The more Lu Fengjian thought about it, the more frightened he became: "Looking at the tide, the top priority is to find the two of them quickly. These female corpse figurines don't know what they want to do!"
"Dong-dong-dong-dong!"
The two of them were worrying about how to find them, when the sound of thumping came from the darkness gradually from far to near.
"Listen, what's the sound? It sounds like another thump."
Yue Guanchao thought it was a big rat again, so he immediately relieved his strength and sat astride the coffin: "There are no living people in this place. It might be another big rat or something. Don't go looking."
"Can a big rat type Morse code?"
Lu Fengjian kept paying attention to the thumping sound, which was clearly the "SOS" distress code!
"What, what kind of code?"
Yue Guanchao was confused. He didn't know what Morse code was.
Lu Fengjian's eyes flashed, and he held Yue Guanchao's shoulders:
"This is a distress signal. When I was taking classes at a missionary university, a foreign teacher told me that three shorts, three longs, and three shorts are a distress signal!"
"In other words, there must be a living person in the coffin!"
These words rekindled Yue Guanchao's hope. They followed the sound to the dragon's head coffin, and the cry coming from inside was clearly Song Siyuan's!
"Don't move, what if there's a beast inside too?"
Yue Guanchao stopped Lu Fengjian, and he had to be more cautious. Who knew if they would be so lucky this time, and if they encountered poisonous animals, they would be doomed.
This sentence reminded Lu Fengjian, and he approached the coffin board: "Miss Song, is that you? If it is you, please give us some tips!"
After a while, there was no more crying in the coffin, and there was frequent knocking.
"Hurry and save people. Siyuan is inside and she is asking for help from us."
Knowing that it was Song Siyuan, Yue Guanchao no longer hesitated and raised his arms to completely lift the coffin board.
"Ahem...why did you come here? I thought I was going to be sealed in a coffin for the rest of my life."
The lid of the coffin had just been opened when Song Siyuan sat up from the coffin like crazy. Yue Guanchao quickly supported her to prevent her from falling from the copper chain.
Yue Guanchao handed her the water bag on his waist:
"Miss Song, we all told you to shoot, but your gunfire stopped and we couldn't find you right away."
Song Siyuan was suddenly rescued, her mood was agitated and she kept breathing air. Her face was blackened and whitened by gunpowder smoke, like a tabby cat, she gasped and said:
"Huhu~ I also want to shoot, but there are too few bullets in the gun, and the coffin is cramped. If I shoot again, all the air inside will be consumed. I'm afraid I will suffocate to death before I can be rescued."
"Where's Ying? She's not with you?"
Yue Guanchao observed carefully and found that Song Siyuan was indeed the only one in the coffin.
"I...I don't know?"
Song Siyuan's words made them both confused: "You were not arrested together!"
"Yes, we were captured together, but we were knocked unconscious. I have no idea why we were in the coffin!"
"I don't know, where will Aying be taken?"
Yue Guanchao thought he could save both of them, but when he heard the news that Aying was no longer there, his face immediately became gloomy.
"Stunning you? Can you see who it is?"
Yue Guanchao was very curious. When they came down, they didn't notice anyone following them at all. If someone was really behind them, the problem would be serious.
Song Siyuan recalled the situation before she fell into coma and shook her head:
"I remember we ran into the gatehouse and blocked the door. Not long after, we suddenly heard movement in the attic."
"Aying and I bravely walked up to the attic. Before we could see what it was, we just felt dizzy and didn't know anything anymore."
Yue Guanchao was thoughtful and asked the question in his mind: "At that time, was the window closed or open?"
Song Siyuan nodded:
"It was open. Aying and I were still wondering why the attic window was open. When we went up to close it, we fell unconscious."
Lu Fengjian's face was full of doubts, and he kept thinking about possible situations in his mind:
"This is really weird. When we got to the attic, the window was already closed from the inside. If the window was open, who closed the window after you passed out?"
None of them could explain this, and a huge fear gradually spread in their hearts.
"Oh yes!"
He handed the copper slip to Song Siyuan:
"This copper plate says that if the Dragon Vein Soul Resurrection Ritual is not completed, and if you want to activate the Soul Resurrection Ritual again, you must sacrifice two women."
"We thought, if you are in the dragon-headed coffin, will Aying be in another coffin?"
Song Siyuan roughly browsed the contents of the copper slip and nodded to the two of them: "In any case, this is not a good thing. Let's go to another dragon-headed coffin."
The three people made up their minds and climbed forward along the copper bridge made of chains. When they climbed to the other side of the Yin Tower, the dragon-headed coffin was already close to Chi Chi.
"Aying, Aying, are you in there?"
Lu Fengjian stood in front of the coffin and shouted softly. They thought Aying would respond, but there was no response inside.
"Could it be that Aying hasn't woken up yet? Or maybe something happened."
Everyone was obviously panicking when they thought about the possible consequences. Song Siyuan's heart was ups and downs, and she nodded towards the two of them:
"Don't wait for a response, open the coffin."
They opened the coffin lid several times, expecting Yingying to be lying inside, but when they took a closer look, they found it was empty.
"Strange, if Aying is not here, where would she be?"
This sudden accident caught them off guard. If Aying could not be found, they would have no way to explain to Wu Tuman.
Song Siyuan did not believe in evil and stepped into the coffin to look for all the details that might have been overlooked. She stroked the uneven marks on the coffin lid and her eyes lit up:
"There seems to be writing on the back of the coffin lid. Let's turn the coffin lid over."
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