Chapter 2411: Chapter 2314: Withered Bones

However, it was clear that Bai Buzhi did not suspect her regarding the transformation of the stone coffin.

Huo Sining, naturally, would not foolishly claim responsibility, so she pretended to be ignorant, donning a sweet and innocent demeanor, and indeed managed to fool everyone.

Bai Buzhi didn’t pay much attention to Huo Sining, and Huo Sining didn’t dare to stand out again or touch that stone coffin.

Yet the densely-packed eyes on the stone coffin continued to leave Huo Sining feeling deeply unsettled.

Zhou Shitao and several other professors were still working; after spraying an antioxidant on the surface of the stone coffin and confirming it could be opened, everyone paused their work and held their breath, focusing intently on waiting for the stone coffin to be unveiled.

For this task, Zhou Shitao and his colleagues did not plan on letting others handle it. At Zhou Shitao’s command, everyone donned gas masks.

Several professors carefully studied the sealing condition of the coffin’s opening, then began to pry open the sealing strip around the stone coffin.

The coffin body and lid were aligned perfectly, utilizing ball-slot clasps and sealed with strips.

After prying open the sealing strip, three old professors easily pushed the stone coffin, the lid sliding forward bit by bit, revealing its contents.

Inside the ancient tomb, no one spoke; only the filming crew focused the lens closely as the stone coffin opened.

The closer they zoomed in, the more shocked the staff member’s facial expression became, eventually dropping his jaw, stunned.

"This..."

The staff member attempted to speak but found he couldn’t form any adjectives; however, his expression was anything but the excitement of discovering a millennia-old corpse.

Huo Sining was standing on the periphery, originally indifferent but now perplexed, instinctively drawn closer to the stone coffin.

Unexpectedly, upon seeing it, her heart skipped a beat. An uncontrollable chill rose from her feet to the top of her head, instantly making her scalp tingle, leaving her stunned.

Inside that stone coffin lay a man dressed in opulent attire, crowned with jade—a corpse. But this man’s corpse wasn’t the anticipated millennia-old remains of a fifty or sixty-year-old!

This body was a mummy, its shriveled form and exposed veins tragically identical to Fujiwara Seiho, whom Huo Sining had killed in that cell last night!

Not just identical—it was clearly Fujiwara Seiho!

Huo Sining’s face turned ghostly pale, her lips trembled uncontrollably.

What on earth was going on?

Almost in mere seconds after confronting the male corpse within the coffin, Huo Sining’s mind raced.

She didn’t believe in hauntings, yet she couldn’t understand the bizarre scene before her.

Her logic had crashed entirely, unable to find a rational explanation to analyze this.

From the opening of the main burial chamber to the coffin unveiling, she had been present the entire time. She had surveyed this main burial chamber—there were no other entrances, equivalent to a sealed room.

Moreover, she had seen the coffin’s sealing strip—tightly and seamlessly sealed—before Zhou Shitao and the others pried it open; there was no prior sign of it being opened.

So how was Fujiwara Seiho’s body placed inside? Who did this, and what were their intentions? Did they witness her leading Fujiwara Seiho to the Gathering Yin Formation for execution?

Huo Sining’s thoughts tangled, leaving her speechless and still.

Nobody, not just Huo Sining but everyone else in the tomb, was dumbfounded.

Even Zhou Shitao, seasoned with experience, instantly judged upon seeing Fujiwara Seiho’s corpse that it wasn’t a millennium-old mummy but a corpse newly dead!

Clearly, the corpse’s skin, veins, and eyes were intact; no millennium-old mummy could possibly have these traits—it was entirely abnormal!

Despite living most of his life, nearly entering the grave himself, Zhou Shitao was startled by this situation.

The professors were all stunned, not to mention the other archaeologists.

Su Qingqing and Huang Zhenlong outside evidently witnessed the situation inside the tomb through the monitor.

Su Qingqing originally knew Fujiwara Seiho, but now Fujiwara Seiho had turned into a shriveled carcass, his blood drained, veins exposed, face distorted—nothing like his previously gentle and polished demeanor. Su Qingqing couldn’t recognize him.

She merely felt the person looked familiar but didn’t think deeply, merely dizzy from the site’s madness.

Discovering a just-deceased corpse in a coffin sealed for over a millennium was undoubtedly a serious incident.

Zhou Shitao’s eyelid twitched, his heart struggling against the shock; just opening the main burial chamber harmed seven or eight people due to an Array, now this turned into a murder scene—how could he withstand it?

"Call the police, have them send people quickly, secure the scene, and keep this chamber untouched temporarily!"

After staring blankly at the coffin’s corpse for a moment, Zhou Shitao inhaled deeply and shouted to Huang Zhenlong outside.

The archaeologists were dumbfounded, nobody understanding what was happening, or how the corpse entered the coffin, where Ge Hong’s body went, or why it transformed into a mummy?

A mind full of questions, everyone exchanged glances, whispered, yet no one could offer a definitive answer.

Even Huo Sining, privy to some inside knowledge, couldn’t provide answers.

While waiting for the police, the corpse in the stone coffin morphed inexplicably; the filming staff, amongst everyone’s discussions, suddenly exclaimed:

"Professor Zhou, look quickly!"

Everyone hushed instantly, collectively following the filming staff’s direction toward the stone coffin.

At that sight, everyone expressed bewilderment.

The dry corpse lying inside the coffin had, in moments, its facial skin start to decay, transforming visibly into a pile of bones.

Next, a gust of cold wind swept through, and like weathered particles, the bones crumbled into powder quickly dispersing throughout the main burial chamber.

Now, no one spoke—all wore expressions of fear, only feeling the chilling breeze at their napes, each unconsciously shivering.

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