Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 162 You have to leave your things behind

Lin Jiang's sudden appearance startled everyone. Seeing that the other man dared to greet him, the old man, whose life's fortune had been robbed, finally flew into a rage!
"You dare!"

He roared and reached out to grab Lin Jiang again.

A pungent, fishy stench rose from my palm.

The putrid stench assaulted Lin Jiang's senses, causing his stomach to churn and his face to turn pale.

The palms were purple, swollen, and painful; I wondered what kind of poisonous technique this was from.

For a moment, Lin Jiang couldn't help but recall a saying:

A mop covered in poop—unparalleled!
He absolutely did not want to collide with that palm right now!

Unable to retrieve the axe in the cramped cave, he simply raised his leg and kicked straight at the old man's face, taking advantage of his long legs.

The old man tried to block the leg with his hand, but he immediately felt a strong sense of crisis!
just like……

If I were to actually touch that leg, I would surely die!
He hurriedly withdrew his strength and spun around, using a strange and abrupt method to avoid the circular cavity.

Lin Jiang's whip kick missed, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.
He was also a martial artist skilled in maneuvering.

The others reacted at that moment, and they each drew their weapons and pointed them at Lin Jiang:

At this moment, the miners gripped their pickaxes tightly, the fishermen cast their fishing rods, and only the farmers huddled in the back, pulling out packets of seeds, all warily eyeing Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang glanced at the group of people.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Jiang was wearing a disguise that the others couldn't see through, so there was no need to fight with this group.

However, the situation is slightly different now.

The "treasure" the old man was holding was a real problem for Lin Jiang.

This device can precisely pinpoint the location of the key; anyone possessing it can easily track down what Lin Jiang is carrying.

This is not okay.

Although the other party can replicate it, it will still take time and effort.

I need to keep this one.

Lin Jiang exerted force with the sole of his foot and leaped into the air, heading straight for the old man in mid-air.

With a thunderous thud, the stone chamber, which had been intact, was shattered by Lin Jiang's kick, sending stones flying everywhere.

Hearing the sound of wind breaking around Lin Jiang, the old man's face turned a little green.

Even a fool would know that if someone were to run into this barbarian, they would likely be reduced to ashes!

He immediately used his ghostly movement technique to dart along the wall, barely avoiding a fatal collision.

Lin Jiang couldn't stop in time and slammed his foot hard against the rock wall, causing the entire mine to tremble violently.

The old man was shocked to see the rock wall cracked like a spider web, and was horrified that this inhuman strength had almost collapsed the cave.

As I was pondering this, I suddenly realized that the tremors of the earth had not stopped, and my mind began to buzz.

Something is wrong!
It's still shaking!

The mine shaft has collapsed!

He immediately turned his head to look at the miners at the door.

The miner's face turned green, and blood gushed from his nose, flowing down his cheeks and chin.

"I can't take it anymore! The force is too great! The Earth God can't hold back the earth dragon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he plunged into the cave exit without looking back. Just as everyone was about to give chase, the collapsed rock strata crashed down, blocking their escape route.

The farmer was the most unlucky; the rolling boulder hit him squarely on the back, and before he could even scatter the seeds in his palm, he screamed and collapsed to the ground, instantly buried by the rubble.

The venomous centipede was still wriggling in the farmer's clothes when a falling stone struck its carapace. Startled, the insect suddenly raised its head, and its sharp legs pierced deeply into the farmer's neck.

The old farmer's face immediately turned green.

It wasn't because of fear.

He was poisoned.

Without a Star Realm expert to lead the team, everyone was trapped like a caged beast amidst the turbulent rocks and collapsing clouds.

The old man who had been fighting Lin Jiang earlier had just taken a step to flee when a sudden gust of wind arose behind him. Lin Jiang appeared like a ghost, his five fingers hooking towards the old man's back.

In the face of death, the old man had no way to avoid it and could only watch helplessly as his opponent tore open his clothes and ripped the compass to shreds, skin and flesh included.

The mountain roared one last time, and thousands of rocks cascaded down like a waterfall.

The old man eventually lost his strength and was buried by the falling rocks.

Lin Jiang also curled up to protect the few treasures hidden in his sleeves.

When the pebbles fell on Lin Jiang, he didn't feel any pain, but he definitely felt a sense of pressure.

The deafening roar echoed in Lin Jiang's ears for a long time. When it finally stopped, the area around Lin Jiang had become a sealed stone cave.

Those people from earlier were probably buried by the landslide, right?

Lin Jiangbian pondered for a moment while slowly exerting his strength and stretching his body.

The collapsed rocks were not solid to begin with, so he regained his standing posture without much effort.

However, the surrounding space is still limited, and these rubble and soil are not stable, so it is definitely impossible to stay here any longer.

He used the limited space to slowly apply force, digging upwards inch by inch.

Once a narrow gap has been dug out, immediately swing your arm with all your might and thrust upwards.

The cramped cave was shrouded in thick darkness, and although the rubble had not injured his body, he still felt quite uncomfortable.

