Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 95 The Ingenious Use of Coffins (First Update)
The feeling was mysterious and indescribable. Lin Jiang felt as if someone had tied a rope in his heart, connecting him to a coffin in the distance.

However, Lin Jiang had a vague feeling that this was not about letting his thoughts enter the inner vision of the mansion and become an external avatar in the coffin.

There should be some other clever uses as well.

Lin Jiang, not understanding why, simply focused all his attention on the broken stones of the coffin.

I closed my eyes and focused my mind, but after a long while, nothing happened.

He scratched his head sheepishly.

This indescribable realization has no rules to follow, nor can it be deduced; it is more like searching for a needle in a fog.

After two more unsuccessful attempts, Lin Jiang lost interest, threw the coffin fragments onto the bedside, and went to sleep.

Never mind, we can't figure it out now, we'll do it later.

Lin Jiang, who had closed his eyes, wanted to sleep, but suddenly, the darkness that had enveloped him completely disappeared.

He did not open his eyes.

But he could see the surrounding scenery clearly.

First, there's the view of my own body lying on the bed, then the entire hotel, and finally, the perspective rises into the void, soaring straight up to the heavens.

The view flew directly to the high clouds, and in that distant instant, it was like a roc soaring into the sky, surveying everything in its path!
The sudden change startled Lin Jiang, and several perspectives crowded into his eyes in an instant, filling them to overflowing.

He saw a dark underground tomb filled with countless coffins, one of which stood out in the center, with a corner missing from its top.

He saw a coffin, shaped like a sword sheath, lodged diagonally in the earth atop the lightning-streaked mountains, with clouds dancing around it.

He also saw a city in the desert, where the people had skin as black as charcoal, breathed fire from their mouths, and knelt down to worship, their heads pointing directly at the coffin on the towering throne.

He also saw several people dressed in various colors sitting around a table in the dimly lit underground. The one in the lead was a young man dressed in yellow, who was raising his fist and shouting:

Why can't I sit on the throne?

A person with more than a dozen holes of varying sizes cut into their body carefully wipes the coffin; a flock of huge, fluffy magpies sleep around the coffin; the coffin stands alone on the sea, where towering waves are crashing.

The following scenes were moving too fast for Lin Jiang to see clearly.

But there are seventeen in total.

Finally, the field of vision rose higher and higher until it passed through the clouds and across the sky, arriving at a vast, dark ocean.

Lin Jiang looked down.

Beneath his feet lay the vast expanse of the world, but not the sphere he was familiar with.

Instead, it was a huge coffin with its lid off.

The coffin contained the entire earth, with a burning sphere of fire hanging halfway over the ocean, and star-like precious stones suspended in the sky above the land.

Resembling the sun and moon from afar.

At this moment, Lin Jiang finally saw it clearly:

All living beings in this world are like people in a coffin.

Lin Jiang suddenly opened his eyes.

The scene he had just witnessed was still deeply imprinted in his mind, leaving him profoundly moved.

The world I'm in now... is a coffin?
Lin Jiang knew that this world with its own laws could not be fathomed by common sense, but he could only imagine that it was at most a world with a flat earth and a round sky. He never expected that the actual scene would be like this.

Whose coffin is it anyway?
As his emotions gradually calmed down, Lin Jiang suddenly realized that his eyes were wide open, but the surroundings were like splashed ink.

and……

Why is this place so dark?
And it was narrower than I had imagined.

Lin Jiang's knuckles curled slightly as he touched the four walls.

This is a box, and it's very narrow.

He was very familiar with this feeling, as if he had just experienced it a month or two ago.

Lin Jiang blinked, already having a rough idea of ​​his location. He used a little force in his arm to push aside the stone slab above his head.

Peeking out,
He is now lying in a coffin.

The treasures on Lin Jiang's body also awoke one by one. When the luminous pearl peeked out, its glow swept across the stone coffins in the room, startling it so much that it jumped ten feet high on the spot.
"Brother, you were just on the couch at the inn a moment ago? How come you're here the moment you open your eyes?"

Lin Jiang stroked the edge of the coffin silently.

The luminous pearl immediately realized what was happening.

Lin Jiang had previously said that the coffin possessed supernatural powers, but he was too busy with other things and didn't have time to try it out.

"Is this the coffin's ability? It allows one to travel from other places into the coffin? And what is that soft substance inside?"

"I don't know," Lin Jiang said honestly.

There was no money or valuables in the coffin.

"These strange abilities, I wonder what they're for?" The luminous pearl was very confused.

Lin Jiang did not answer the luminous pearl; he reached out and gently stroked the stone coffin.

This is no small skill.

If he wasn't mistaken, the images he had just seen were coffins located in various parts of the world, some of which were inhabited by people who looked completely different from the people of Daxing, resembling a strange race described in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

If each coffin were used as a teleportation point, one could travel across mountains and seas throughout the world.

However, Lin Jiang's mind became somewhat disordered when he thought of the coffin floating in the void.

What exactly happened in this world? Who made this coffin? And what does it have to do with me?
"Brother Pearl, has anyone ever been to the ends of the earth?"

"The end?" Zhu Zi was slightly taken aback by Lin Jiang's description, and after a moment of reaction, she said, "You mean the ends of the earth, right?"

"That's a rather elegant name. Tell me more about it?"

“In the early years of the previous dynasty, there was a great man who suddenly became obsessed with finding the ends of the earth. He crossed snowfields and traversed the dark sea, and finally saw the cloud wall reaching the sky in the land of eternal daylight, so he called it the ends of the earth.”

"Where is he now?"

“He’s dead,” Zhuzi said. “He died at Mount Baiyun.”

Bayun Mountain!
Tin Man said this place was where another coffin was located.

A highly skilled master died there, turning Mount Bayun into a chaotic and dangerous place.

This looks like it's the person.

Mount Baiyun sounds dangerous. Although Lin Jiang is very curious about what's in that place, he is not well prepared and lacks sufficient information. If he goes there rashly, he might get trapped inside.

Let's take a longer look into it and talk about it later.

Suppressing his doubts about the coffin, Lin Jiang recalled the many scenes he had witnessed in that brief moment.

There seem to be a few paintings among them that are quite intriguing.

Putting aside the wondrous races reminiscent of those in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and that enormous giant peacock, what Lin Jiang remembers most vividly is the group of people having a meeting inside that dimly lit cave.

One of the young men, who called himself "King," was eyeing the throne menacingly.

Judging from this title, he's probably a prince.

It's unclear which princes were plotting such a major event.

Just as they were trying to figure out who it was, the sound of cloth clogs approaching from under the eaves came from below.

Lin Jiang looked up.

Right outside the opening, the broom handle first probed through the threshold.

Fang Xuanzi, holding a broom, froze on the spot, her eyes meeting those of Lin Jiang, who was half-reclining in the coffin, and both of them froze.

(End of this chapter)