Chapter 203 The Graverobber's Journal

The coffin Father and I were peering into had damaged so badly that its sides were littered with holes and slits from neglect and disrepair, from which the fluids and watery flesh were seeping out like vomit being belched from a person's mouth. But what was inside left my mouth agape with surprise! There was a body lying inside!

The body lying inside looked nothing like the rest; it was a man who had died only recently. A brown-copper rag bundled a bun on his head, as was the common fashion for men in the Ming Dynasty, but he was looking positively horrified as if he was screaming for his life when he died. The gaunt and scrawny man, short in height and small in girth, had green and purple wounds all around him. A closer inspection revealed that those were bite wounds; Jiangshis, no doubt. But who had left him here in this coffin?

A thin smile lined across Father's lips. Saying nothing, he continued walking, heading towards the dark corridor at the end of