Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 200 The Ghost in the Coffin

Chapter 200: Chapter 200 The Ghost in the Coffin

At such a critical moment, Nezha couldn’t help but complain.

Because when the time came, he realized he was completely out of options.

What exactly is happening outside?

Can’t you see I’ve fallen into a coffin, why won’t you save me?

Could it be that the coffin is locked from the inside and can’t be opened from the outside?

That wouldn’t be surprising.

This strange coffin has been here for hundreds of thousands of years without decaying, and although it doesn’t look very sturdy, after all the tossing and turning I’ve done inside, it’s still intact, so it’s probably not that easy to damage.

But this piece of Corpse Wrapping Cloth.

Nezha could hardly imagine what would happen after being completely wrapped into a mummy by this cloth.

What comes next, life or death, is completely unknown, but it’s this uncertainty that stirs up even more fear in people’s hearts.

It is clearly a sealed, light-proof coffin, yet he can faintly feel the wind flowing in this cramped space.

It clings to his body, wrapping him up like soft dough.

The damp air is filled with the smell of decay and the strong, pungent odor of the Corpse Wrapping Cloth.

Suddenly, Nezha felt a pair of hands grabbing his ankles.

Despite being nearly strangled by the Corpse Wrapping Cloth, at that moment, Nezha felt as if an electric current shot up from his ankles to his back and shoulders, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

Then, the hand slid up, grabbing his knees and thighs, followed by a gentle body pressing against him, slowly climbing up his torso.

Feeling the warmth and softness transmitted from the torso, Nezha, in the darkness, couldn’t muster even a trace of romantic thoughts.

When the coffin lid was opened earlier, there was only so much space inside, everything was clearly visible.

How could there suddenly be another person tangled up in this Corpse Wrapping Cloth?

What’s more, who would be in a coffin?

A dead person.

Or Nezha at this moment.

He closed his eyes, trembling all over.

In reality, there was no light inside, and even if he opened his eyes, he would still see nothing but darkness.

The ’dead person’ climbed onto him, lying on his chest, though it had weight, it was so light it was almost negligible.

But the touch on his chest made him realize, if this ’dead person’ was a woman, she must be quite endowed.

This ’dead person’ first bit Nezha’s earlobe, saw his body tremble, his body temperature rapidly rise, then laughed softly and blew a warm, fragrant breath into his ear.

Hearing the silver bell-like laughter by his ear, Nezha suddenly opened his eyes.

He thought to himself, could this dead person be a female ghost?

Feeling the moist sensation that had lingered on his earlobe, he was certain that the moment she bit his earlobe, she also gently licked it with the tip of her tongue.

Nie Xiaoqian, oh Nie Xiaoqian, who would have thought that I, Li Zha, after becoming Nezha, would also get a chance to be Ning Caichen!

In his mind, the lovely image of Qiu Chuyao suddenly appeared, that girl, still waiting for him in Outer World Town, they had even agreed to meet again.

He plucked up the courage to ask, "My name is Nezha, from Chentang Pass, who are you?"

"A person? I am not a person."

Not a person?

Indeed, a ghost then.

"Miss, well, I am a man of the Taoist sect," Nezha’s voice trembled a little.

"Taoist? I know of wooden doors, iron doors, stone doors, doors made of jade, doors made of gold, but what kind of door is a Taoist?"

"The Taoist sect is not a door," Nezha replied somewhat helplessly. He could only hope that his body was strong enough and the little ghost in front of him weak enough that it couldn’t break through his defense, "Are you trapped here?"

"More or less, I’m just like that shadow outside, neither of us can leave this place, unless, of course, someone is willing to take us away."

"Who is that shadow outside?"

Nezha thought, what shadow outside? I haven’t encountered any.

"My friend’s shadow, oh, I thought you looked nice, perhaps you have a brain, but how could you also be so stupid, it’s like all your shadows are dead, it’s really frightening."

Hey, buddy, shadows of normal people are dead, alright.

Light cannot penetrate the body, it naturally casts a shadow on the ground.

But Nezha remembered that when he stepped into the waters of the Huangquan River, he saw his own reflection standing up from the river.

Perhaps, in the remnants of the Netherworld, the shadows are alive.

"Whose shadow is that?"

"Just a mistake." The girl’s voice carried a bit of annoyance, "Speaking of which, my former master was also a fool like you, clearly he calculated that the Netherworld River light wouldn’t touch him before he was buried here, yet he didn’t anticipate that there’s a giant fiery bird in the sky of this world, although he had seen it before, he truly was careless."

A giant bird?

The Golden Crow?

The Sun?

Nezha said, "You mean, you had a former master, he was shone upon by the sun, cast a shadow here, and now that shadow has come to life and is wandering outside?"

"You’re not too dumb, but don’t worry, after all, it’s just a shadow cast on the Nether soil, not a reflection from the Netherworld River, it doesn’t have much strength, If I wasn’t too bored sitting in the coffin, I wouldn’t have opened a gap in it."

"Who exactly are you?"

Nezha isn’t worried about that shadow, after all, with so many powerful beings outside, including a Quasi-Saint like Lu Ya, it’s not his turn to worry.

"Can’t you see me?"

It’s more than just not seeing, Nezha clearly felt a girl crawling on top of him, pressing down on him, the air filled with a fishy stench, with an added sweet scent similar to that from Lv Zhu’er’s body, yet his spiritual intelligence sensed nothing.

Nezha said, "Isn’t it quite normal not to see clearly in the dark?"

"You say that too, what a strange person you are." The female ghost seemed to recall something, "I remember now, it’s been about eight hundred thousand years, that guy was still alive then, he said the same thing, his pupils were black just like yours, both of you are freaks!"

"I heard that in the north, the Kua Fu tribe, their eyes are also black."

"Kua Fu?"

"You really don’t know anything."

Nezha gave a wry smile, the Corpse Wrapping Cloth inside the coffin wrapped tighter and tighter, already binding his mouth, nose, and eyes, let alone talking, he couldn’t even breathe.

Just as he thought, he was completely mummified!

Holding the breath?

His physical body was extremely strong, but such a strong body required a lot of oxygen.

Even the female ghost seemed to have disappeared.

The world returned to endless silence.

The only thing he could feel was the Corpse Wrapping Cloth tightening more and more, as if burrowing into his flesh, as if to hollow him out completely.

"Ahhh—"

Nezha suddenly could breathe again.

"I just wanted to try, you and that guy are the same, would die without breathing, you two have many similarities, even the scent is the same."

"You... want to kill me?"

Remembering the suffocation fear just now, Nezha was still filled with lingering fears.

"Please, I saved you, alright. The one that wants to kill you is that piece of Corpse Wrapping Cloth, it, like the shadow outside, wants to take over your body."

"Corpse Wrapping Cloth? Is that not something you are controlling?"

"How could that be, hey hey hey, breathe slowly, there’s not much air in this coffin, if you use it all up, you will start suffocating again.

He was both stupid and stingy, that stuff, he bought it from the Coffin Shop, but he was too stupid, there were too many things he didn’t anticipate, like who would have thought, that Corpse Wrapping Cloth would develop spiritual intelligence once soaked with his blood.

Haha, you’re really interesting, your earlobes look the same as his, let me have another taste!"

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