Chapter 190 A Coffin
Then, Murong Ting took a flashlight and walked ahead.
In that instant, Kong Wange felt that bringing the man in front of her might have been the right choice.
Seeing his broad, straight back, she seemed to have nothing to worry about or be afraid of anymore.
She took a deep breath and followed closely behind him.
The two had only taken a couple of steps when Murong Ting paused.
Kong Wange's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"
Murong Ting turned around, took off his coat, and draped it over her shoulders.
The coat still retained the man's body heat. It took Kong Wange half a second to react, and she subconsciously reached to take it off: "No need..."
"What are you wearing?" Murong Ting said firmly. "The temperature inside might be even lower. You know your own body type, so don't try to be brave."
Kong Wange paused in her action of taking off her coat.
She has indeed been feeling cold since giving birth to Chi Bao and Chen Bao.
He could feel the man's body was warm, and guessed that he was indeed more resistant to the cold than himself. After a while, he slowly withdrew his hand from the coat.
Ahead, noticing Kong Wange's movements, Murong Ting's lips curled into a smile.
He coughed lightly and then, taking advantage of the situation, reached for her hand.
"What are you doing?" Kong Wange struggled instinctively.
He gripped the handle even tighter, saying matter-of-factly, "There might be some kind of trap inside. What if we get separated?"
Kong Wange: "...You're overthinking it. We're not here to rob tombs."
"Better safe than sorry," Murong Ting said firmly.
Realizing the disparity in strength between the two, Kong Wange became too lazy to bother with anything else.
Love Lala, just wash your hands a few more times before going out.
Sensing that Kong Wange had given up struggling, Murong Ting's smile widened.
After walking for a while, the two realized why it was so dark behind the door—
The house wasn't just on the ground; there were long staircases leading down to it.
The steps are of unknown length, as they are spiraling, making it difficult to see the bottom.
Murong Ting said in a deep voice, "It's at least ten meters below the ground." He turned to Kong Wange for her opinion: "Shall we continue?"
Kong Wange's expression was resolute: "Now that we've come this far, we definitely have to go and take a look."
Murong Ting nodded: "Then hold me tight and don't let go."
Kong Wange: "..."
It's as if she can let go.
The two of them walked down the steps.
The steps were too high, and there were no railings on the side; walking down them was a thrilling experience.
I don't know how long it took, but we finally reached the end.
"Phew, finally down! I just counted, there are a full sixty steps. I wonder when it was built. It's amazing that the clinic staff didn't even notice such a huge construction project..."
After Kong Wange finished speaking, she noticed that the man in front of her hadn't moved, and his grip on her hand tightened unconsciously.
Kong Wange was slightly taken aback, her heart suddenly skipping a beat: "Murong Ting?"
Murong Ting's voice was a little hoarse: "Wanwan, stay behind me obediently, don't peek out yet, listen to me, don't be afraid."
Kong Wange's view was completely blocked by his broad back, so she couldn't see anything, but she could feel that their hands, which were touching, were slightly sweaty.
She feigned nonchalance and said, "What's wrong? What did you see? You didn't really come here to rob a tomb, and there's a room full of gold and silver treasures, did you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Murong Ting's hand tighten instantly.
Kong Wange: "?"
"Really...really?" she stammered, her throat dry.
“It’s a coffin,” Murong Ting suddenly said.
Kong Wange froze, speechless.
After a while, Murong Ting slowly turned his body to the side.
Kong Wange then saw that in front of her was a spacious and flat secret chamber with smooth stone walls. There was nothing around her except for a black coffin in the very center.
Her heart was racing, and she couldn't speak for a moment.
"Murong Ting, am I seeing things?"
Murong Ting pulled her along and said in a deep voice, "That's right, it is indeed a coffin."
Kong Wange actually knew this, but at this moment she still felt a huge sense of unreality.
How could that be?
So, the secret underground room behind the door of the clinic actually hides a coffin?
This is absolutely surreal!
Who put this coffin here?
Is anyone inside?
Kong Wange's hands and feet were ice-cold, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.
Murong Ting put his arm around her and looked around, saying, "Relax, it's alright. There are candles over there, I'll go light them."
Kong Wange nodded stiffly.
After Murong Ting left, she belatedly felt a pang of panic and subconsciously murmured, "Murong Ting..."
Murong Ting hummed in agreement and turned to say, "Wanwan, don't be afraid, I'll be there soon."
Hearing his response, Kong Wange's breathing slowed down.
As the lighter clicked, the surrounding candles lit up one by one, finally bringing a touch of life to the cold and gloomy room, and Kong Wange gradually calmed down.
In the dim candlelight, the once cold coffin no longer seemed so terrifying.
Once Kong Wange calmed down, her usual studious spirit came to the fore.
She walked up to the coffin and reached out to touch it.
Murong Ting, who was standing next to him, had just finished lighting the last candle. He turned around and saw it, and instinctively exclaimed, "Don't touch it!"
Kong Wange turned her head: "Ah, what's wrong?"
Murong Ting pursed his lips and remained silent.
Kong Wange realized what was happening and chuckled, "I just checked, it's just an ordinary coffin, there are no mechanisms."
Murong Ting coughed lightly: "It's always better to be careful."
Kong Wange shook her head, then carefully examined the coffin again, but couldn't figure it out.
She frowned and said, "Murong Ting, who do you think would put a coffin here? And what's inside it?"
"What else can a coffin be but to hold a dead person?" Murong Ting said calmly.
"You mean there's someone in the coffin? No way?" A coffin here is fantastical enough, but there's someone inside? Kong Wange found it hard to believe.
"Whether anyone's here or not, we'll know once we open it."
Kong Wange looked up at him: "Can you open it?"
Murong Ting nodded: "I didn't see any coffin nails, so it should be fine."
Murong Ting stepped forward, placed his hands on the coffin lid, and said in a low voice, "There are reasons for this, please forgive me."
They seemed certain that someone was inside.
After saying that, he pushed the coffin lid hard.
After a loud rumble, the scene inside the coffin was revealed.
Seeing the lid pushed open, Kong Wange stepped forward and said, "Let me take a look..."
She was stunned by what she saw inside the coffin halfway through her sentence.
She was speechless, as if struck by lightning.
Murong Ting was equally shocked.
He had guessed there might be a body in the coffin, but he never expected the body to be so well preserved.
It was a female corpse.
She had regular features, and although she was dressed simply, her face was peaceful and her lips were upturned.
At first glance, if it weren't for the bloodless face, it would look as if it were just sleeping there.
Murong Ting knew that there were some methods to prevent corpses from decaying, but they generally required strong technological support.
Now, apart from a faint herbal scent, he couldn't smell anything else.
His hand clenched slightly at his side. He looked up at Kong Wange and whispered, "Do you know this person?"
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