Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 606 - 340: Resurrection - An Inevitable Step in the Process of Opening the Coffin

"Whose hand is this?"

Zhang Ze, hearing this, came to his Junior Sister's side and looked at where she pointed.

There was indeed a handprint, the shape was complete, and five fingers were clearly visible.

The handprint was right on the outer edge of the coffin lid.

Judging from the mark, the owner of the hand seemed to be making an upward pushing motion at the time.

"Isn't it Brother's?" the Junior Sister asked.

Zhang Ze shook his head, "It shouldn't be." Saying this, he placed his own hand on it to compare and found that the handprint was a circle smaller than his hand.

"Size aside, I was supposed to be inside the coffin at the time, so how could I leave a handprint outside the coffin?"

Li was also bored, seeing Zhang Ze comparing hand sizes with the handprint, it crawled over and stretched out its small chubby hand to compare.

"It's not mine either." Having said this useless remark, it crawled back to the center of the coffin lid, continuing to study the Black Tiger pattern.

"Isn't it Junior Sister's?" Zhang Ze ignored Li, turning his head to look at his Junior Sister beside him.

"How could it be mine? This is my first time here." Chen Qin glanced at Zhang Ze, then put her own hand on it.

Still a mismatch.

Compared to Junior Sister's hand, the handprint was a circle larger.

"Maybe after millennia, your subconscious misses me so much, you sleepwalked to this place to see if a deep kiss could awaken me.

"Just like that story about Sleeping Beauty and Seven Seawaves of Magnetism." Zhang Ze spoke nonsense casually.

"Ha." The Junior Sister was used to Brother's occasional awkward jokes, didn't bother to respond.

Ignoring Brother, she glanced into the empty coffin, smooth as a mirror inside, without any mechanism or array pattern.

The way the coffin lid was sealed didn't seem like it could be opened from inside.

The Junior Sister pondered for a while and said, "Let's not talk about this, I'm actually more curious about how Brother got in back then, why don't you perform again?"

"I don't want to, it's ominous." Zhang Ze shook his head in refusal.

Though he said so verbally, he was actually curious about this matter as well.

A few years ago, when he woke from the coffin, it was quite a hurried escape, many things weren't clear.

When his eyes closed and opened again, he found himself trapped in a small box, but before he could scratch at the coffin lid, a flash of white light occurred in front of him, the lid of the small box snapped open, and he was teleported out.

When consciousness returned, Zhang Ze found himself lying bare-bottomed in the mountains.

Afterward, Zhang Ze went to Xiaotun Village to steal clothes, was taken in, and foolishly attempted to unify the world with homemade liquor, only to discover it was an Immortal Cultivation world, later adopted by Li, which is another story.

And during all this time, Zhang Ze indeed never thought about where he came from.

After all, according to Jianghu practices, transmigrators don't question origins. Since he's here, don't inquire about the transmigration matter, just straightforwardly cheat.

As Zhang Ze was thinking about these random things, the Junior Sister thought he was hesitating, so she continued to persuade him by his ear.

"What's the big deal, you get better with practice, why not perform again, maybe by reenacting the burial process from back then, you'll discover some new clues."

Zhang Ze shook his head and said, "I probably wasn't buried here."

Chen Qin was puzzled, "Why not, isn't this White Jade County from back then, being a County Magistrate alongside the people, it's reasonable to bury yourself here."

"Reasonable, yes, but not possible." Zhang Ze looked up at the wet cave roof formed by flowing water.

"This is just an ordinary cave, and back then there was a Dark River flowing, who would put a coffin here.

"Besides, it's like a toilet, anyone can enter, if I really buried myself here, over the years, wouldn't I have been dug out like a toy long ago."

"Forget it, thinking here is meaningless, let's pack up my coffin, move it, and study somewhere else, it's quite damp here."

Saying this, Zhang Ze wished to lift and store the coffin into the Hundred Treasures Bag, but when he lightly lifted it, a clicking sound was heard.

"Hmm? Something attached underneath?"

Zhang Ze and the Junior Sister looked down to see that something seemed to be pinned under the coffin.

A white item poked out from the mud corner, they noticed it earlier but didn't pay mind, thinking it was just a broken bowl fragment.

Zhang Ze flicked his finger and applied his Qi, clearing away mud and rotting debris around the 'broken bowl,' revealing the true nature of the item.

It was a skeleton, and the previously visible bright white was its broad forehead.

The skeleton was clean with no trace of flesh or putrid smell remaining, appearing smooth as jade, as if polished.

Observing its bone age, the deceased was about thirteen or fourteen years old, likely a youth in life.

Most of the skeleton was pinned under the coffin, with only its head and one hand exposed outside.

It appears to be crushed by this coffin...

"Who is this?" The Junior Sister looked at the skeleton, then at Zhang Ze, "Did you crush it?"

"What do you mean I crushed it, wasn't it my coffin that crushed it?" Zhang Ze defended.

Junior Sister, "What's the difference?"

Zhang Ze, "...seems so, then what should we do?"

Junior Sister, "You take full responsibility, I guess."

Just as Zhang Ze was contemplating how to establish responsibility for posthumous incidents, Li, unable to figure out the Black Tiger Profound Pattern, crawled over again.

It stepped on Zhang Ze's shoulder to climb onto his head, lying there using its limited intelligence to ponder alongside Zhang Ze.