It's a kind of eerie stillness, somewhat like the kind of fear that comes with thalassophobia. What's it called?
Fear of deep soil?
With no other option, Lin Jiang could only try to think of other things to relieve the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

As he pondered, Lin Jiang dug for an unknown amount of time until finally, he felt the soil in front of him loosen, and he emerged directly from the ground!

The night wind, carrying starlight, poured into the cave, and the colorful clouds of the sky, carrying a flowing river of stars, came into view.

Lin Jiang spread his arms wide and took a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief even though he knew he didn't need to breathe again.

Although he didn't need it, he still felt refreshed.

So I simply lay down on the grass next to me, stared at the stars in the sky for a while, and enjoyed the rare tranquility.

A while later, Lin Jiang took out the "key" he had obtained from his pocket.

I hadn't had a chance to examine it closely before, but now I realize that its shape is strangely unusual.

This is a completely square black box, its surface covered with outward-spreading metal wires that all extend in the same direction.

The material was difficult to identify, but the feel was very similar to the box in Lin Jiang's arms.

He reached into his sleeve and pulled out a strange box that he had carried close to his body for a long time.

When the two objects were placed in the palm of the hand, they emitted a faint glow at a perfectly synchronized frequency.

He couldn't help but have some doubts.

How do I open it?
Lin Shengfeng's box was a single piece, neither fitting snugly to the key nor having any gaps for inserting the wire. The key was also ordinary, with no apparent place to fit together.

After fiddling with it repeatedly for a long time, no matter how much he poked and prodded it, not a single scratch was left on the surface of the object.

After fiddling around for most of the day, Lin Jiang couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

It would be so embarrassing if I went through all this trouble to finally get my hands on this box and couldn't open it.

Seeking advice from Sun Zhong? But that man is acting strangely, and many questions remain unanswered, so it's not the best option.

Alright, let's take this back first, and then figure out a way to shield these two items to prevent others from coming looking for them.

He then got up and straightened his clothes.

Manager Guo was indeed not lying; his clothes were completely undamaged and spotless, but there was a small problem.

Even though the clothes won't get dirty, Lin Jiang's body will still get dirty.

As they dug their way up the cave, a lot of soil seeped into Lin Jiang's clothes, filling his inner lining with half a pound of yellow mud that made him itch all over and he had no way to get rid of it.

Fortunately, his body doesn't sweat now; if he were to sweat profusely and get covered in mud...

That person is just too terrifying.

He then focused his mind and headed directly towards the town, planning to ride back to the capital overnight and then visit the perfume shop during the day.

However, at that very moment, Lin Jiang suddenly heard music coming from behind him.

It resembles a pipa.

The clear, melodious strings are interwoven with gentle, sweet songs:

"Back then, the golden threads swept across the pipa, and a single tune could make the stars slant."

"The prince squandered all the coral trees, laughing as he pointed to the West River to buy wine on credit."

It was clearly a woman's clear voice, yet a sense of vicissitude seeped into its beautiful tone.

He turned around instinctively.

Only then did I realize that a fog had risen behind me without my noticing.

His nostrils twitched, and the murky, muddy smell, mixed with water vapor, seeped into his lungs. Meanwhile, the soles of his boots were already damp and cold.

Looking down, the ground beneath my feet transformed into a shimmering mirror of water.

Where are those rocky mountains from before? It's clearly a lake that never makes you sink.

"Master, there might be a master among them," Liu Fangyue's voice reminded Lin Jiang.

Of course, Lin Jiang could tell without her saying it.

In the distance, a small boat emerged from the trickling water.

Unlike fishing boats on the river, this boat is much more spacious on both sides than ordinary single-person boats. There is a pavilion with open sides on the top of the boat, and many flower beds are placed around it, with thousands of beautiful flowers growing inside.

Many vines even spread and grew from the flower bed, climbing onto the pergola and forming vertical strips of natural shade on both sides, blocking the shadow of the person in the middle of the cabin.

When the boat stopped in front of Lin Jiang, the melodious singing slowly stopped. As the boat came to a stop, a hand resembling a withered branch suddenly emerged from behind the curtain.

As the vines parted, an elderly woman with white hair appeared, looking extremely old, and even seemed to have some difficulty walking.

But in her hand she tightly held a pipa, which, like her, was old and peeling.

After disembarking, she looked up and stared intently in Lin Jiang's direction.
"Who is your Excellency?"

"and who are you?"

"Just an old and faded singing girl."

Lin Jiang thought for a moment and said, "Then I'm just a woodcutter passing by."

“You don’t look like a woodcutter at all.” The old woman’s gaze remained fixed on Lin Jiang’s face. “I can tell that you are using some kind of disguise, but your skills are truly superb. I can’t see through your disguise.”

Because besides the lantern and the ghost, Lin Jiang also carried Liang Huashan's Xuan paper.

That thing is a safety measure; if you encounter someone with exceptional skills, you can use this method to cover your tracks.

"Enough, it's pointless to concern ourselves with who you are," the old woman sighed softly, extending her hand towards Lin Jiang.
"Since you have taken some things that you should not have taken, please exchange them for them."

(End of this chapter)