glance, right?
You call this secret?
Wu Erbai's head began to throb, and he used his decades of cunning and scheming to the fullest, trying to find a way to perfectly clear his name.

Then, Wu Erbai gave up in despair.

Wu Erbai really couldn't think of any other way, so he could only place his hopes on Hu Ming... even though in Wu Erbai's opinion, Hu Ming was far too careless this time.

Hu Ming didn't pay attention to Wu Erbai's changing expression. He naturally had a way to clean up the mess and erase the traces.

With a slight wiggle of the blade, he pried out the coffin lid, which had been cut off and soaked in the blood of the Qilin.

Once the breach was opened, the red and black blood that filled the coffin gushed out instantly, staining the water within a radius of tens of meters red and black, obscuring all vision.

As the coffin was opened and blood gushed out, Hu Ming and Xiao Ge tensed their muscles almost simultaneously, and the bloodline tattoos hidden beneath their skin spontaneously surfaced.

Inside the coffin, a roar that only Hu Ming and Xiao Ge could hear rang out, accompanied by the sounds of dragon's roar, phoenix's cry, and qilin's howl, flowing with the blood of the two.

Unfortunately, the red and black blood polluted the surrounding water, making it impossible to see what was happening inside the pipe. The two could only instinctively raise their knives and be on guard.

A few moments.

As the underground water veins flowed, the blood-red hue of this area was purified, and the water became clear.

Apart from the screams that only the two of them could hear, there was no unusual noise coming from the coffin's side.

With a hand gesture signaling the young man to be on guard, Hu Ming slowly swam to the opening in the coffin, grabbed the Buddha's corpse by the ankle, and pulled it out.

The old, crisp military uniform, soaked in blood, enveloped an aged rather than robust body, with three gleaming gold stars on each shoulder—even after nearly twenty years of immersion, the bloodstains could not stain the stars. His face was aged, his hair and beard white, his countenance dignified and imposing, but the remaining bloodstains gave him an air of sinister intent.

—There is no possibility of the corpse turning into a zombie.

Hu Ming stepped forward and pried open the mouth of the Buddha's corpse to check, while looking around to make sure that Wu Xie hadn't followed them secretly. Only then did he feel somewhat relieved.

However, judging from all indications, what Buddha sought was to extend his lifespan, to live another life, and to seek immortality, rather than to rise from the dead and become a mindless zombie.

Putting aside his stance, given the pride of the Buddha, he would absolutely not allow himself to become a zombie after death.

If that's the case, then what about the roars that were heard when the coffin was first opened...?

Suddenly, an unexpected change occurred!
The Buddha, who had long since died, suddenly opened his eyes, and his slow yet powerful heartbeat resounded in the water.

The familiar roar rang out again.

Visible to the naked eye, wisps of blood mist drifted from the Buddha's corpse, gathering in the chest area.

That's a Qilin!
The crimson and black blood mist actually condensed on the Buddha's chest into a roaring Qilin!
Many people know that Buddha doesn't have a Qilin tattoo, after all, his bloodline is not pure, and Buddha possesses a degraded version of Qiongqi.

Hu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, connecting the many clues in his mind, and guessed most of the Buddha's arrangements back then.

It's Qilin blood!
This is an attempt to use the extraordinary power of the Qilin blood to reshape one's bloodline, and to use the extraordinary power of the Qilin blood in combination with some kind of magical secret technique to achieve the feat of resurrection and defying the heavens to prolong life!
For a proud and confident person like Buddha, guiding the "spirit" to the South Sea King's underground palace and using the methods left by the dead more than two thousand years ago for a final gamble was just a desperate move after running out of options.

After all, if the mysterious methods in the South Sea King's underground palace were really that effective, the South Sea King wouldn't have died more than two thousand years ago.

As Hu Ming cleared his mind, the blood-red Qilin phantom remained solid, and the heartbeat within the corpse grew increasingly rapid. At the same time, the blood-red Qilin slowly descended, attempting to merge with the Buddha's corpse.

Just as Hu Ming was about to do something, the roar of the Qilin beside his ear suddenly became louder.

Strands of bright red blood spread from the direction the young man was coming from.

Hu Ming turned his head and saw the young man expressionlessly using a black knife to cut a large gash in his left forearm, from which blood gushed out continuously.

"Roar!!!"

Under some kind of attraction, the crimson blood rapidly spread towards the direction of Buddha's corpse. As it approached the phantom of the Qilin on Buddha's body, the blood writhed and coalesced, and a Qilin roaring to the sky was fully formed, roaring as it pounced on the phantom of the Qilin on Buddha's body!
Compared to the Qilin on Buddha's body, the Qilin formed from the blood of the young man is relatively majestic and grand, without any sinister feeling.

Roar!
As if it had discovered its natural enemy, the Qilin phantom on Buddha's body paused, and a hint of fear appeared in its human-like eyes, while the eyes of the blood Qilin that was rushing towards it were full of anger.

...What is this? Is it an innate fear of the legitimate parent company?
Watching the two Qilin fighting in the water, Hu Ming's eye twitched, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart!