Atavismo - Capítulo 15
Shi Xin spent nearly an hour explaining the key points of karate techniques to Gu Feng, and then pointed out the solutions to each one. However, she herself only had a superficial understanding, and Gu Feng had to figure out the solutions himself.
For the rest of the time, Shi Xin practiced the moves she had just introduced on Gu Feng one by one. Gu Feng had to rely on his own experience and Shi Xin's teachings to find a way to counter them. Shi Xin was not holding back at all. If Gu Feng could not counter them quickly, he would be beaten without mercy.
Amidst Gu Feng's occasional screams of despair and Shi Xin's frequent cheers of delight, an afternoon quickly passed.
evening.
Gu Feng had just stretched when he saw Ah Mao and the other two run up to him.
"Brother Feng, have you heard?"
Gu Feng looked puzzled: "What did you hear?"
Ah Mao said, "I just heard from a junior that the ancient corpse has started to be exhibited, and it's in the Cultural Bureau."
Gu Feng frowned and asked, "You mean... the one from last time?"
"Oh my god, who else could it be but this?"
Cultural Affairs Bureau Exhibition Hall.
The ancient corpse lay quietly in a sealed crystal coffin, placed in a prominent corner of the hall, surrounded by dozens of people. A steady stream of people continued to pour in from behind.
Xiaobing exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, this is incredibly popular! The Cultural Bureau is going to make a killing this time!"
The three of them squeezed in with the flow of people and gradually reached the crystal coffin.
The ancient corpse was still wearing that pure white, flawless garment, and after being treated, it looked even more lifelike.
Gu Feng still couldn't forget what he saw that day, the ancient corpse's "smile" at him.
Gu Feng gazed at her intently. She was truly beautiful, classically elegant, dignified and graceful, with a hint of innocence emanating from her fair cheeks.
This type of woman is rarely seen in modern society, and the ancient style has gradually become so captivating that one is almost mesmerized. There is no trace of disrespect in her expression of fascination, only a profound appreciation of beauty.
Gu Feng suddenly felt something was off. This corpse looked completely untouched except for the use of some preservatives. Didn't newspapers and television usually report autopsies and analyses? The Mawangdui female corpse was no exception.
With questions in mind, Gu Feng went to find Zhao Zhong, the director of the Cultural Bureau, who was standing nearby.
"Uncle Zhao..." Gu Feng voiced his question.
Zhao Zhong glanced at the ancient corpse through the wall of people and slowly said, "It's not that we don't want to, but that we have no choice!"
"There's no way?" Gu Feng was utterly puzzled.
Zhao Zhong sighed, "I don't know why, but anyone who touches her will have their hands spasm as if they've been electrocuted, and it takes several hours of rest to relieve the spasm, making it impossible to carry out any research."
Gu Feng asked in confusion, "How could this be?"
Zhao Zhong spread his hands and said, "Who knew that the province sent two experts down, but after being electrocuted, they were so scared that they ran back without saying a word, leaving behind only the words, 'This is a supernatural phenomenon and is not within our research scope.'"
"A supernatural phenomenon!!"
“Some people suspect it’s an ancient curse, like the Egyptian pyramid curse. Sigh! I really don’t understand,” Zhao Zhong said, shaking his head.
The ancient style is a bit unbelievable.
"Could it be the work of a ghost?" Gu Feng couldn't help but think of that smile again.
Looking at the ancient corpse again, they discovered something unusual.
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Volume 1, Chapter 20: The Tribulation of the Vengeful Ghost
Gu Feng looked at her carefully and noticed a faint look of pain on her face.
He greeted the director and then approached the crystal coffin again.
"Strange, how come I didn't notice it just now?" Gu Feng looked at the female corpse with her brows slightly furrowed and felt a pang of pity, as if he wanted to comfort her.
"Hey, Feng-ge, watch your image." Ah Mao hurriedly reminded him when he saw Gu Feng lying face down on the crystal coffin, staring at the female corpse inside with a blank expression.
Gu Feng turned around and saw everyone staring at him like he was a monkey show, pointing and whispering. His face flushed red, and he quickly lowered his head and left their sight.
Xiao Bing said, "It seems this corpse has quite a connection with Brother Feng! It smiled at you last time, and now it's made you look like this."
Gu Feng stared at the corpse in the coffin from afar when suddenly his eyes widened. He saw a trickle of bright red blood flowing from the corner of the female corpse's mouth.
Gu Feng stared at her in disbelief, without making a sound.
Who was she? Why did she die so young? Why did she look so pained? Why was she still bleeding after being dead for so long? Fresh blood!?
Gu Feng looked at the others who were still admiring her as if she were a national treasure, and wondered, "How come they didn't notice?"
Gu Feng tentatively asked Ah Mao, "Cat, that... female corpse, do you see anything unusual?"
Ah Mao stretched his neck to look.
"Nothing's wrong! She's still so beautiful. What's going on? What did you see this time?"
Gu Feng shook his head: "It's nothing, I just saw things for a moment." Looking at the bloodstain still in front of him, Gu Feng was even more puzzled, but he already had a plan in mind.
night.
Gu Feng arrived at the Cultural Bureau again, full of questions. Although it was past eleven o'clock, the old man guarding the gate let him in without worry.
The hall was deserted, the dim lights still on, which only deepened the sense of mystery. Gu Feng went straight to the crystal coffin, stood quietly gazing at the beautiful female corpse.
His intuition told him that the woman in the coffin seemed to have something to say to him!
Otherwise, how could I have seen things that others couldn't see?
Gu Feng watched her quietly.
Anyone would feel fear facing a strange, heavily made-up corpse at nearly midnight. Gu Feng thought he should feel the same way, but strangely, looking at the beautiful woman inside the transparent coffin, he couldn't feel any fear, even though he knew she might be a ghost.
Silence, a frightening silence.
The Cultural Affairs Bureau is filled with antiques that have stood for many years. However, the presence of a living, breathing person in the center of the room is quite unsettling, even for someone with exceptional courage.
The beautiful textures of those artifacts now appear somewhat distorted and grotesque to the eye of the ancient style, and under the dim yellow light, they have a strange and eerie quality, looking rather frightening.
After Gu Feng spun around 360 degrees, he suddenly felt a little dizzy. Suddenly, there was a loud "thump-thump," which startled Gu Feng. He looked back and saw that it was the large clock on the wall chiming. It was already twelve o'clock.
Gu Feng sighed and turned around.
"scare"
A white shadow was hanging above the crystal coffin, blurry and ethereal, seemingly about to be pierced through.
Gu Feng was so startled that he took two or three steps back, his scalp tingling, and his hands and feet felt somewhat unresponsive.
Gu Feng, suppressing his pounding heart, finally asked, "You...you...you...what are you?"
Even he himself later thought the question was somewhat absurd.
The white shadow gradually took shape, and a strange aura condensed. Finally, a beautiful woman with a deathly pale face stood on top of the coffin. Gu Feng looked at her, and then at the corpse still lying in the coffin. The two "people" were clearly carved from the same mold, or rather, they were one "person".
The woman's melancholy eyes looked at Gu Feng, and for a moment Gu Feng froze. What perfect eyes they were! But the sorrow and resentment in them must have been accumulated over hundreds of years!
He dared not utter a sound, feeling uncomfortable under "her" gaze, so he simply lowered his head.
The woman slowly said, "Ancient style, right?"
Gu Feng was startled: "How do you know my name?"
The woman smiled slightly, then suddenly her expression changed, and she clutched her chest, looking as if she was in great pain.
Gu Feng was startled and stepped forward: "Are you alright?"
The woman raised her hand to block him, saying, "Don't come any closer."
Gu Feng stared at her blankly.
The woman sat cross-legged on top of the coffin, breathing heavily. After about two or three minutes, she seemed to feel some relief. She opened her eyes and said, "Your yang energy is too strong. If you get too close, I'll die."
Gu Feng knew that when she said "dying," she meant something like being reduced to ashes, and asked, "Were you in so much pain just now because of me?"
The woman said quietly, "It should be related to you in some way."
Gu Feng asked curiously, "What do you mean?"
The woman glanced at him: "I risked my life to subdue that evil spirit, yet you released it. Doesn't that count as a relationship?"
Gu Feng was startled and immediately thought of what happened yesterday. He stammered, "You mean the one from last night... No! As soon as I realized something was wrong, I buried it again."
The woman smiled faintly, as if laughing at the shallowness and naivety of the ancient style, or perhaps at a bitter and helpless smile, full of resentment.
Gu Feng asked in surprise, "What? Did I not dig deep enough?"
“Even if it were a thousand feet or a hundred feet tall, it would not be able to bind it.” The woman said calmly, “But the Tai Chi Lock could have suppressed it for a while, but you chose the Yin Yin place, which wore down its magic power, causing the evil spirit to reappear.”
Gu Feng asked, puzzled, "What? What Yin-Yang Land?"
The woman said, "Go and find out tomorrow."
Gu Feng grew bolder and looked directly at the woman, quickly asking, "Is there any way to remedy this?"
The woman gave a sad smile: "Back then, I risked my life to trap it. Now, Pinggu has been imbued with a hundred years of ghostly power. How can it be so easily controlled?"
Ancient style: "Is there really no other way?"
The woman looked at him and nodded, saying, "Yes!"
Gu Feng, seeing her strange look, already sensed that the method she was about to get from the female ghost might not be of any good to him. However, when she actually said it, he was still quite startled.
“Your nature is extremely yang. If you can also sacrifice yourself to exorcise evil like I did back then, there might be a glimmer of hope.”
Gu Feng muttered, "Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me?!"
The woman said, "There's no mistake, but this shouldn't be forced. If you don't want to, I won't make things difficult for you." She then let out a low complaint, clearly somewhat disappointed.
Gu Feng asked, "Isn't there any other way?"
The woman shook her head slowly, her deep eyes glancing at Gu Feng with an unusual light: "Once vengeful ghosts wreak havoc on the world, the end of the world will come, alas!" After a long sigh, she instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.
Gu Feng watched her disappear with disbelief, then pondered for a moment: "Is it really that serious? They're even bringing up the end of the world! It's just a so-called ghost."
"Is it that serious?!" A voice suddenly boomed from the sky, startling Gu Feng. He glanced around, his gaze finally settling on the crystal coffin. The "female corpse" was actually staring at him with her eyes open!
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Volume 1, Chapter 21: War is Imminent
Gu Feng felt a chill run down his spine and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Are you very scared?" Even through the sealed crystal coffin, the woman's words could still be clearly heard, though her tone had become indescribably strange.